For those of you who want the genuine article. This is the same CD that was available on CD Baby and at Marc's shows. It's now here at Bandcamp. (1) disc in Digipack. Booklet includes photos, credits, and lyrics. You receive automatically receive a digital download with purchase.
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Gather round and I'll tell you a story. It's not the whole story, but it's a good look at some of it, "in medias res" as the Latin folks say. I will tell you I remember sitting at the Novel Cafe in Ocean Park scribbling this down in my little leather book and thinking, "I can never play it. Not out loud." But the artist in me outweighed the rational humanoid and of course I played it anyway, against my better judgement. Played it and recorded it and as it turns out the world didn't end.
The second-to last song written for Danger Show, finished just in time to track drums with the others. Those drums were played by Justin Siegel. I handled the hand percussion with Brian Moskin's help. Steve McDonald played electric and Dave Delhomme played B3 organ. Daniel Damico played upright piano and Frogs played bass. That's Kelli Noftle in the end, of course.
The handclaps in the outro were a snap because all I had to do was lean out my window and call down to the patio, where my kid brother Clay was having a party, "Hey! Who wants to be on a rock'n'roll record?" As it turned out, that was Rachelle Tabin, Mark Bossellman, my brother Clay Cogman and his wife Ashley (though she was just his girlfriend back then.) Justin Siegel and Kelli and I clapped along as well. The acoustic guitars and lead vocals were done at Archon in Sherman Oaks, and the organ was done at Dave's House. Most of the hand percussion took place in the Fun-N-Only Room, but all the rest was at subSPOT in Venice, throughout the fall of 2006.
lyrics
I came west from Boston, Mass., another punk you met in class. We spun our stories one by one, bragged about the drugs we’d done. And real people do exist, they just don’t live in Los Angeles. But then you hear someone sing, and it just changes everything.
So we load our words like gattling guns and fire off the rounds for fun, but now and then you hit someone and cause a fatal wound. It came to pass: you hit me square, but I was equally prepared to hit you back and so we shared a dangerous month or two. Sometimes you really ought to turn and run and but still you stay.
Well I know exactly where we were when I started thinking you were the cure. It may have cost some mystery, but you showed me your history – there were shoeboxes full of photographs, and notes you passed in English class, folded like envelopes with tabs that opened when I pulled, and all your teenage poems spilled out, cursive soft and crimson loud, they stained my fingers reddish brown where they touched the words.
Well, a burden’s lighter when it’s shared, so it’s no surprise that you got scared when the weight came tumbling down on you – there wasn’t much that you could do. You tried like hell to keep away, and I tried like hell to make you stay. Neither of us got our way, it sort of changed from day to day. Sometimes I’d think I’d won the fight, but your conscience kept you up at night so I kept these things to myself, hoping maybe that would help. Sometimes you try to bottle something up and it just explodes.
Well, you finally struck out on your own, moved into another home – I took the tour and now I know: there isn’t room for me. And I guess I never aimed too high, trying to be your consolation prize, but I’m happy just to know I tried to make you see. But I never say just what I mean, I never keep my language clean, I never ever flee the scene of where I commit the crime. Sometimes the hardest thing to say out loud is easy to sing. What if I love you? What if I love you? Would it ruin everything?
credits
from Welcome to the Danger Show,
released March 27, 2007
Marc M Cogman - acoustic guitar, lead vocals & percussion
Kellianne Noftle - backing vocals
Justin Siegel - drums
Frogs - electric bass
Daniel Damico - piano
Steve McDonald - electric guitar
David Gielan - backing vocals
Drunken Handclaps by: Clay Cogman, Ashley Rushford, Rachelle Tabin, Mark Bosselman, Kellianne Noftle, Justin Siegel, and Marc M Cogman
Produced by Marc M Cogman
Recorded at subSpot (Venice, CA), Archon (Sherman Oaks, CA), Delhomme's House (Mar Vista, CA), and The Fun-N-Only Room (Mar Vista, CA)
Mixed by J.D. Andrew at YeRusto! (Santa Monica, CA)
Mastered by Brian "Big Bass" Gardner at Bernie Grundman Sound
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