Stones, Keys, Flat Ninths, & Salvage

by Collisionville

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I slept through the peal of the bells, woke up and smelled the gravel outside rolled down the windows and turned the keys I punched it, I made the light I was heading west through a hornet's nest train went the other way I felt cold in my heart, so shall the day start what do you want me to say? hey I'm gonna strangle my soul in a blood choke hold it's gonna sink down like a stone say goodbye to the twinkle in my eye tell the angels to leave me alone I'm turning into wood from feeling so good gonna burn for a hundred days and be born again as a red-feathered wren what do you want me to say? hey
2.
the patient he said to the doctor "there's something in my blood that isn't red "I wake up horny and with jitters" and to the patient here's what the doctor said I paint by the numbers but I can't stay on the canvas I'm a sexy motherfucker but I can't stay on the mattress I dreamed of becoming a giant back when I was only 23 I wound up shouting on the corner move along, there's nothing here to see
3.
the leaves are green against the red mud the trees are crouching on the ground the morning's clear and very quiet the signal's cutting in and out what have I left that's still not finished? have I been fully understood? I pressed the ink into the paper and I saw that it was good halfway between Raton and Las Vegas, New Mexico amid the dry parts of the Old West where the quiet families settled down somebody's smoking in the basement somebody's too scared to reach out you made it here through droughts and famine by the grace of strong blood in your veins it matters that you use the right words so take your time with what you say
4.
they say we're all in a prison bound together as slaves that no one can walk in the light of the sun until all have been led to the rays but I know somebody's free somebody's free even with the rest of us in chains somebody's free not troubled by nobody's pain the freedom to dance like a willow with no worry to silence the drum I'm gonna learn how to move just like that in the world to come but right now somebody's free
5.
Signifiers 03:38
Learn well the lessons of the Rolling Stones Not just Bill Wyman, but also Brian Jones There's more than one way out but there's no escape There's signifiers along the path leading you astray I woke up in the middle of the night to the strangest sound I dreamed all through the morning, I couldn't find the ground I have a wish inside my darkest heart To speak it would release it and break the lights apart I'll drive until I'm lost in some horseshit gravel town Everyone who's expecting me, I'm gonna let you down Sunk and ashen faces, and I won't even care I'm flying free with an empty mind in negative space somewhere Learn well the lessons of the Rolling Stones Not just Bill Wyman, but also Brian Jones Tattooed on your skin, what you don't want to be true You lose what you create, the world was never new
6.
I'm telling the truth in a diner booth I'll say a few things that I hope you won't repeat From this Formica fort, it's an indoor sport I'm holding court in this Kitchen of Pete The air is too thin and the sky is too dry And the ball carries too far Is there powder on the slopes? Is the ice killing your hopes? Do you need a hand pushing out your car? But wait, just wait It's all been a terrible mistake I found something strange at Jerry's Record Exchange Between the Righteous Brothers and the Strolling Bones Through the window I seen I just missed the 15 So I went out on the pavement on my own Mile High this and Mile High that An avenue of bad puns As to the length of old Colfax, it is according to cold facts The longest but for all the longer ones We all know of course about the snorting horse Who's got the city's heart locked in a football hold But you should keep in mind that old rainbow skyline And the pick axe always digging for gold To coin a riff, that guy's a stiff He's slower than most men He's what we got, let's lace 'em up, it's long past time to face 'em up And make those miracles happen once again
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8.
I'm taller than your sister's man He wants to take her to the clouds but I don't think he can You're as tall as him He's looking up at my chin It's a race to the top and he can never win It's not the captain or the boat It's not the motion or the ocean It's not the pencil or the note It's not the How do I prove? I mean, what do I have to do? Every time you get it down Then they change it so it's new This game is rigged To make you stupid and sick You try to stand so strong and then they snap you like a twig
9.
I come to you tonight with my secrets open wide and a broken match we're gonna make it catch There's a conspiracy it seems to set a bomb off in your dreams and send you home to nurse your broken bones And it's happening again just a handful of old men will write it off with a nuclear fountain pen As the smoke is pluming upwards and the sirens drill our eardrums I can finally see what's happened to me I let the best part of my soul go wandering off all on its own and leave me here slogans ringing in my ears You know the devil don't need to chase he's standing right there in front of your face he doesn't care if you run he thinks he's already won and this has all happened before but something feels different about this war like there's no way back as though the heavens have cracked And I don't know what we should do but I put all my money down on you here I am standing by your side with my secrets open wide
10.
I've been lying all day with this buckle in my ribs Vapor in my nose and confession on my lips There's a sermon in the static and the words are shattered glass there's leaking oil and hollow eyes beneath the overpass The tank's all empty but I can't sit still Give me treatment, give me matches and a sleeping pill Is there anybody else who wants to crawl inside a gun? I'm the only one I've been lying all my life to every face I see Running everywhere and I got no place to be Now the mask is falling off and it's time I shed my suit I'm going back to Colorado with some powder in my boot
11.
Tearjerker 04:07
Blazing across the wheat-covered fields I saw a flash off to the south I took a drink of tangy warm fluid and swished it around in my mouth and sprayed it over my shoulder the mist hung up in the air There used to be a place where I could lay down my burden and I was on my way there Those salty tears running down my face they wash away but I still remember the taste Goddamn it all, I just don't care You can take me like I am, or drop me off at a station somewhere Had you been there when we fled out of town you would not have been redeemed You would've found yourself all alone on the highway and it's nothing like what you dreamed You're made out of what you were given think whatever you like But don't come back home with your eyes on your shoes feeling sorry for the rest of your life
12.
Turpentine 03:05
It's time to face it It's time to rot Where's the turpentine? That's what I thought The slime it grows down in our guts from poisonous lies candy coated nuts Oh dear God Can't you burn it all down? Till the wicked have been purged and the crust is golden brown It's time to get down It's time to get out Raise your voice if you don't know what you're talking about A voodoo potion what the country needs hallucinogens dandelion seeds
13.
Before the break of day before the glimmer of the early sun hold on tight, we're gonna be together when it comes If the jury will grant it if the fates can agree to the sum I want to feel your arms around me when it comes We built a castle darling a little home where the work was never done Let us meet there again in a dream when it comes Take this promise from me with a gentle grip between your fingers and your thumbs I'll keep loving you beyond the heavens when it comes
14.
Wake up, assholes It's 4:33 You people need to hear it You're gonna hear it from me I'll go anywhere See me swinging my fists Shouting down the alleys On a night like this Sleep with me In the grass behind the fence We'll go somewhere tomorrow The future is intense I got here early Sat down beside a tree To watch what's coming To see what will be credits
15.
When I reach out to a good friend "Can you help me again? "I don't know what I was thinking "Where my mind must have went "I'm sorry to wake you "How soon can you come? "Bring some cash and a bandage "And don't tell anyone" He said "You're driving me so hard, "You're gonna burn out the clutch" It's nice to be needed, but not needed too much It's cold and it's silent As the daylight appears I whisper "Rise and shine, darling," Bad music to her ears "Can I stay another night? "Please believe in me still "Let me drive you to work "And borrow your car, if you will" She said "You drain the blood "From everything that you touch" It's nice to be needed, but not needed too much I could've used a hand But who am I to judge?
16.
I gotta laugh while I'm cryin' to keep from just cryin' I gotta get out of this hole but I'm dyin' I took the keys and I followed that dream straight to the bottom of a ditch I have no regrets that I know of yet or is it laurels? I can't remember which Twenty five degrees, I got a blanket on my knees and I'm keepin' as cool as I can The whole town is frozen, our places have been chosen and I'm sleepin' in the van
17.
There's been a lot of wrecks in my life Don't take it from me you can ask my wife We got a guy at the body shop we got an open account we got a bucket of paint we're not fucking around There's been a few dudes decide to leave this band Airbags and whiplash they didn't like the demands Some of them flipped the table others tipped their hats We just pound out the dents check the oil, dollar gas We're called Collisionville and not some other name After all of that wreckage to deny it would be such a shame Now who's got the keys? And can we keep it all together? We start the van and we wreck the weather There's been a lot of nights that I couldn't sleep I lie in bed and instead of counting sheep I picture all of those fenders crushed into a ball They never made it home nobody missed them at all We're called Collisionville the axel is bent Just tow our husk to the junkyard tell 'em that's where we went Just siphon the gas and let us rust out in the sun We're just singing to the salvage we're not hurting anyone

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Collisionville is releasing their fourth album, Stones, Keys, Flat Ninths, & Salvage, on Friday, October 19, 2018. It’s a double-LP set, with 18 tracks total, their most ambitious project to date. It picks up where their previous album (The Revenge of Two-Gun Pete, 2013) left off, with a reckless combination of punk, country, jazz, and blues.

Side 1 (or side Stones, as we call it) provides a blueprint for every side of the album, with the twang-infused punk fury of “Walkin’ Without the Lord,” the distinctive plectrum banjo of “Paint by the Numbers” (this is not a sound you’re going to hear on any other punk rock records anytime soon), and the Fred McDowell-inspired bottleneck guitar of “Somebody’s Free.”

Themes that recur throughout the record are also introduced in these songs: people abandoning their responsibilities, sleeping in their cars, and venturing out with no direction. That theme continues and develops through “Signifiers,” “I’m the Only One,” “Tearjerker,” and “Progressive Anthem for Kid Rock to Sing” (that last title is a tip of the hat to the Minutemen).

Everything draws to a close in “We’re Called Collisionville,” the last song on side Salvage. A story of the band, a mission statement, and a lullaby to keep you awake. Lift the needle and go back to side Stones, if you can’t get to sleep. Or maybe go for a drive? You can always find somewhere to pull over for a nap.

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Notes for those who downloaded the previously released EPs that make up the first 3 sides of this album: the only difference between these files and those is the mastering. The previous releases were quickly mastered by Ben Adrian and Ron Guensche just to make the overall volume levels suitable. The files here for the full release were painstakingly mastered by JJ Golden at Golden Mastering, for both digital and vinyl releases. Also, there is a different vocal on “Nuclear Fountain Pen” from side Keys.

One last note: the vinyl edition contains a bonus track unavailable anywhere else: our version of Robert Johnson’s “They’re Red Hot.”

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released October 19, 2018

Side Stones

1. Walkin’ Without the Lord

Stephen Pride: guitars, vocal
Conor Thompson: bass, yelling
Cory Snavely: drums, yelling

2. Paint by the Numbers

Stephen: banjo, guitar, vocal
Conor: upright bass, vocal
Cory: drums
Matt Campana: guitar, vocal

3. Las Vegas, New Mexico

Stephen: guitar, vocal
Conor: bass
Cory: drums

4. Somebody’s Free

Stephen: guitar, vocal
Conor: bass, vocal
Cory: drums


Side Keys

1. Signifiers

Stephen: guitars, vocal
Conor: bass
Cory: drums
Jeremy Hainline: guitar

2. Forgotten Time Zone Blues

Stephen: guitars, vocal
Conor: bass
Cory: drums

3. Shake It and Break It

Stephen: banjo, vocal
Conor: upright bass
Cory: drums, percussion
Matt Campana: guitar
Indofunk Satish: trumpet

4. Your Sister’s Man

Stephen: guitar, vocal, harmonica
Conor: bass
Cory: drums

5. Nuclear Fountain Pen

Stephen: guitar, vocal, harmonica
Conor: bass
Cory: drums, percussion


Side Flat Ninths

1. I’m the Only One

Stephen: guitar, pedal steel, vocal
Conor: bass, vocal
Cory: drums

2. Tearjerker

Stephen: banjo, resonator guitar, fiddle, vocal
Conor: upright bass, vocal
Cory: drums, percussion
Matt Campana: guitar, vocal

3. Turpentine

Stephen: guitar, vocal
Conor: bass
Cory: drums
Shifra Pride Raffel: theremin

4. When It Comes

Stephen: guitar, pedal steel, vocal
Conor: upright bass
Cory: drums, percussion
Shifra Pride Raffel: vocal
Willa Mamet: vocal


Side Salvage:

1. Progressive Anthem for Kid Rock to Sing

Stephen: guitar, vocal
Conor: bass, vocal
Cory: drums, vocal

2. It’s Nice to Be Needed (But Not Needed too Much)

Stephen: guitar, pedal steel, vocal
Conor: bass
Cory: drums
Josh Wirtschafter: violin

3. I Gotta Laugh While I’m Cryin’ (To Keep From Just Cryin’)

Stephen: guitar, vocal
Conor: bass, tambourine
Cory: drums

4. They’re Red Hot [VINYL ONLY BONUS TRACK]

Stephen: banjo, guitar, vocal
Conor: upright bass, vocal
Cory: drums, percussion
Matt Campana: ukulele, vocal

5. We’re Called Collisionville

Stephen: guitar, pedal steel, banjo, harmonica, vocal
Conor: bass, vocal
Cory: drums

Basics tracked by Ron Guensche at New Future Vintage in Oakland, CA
Overdubs tracked by Stephen at Antisleep Audio in Oakland and House of Collision in Berkeley

Side Stones mixed by Greg Thompson at Injured Ear Productions in Rochester, NY
Side Keys, plus “I’m the Only One” and “Turpentine” mixed by Ben Adrian at Moustache Manor in Echo Park, Los Angeles
Side Salvage, plus “Tearjerker” and “When It Comes” mixed by Ron Guensche at New Future Vintage
Mastered by JJ Golden at Golden Mastering in Ventura, CA

Words by Stephen, music by Collisionville on all tracks except “Shake It and Break It,” trad., arr. Collisionville, and “They’re Red Hot,” by Robert Johnson, arr. Collisionville

Front cover by Aron Harris. Rear cover, inner gatefold, and center labels by Eric Oppitz

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"Northern California's Collisionville fuses a loud, post-punk sound with down-home Americana to create sardonically sincere songs that are well put together and streaked with the humor that eludes more self-serious bands." Eliot Van Buskirk, Wired Magazine ... more

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