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The Party

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1.
Inertia 04:52
Come for me I walk in circles Bring me down from this long dark night Bring ideas for conversation The moon, the wine, and the long dark night
2.
I have no father and no mother I have no god, I have no land Neither cradle, nor a cover Nor a kiss, nor lover's hand And I'll break in, with all my heart I'll break in with all my heart And if need be I'll kill Three days I haven't eaten Neither scarcely, nor well All I have is 20 years 20 years I'll gladly sell And if no one will take them Well then maybe the devil will And I'll break in with all my heart And if need be I'll kill Well they'll catch me and they'll hang me Cover me up with blessed earth And death-eating grass will start Growing on my lovely heart And I'll break in, with all my heart I'll break in with all my heart And if need be I'll kill
3.
Phantom 04:36
I cry myself to sleep every night That’s why I roll away and watch the wall And when the morning comes And you’re not home I start to cry Whenever I let you down I feel like a widower And that’s no way to live You can count on me like a phantom, or a movie star And that’s no way to live ’Cause we’re married now And when you’re not around I still cry I cry myself to sleep every night I push…and roll away I cry every night I give up Let’s go to bed And when the morning comes and you have gone I cry
4.
Benhead 02:12
It’s sad to know That I don’t know if I am thirty-one or –two I’m stuck on Ben’s head It takes up a lot of room It blocks the sun As he navigates the road Into the sun And that’s where I wanna go, too I’ll shoot the goal, And Ben’ll block it with his head into the air And I am eight-years old Squinting for that ball Lost in the sun And it’s heading down the road Into the sun And that’s where I wanna go to
5.
Lover Please 05:26
You said, “thanks for working so hard” as I was closing the door. But I thought you said, “don’t leave me alone,” & then I closed the door. I’m not a disciplined man. My work is never done. But I smell rivers underground—The body, the heart, and this song. And you sing… Now’s not the time to say goodnight Now’s not the time to wish you goodbye Lover please, speak to me Lover please, speak to me Everything is quiet in the television light. I can hear water breaking underground…in the television light. When I lay my head to sleep, use cold rain on my skin. I’d rather laugh than sleep any day, and I love to hear you sing. And you sing… Now’s not the time to say goodnight Now’s not the time to wish you goodbye Lover please, speak to me Lover please, speak to me
6.
Gonna Be 03:12
Life is short I disagree I’ve fucked up I need redeemed I can’t sleep Retrace every line on my face I can’t dream I’m thinking, I can’t afford the wait Life is long I’ve joined in the middle of the song And songs They’re just notes to everyone Go to sleep And dream of a scene in a dream In dreams I walk slow and paint this scene We still got a ways to go And I think, we’re gonna be all right
7.
It’s tomorrow that haunts me. I found another trail. It’s all, busted pumps and broken oaks, and a sleeping bag full of mud. Burn your clothes and bleach my skin. My boots are forever stained. I choose … to wear them. Deep in the forest. Lie down in the field. Spread your arms and run through the meadow—the dirty yellow field. That bed is flat, but you’re not alone. The earth sees each step before it’s made, and you cannot lie about the places you’ve known. But there’s redemption in the woods. Just keep your mind shut. Because the trees are full of ears so big they’ll listen you good and sing your fears, and regret will swallow you whole.
8.
It’s dry. My fence is splitting wood, and your garden’s gonna die. Let’s share another bottle, and drink a toast to June. Because July is still a blur, and it’s October now. She never smiles. She’s some mother’s daughter, and they love her in this town. And her sister always smiles. Hey, pass that bottle down. It’s another Indian Summer. Let’s blow the dam down … (and flood this damn town). Let’s pray There’s nothing what will save you like a belly full of rain. But to flood this whole damn valley, you need more than broken dams. Just tap the wells that children play in to cool their summer tans. Don’t smile Your sister’s got you covered; she’s smiling in the tide, ’Cause she’s the sunshine, and you’re the rain. She’s like sunshine, and you’re the rain. It’s dry Drier than it’s been in a mighty long time, and everybody’s worried About the rain. Everybody’s worried. We need the rain ...
9.
New York is where it happens, but it’s not where it starts. New York is where it happens, but right here, this is where it starts. Bobby don’t ever work on Fridays. He gave up girls & feeling lonely. He met the band in an empty bedroom, & they practiced one, two, three, four times a day. The Friday-night boys lived under the interstate. Freightliner blood rushed up that freeway. Friday-night boys tapped into the taillights and they brought it all back to Saturday. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. Anymore. The cops have been leaving the park alone lately, and the nights are feeling longer than ever. The night’s are cold here under the railroad, and all the girls got high, it’s Saturday Well, we watched the park kids and we held each other. We watched ’em as they burned a picnic table. We watched ’em throw the table into the river, and watched all night as it sailed away. There’s a lotta hope in the valley tonight—smell of blood & rock-n-roll. I saw the TV; they got this new haircut. Man, that tight-black shirt really gets it done We’re not going anywhere, anyhow. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. Anymore.

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Recorded by Phil Anker at Pong Ping Studios and at The Green Room in Red Bluff, Calif. between the fall of 2004 and the spring of 2007 (except “The Party,” recorded live by Scott January at the Senator Theatre in Chico, Calif. on March 29, 2003).

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released December 9, 2007

All songs written & arranged by Jason Cassidy, except “The Scary Parts” (written by Jason Cassidy, arranged by Jason Cassidy and Phil Anker), and “With All My Heart” (music by Jason Cassidy, words by Attila József as translated by Peter Hargitai in his book Perched On Nothing’s Branch: Selected Poems of Attila József).

Players:
Jason Cassidy
Connie Cassidy
Phil Anker
Dan Greenfield
Dave Greenfield
Jason Willmon
Becky Carmichael
Christine LaPado
Mark Lore
Scott January

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