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Good Job

by Anthony Savino

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1.
Like New 03:00
pack our meals in little tins, bring them to the old clearing where the sky is darkening, where the moon is gone through our common excitement, commune with constellations like we had experience, like we were family once night was getting darker, sky was growing deeper ground becoming steeper until we fell in on the lamps above, they know the tune every star that was shines like new pack our bags for little trips, back and forth by hop and skip round the world in eighty clicks, round here I get bored wasn't there a telescope, saw maia and celaeno for the first time right up close from your sister's porch light, however scattered, changes into matter when there is a pattern that the eye perceives just a glance above is enough proof every star that was shines like new there's no way to escape it every mountain casts a shadow as it elevates our view there's a chance if what they say is true every star that was shines like new
2.
back in the olden days the stars would have shown the way follow the leader, grass always greener up on the east side hills they take just as many pills their streets are just cleaner, grass always greener break a limit make a living take a little god is busy, she won't care when we are dead and gone the future will take so long no time for dreamers, grass always greener break a limit make a living take a listen for a god who isn't there back in the olden days the stars were the only way now what have we learned, grass always greener
3.
Pictures 03:22
I was living on the wrong side of the river I was living on the road I never call back, I know I was reading old news on the R Line I forgot my phone reliving the past gets old million dreams littering little screens hard to feel anything but the feeling that the hounds have us for breakfast or the feeling that we're doomed the feeling we've lost, the feeling we're out of room there's a canine in the window on the corner there's another on the loose we're all gonna have to choose love to sleep somewhere green by the sea plant a tree, grow some wings but I'll keep counting sheep on the screen autumn leaves, silent spring
4.
Imitate Life 03:02
the first line is free, the catch is I always forget it hard to believe we used to be so connected sponsored ads and half-friends everywhere I scroll college kids and has-beens haunt the Wonder Bowl what if I wrote everything out as it happened footnote for note, imitate life, camera, action bars of garbage lyrics slipped through cellphone cracks someone call a critic, cut me if I slack working for a living, living for a dream dreams are unforgiving single-player schemes
5.
Good Job 02:58
said the foreman to the hand, it's my role to understand it's yours to watch the clock and pull the knob then he turned on his heel, walked the rows of pounding steel beneath his breath said, I feel I've done a good job my great-great-grandfather Ike didn't want to go on strike but conditions at the mill were miserable when he fanned the union flame, got a pink slip in his name he never was the same without a job knew a guy who worked next door, he ain't working there no more no one told him about the oil on the hob and it spilled all down his knees, cooked his legs a few degrees workman's comp and legal weed do a good job best be grateful for the grind, forty hours hard to find if you ain't exhausted you must be a slob when a paycheck's only meant for gas, electric, food, and rent spend your last two cents resenting a good job if I could write songs all day, I swear, I'd have a million plays and a McMansion for some street kid to rob as I'm tied up on the floor and they drag duffels out the door I'll say "take a little more, and hey, good job" I would rather not get paid than be drinking the kool-aid I would sooner join the circus or the mob than another nickel throw at failed distraction from sorrow a life whose only hope is a good job if the dollars that I owed could a field of flowers grow every seedling become rose would sing "good job"
6.
7.
North 02:57
calling strangers family, calling this cinder block a home I know these walls can't protect me if they drop the bomb calling mostly family from an ancient phone weed is worth the waitlist, liquor's worth the loan friends get into school further up north where the green line stumbles through the night saw the seasons change from the back of a silent commuter train the windowpane was cold got a text about a bonfire, old friends spread out on a lawn now the party's over, now the friends are gone married now, I guess, further up north where the taxis dance through the lights nothing to save, last dollar went out to the MBTA Boston's getting cold
8.
blue summer, new suburbs, silent streets at dawn a tame, immaculate lawn, shades drawn huge bathrooms, new vacuum, spotless SUV one-size american dream I'm free and bored and rich on someone else’s dime I see the stores and silver circles fill my eyes hey buddy, no money has ever rolled downhill he cuffed my hand to the till and said it will head's heavy, bag's empty, and no one knows my name I play it safe but I hate the game and I can't afford to live on someone else's dime but I can't ignore the silver circles when they shine now streaming: crowds screaming for everyone to hear big wigs will cover their ears, three cheers too often I soften the edges of my drive to keep my spirits alive as I dive in for a wish on someone else's dime when I'm ashore put silver circles on my eyes
9.
Kels 02:38
Kelsie you got on that train with a warm-blooded city in mind what did you find Kelsie, did you paint your room Sacramento Green or Cambridge Blue in that city you ran off to I sure hope they are kinder to you there I always cared I just didn't know how to show it I always cared I was just scared that I would blow it Kelsie, you're an empty chair in the breakfast nook I could wait there well into the evening til in a dream you reappear to me Kelsie, you were self-assured you gave the sign and you kept your word I should have flown off with you I should have thrown my caution to the wind got my headphones in little white wires keep the conversations away where do I begin when the only constant is change this state I'm in I could use a talking with an old friend who knows what it's like to be rounding the bend hearing your voice I'd be lifted again I'm drawing circles on the back of my hand oh Kelsie
10.
Thick Line 02:46
it's not like he wouldn't survive he could still get a job at a chain restaurant and make all of his payments on time crack off-color jokes with his close-minded friends it's not like he wouldn't be fine the weather is fair for educated white men who violate rights and deny any fault through crocodile tears on the stand so they gave him the seat after all after stalling a week to let the fury die down no surprise what will be his first call try to dictate to women what their bodies are for it's a thick line and it's thicker than ever this time we throw baseballs and apple pies across the street drop the flag at my feet while the president sleeps under six feet of gold the circling drones the devil below keep watch on the smiling man in the robe
11.
Work Harder 02:05
okay, I should have worked harder after waking up at five, working outside with no break lifting tents half my weight, with swimming pools for shoes getting kisses from mosquitoes and attitude from well-to-do fathers of two after the nine-hour work day I should have sat down at the bench found a pleasant melody and lyrics that make sense rewrite and rewrite and rewrite I'll get back to it later maybe while I'm filling at the roastery I should step aside, post my demos online, ask people what they like calculate responses, make a presentation that is optimistic, sentimental, a paid vacation get back to my desk to see the order isn't filled get on bad terms with the boss get on with it, I know the drill after a summer working full-time to pay my student loans this dropout should have just walked home cooked dinner, done the dishes kiss the girlfriend, walk the dog then stay up til three crossing lines out of notebooks for eternity cross the country to hear "that's not what we need"

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LIKE NEW music video: youtu.be/huFy9imnZ9Y
GOOD JOB music video: youtu.be/XRwvcjV8oZk

We spent three weeks in a basement in Portland, OR making this album. The leaves were turning and the wind was gentle. I was grieving a loss and would walk uphill to Mt. Tabor Park to quiet my thoughts. One day, I wrote two songs for the album at the coffee shop down the street. Every Sunday, I ate tamales at the nearby farmers' market. We drank a lot of coffee and stayed up pretty late, breaking a noise curfew several times. We squeezed in some board games and Nintendo when we were stressed, and we were usually stressed. But, we had some good friends and amazing musicians come through who gave the songs their all. Now it's yours.
-Anthony

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released December 8, 2019

VOCALS: Anthony Savino (1-11), A Walker Spring (1-4, 7-9) | GUITARS: Blunt Mechanic (7), Meyer Brown (9), Anthony Savino (1-11) | KEYBOARD: Danny Aley (1-4, 6-10), Anthony Savino (4) | BASS: Blunt Mechanic (1, 3, 8, 9), Pony (2, 4, 6, 7, 10) | DRUMS: E. Gutt (1, 3, 6, 8, 9), Cheo Larcombe (2, 7, 10), A Walker Spring (4) | PERCUSSION: Cheo Larcombe (3,7), Sara Payton (2) | All songs by Anthony Savino except "Pictures", "North", "Kels" and "Thick Line" by Anthony Savino and Blunt Mechanic, and "I'm Going to Go Back There Someday" by Kenny Ascher and Paul Willams, published by Fuzzy Muppet. | Produced by Blunt Mechanic, Recorded at 8-4 by Blunt Mechanic and Jeremy Romagna, Mastered by Kim Rosen at Knack Mastering | Cover photo by Michelle Cheng, additional photography by Nicholas Anania | Design and layout by Tyler DiPaola | Thank you: Ben and Ashley, Doc and Mason, MARBLE, Emily, Amanda, Jeremy, Matt Wright, Cheo, Pony, Danny, Meyer, Sara, Josh R, Jess, Jenna, Chris, Jayme and Gary, Selkie, Mixteca Catering, Dice Masters, Mt. Tabor Park, and Grampy

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