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Produced by Mark Hallman

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mark Hallman at the Congress House in Austin, TX
Additional engineering by André Moran
Head of Security: John Pearson

“Get in the Car,” “Photonegative of Love” and “Happily Ever After” – words and music by Rain Perry, Precipitous Music/BMI
“Done,” “Umami,” “One of Those Days,” “Big Train” and “Atlas” – words by Rain Perry, Music by Rain Perry & Mark Hallman, Precipitous Music/BMI and Blue Racer Music/BMI
“Then Came Lo Mein” by Robert Earl Keen, Keen Edge Music/BMI
“Let’s Do Something Wrong” by Chuck Prophet, Kingsblood Music/BMI

This album was written in Rain’s car, on her couch, at the 29 Palms Inn and the Rancho Cucamonga aLoft.

Photograph of Rain © 2013 Elizabeth Sloan
Album Design – Amy Schneider and David Reeser, Ojai Digital
Stylist – Elizabeth Sloan.
Photos of the guys by Rain’s grandparents Kae & Bob Herron. That’s Bob on the CD.
Easel photo by David Reeser

Music fills many roles. All an artist can ask is that at least once you put this on during a 40 minute drive and turn it up.

Acknowledgements:

Thank you to my loyal listeners, the sweet and generous men and women who kickstart and cheerlead me, and my loving family and friends.

I adore my warped and beautiful daughters and am grateful for the musical education they give me.

Thank you to the musicians, recordists, cover song writers, artists and designers.

I have many compatriots, female and male. This album has me thinking in particular about the men who have directly nurtured and inspired me, and I guess I’m going to get all “Cactus Tree” about it. From the top: there’s the one who gave me permission; the one who taught me to be practical; the professional who took me seriously as a kid; the one who let me at his pianos; the boys in the boy’s room; the guitar duo who reached out way back then and still do; mr. microphone for always asking for an update; the big guy who made a musician out of me; the late great leader of the band; the man from god knows where; the rock god willing to be a folkie with me; my theme-concert cohort; the one who claims (but I know better) only to love me for my husband and all the wonderful guys who have lent their skill and talent to my performances and recordings, as well as every over-sensitive boy whose songs have saved my soul.

But especially two:

The one who returns what I thought I’d lost (and so much more) with generosity, curiosity and fearlessness

and

The one who married me and is still married to me after all this time.

Thank you.

Get in the Car
words and music by Rain Perry
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI

Everything’s ok
Everything is pretty much in its place
But it’s not bringing out the best in us
We’re on edge
I’m trying to fight my way back from the ledge
Another week like this is gonna be the death of us

Get in the car
Let’s go out to the desert
Leave the coffee cups in the sink
There’s nothing wrong between us, baby
That can’t be fixed by some time to think

I want the sun to burn right through me
I want the air to hurt to breathe
Where the rocks hold the heat after the sun goes down
Get in the car with me

I see the phone cord under the door
It’s three am and I’m not asleep
I see the mattress on the floor
I hear the way that you talk to me
Every night when you talk to me

You called me “darlin’” – my knees went weak
It doesn’t seem like so long ago
Now we don’t even have to speak
When we’re out on the open road
Oh – the open road

Get in the car
We’re going to the desert
Leave the coffee cups in the sink
There’s nothing wrong between us, baby
That can’t be fixed by some time to think

I want the sun to burn right through me
I want the air to hurt to breathe
Where the rocks hold the heat after the sun goes down
Get in the car with me

Get in the car
We’re going to the desert
I know it’s gonna save my soul
To stand where they burned the Grievous Angel
And give our hearts to rock and roll

I want the sun to burn right through me
I want the air to hurt to breathe
Where the rocks hold the heat
After the sun goes down
Get in the car
Get in the car
Get in the car

Rain – vocals
Mark – Fibes drum kit, Fender Precision bass, Fender Stratocaster through Vox AC 30 amp, Gretsch Sparklejet through Egnater Rebel 20 amp, Farfisa organ, Handclaps

Done
words by Rain Perry, music by Rain Perry and Mark Hallman
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI and Blue Racer Music/BMI

In a gilded room
In a foreign city
I can’t do what I came here to do
The girl is willing
The girl is pretty
But I’m thinking of you

I’m done

When I get home there’ll be conversations
‘cause I’m gonna tell you the truth
What does it mean?
Where are we going?
That’s up to you
I have to leave that up to you

‘cause how do you know if this is the end of an era
Or the shape of things to come
I knew a lot of women
Before I was with you
How do you know I’m done?
How do you know I’m done?

Rain – vocals
Mark – Fibes drum kit, Yamaha bb1600 bass, ‘51 Gibson J45 acoustic guitar, Stratocaster through Egnater Rebel 20 amp, Hammond B3 organ, Kontakt Wurlitzer electric piano

Umami
words by Rain Perry, music by Rain Perry and Mark Hallman
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI and Blue Racer Music/BMI

The first taste is sour
I feel the power
I feel the power
The first taste is sour

The second taste is salt
Brave men have fought
Brave men have fought
The second taste is salt

The third taste is bitter
But I’m no quitter
No, I’m no quitter
The third taste is bitter

But the meal’s not complete
Though the fourth taste is sweet
The fourth taste is sweet
But the meal’s not complete

There’s another one only recently identified
What’s the word for the way that I feel so satisfied?

Umami
Umami

Rain – vocals
Mark – Fibes drum kit, Yamaha bb1600 bass, Fender Precision bass through Lexicon PCM 42 delay, shaker, tambourine, Knabe Acoustic Grand piano

One of Those Days (with Matt the Electrician)
words by Rain Perry, music by Rain Perry and Mark Hallman
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI and Blue Racer Music/BMI

I am a mess today
I don’t know what went wrong
Was it only yesterday
I was feeling so strong

Could I lean into your arms
And hide my face?

It’s just one of those days
It’s just one of those stupid days
It doesn’t mean much
It’s just one of those days

You are a wreck today
You’re shaky and sad
What could somebody say
To make you feel this bad?

Lean into my arms
And hide your face

It’s just one of those days
It’s just one of those stupid days
It doesn’t mean much
It’s just one of those days

Rain – vocal
Matt the Electrician – vocal
Mark – ’51 Gibson J45 acoustic guitar, Trinity College mandola, Hohner accordion, Heritage 535 electric guitar with Timeline Delay through Vox AC 30 amp

Happily Ever After
words and music by Rain Perry
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI

I said I’d love you forever
I said we’d always be together
Looks like that’s starting to come true
Because more of my time than not I’ve been with you
Yeah

Sometimes I’m hot for you, baby
Sometimes I’m cold, cold, cold
And there is nothing easy
About getting older
Sometimes I wonder if I really ought to be
With somebody more introspective
But no, I’ve already got me

And I’m still delighted, baby
When I see you walking down the street
And that’s as happily ever after
As anyone could hope to be

If this were a movie
We’d be somewhere between the kissing in the rain
And the old couple on the front porch
Who’s starting to look the same
If this were a movie it would end after I gave my heart
But how you keep giving it and giving it
Oh, they never show that part

But I’m still delighted, baby
When I see you walking down the street
And that’s as happily ever after
As anyone could hope to be

I still get excited, baby
When you’ve got your arms around me
And that’s as happily ever after
As anyone could hope to be

Rain – vocals, iPad Garageband acoustic guitar, iPad Garageband upright bass
Sara Hickman – vocals
Mark – vocals, Oberheim Matrix 6 Synthesizer, Fender Stratocaster through Egnater Rebel 20 amp

Photonegative of Love
words and music by Rain Perry
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI

Take a look at this picture
The colors are backwards
The road is white
The sky is black
A man is smiling
In a greenish hue
There’s an orange tear on the purple cheek
Of a woman who looks like you

He steals a kiss
When you’re not ready
He leans on you
To start going steady
He says, “I want you
Move in with me”
A week goes by
And you’re too much company

This isn’t love
This isn’t love
There’s nothing good about it
This isn’t love
This isn’t love
There’s nothing positive about it
It’s the photonegative of love

Where you see orange
It should be blue
When he calls on Wednesday
To make a date with you
Where you seen green
It should be red

When he’s too tired to go out
But he’ll still stay in your bed

This isn’t love
This isn’t love
There’s nothing good about it
This isn’t love
This isn’t love
There’s nothing positive about it
It’s the photonegative of love

You’ve got the solution
Right on the shelf
You don’t even have to learn to
Trust yourself
It’s science, baby
If you develop it right
I know you’re gonna see the light

You’ll see the red flags
That once were green
And sometimes nice guys
Aren’t what they seem
It’s gonna be different
But don’t despair
There might be a friendly face in the background
You didn’t know was there

Rain – lead and backup vocals
Brian Standefer – cello
André Moran – Heritage 535 electric guitar through Crybaby Wah through Egnater Rebel 20
Mark – 60’s Ludwig drum kit, Yamaha bb1600 bass, Heritage 535 through Vox AC 30 amp, Fender Stratocaster through vintage Magnatone amp, Fender Rhodes electric piano, Hammond B3 organ, string patch from Vienna Symphonic Library

Atlas
words by Rain Perry, music by Rain Perry and Mark Hallman
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI and Blue Racer Music/BMI

Atlas stood
Blood running down his chest
Knees buckling
Arms trembling
Trying to hold the world aloft
With the last of his strength
But the greater his effort
The more the world bore down
Till one terrible day
His broad shoulders shook
And he sank to the ground

No wind
No sound

Then a horn
Someone yelling
The noise of the city

The Titan Atlas set the world down
And the world just kept spinning

He cried out – staggered back
And was gone

After that Atlas bummed around
Grew his hair
Who would care?
Became a fixture where I work
At this little milky way bar
A big lunk of a guy
Sweet and broken

One night at closing he stumbled out to the boardwalk
And shook his fist at the sky

I said, “You need someplace to go tonight?”
He did.

He slept like a hurricane
He tossed and he turned
The Titan Atlas in my room
In the morning out the window
He was pacing the beach
Staring holes in the sea

I smiled down at him and he looked back at me
It was a strange little, sweet little domesticity

He went for light bulbs one day
And he came back with paint and a canvas
He couldn’t say way
They were just on the shelf at the hardware store
As he passed by

I think he felt kind of stupid, like a poseur
As he set it up in the corner of the room
But he picked up a brush
And painted a thick red line across the canvas
It looked kind of cool,
Like some kind of rescue symbol
Like what identifies a medic on the field

Then he picked up the purple
Then orange
Then red again
Red
Back to the store for more red for the lie that he’d believed for so long

Waves break
Gulls cry
The world spins on

After that came a blue period
Blue ocean of sorrow for the years
He had lost

And that’s when the tears,
Oh the tears they finally came

And he slept he slept he slept for days

One morning at the table with my coffee
I felt his smile
Nothing special about this day
Just another day
Just a man
Just another working man in the morning

Waves break
Gulls cry
The world spins on

Rain – vocal
Mark – Fibes drums, Fender Pbass, Heritage 535 through a Divided By Thirteen CJ11, Oberheim Matrix 8 synthesizer and percussion


Then Came Lo Mein
words and music by Robert Earl Keen, Jr.
©Keen Edge Music/BMI

There were lean times, they were tough
There were mean times, they were rough
And the good times didn’t outweigh the bad
I was sad, you were bitter
But you were no quitter
When nothin’ was all that we had

We were drinkin’ a lot
We were thinkin’ of tyin’ the knot
Or maybe throw in the towel
Make up – have a kid
Break up – and we did
But only just for awhile

Then came Lo Mein and going insane
At the Chinese café way downtown
I was steamed, I was fried, but you stood by my side
When I had my nervous breakdown

There were noodles galore
All over the floor
And hot mustard sauce everywhere
You held my hand ‘til I calmed down again
And picked out the rice from my hair

After that we agreed
When in fact what we need
Is to pack up and take the first plane
Take a bus, take a bike
Take care, take a hike
Take out, but leave the Lo Mein

I remember it now when we order Kung Pao
And bow our heads to say grace
The day we left town and that nervous breakdown
At the all-you-can-eat Chinese place
At the Chinese cafe way downtown

Then came Lo Mein and going insane
At the Chinese café way downtown
I was steamed, I was fried, but you stood by my side
When I had my nervous breakdown

Rain – vocal
André Moran – 1951 Buffet clarinet
Mark – vocal, Fibes drum kit, Yamaha bb1600 bass, ’51 Gibson J45 acoustic guitar, Martin Backpacker acoustic guitar, Knabe acoustic grand piano, Hohner accordion, Selmer clarinet

Big Train
words by Rain Perry, music by Rain Perry and Mark Hallman
©2013 Precipitous Music/BMI and Blue Racer Music/BMI

I was born with a suitcase in my hand
I’ve been everyplace across this land
When that lonesome whistle starts to blow
A certain kind of man has got to go

Because a certain kind of man can’t be tied down
To a woman or a job or a town

A certain kind of man lives to roam
But that’s the one who’s never found his home

Train, train, keep on flying
Go ahead and pass me by
Big train, roll on through
I’ve got no more use for you

I want to wake up with a smile on my face
Knowing what it is to love a place
Where the water’s sweet and the oaks and the alders sway
And the one I love is hoping I will stay

Train, train, keep on flying
Go ahead and pass me by
Big train, roll on through
I’ve got no more use for you

Train, train, keep on flying
Go ahead and pass me by
Big train, roll on through
I’ve got no more use for you

Rain – vocal
André Moran – ES 135 slide guitar through Divided By Thirteen CJ 11 amp, Recording King lap steel through Silvertone 1482 amp
Andrew Hardin – Fender Telecaster through Fender Pro Junior amp
Donna Lynn Caskey – Deering Goodtime Classic 5-string open back banjo
Mark – vocals, Fibes drum kit, tambourine, Yamaha bb1600 bass, ’51 Gibson J45 acoustic guitar

Let’s Do Something Wrong
words & music by Chuck Prophet
© Kingsblood Music/BMI

Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Something we’ll regret tonight
Anything but the same old nonsense
Anything but the same old grind

Well, I once loved a boy
He wouldn’t love me
I loved him hard
And I loved him true
He only lives up the hill above me
Now what in the world can a poor girl do?

I always did the right thing
What did it get me?
I always did the right thing
What did it get me?
What did it get me?

Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid
Let’s do something wrong
Let’s do something stupid

Rain – vocal
Julie Christensen – vocals
Scrappy Jud Newcomb – Epiphone Riviera electric guitar through Vox AC 15
Mark – vocals, Fibes drum kit, Ludwig drum kit, Yamaha bb1600 bass, DanElectro Baritone guitar through Vox Pathfinder amp, Stratocaster through Vox Pathfinder amp and Strat through Crazy Horse pedal through AC30 amp, Kontakt Wurlitzer electric piano, NI Massive Mini Moog, Gretsch Tenor banjo, Handclaps, Whistling

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