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1.
Muscle Man 02:59
The muscle man He walked in and he beat you He didn't even try The money boys Who were so keen to meet you They didn’t even wave goodbye Don’t fade away Fight another day Everything seems useless But everybody loses You worked so hard Just to find the venue You had to pay the fee While the muscle man He was studying the menu He always eats for free Don’t slip away Live another day For your information A miracle is waiting The governor Hosts a banquet for the muscle man He’s won the peoples’ hearts The money boys They’re all banking on the muscle man He’s a patron of the arts Don’t fade away Fight another day For your information A miracle is waiting For your information A miracle is waiting For your information A miracle is waiting
2.
Salvation 04:04
3.
Please don't cry 'Cause it breaks my heart I came to say goodbye But now I can't I can see how much you love me It's written in your eyes No I don't need any more persuasion Please don't cry Please don't cry Well I came here on a mission To leave you far behind But now I question my decision Your pretty tears have changed my mind Please don't cry Please don't cry Well I came here with a sermon How I needed to be free But now I'm not so certain Your pretty tears have softened me So put your arms around me And let me see you smile No, I'm never gonna leave you So please don't cry Please don't cry
4.
I went to the city Lay down in my room I curled up by my window And looked for a reason As I watched the golden highway Glimmer like a dream All the buildings in the sky Shimmer like a jewel Let the cold wind, let the cold wind Let the cold wind blow Let the cold wind, let the cold wind Let the cold wind blow I drove across the river With a girl at the wheel And I listened to her music Bleed into the night As I watched the golden highway Glimmer like a dream And the moon above the billboards Shimmer like a ruby Let the cold wind, let the cold wind Let the cold wind blow Let the cold wind, let the cold wind Let the cold wind blow Let the cold wind, let the cold wind Let the cold wind blow Let the cold wind, let the cold wind Let the cold wind blow
5.
Well the fog's coming down And the moon is a blur And you want something to eat So you're wandering the streets In the pouring rain And your friends are all there With a girl on each arm Laughing, smoking cigarettes And you’re all soaking wet In the pouring rain And everyone is smiling everyone is beautiful And there's a silver lining, silver lining in your soul And everything is shining everything is beautiful All the policemen are drunk Though the night's just begun The whole city's gonna drown And the wind will blow you down In the pouring rain And everyone is smiling everyone is beautiful And there's a silver lining, silver lining in your soul And everything is shining everything is beautiful And the girl at your side Holds your umbrella high She's got everything you need And her kisses are so sweet In the pouring rain And everyone is smiling everyone is beautiful And there's a silver lining, silver lining in your soul And everything is shining everything is beautiful In the pouring rain In the pouring rain
6.
A simple day in the sun It's getting late almost everyone has gone The setting sun, the setting sun The setting sun, the setting sun On her towel I found the book she brought to read She's lying down I read it while she was asleep The setting sun, the setting sun The setting sun, the setting sun The sea is gray and the sand is milky white I take her hand as the day falls into night The setting sun, the setting sun The setting sun, the setting sun The setting sun, the setting sun The setting sun, the setting sun
7.
Chelsea Boys 03:09
Boys in Chelsea holding hands Whistle as they watch us dance There, we're dancing in the snow Like a fancy Broadway show Sliding down 22nd Street Spin you round as you hold my sleeve And we'll sing a song of joy and peace With the Chelsea boys on Christmas Eve Boys in leather, boys in tights All together Christmas night If you let them make you twirl They won't care that you’re a girl If I kiss you on the street Will you let me kiss you deep? Will you sing a song of joy and peace With the Chelsea boys on Christmas Eve I love your smiling eyes so sweet I'm gonna kiss you, kiss you deep And we'll sing a song of joy and peace With the Chelsea boys on Christmas Eve Hark! The herald angels sing
8.
I can’t see the stars I can’t see the stars Too many shiny city lights I can’t see the stars I can’t see the stars But I know they’re there So many shiny city lights I can’t see the stars Where’s the girl I love? Where’s the dream I had? Where’s the girl I love? Where’s the dream I had? I can’t see the stars I can’t see the stars Too many shiny city lights I can’t see the stars Where’s the girl I love? Where’s the dream I had? Where’s the girl I love? Where’s the dream I had? Where’s the girl I love? Where’s the dream I had? Where’s the girl I love? Where’s the dream I had? I can’t see the stars But I know they’re there So many shiny city lights I can’t see the stars
9.
Daddy Knows 03:52
You say you fear our love is doomed Well, save your tears for some other wound If you close your eyes, the pain soon goes Daddy loves you Daddy knows Look back, you'll see it was just a phase A final fling before you found your way Some day soon you're gonna bloom like a rose Daddy loves you Daddy knows Don't look so sad, smile Let's walk through the city and smile I've never asked for you exclusively God forbid you should get used to me No, I don't look so good eating Cheerios Daddy loves you Daddy knows I can see the future like a photograph Yours is a valley, mine's a broken path I'm gonna sing to you at all my empty shows Daddy loves you Daddy knows Don't be fooled by me I'll never really set you free Oh, you can run far, you can run wide I'll always be there at your side Don't worry about the things I say It's just a fever, I don't mean to scare you away But I'll feel much better if you'd just hold me close Daddy loves you Daddy knows Daddy loves you Daddy knows
10.
Blinded 03:30
Mum and Dad are fighting It makes me sad Summer sun is waiting For me outside I wish I could run and play in the sun I wish I could run and play in the sun But I’m blinded I’m blinded With rain Mum and Dad are shouting It makes me cry Got to do my schoolwork And stay inside I wish I could run and play in the sun I wish I could run and play in the sun But I’m blinded I’m blinded With rain I wish that I could play On this sweet sunny day But I’m blinded I’m blinded With rain But I’m blinded Oh I’m blinded With rain Blinded Blinded
11.
My son, today you will become a man Put your games away and take your stand No time for childish things Or for foolish dreams The time is now, the preparation's done You've made it here, your life has truly begun No time for plans half-made Or for deeds half-done And now you know what the secret is To build a tower in this wilderness No time for childish things Or for foolish dreams You are part of someone else's scheme You are part of someone else's scheme You are part of someone else's scheme You are part of someone else's scheme
12.
Strips of blue Strips of blue sky in between the buildings Dirty fingerprints Dirty fingerprints of the evening Ride your bicycles through the park Around the reservoir as it gets dark Business suits Beneath a sunset of flames Restaurants Shiny tables on the sidewalk after the rain Long ago God stole away But all around you, you can see Dirty dirty Dirty fingerprints Dirty dirty Dirty fingerprints Faces in pain Faces in fear, faces in love God is to blame God isn’t here, God is love A thousand steeples in the sky Lonely people don’t you cry See the Dirty dirty Dirty fingerprints
13.
Troubadour 04:36
Troubadour You've come undone All the ladies are waiting For you to sing your song Save your tears For their little show If they find you weeping on the stairs They may ask you to go It's time to play your part Rhyme)your broken heart Troubadour When you're done They'll feed you in the pantry While their poodles eat with them You hardly remember Who your song was for You used to make the ladies blush Now you’re easy to ignore They say you're looking well But there's a stain on your lapel Though your guitar box weighs you down You’re less expensive than a clown Troubadour Sing your song All the ladies are waiting You have to go on
14.
Please come over in the morning Paint your name up on the awning I left a little space there next to mine If I beg for your forgiveness Can we both go into business Selling sexy photographs on-line Well, there used to be a time When I dreamed of something more But that was long ago Now I'm gettin' realistic Yeah I'm gettin' realistic ‘Cause I won't be a musician Or a famous politician I've hidden my ambitions in a vault I know it isn't funny But I gotta get some money I'm sorry, it's nobody's fault When my friends all settled down I pitied them so much I said, "That won't be me!" But I'm gettin' realistic Yeah I'm gettin' realistic So stand over by the light, dear Take your shirt off if you like, dear Let me take a photograph of you We'll post it on our web-site For lonely folks at midnight With credit cards in cozy Katmandu Well, there used to be a time If you said I'd stoop so low I'd laugh right in your face But I'm gettin' realistic Yeah I'm gettin' realistic Yeah, I'm gettin' real But I don't know how I feel ‘Cause still I miss my foolish dreams
15.
I’ve been running around too much Been beating the ground too much Like I’ve been running for President That’s gonna stop I had a vision I’m gonna be my own Ayatollah I’m gonna be my own Ayatollah I know it’s not the American way To stay at home and accept my fate And wait for the world to come to me But that’s how it’s gotta be I found a new religion I’m gonna be my own Ayatollah I’m gonna be my own Ayatollah I’m gonna be my own Ayatollah I’m gonna speak my own truth That’s all that I can do
16.
Thank You 03:53
Thank you for this day We walked downtown in our heavy coats She held my hand And pulled me through The crowds I watched her smile As the sun burst through The clouds Is there still love in this heart? Is there still love in this heart? Thank you for this dream Though everything feels real Waking up Pale and shattered In her arms Heavy rain Bouncing through Her bamboo blinds Is there still love in this heart? Is there still love in this heart? If I had a message for the universe She asked what would it be? If I had a message for the universe She asked what would it be? Thank you Thank you
 Thank you
17.
At Last 05:12
At last we're here There's nothing left to fear We're here At last The day is done We're sheltered from the sun It's gone At last I said to you We wouldn't make it through But here you are As lovely as before Those birds of doom Have flown back to the moon The worst Is past When we said goodbye I thought that we would die But you were right Love was on our side So, go to sleep And listen to your dreams In peace At last

about

SALVATION
Produced by Riley McMahon

“This is our folksy acoustic spiritual Americana record,” says Spottiswoode incoherently. “With a little bit of soul and retro rock’n’roll thrown in. Songs about children, parents and the weather… that kind of thing.”

Another Enemies seventeen song epic!

Why so many songs?

“You can always press STOP,” responds the Englishman defensively. “Okay, put me in prison, why don’t you! And no, it’s not ‘Christian rock’.”

Salvation is the companion piece to That’s What I Like, the Enemies’ madcap Mediterranean pop adventure. Both were recorded at the same time and produced by Riley McMahon (enemy #5).

Combined they capture the band’s rare combination of soul and playfulness.

While That’s What I Like features electric guitars and Tony Lauria’s accordion,
Salvation boasts more of Riley’s mandolin and banjo, Spott’s acoustic guitar and Tony’s piano.

John Young and Tim Vaill provide the trademark rhythmic foundation - alternately transparent, melodic and explosive.

Candace De Bartolo and Kevin Cordt once again add their majestic horn arrangements.
Still, there are fewer songs with horns on this CD than on previous Enemies collections. So, Candace & Kevin add to the folksiness with clarinet, fiddle and plenty of backing vocals.

Several songs feature the additional backing vocals of Martha Redbone, Alexis England and Renee Cologne.

“We worked with Alexis and Renee before on Building A Road,” says Spott. “They are fab. And it was a treat to have Martha as part of the choir this time around. She’s one of my favorite performers.”

Indeed, with the combination of folksiness and occasional gospel vocals, Salvation does bear similarities to the band’s earlier Building A Road (High Wire 2005). But the new CD sustains a deeper and darker tone.

The title track, a song obliquely about Spottiswoode’s father, establishes the mood early on. “Daddy Knows, “Blinded” and “Someone Else’s Scheme” pick up the motif later on.

Meanwhile, “Let The Cold Wind Blow,” “In The Pouring Rain” and “The Setting Sun” capture Spottiswoode’s continuing English preoccupation with the weather.

(Notice a more stripped down version of “In The Pouring Rain” here than on That’s What I Like. “It’s a sweet song and it fits in both worlds,” says Spott.)

Songs like “Muscle Man,” “My Own Ayatollah” and “At Last” tie the collection together as some kind of elemental struggle against….well, what exactly?

“God, the Devil, the Man… you know. If Building A Road played out like a quest for redemption, Salvation is more a struggle for release. Or you can ignore all that and just listen to Riley’s glockenspiel.”

Only two of the seventeen songs are at all humorous: “Chelsea Boys,” a gay Christmas carol; and “Gettin’ Realistic” a rag about selling out and going into the internet porn business. But Spottiswoode takes exception. “Chelsea Boys is one of the most beautiful love songs I’ve ever written! Gettin’ Realistic is social commentary.”

Okay then.

credits

released March 23, 2008

Produced by Riley McMahon
All Songs by Sottiswoode
Spottiswoode: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
John Young: Bass
Tim Vaill: Drums
Candace DeBartolo: Sax, Clarinet, Backing Vocals
Kevin Cordt: Trumpet, Violin, Backing Vocals
Riley McMahon: Guitars, Mandolin, Glockenspiel
Tony Lauria: Piano, Keyboards, Accordion

Guests:
Rene Cologne, Alexis England, Martha Redbone: Backing Vocals
Axel Schwendt: Backing Vocals
Cabot Bartlett:Jew's Harp

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Spottiswoode & His Enemies New York, New York

For over 2 decades, Spottiswoode & His Enemies have been a constantly self-reinventing New York institution. The IMA winners recently earned three more nominations for their 7th record, LOST IN THE CITY, “an immersive theater-of-the-mind love letter to New York”.

Spottiswoode's songs appear in numerous TV shows and films including Either Side Of Midnight for which he also wrote the screenplay.
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