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Bluebird

by Bruce Hughes

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1.
Lie to Me 03:29
Heard the ring of the telephone Should’ve acted like I wasn’t at home Never shoulda answered at all Never shoulda cared then I wouldn'tve fallen But that’s the way that the story goes Man it’s a drag when everybody knows but you Whats a bitch like me supposed to do when he falls in love with a bitch like you I must admit it comes as no surprise I heard your voice and I saw your eyes Last time you looked right at me like I wasn’t there and all the time we had together didn’t matter cuz you didn’t care no more Don’t lie to me, lie to me never say good bye to me I’ll keep pretendin that you still love me like you did If happiness is livin in darkness then turn out the light And I’m happy And now I see you with a different face Experience has taught me that it’s not a race to see Who finishes fast or first or who can last Instead I see everything has come to pass for reasons difficult to understand Until seen in the context of a greater plan So I open my hand again let the wind blow away the grains of sand so I can put another hand in mine again Don’t lie to me lie to me baby just say goodbye to me Lets stop pretendin that this love is still alive If happiness is living in darkness I’m bathed in light And I’m happy
2.
WOB 02:42
Brand new southern evening sky single shining star Week Old Baby snuggling it’s lovin mothers arms In a world this wonderful absolutely beautiful Spinnin wildly out of control Who the hell you think you are Now you shoot me from your hip Never mind the mess Got my hungry fingertips underneath your dress Yes is so incredible absolutely beautiful I’m completely lost in this whole mad idea Of happiness Weak old baby in it’s lovin mothers arms There’s one thing that I know Everything was perfect the day I was born Spend my whole life tryin to get back there Chaos it surrounds me now Everything’s bizarre I’m a weak old baby who’s my lovin mother? You are girl so wonderful Absolutely beautiful Spinnin wildly outa control Who the hell you think you are Weak old baby in it’s lovin mothers arms You’re gonna cry like a weak old baby
3.
Single Word 05:03
Found the lost letter for worse or for better Never forget her no matter what you do He didn’t want to think they were all thru How could it be true the right thing to do Ship was grounded all fears well founded Everything sounded distorted confused There was one last ton of rope to make fast Before all hope that was past would be lost into the blue They sailed upon a great sea all stormy and wavy And when the sun finally broke free from heaven above Smiles and then laughter followed soon thereafter Gift and a craft her & him together they were love Everyone cheered and sang songs for the children The clouds were all pregnant with teardrops and gold And doubt & suspicion just didn’t exist and They fell back to Dreamland and finally felt at home Instruments of passion universe expansion Broken heart condition impossible ART GUN MONEY GIRL CRUSH CHEAP HAPPY HIGH NEW TOUCH EMPTY SEA SHUT TIGHT GOLD MIND SOFT EDGE WEATHER STRETCH CRUEL TWIST COLD WET FLOWER POCKET DUST FLAG GIMME POWDER SCREW FLY CLOUD BURST POWER LESS PERFECT NEVER FULL TIME GOD SOUND MOVIE CHILD UNDER BELLY ONE TWO WEST SIDE OUTER MANIC OVER RATED BACKED UP MIX DOWN RAZOR BULLET NEVER GONNA SAD AIN’T IT SINGLE WORD
4.
As far as I can see there ain’t nothin out here x2 Nothin left to fear nowhere to get left behind No where to lose your mind nothin lost to find Standin in an empty field magnetic waves all out of place no expression on a face that doesn’t even exist I can’t resist emptiness filled with the breath of angels sister mercy my eyes are open I can’t see anything Did ya ever feel this way? did you ever feel? Something I forgot to ask when I saw you last When you go away will you think of me x2 Will you come back will you come back to me baby As far as I can see there ain’t nothin out here I haven’t seen before but I got to know for sure Will you love me when you come back When you come back cuz there ain’t nothin out here As far as I can see there ain’t nothin out here Soul is out of reach all I know is empty sky Once the day breaks open wide never know what you’ll find Never knew that I could be blood pouring thru elastic vein tenderness or hollow pain My name is emptiness I can’t resist the breath of angels sister mercy my eyes are open I can’t feel anything What’s it gonna feel like? When you gonna feel like what we got is real? What you gonna feel? You know there ain’t nothin out here for me baby
5.
Sleepy 04:36
It’s all cloudy but I can still see Your face in the moon I’m not asking to be released from Your gravitational pull But here we are exploding stars Shining brighter than yesterday Im so tired Im so sleepy hanging on barely For dear life think I’m sinking Down I go below the tide Say goodnight but not goodbye Brighter than tomorrow And when the sun is on the horizon I can see your face across the sea Across the sky I know that you are closer So much closer now Memory so much clearer now I’ve lost my way Suddenly I remember every word you said But here we are exploding stars Shining brighter than yesterday And when the sun is on the horizon I can see your face across the sea Across the sky I know that you are closer So much closer now I’m not tired I’m not sleepy now
6.
Stax 02:46
STAX O STAX IN YOUR BELL BOTTOM SLACKS YOU’RE SO 60S RADICAL BLACK CHILD AIN’T NO HOLDING YOU BACK CHILD WHAT YOU GOT IN THE SACK CHILD MAYBE A HEART ATTACK GOT SOME TRAX ON WAX IF YOU WANNA COME BACK WE COULD RELAX AND TURN THE FONES ON MAX CHILD I’LL BE WOLFMAN JACK CHILD YOU CAN ACT ALL FLEETWOOD MAC CHILD IN YOUR SCARVES AND YA PONTIAC I’M SORRY IF I’M BLOWIN YER MIND I DIDN’T THINK THAT WE WAS WASTIN NO TIME I’M SORRY IF I’M BLOWIN YER MIND JUST LOOK ME IN THE EYE ITS EASY BABY I DON’T MIND I DON’T MIND STAX AND STAX OF LATE BILLS THEY CAN TURN IT ALL OF CUZ I AM UNDER YOUR DEEP SPELL I DON’T MIND EATIN THOSE MEXICAN STRENGTH PILLS JUST AS LONG AS YOU KEEP GIVIN ME YOUR SWEET SUNSHINE AND CHEAP THRILLS YER SO LAID BACK YOU FORGOT TO UNPACK YOU’RE A TRUE FREAK OF THE ZODIAC AFRODESIAC CHILD YOU GOT THE BUMPER JACK A DOZEN BIG MACS CHILD YOU’RE ALL SIMILAC I’M SORRY IF I’M BLOWIN YER MIND I DIDN’T THINK THAT WE WAS WASTIN NO TIME I’M SORRY IF I’M BLOWIN YER MIND JUST LOOK ME IN THE EYE ITS EASY BABY I DON’T MIND I DON’T MIND
7.
Halo 04:59
Keep your head down and shuffle your feet Got your green gray army fatigue yeah got your death tag necktie got your crazy comb hate hair got your handout waitin for a handout got your zipbag dryin out in gastown got your mind made up that this ain’t enough better rise up if you want it better rise up look around everything is broke I can’t fix it it’s always now and then when is now for me look around my halo’s broken can you fix it change all I need is a little bit of change could you help a brother out I need some money for drugs I need somebody to love Nickel and a dime boy that ain’t enough To save Bueller See I’m telling you true my workin days are through This ain’t no substitute look around Everything is broke I can’t fix it Keep my head down and shuffle my feet When I’m walkin down easy street Got my handout waitin for a handout Got my gray green army fatigue got my crazy comb hate hair I’m gonna rise up Look around everything is broken My halo’s broken Look around everything is broken My halo’s broken I can’t I can’t can you fix it change could you help a brother out change all I need is a little bit of change can you help me out
8.
Bluebird 03:42
overcast skies and streets of gray filled my days runnin from point to point lookin for anything that was goin my way all alone washed out to sea I was runnin underground seen jesus in a magazine standin on water when I kept fallin down picture perfect was not for me though my style was full of grace I remember 1973 and I remembered outer space and down past the alley bout a switchblade mile & a half you jumped me took me back to the place where I was born to the sound of a broken horn in the front seat of your eldorado cadillac let’s fly let’s fly let’s get on by sweet n lowdown oh my sugar pie even the devil sometimes has to take a rest come fly with me be my bluebird of happiness a little secret fell out of your mouth and landed in my hair I must‘ve been pretty far south to think that I could get out of there with my faith intact and my gunnysack all filled up to the brim with smoke and steam and dirty dreams and pornographic hymns now looky here my chandelier’s all caught up in your noose and wasn’t it this time last year that all the stars came loose and not a single one of our crew could make the the front page news where it ends and begins again I guess it all depends on your point of view let’s fly let’s fly let’s get on by sweet n lowdown oh my sugar pie even the devil sometimes has to take a rest come fly with me be my bluebird of happiness let’s fly let’s fly let’s get on by sweet n lowdown oh my sugar pie hey come down to me don’t do me like the rest come on be my bluebird of happiness let’s fly
9.
Did you know before the second act That the curtain was about to fall Or was it simply circumstance A chance to slip right through the velvet black And out the back and over the wall Your golden voice such a damn fine actress Thought you had the world on a string You missed the perfect opportunity to say you’re sorry I’m waiting to hear you say I’m sorry for everything that didn’t happen through the judas and the looking glass now I see the one who caused it all my secret’s safe I’m a total disaster misery is a pretty thing I missed every single opportunity to say I’m sorry It’s too late to hear me say I’m sorry for everything that didn’t happen
10.
Ten 05:22
A hundred stars all on trial for shinin in the dead of night a hundred thousand voices rejoice at the sight a hundred million years is nothin at the speed of light can’t you feel it ? can’t you feel it? 10 out of 10 get wicked again after a short period of rest and recuperation a dozen rings around the moon irridescent and intertwined a dozen planets around the sun all busy dyin a hundred million years is nothin in the grand design can’t you see it ? can’t you see it? a hundred percent of all punishment is lost in the negotiation a hundred percent of all women and men are guilty by association a single blade of grass twists and bends in thewind a hundred grains of sand squeezed tight in the palm of your hand a hundred million years feels like a feather when it touches your skin can’t you feel it? can’t you feel it? 10 outa 10 will do it again after a short period of rest and recuperation there’s a method often lost and forgotten never soften like fruit that’s rotten make you feel like a million yen like a kid again like 10 outa 10

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Debut solo record - 2006
Shimmery bedroom pop wrapped around a throbbing spine of soul.
Songs about regrets lasting longer than promises, ghosts of love that lift you up, shake you down, sneak up on you in the dead of night and call your name.

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released April 1, 2006

Written, arranged, produced, performed, recorded and mistreated
by Bruce Hughes in tour buses and hotel rooms and
at H.I.T.Ghetto May - July 2005
Additional recording by John Harvey and Mary Podio -
Top Hat Studios Austin Texas
Vocals & esoterica recorded by Mike Napolitano -
Nappy’s Dugout - Marigny NOLa

Chip Vayenas - drums - 2,4,5,6,7,8
David Boyle - wurly - 6,9 and B3 - 1,7
Brint Anderson - slide guitar - 6
Ani Difranco - vocals - 5
Ben Ellman - saxes - 2
Fernando Castillo - trumpet - 2
Nappy - guitar - 2
mixed by Mike Napolitano at Nappys Dugout, Marigny NOLa
before and after Katrina
mastered by Matt Shultz
artwork by Michael Sieben
layout by Matt Eskey for Freedom Records

all songs © Lonescar Music (ASCAP)

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Bruce Hughes - Austin, Texas native - bassist, singer, songwriter, guitarist, and producer, making records and music that moves.

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