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Honey Shake Me

by Brewster

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1.
Walking in the tail end of the night under cover of the mourning loon It’s morning soon I can’t overlook that fatal call to roam any longer, from your point of view, that I was born into: “If you’re gonna leave, then just leave already” It’s not like you can help I’m just fed up with myself for not knowing you the way I ought to I’m a sculptor in debris I’m forcing this into some form of you that I can hold on to If you’re gonna leave, then just leave already I can’t stand to see your dull reaction when we’re slow dancing in the living room like we always do Catch a glimpse of you reflected off the window and I stumble into your silhouette, grab for whatever’s left If you’re gonna leave, then just leave already I don’t mean it’s your fault, I can’t keep up with this waltz, I just dance this way Me and my somersaults I’m gonna leave cause you’re gonna leave me I’m gonna leave, I’ve been here already
2.
You were fixing your makeup and driving in the desert on god’s highway when you heard Summerteeth for the first time playing back from the stock tape deck You were only a kid then, honey No one told us the secret yet You threw our cash at the rest stop bar keep and fell asleep on a motel cot By the time that we pass by Tucson you told me you never really liked my face But I’ve been hauling your backload, baby A caravan and a year erased I’m the only rascal you walk through your timeline A quarter tank and a long red light Am I hot for your touch? Maybe But, baby, we ain’t misbehaving So kiss me before we’re overblown I know it don’t mean nothing, but it’s better than driving alone When the waitress in Carson City showed us both where the rose is wild on a map on the back of a placemat, you got quiet and polite for a while. “You’re framing my past like it’s artwork, like it’s some kind of choice for you. But you can’t run with me out to the Badlands I’ve already reaped where they grew.” Is it too late for your touch? Maybe But, baby, we ain’t misbehaving We’re just talking over last call, I ain’t gunning for your bloodstream So kiss me now while we’re indisposed I know it don’t mean nothing, but it’s better than driving alone
3.
Realize knowing beauty echoes in the bedside table Rambles by a corner back street bar It’s stupid and ugly it’s all in It’s hiding in soft lighting downtown in second looks across these crowded rooms Do you still sigh at the Red River dive where I knew it in you? Midnight haunted parked cars with your sister and she’s lying there listening You’re wiping breath off windows with your palm and confessing that no one hears you, or sees you with their real eyes No one loves you without asking anymore Do you still sigh at the Red River dive where we smoked indoors? Honey, you realize since that night, you’ve been keeping score? Must have passed a test then Suddenly a faded photograph Always with me. Dressed up, whistling I’m not naive Opening night jitters, insisting that you walk home alone The rain’s wrapping the river’s red shore now and I’m anxious, I’m twitching A landmine and your twisted ankle leads you downstream An anchor lets you watch the river move, and I’m watching (I’m watching) you walk up, running up the stairs in the park in heels Making a wish on a pick at the fountain in Rome Do you still sigh at the Red River dive when you’re walking home? Honey, you realize since that night under beacon glow there’s a spit-stained block of the sidewalk where my weak spot shows? Must have passed a test then Suddenly a faded photograph Always with me. Dressed up, whistling I’m not naive
4.
Countryside 04:24
Sunrise in New Orleans Sunset in Memphis Cherry red Mercedes-Benz The body of Elvis In between, countryside wide as all hell His blood was motor oil, paxil and lead, purple mountains, Crown Royale when they found him dead back seat in a sleeping bag (fireworks pattern) All at once a sepia tone coats the plains like lacquer In between, countryside wide as all hell Buckled knees at the video store and mini-mall gravestones Might as well be where Elvis died in velvet suicide catacombs In between, countryside wide as all hell
5.
Best Western 03:43
It’s a thin line tonight between fake and able And I see her spill her drink a little as she sits up straight She says, “remember when one wrong move was fatal? Out in the corner of this lot with these Texas plates?” Either way, I know she’s not doing anything wrong She’s only trying to write a love song And if her longing makes me unstable, makes me think back on a time when I made mistakes, When I would come around back to clear the crumbs from your table, Sleep in the corner of the lot with the Texas plates And to this day, I know I didn’t do anything wrong I was only trying to write a love song There’s only ever been one way to keep my attention There’s only ever been one way to say “not like this” So I believe her when she says that it’s not her intention as she finishes a smoke we were supposed to split out in the corner of the lot of the Best Western We’re not doing anything wrong We’re only trying to listen to love songs
6.
Never split your smokes with me Never walk your way home on this street Never loan, never plead, never knock, never bleed Better get yourself (straight, Jack) (straightjacket) ‘round them bony lips and fold your napkin Better aim with the breeze Better nod when they leave You should have seen your face Black smoke rise out of Atlanta Last smoke tossed on the freeway And that Georgia wildfire, Georgia white hot iron burn Every great broken heart began to light up and spark Every neon sign flickered at once Every barkeep sighed and swept the dust Better look before it’s gone and we’re thrown out at dawn You should have seen your face Black smoke rise out of Atlanta Last smoke tossed on the freeway
7.
It’s the same thing every night: I’m awoken by a screaming light Then I sit up in the road, to see a figure running through the smoke It’s only headlights through the fog But that don’t make it untrue when the spinning wheels begin to whine when it drifts back into view I was bound to see headlights wrap the corner in my life Would you please keep your eyes on the road? There’s a poem in the passenger side of every black Chevy tonight Every handshake in this town Don’t make me turn this car around Nobody knows when the last time’s gonna be the last time Nobody likes giving goodbyes but I was bound to see headlights wrap the corner in my life I was bound to see headlights
8.
Don’t look now, honey child Settle down (You got to give it if you got it) How about we sit down for a while? (You got to give it if you got it) Is that alright? August heat, pleather seats (come on, now!) (You got to give it if you got it) Tennessee, New Jersey, anyhow (You got to give it if you got it) Is that alright? Say it now, honey child, say it loud (You got to give it if you got it) Tennessee, New Jersey, anyhow (You got to give it if you got it) Is that alright? You got to give it if you got it
9.
Pensacola road, with the Stones on the radio I will that back more than you know And you don’t make sense: “The sun set as you slept, and after endless turns, I’m still facing west.” Well, if you need something more than my company Honey, tell me A deal’s a deal And if you need someone more than you don’t Well, honey I won’t And I’ve only known careful love back at home That’s why I sat on the windshield and bought what you stole Every man’s got a contract: “Play with fire, you get burned” And every devil’s seen a sunset, There ain’t a lesson learned But if you’ve seen something different than me, honey shake me A deal’s a deal And if you need that now more than you don’t, Well, honey, I won’t Pensacola road, with the Stones on the radio I lay there sleeping when you had that feeling So we broke the terms Ain’t a lesson learned You saw me and I saw you, but baby we’ve been burned Now if you need something more than my company, honey, tell me if that’s how you feel and if you need me now more than you don’t well, honey, I won’t
10.
Did you forget when we were in the basement? That two freaks hung these string lights on the wall Did you forget why we were there at all? And in the basement, wipe off the ink you stuck your face in Dyed your hair black as heaven, and now you forget why you were there at all Near back kitchens, Spirit lights and gin gave you a thick skin You always stuck around while the band loaded out Then in your hotel, you cried yourself to sleep You’re an easy love to leave and it’s obvious Did you forget when we were in the basement? That we owe some favors and all these strangers will forget why were there at all

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The second album from Brewster

the only cosmic country band not afraid of heights

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released April 7, 2023

Written by Mark Bucci
All instruments and vocals performed by Mark Bucci except
Drums by Tom Devinko
Piano and Rhodes by Chuck Bucci
Pedal Steel by Tim Kelly
Lead Guitar on track 10 by Phelan Tupik

Recorded and Mixed at Fort Blanket Studios
Drums recorded at Timber Studios
Engineered by Mark Bucci
Assistant Engineering by Tom Devinko
Piano and Rhodes recorded at Gradwell House Recording
Piano and Rhodes engineered by Ryan Hillsinger
Mixed by Mark Bucci
Mastered by Greg Obis at Chicago Mastering Service

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Brewster New Jersey

Brewster's 'Honey Shake Me' is an album of transit, a collection of highway songs - there's a "welcome to" state sign at every track break. White lines and stop signs beating a steady rhythm as the nation metls and warps, like a vinyl copy of "This Land is Your Land" left on the dashboard.

They're a stone-cold, wide-armed band, welcoming any and all twangy, emotive music to gather under the tent.
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