Thirteen Stories

by Robert Deeble

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    • Earthside Down (cd)

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    • Boots of Spanish Leather 7" (download)

    • Veni Emmanuel (download)

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    • The Motorcycle EP (download).

    • Letters From an Expatriate EP (download).

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1.
He was the boy with the California sun that followed him down by the curls of his crown wherever he walked the sun warmed the ground and the sky pulled back the folds of her gown Once or twice seems coincidental but three times forms the cause so we asked him to stay to warm all our thoughts and shed winter coats for lazy lovely days It was never his fault the boy with sun he was just one with the wonder of it all And the sun shown on all dark corners Breaking closets free with all of our skeletons crawling out for heat He was the boy with the california sun that walked to the pier by the point of a gun And the sea took him in and swallowed him whole and the sky rolled back like a scroll It was never his fault the boy with sun he was just one with the wonder of it all Music and Lyrics p&© Robert Deeble
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This is my letter to the world that left no forwarding address all the secrets of a girl whose tongue would not confess save for the power of the pen Emily Dickinson took the boat for england lost her husband. took a child. thick lipped. yet delicate. she sailed away for new york Brownstone apartment. fire escape. a view of harlem from the stairs. The sting of wind against the skin the call of vendors in the air and all the downcast and downtrodden (who gather there) The white horse tavern took her in poured her absinthe and a shot of gin (lucky worked the bar on mondays, he said hello). She met a man who made her smile he made her laugh. it drove him wild. and when he turned to pay the tab he lost her to a taxi cab (E. D.) took the bus from new york bound her memoirs of the sea thick lipped. yet delicate. she drove to california
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Warm is your breath. mysterious all my faith and fear beneath your silent shroud you draw me near ... like a child Voice undistinguished between — joy and sorrow the warmth of love. you call my name in the strongholds of peace break me to tears before the kindest maker
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03:08
Blue you make me smile when your mood lies down here for awhile could you afford a major chord to make us all smile? Moon shine down let your blue light hue touch the ground do you mind keeping time here with my sound?
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04:04
The days spread out like the miles between us A light goes out on the dash board horizon Midnight calls from old pool halls where you talk over shout these are the days jack never wrote about Nashville ain't the place to play on a sunday... how was I to know with the agent from ohio and me, I’m from l.a. where nothing is sacred Busted and broke stuck drinking coca cola for stout these are the days jack never warned about Followed eighteen wheels west until — the day ends one gave their blind spot for the wind Pull in between the giants that dream of cargo en route these are the days jack never wrote about
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Don't wake, it's late - you work too hard. And all that I wanted to tell you lies shrouded... Misspent in ventures far too grand, like best laid plans that fail to the weight of intentions. As youth, and its glorious engine, stalls by the fuel of its dreams. *** Like a bird that falls from the wire, falls as she sings like a beautiful liar. I was the house troubled by fire, you were the priceless thing - in the attic of desire.
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05:50
Stay, don’t go, grace is a lover undressing the soul. And I’ll wait here for her tomorrow where sunlight hides behind the moon. I long to confess with her hands to my chest all my sorrows fall into you. God, you feel like an eclipse, where I get so in-ar-tic-u-late, and the words just cling to my lips, I guess that makes two of us? Does that makes two of us? Faith, into hope, love lies down between them both. And I’ll wait here for her tomorrow where sunlight hides behind the moon. I long to confess with your mouth to my lips my transgressions fall into you. God, you feel like an eclipse, where I get so in-ar-tic-u-late, and the words cling to my lips. Does that makes two of us? Does that makes two of us?
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It's ok Joe you'll get it right the next time around don’t let it bring you down… so you shot the rocket ship a little left of mars calculating inches to the nearest star. Don't forget the glory days we beat the russians to the moon and not a second too soon not a second too soon… so we lost our crown to the information age with all the glam and glitter there for outer space…. It's ok… joe what's a million trillion dollars for? This one goes out to the hubble telescope… and all the mars lunar lander probes with the grounded shuttle fleets beneath cape canaveral's stars like all those laid off workers in the detroit bars (with their gm cars) It's ok… joe what's a million trillion dollars for?
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In the evening she kisses the earth as she kneels down to pray And her sorrows are all that are pure as silence becomes language He is a man bent on his rage with the passion that burns him too close to the skin A flame that ignites to a brilliant mistake and his conscience is all that is left there without stain I am Alyosha in a room full of souls give me your sorrow i’ll give you my hope faith, love, longing and joy and i'll be your angel with with the face of a boy The sins of the father run blood red with wine "Grushenka my darling" the old man still cries Brother you murdered your soul with your mind dissect all the parts to the whole where the whole leaves you blind And I am Alyosha in a room full of souls give me your sorrow i will give you my joy there is not one that heaven can't hold and i'll be your angel in earth colored clothes Who by fate or fire's dim light took from Karamazov the end of his life? There by the rope hangs the end of his curse the son of a sensualist by idiot's birth
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credits

released January 1, 2004

Robert Deeble - guitars/piano/vocals
Matt Claterbuck - bass/vocals
Lili De La Mora - wurlitzer/vocals
Pete Deeble - drums
Produced by Matt Wignal at Tackyland/Long Beach Ca.

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Robert Deeble Seattle, Washington

"Beautiful music for the sake of beautiful music" Seattle Weekly


"Deeble's authentic lyrics, along with stunning instrumental arrangements, make this album one of his strongest"
Performer Mag


"Few of his albums are more intimately honest than Heart like Feathers..." Stereo Inversion


"I'm not sure I'd want to start rowing toward a deserted island without it." BLURT (9 out of 10 Stars)
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