Dig Me a Well

by Shutterwax

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Description:

A menu of UK Punk and US Alternative served with an infusion of 70s Rock, reduction of 80s New Wave and a drizzle of Andrews Sisters compote, garnished with melodica, bagpipes and etherial piano, with Pink Floyd, David Bowie, Fiona Apple and REM seasoning

Liner Notes:

From hundreds of miles away, five songwriters converge once a year in Kittery, ME to achieve one goal; an album of music. With minimal pre-written material, they assemble each year knowing they will hash-out in the studio what will become a complete and coherent collection of songs. The core of Shutterwax is (in alphabetic order); Jeffrey Brayne, Jessica Brayne, Harvey Brice, Frank Diorio and Mark Rufino. All songwriters in their own right, the united vision of Shutterwax is pure collaboration; to take skeletons and give them flesh, blood and finally life. A beautiful Frankenstein so to speak. Or maybe an ugly one. Either way, the songs are all truly Shutterwax, unique and fun.

What can you expect to hear from Shutterwax? Just about anything really. They do not limit themselves in any capacity, so you may hear Rock, Folk, Dance, Country, R&B, Surf, etc. on any given Shutterwax album.

With very limited time, usually five days at best, they make a list of all the ideas they’ve had over the past year, quickly listen and evaluate each ‘demo’ or song-snippet for viability, then quickly get to work in a flurry of creativity, writing lyrics, verses, bridges and choruses in whatever style is most appropriate for each song. Every member of Shutterwax brings a very unique toolkit with them as each has years and years of experience playing nearly every genre of popular music. If the song is not fun or creative, it is quickly abandoned in favor of another idea.

The end product is almost always interesting and certainly unique; a complete song is the goal and it’s performed the best way Shutterwax can with the constraints of a two-to-three hour limit on each song. This means two-to-three hours from inception there is a demo then complete basic tracking. Jeff, Mark and Frank are usually working out the music while Harvey and Jessica are writing lyrics, but all have input on all aspects of each song for a perfect balance of influence and sensibility.

Some quick descriptions of a few of the songs you will hear on Dig Me a Well:

"Dig Me a Well" began as a dance track that Mark had written then with a few decisive lyrics by Harvey and Jessica, the song morphed into a Cow Punk anthem complete with Andrews Sister's-type harmonies.

“I’ll Fly Away” started out as a folk-style, smooth, melodic song about an obsessive boy who leaves note after note on his girlfriend’s door in hopes she will soften and agree to let him back in her life. A few minutes on the Shutterwax table and the hard-edged bridge and fundamental support shook away the exterior tolerance and reveals the emotional upheaval that she feels when her point is not understood.

“Apocalypse, Please Be True” showcases Harvey’s wit supported with a beautiful, bouncy melody complete with a George Winston-esque piano solo. Having a sentiment everyone can relate to in the face of a changing world, it proclaims; life can be daunting. Waiting for things to happen for you can bring about your own apocalypse.

"Some Girls" rings eerily with a frenetic minor-key riff and sardonic lyrics about the extreme narcissism found on social networks. The song's summary is a nod to Dick Dale and The Clash with a sinister surf riff over dark and powerful chords.

“Love Beyond Your Means” has a duplicitous dynamic of starting with a saccharine-sweet Hawaiian ukulele-driven melody sure to make the most hardened sentiments soften then quickly turn sour in the realization of unrealistic expectations in love.

We believe there is something for everyone in this collection and truly hope you enjoy your listening experience. We certainly enjoyed creating these. Happy listening! - Shutterwax

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released July 17, 2014

Band:
Jeffrey Brayne: Guitars, Ukulele, Vocals, Harmonica
Jessica Brayne: Vocals, Percussion
Harvey Brice: Vocals, Guitars, Melodica, Percussion
Frank Diorio: Drums, Percussion
Mark Rufino: Bass, Synthesizers, Vocals, Engineering

Additional Performers:
Zach Onett: Piano on Apocalypse, Please Be True
Travis Taylor: Bagpipes on American Dream
Bob Wilson: Drums on American Dream
John Rogers: Drums on Willowman
Cameron Brayne: Synthesizers on Willowman
Andrew and Gavin Brayne: Additional Vocals

A huge and special thanks to:
Daniel Cho, Paul Kim, Bob Wilson, Travis Taylor, Zach Onett, Janice Bevilacqua, Larry Seltzer (aka Lazlo of Blowup Radio), Steve Mancini, Rob Cantalupo, Corey Simpson and Winston Brayne. Without their help and support, we’d be just another band in the crowd.

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A menu of UK Punk and US Alternative served with an infusion of 70s Rock, reduction of 80s New Wave and a drizzle of Andrews Sisters compote, garnished with melodica, bagpipes and etherial piano, with Pink Floyd, David Bowie, Fiona Apple and REM seasoning. ... more

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Track Name: I'll Fly Away
I’ll Fly Away

I found my way back home
I thought that you might say some more
A penned note upon my door
I took a pass I can’t ignore

I’ll fly away through the hole that you have inside
Left like a breeze through the door

I found my way back home
I cannot help you anymore


I found my way back home
How could I ever know for sure?
Another note upon my door
If I’ve been gone then what’s it for?

I’ll fly away

I’ll fly away through the hole that you have inside
Left like a breeze through the door

I found my way back home
I cannot help you anymore

You’ve got something to say
But you can’t have your way
Drag it on with sorrow
Even if I would die
I’m not the only one
We won’t talk tomorrow

I found my way back home
I thought that you would say some more
ten notes upon my door
It’s better not to be a bore
Track Name: Apocalypse, Please Be True
Apocalypse, Please Be True

Sat back waiting for the world to end
It was on TV, so I knew that it would happen
Haven’t paid my bills, haven’t paid my rent
What’s the point?
You don’t pay bills in heaven

I was gonna tell my girlfriend that we’re through
But we’re gonna turn to vapor, which is great, now I don’t have to
Dr.Phil said we’ll soon be gone
And that guy is never wrong

Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.

I was gonna go to college, gonna get some skills
What’s the point? Only finish one semester
I would be an engineer, build a brave new world
but the floods will come and you can’t build underwater
We could take a sky rocket into space
It’s a million a ticket; I don’t have a penny
The news said we’ll soon be gone
I know the news is never wrong

Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.

Sat back waiting for the world to end
It was on TV, so I knew that it would happen
Haven’t paid my bills, haven’t paid my rent
What’s the point?
We don’t pay bills in heaven
Sold all my possessions, cashed ‘em in
Living like a rock star, maxing out my credit
Now I’m ready for the world to end
I know, they won’t be wrong again

Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.

Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.
Track Name: Some Girls
Some Girls

Some girls need a harpoon to land the man they’re on
Some girls need a spittoon to drain the man they’ve drowned
Some girls need a tattoo to show the ones they care
Some girls need some bamboo patterns on their underwear

I for one have always like them just the way they came
I have always feigned attention when the conversation’s lame

Some girls need electrified friendly hands at nights
Some girls need to change their breath after a Spaniard bullfight

If you’ve ever seen me down it all in one big gulp
Then you know you’re chapter after chapter New York Pulp

La la la la la la la la la la la la
It’s a flame out

Some girls need a harpoon to land the man they’re on
Some girls need a spittoon to drain the man they’ve drowned
Some girls wanna know just why I eat down all my beans
After all it’s some girls who can justify their means

La la la la la la la la la la la la
It’s a flame out
Track Name: Willowman
Willowman

Why are the lonely involved?
It’s part of the scheme.
It’s just a stupid machine.

Why do the homely evolve?
It’s sacrificial indeed.
I think you know what I mean.

Time says the prices, they are fair.
But weren’t you even aware?
I thought I’d chance on a dare.
I grabbed a handful to share.
Those stupid people, I swear.

How did the comely devolve?
And they fell on their own.
It’s our fault I’m told.

Time says the prices, they are fair.
But weren’t you even aware?
I thought I’d chance on a dare.
I grabbed a handful to share.
Those stupid people, I swear.

Unpin that heart, honestly.
It’s high time to breath.
It’s just a stupid machine.
Track Name: Yellow Magazine
Yellow Magazine

Standing on the corner with a Yellow Magazine.
Low-cut pants and sugar ants remind me where I been.
You wonder why, you wonder what is in my magazine.
Well, I can’t tell you.
I only want to make a difference you know.

Standing on the corner with a Yellow Magazine.
High-rise towers and orchid flowers show me where I been.
You wonder why, you wonder what is in my magazine.
Well, I can’t tell you.
I only want to make a difference you know.

If I could tell you stories.
Won’t hear my stories?
If you would buy my stories…

If you take from me Yellow Magazine,
you won’t know the difference when you’re gone.
Track Name: Silence Me
Silence Me

From a line of fragile people
who show their weakness every day.
Some may fear a church’s steeple
I can never fear that way.

Silence me, silence me
Over me. Under me.
Cover me. Bury me.
Silence me, silence me.
Why would you listen to me?
Over me. Under me.
Stop me before I can change your mind.

The slightest fear shuts down my mind, dear.
What does your agenda hold?
A supporting role, that’s not my part, dear.
But you knew that truth be told.

And every day, I look for crisis.
I know you find that hard to bear.
An idle prayer never suffices.
I need to know, do you care?
Track Name: Love Beyond Your Means
Love Beyond Your Means

I know when you’re asleep, you have a fabulous dream
but when you are awake, what do you dream?
I dream that I’m a river and a newspaper too.
I dream I walk my big, big feet right over next to you.

Inside us is light, turn it off with a switch
so your day becomes the night, and the dream is the stitch
that sews it all together in a tapestry of souls
working all together, looking forward to growing old.

I dream that I’m a tire, rolling up the hill
and if I have a blowout, I will dream of you still.
I dream that I’m a river and a newspaper too.
I dream I walk my big, big feet right over next to you.

Inside us is light, turn it off with a switch
so your day becomes the night, and the dream is the stitch
that sews it all together in a tapestry of souls
working all together, looking forward to growing old.

Society won’t allow you to love beyond your means
Society won’t allow you to live beyond your means
Take a look in the mirror
Love beyond your means
Take a look in the mirror
Don’t live beyond your means

We fight and we ball
and we thrash and we crawl
we hide and we dream
and we lie in between