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I Call Time

by Mac Randall

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1.
I don’t listen to the voice in my head telling me I should stand down I don’t understand the turning of the world when it leads to sorrow If there’s a way to move on as I am and not leave you behind Tell me now The doctor says you’ll be all right and everything seems on the level But what does that mean and what good does it do when the ground is sliding? If you can think of a way to explain the messages I read Tell me now Tell me now why we’re feeling, feeling the strain Reminds me of that day on the train You sat with your eyes, your eyes cast down Wearing a smile that looked just like a frown Just like a, just like a, just like a frown I wish I could dry your tears from inside before they reach your cheek But this time the language of silence is the only one to speak If there’s another way to show you that I care what you’re thinking Tell me now Tell me now why we’re going, going astray Mistaking midnight for the height of day How can I expect the truth to come around When your smile looks just, just like a frown? Looks like a, looks like a, looks like a frown Damn all accomplishment to hell, it won’t outlast you The only thing that matters when they ring the final bell never gets asked you Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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Walking down our street on a cool September night The moon three-quarters full and bright Beneath my feet the stones are cracked They shift with every step I take away from you CHORUS: How does it feel to be free Free to move on, with all limits gone, free of everything What does it mean to be free Now that it’s gone, it’s so easy to see Now that I’m free As you turn and close the door Your voice remains an echo in the hall I take the stairs in twos and fours Look over these familiar walls for the last time CHORUS A change within my heart takes hold I feel relieved, I feel resigned I count the hours I’ve been alone I’m losing track of time How does it feel How does it feel Now that I’m free Words and music by Mac Randall and Amanda Thorpe © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP) and Rubric (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
3.
Taxing Town 04:09
CHORUS: In this taxing town How high are the rates now? In this taxing town How much do I need to pay? Roar of the crowd, or is it just me dreaming? Can’t sleep it off when you’re in the hall screaming CHORUS Can’t speak a word of the local idiom Why don’t you take your tongue back where it came from? I came to this town expecting action But how could I’ve known the party never ends? Bachelorettes from foreign nations Gather in packs with their drunken friends Feather boas in the wind It’s too much, too much to pay CHORUS Everyone says there’s an entry fee Didn’t know it was my sanity Club connoisseurs congregate by my window The weekend is here and it’s time to shout Raising their lungs in a lusty bellow They need to let everybody know they’re out Out and about It’s too much, too much to pay In this taxing town Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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I waited and wondered Expecting the worst But now the waiting is over Should have seen from the first There’s a ribbon around me A ribbon connected to your heart It can never be broken We weren’t meant to be apart Ribbon around me You know how to tease me But I can tell what’s for real When I see how you’re smiling It’s so easy to feel That ribbon around you A ribbon connected to my heart It can never be broken We weren’t meant to be apart Ribbon around you Are we in this forever? Can we say how it all will end? Are we in this forever? There’s no need to pretend We know the answer Are we in this forever? Just remember how it began Yes, we’re in this forever As long as our lives will span Yes, we’re in this forever You and I We’ve waited and wondered But now we know where we are If we both close our eyes, we Can see the future from afar There’s a ribbon around us Its colors are shining brightly now And they’ll keep on shining Through the words of my humble vow That I love you forever Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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I Call Time 04:29
Blind me with the brightness of your floodlight glare Scrape away the center of the nerve Crank up the electrodes till they singe my hair Tell me it’s the best that I deserve CHORUS: And I run, I escape from this game I deny all the guilt and the shame What you say I can never abide I call time Whatever convinced you to believe the lies And take this far beyond a shred of sense? Speaking to you plainly leaves you mystified So I take the exit now in self-defense CHORUS Now I’ve had enough Finale is in sight The plot I thought was lost Is falling back in line And while you’re taking up all my time I just never can get it right CHORUS While you’re taking up all my time I just never can get it right You’re just taking up all my time And I never can get it right I call time Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
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In a windowless room With no difference between night and day Maybe there I could touch you And you’d have no cause to turn away We could lie there for hours Skin on skin and limbs entwined Attention undivided Not a worry in our minds Is there an end to this story? Can we go back again to that former place? I wish away the years passing out of reach All this while I’ve been yearning For the fever to return again Melting down all the ice floes Collecting here since who knows when I see you in my mind laughing I know the time has grown very short I wish away the clouds gathering in the sky Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
7.
Pet Monk 03:43
INSTRUMENTAL Music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
8.
Obsidian 03:18
Looking at us with your hollow eyes You made an empty promise And turned the sky the color of obsidian The figurehead of fools a world away Who barely know our faces Your heart would break if it weren’t made of obsidian Obsidian Our new stone age begins Walking papers land us on the street With no one else to turn to And face a future as hard as obsidian In my darkest hours I try not To think of you too often If I did I’d shatter like obsidian Obsidian Our new stone age begins What is left after the volcano? Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
9.
Do you feel a nature problem? Has a strange sickness taken hold of you? Does your case seem nearly hopeless? A remedy is close to view CHORUS: Ah— Let me be your advisor In the mysteries of the deep south Swing into position Prepare to speak through both sides of your mouth Once we reach the magic combination The spirits locked inside will move on out CHORUS All the secrets keeping you down Will pass away and through The evil eyes lurking all around Will never cause harm to you It won’t cost you very much at all Just come inside and sit awhile with me We can discuss all the particulars In the shade of my hemlock tree CHORUS Words and music by Mac Randall and Amanda Thorpe © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP) and Rubric (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
10.
The story begins with a fisherman’s cap Irish tweed and button-down flaps To keep his ears warm on a wind-whipped Cambridge day As he’d walk slowly through the Yard near the Appian Way Don’t hang on to the wind After he died, it passed down to his son Who wore it in the colder months, same as his father had done It never quite fit, just a little too small But because of where it came from, it hardly mattered at all Don’t hang on to the wind On the 7th of March, one year to the day That his dear father had passed away He walked into a store on a busy city street Cap in his hand in the unseasonal heat If only he could remember just what happened then Did it slip from his grasp? Could he find it again? He looked all around, but the search was no good The fisherman’s cap had vanished, as he’d somehow always known it would He wanted to cry, it saddened him so But the moment had gone and it was time to let go As he wandered back home through the commuter race He thought back to the last time he’d seen his father’s face His feelings were clear, so were his eyes It was time to wear a hat that was the right size Don’t hang on to the wind Words and music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
11.
On your way Somewhere that they can’t discover Keep your secrets Hidden in a suitcase Time to kill Waiting in a moving carriage Ready, set And go take on a new face CHORUS: Got to make sure you’re right Got to keep moving in the same direction Got to make sure you’re right If there’s a hope of passing the inspection Heading west Stare across the burning river Open land And acres full of blue sky Can you prove That you’re different from the others It’s your time To show them life through your eye CHORUS It’s enough for everyone It’s enough, you’ve heard it all along It’s enough for everyone It’s enough, you know they got it wrong Words and music by Mac Randall and Amanda Thorpe © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP) and Rubric (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
12.
I don’t know what I’ll say Which day or in what way I just know I’ve got something to say to you You have to realize There’s something on my mind You’ve taken me so far from what I knew CHORUS: On a high tide Through the dark A storm is brewing Will you sail with me? So many things to see While drifting endlessly Away from shore into the morning light Whichever way we glide Is no concern of mine I only want to see us through the night CHORUS Tossing to and fro Unsteady as I go What are the words to tell you to hold on? The course will not be straight But why should I wait? Catch the moment now before it’s gone Will you Will you Will you sail with me? Words and music by Mac Randall and Amanda Thorpe © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP) and Rubric (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
13.
Mussagio 02:16
INSTRUMENTAL Music by Mac Randall © 2014 Grandiosity Complex Ltd. (ASCAP). All rights reserved.

about

This is officially my debut album, and the first studio project I’ve done under my own name in 18 years. During that long gap, I made several albums as a member of various bands: Fuller, the Grand Old Party, and Bedsit Poets. But the closest thing I had to a solo record—eight songs cut in two Boston studios—was completed in 1995, and hardly anyone heard it because I never bothered to release it. Almost immediately after the mixes were done, I moved from Boston to New York to become a magazine editor, and from that point on I never saw the sense in putting out an album as a solo artist.

Fast-forward more than a decade. When Bedsit Poets broke up in 2009, I already had a handful of relatively recent songs lying around that I liked but didn’t think were right for the band. Over the next few years, the stockpile slowly grew. My former Bedsits bandmate Amanda Thorpe provided an invaluable service by helping me finish three songs: "How Does It Feel to Be Free," "Make Sure You're Right," and "Will You Sail." I, in turn, fleshed out a basic melody and chord sequence she'd been kicking around for a while, and that became "Mysteries of the Deep South."

By the spring of 2013 I realized I had enough good tunes to make a proper album without having to delve into my huge archive of original music from the ’80s and ’90s. (I may very well raid that archive for future projects, but this time I wanted to focus on stuff that felt new to me.) Unlike a lot of stuff I'd written in the past, these new songs were all extremely personal and related directly to things that had happened in my life. I was pleased that they seemed to belong together.

In May 2013, I posted home demos of the songs on SoundCloud and invited people to comment. After taking those comments under consideration, I moved ahead with the process. First I selected the players. They included Amanda on backing vocals, my former Fuller colleagues Michael Gelfand on bass and Peter Catapano on drums, and two great musicians I'd played with in Boston during the early '90s: drummer Dave Richman and clarinetist Jeff Hudgins (who plays other wind instruments wonderfully too, just so you know). Next I picked the studio, and it couldn't have been a better fit. Tom Beaujour at Nuthouse Recording in Hoboken, NJ, knew exactly what I wanted pretty much instantly and delivered it perfectly.

It took three months to record and another three months to mix the 13 tracks on I Call Time. Another old friend, Wharton Tiers, handled the mastering; yet another, Robin Malik, took the photos and designed the package.

And so now it gives me great pride to present I Call Time, my first solo album (better late than never). —Mac Randall, 2014

credits

released September 15, 2014

Produced by Mac Randall and Tom Beaujour
Recorded and mixed at Nuthouse Recording, Hoboken, NJ, October 2013-March 2014
Engineer: Tom Beaujour
Assistant engineer: Tim Foljahn
Mastered by Wharton Tiers at Fun City, Brooklyn, NY
Photography and package design: Robin Lee Malik/shootrlm.com

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Mac Randall New York, New York

Mac Randall is a singer, songwriter, and guitarist who lives in New York City. He has been a member of various Boston- and New York-based groups, including Bedsit Poets, who released two acclaimed albums on the Bongo Beat label, The Summer that Changed (2005) and Rendezvous (2008). Mac has also been a professional writer and editor for 25 years, specializing in music and related subjects. ... more

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