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This Box Makes Noise

by Joe Matzzie

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1.
You won’t catch me at the border waiting on you. I’ll be half the way to Frisco when you come through. California, dreamin on ya. California, dreamin on ya. I crossed the ocean of the nation, wind in my hair; Headed for your good vibrations taking me there. California, dreamin on ya. California, dreamin on ya. California! I travel the distance of your mountainous curves. Followed the legend of your finest reserves. They're shooting the hero for an action movie. Heavenly bodies falling into the sea. Man on the sidewalk with an easel and brush. Painting the answer to the afternoon rush. Wait till October when the squatters come home. You set the humming birds a-hummin when you walk by. You got the zodiac of desert green in your eye. California, dreamin on ya. California, dreamin on ya. You say you got some other lover, brings you the gold. And his body’s like the sunset, never gets old. California, dreamin on ya. California, dreamin on ya. California! Radio blasting “I'm in love with that song”. Feet on the dashboard and we're singing along. Meet me tomorrow at the corner of Vine. Bring your guitar I'll bring a bottle of wine. Skateboard executive, therapist, cook. The harder you try, you know, the dumber you look. Run to the beach to catch the end of the day.
2.
Houndstooth 03:00
||: Leopard skin, tweed, paisley, plaid, corduroy, daisy-print, velvet, powder-blue, button down, Nubian. :|| Met her on the first day standing in the line to pay. If the sky was blue or gray, couldn’t say. Zagged out checkerboard; brings her own dance floor; Bought it at the vintage store; houndstooth. Houndstooth, it jumps out at you. Houndstooth, fashion attitude. Houndstooth, Houndstooth, Houndstooth, Houndstooth. Houndstooth underground, marching to the other sound. Waiting till you come around, coming down. Plush clutch, ruby pumps, hanging on but not too much Everybody’s got a crutch; houndstooth. Houndstooth, it jumps out at you. Houndstooth, fashion attitude Houndstooth darling you’re so wild. Houndstooth, never out of style. Houndstooth, it jumps out at you. Houndstooth, fashion attitude Houndstooth, Houndstooth, Houndstooth, Houndstooth. ||: Leopard skin, tweed, paisley, plaid, corduroy, daisy-print, velvet, powder-blue, button down, Nubian. :|| If I ever got a tattoo, if I ever do, Ever got attached to houndstooth. Downtown neophyte, I’ll be there on Grammy Night. Just the basic black and white (houndstooth). Houndstooth, it jumps out at you. Houndstooth, fashion attitude Houndstooth darling you’re so wild. Houndstooth, never out of style. Houndstooth, it jumps out at you. Houndstooth, fashion attitude Houndstooth, Houndstooth, Houndstooth, Houndstooth.
3.
Those who made it tell the story of the waters tumbling over; Left behind to face a future in the names of those before them. When you listen to their story listen closely and remember That a ship that never harbors holds a cargo lost forever. There'll be hard times in our past lives. Let the dust lie, we'll remember. When they ask why, you can answer; things get better So we'll remember that we made it through hard times. Some will buckle. Some will swagger. Some will break down on smaller matters. Friends will break up, people scatter; dreams abandoned are left in tatters. Here's the secret; here's the answer. Listen to me; gather closer. Time is moving. Dreams will shatter. Blood is spilled and harvest gathered. So my darling, don't forget me; don't reject me from your memory. Better days are getting clearer. Love and safety never nearer. There'll be hard times in our past lives. Let the dust lie, we'll remember. When they ask why, you can answer; things get better So we'll remember that we made it through hard times.
4.
My imperfect girl; right in front of me; How could I have ever known? I just didn't see. I must have looked away at just the perfect time. You asked me what day it was; I said I was fine. What a summer, what a heat, when the snow was 50 feet. You and I would go outside; running, gasping from the tide. Lying on the overpass you could watch the stars go past. Even this will never last. Just the subtle flinch, just the slightest flaw Will far outweigh the better times in ways you never saw. At 50 cents a cup in blue and marble Greek, Take my coffee like my friends, as bitter as they're weak. Even if you hesitate cause you think it's far too late. Still, you'ld always have to think I was not your missing link. Even if you settle down; move into a better town; You will never settle down. My imperfect girl, how I know you tried. Never are you so in love as when the love has died. My imperfect mate has a silver sting. Perfect love will far outlast almost anything.
5.
I know a place we can run to, she said. And stay all day if you want to, she said. Where no one knows your name; Far from the zombie game. You can make it if you try. Run to the beach, squinting in the sun, Smiling at the noise of everyone. Run to the beach,standing in the tide, Dreaming of the world on the other side. This world will tear at you if you let it. But I believe in you don’t forget it. When walls are closing in, The air is getting thin, Just heed these words I’m about to say. Run to the beach, squinting in the sun, Smiling at the noise of everyone. Run to the beach, kicking in the tide, Dreaming of the world on the other side. The human sea on the boardwalk braiding; The distant roar of the skateboard fading Just say the time and the place To share the warmest embrace Where we can lie down in the sand. Run to the beach, squinting in the sun, Smiling at the noise of everyone. Run to the beach,standing in the tide, Dreaming of the world on the other side. Run to the beach, squinting in the sun, Smiling at the noise of everyone. Run to the beach, kicking in the tide, Dreaming of the world on the other side.
6.
||: Dies irae! dies illa solvvet saeclum in favilla: teste David cum Sibylla :|| Quantus quantus tremor est futurus, Quando judex est venturus. Cuncta stricte, stricte discussurus! Dies irae! Dies illa solvvet saeclum in favilla: teste David cum Sibylla. Quantus tremor est futurus. Quando judex est venturus. Cuncta stricte discussurus. ||: Quantus tremor est futurus. Dies irae! Dies illa! :|| ||: Quantus tremor est futurus. :|| Quando judex est venturus. Cuncta stricte discussurus. ||: Cuncta stricte, stricte discussurus :||
7.
Would you be my valentine? Would you put your heart inside of mine? Would you be my valentine? I would build a garden green hidden from all view; With the bougainvillea covered stream. It’s there I’ll say to you Would you be my valentine? Would you put your heart inside of mine? Would you be my valentine? Let me write your poetry; everything I know to be; Words of love on every line that spark when they combine. And when Cupid’s arrow flies, And when Cupid’s arrow flies It will be received to no surprise; When the Cupid’s arrow flies. Would you be my valentine? Would you put your heart inside of mine? Would you be my valentine?
8.
Somewhere in the universe there lived a world, And on the world an ocean wide, And far across the ocean stood a bar; The only place in town to get your living down. She walked into the room and sat down in a chair; Ordered up a glass of Chardonnay Corbieres; Opened up a book and pulled the candle close. Her finger spun the pen, and at the count of ten You're guilty of possession, the way they always do it; Guilty of possession, I'm gonna hold you to it. Guilty of possession, nine - tenths of the law Guilty of possession, and that's your favor flaw. The desert sparkles in the eyes of you. The moon is swollen by your smile, As fingers fall on what I shouldn't dare; The secrets that they hold, born already old. Obsession takes control of a well-intentioned mind. She walked into this room and shut the door behind, But life's an ultimatum; all we have to lose is time, So take me as I am, holy fuckin damn, You're guilty of possession, the way they always do it; Guilty of possession, I'm gonna hold you to it. Guilty of possession, nine - tenths of the law Guilty of possession, and that's your favor flaw.
9.
I Had A Dream and I’m wondering what it could mean. I Had A Dream and I’m wondering what it could mean. I Had A Dream and I’m wondering what it could mean. I Had A Dream; I Had A Dream.
10.
Speak To Me 04:22
Alone in the cold, 22 years old. Did love leave you to wish away the sunshine? Reach out to a friend; anyone to ease the pain. You’re keeping all the answers on the inside. Speak to me and I will listen Say the words that I am missing. Speak to me in terms uncertain. Together we can lift the curtain. On a sea we ride. Driftwood & plastic bottles collide And high above the waters of connection, The moon it glows, as every lover knows, But only through the hidden sun’s reflection. Speak to me and I will listen Say the words that I am missing. Speak to me in terms uncertain. Together we can lift the curtain. I will listen what you have to say I will listen if you come my way. I will listen if you call my name. Alone in the world, 69 years old; Talking to the checkout girl at Safeway. The dining room the bills; The candles on the windowsill; The boxes lie awaiting for a safe day. Speak to me and I will listen Say the words that I am missing. Speak to me in terms uncertain. Together we can lift the curtain.

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This Box Makes Noise is a collection of songs written by Joe Matzzie. It was funded by a successful Kickstarter campaign in August of 2013.

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released May 6, 2014

Words and Music by Joe Matzzie ©2014
There's Been A Publishing, ASCAP
Produced, Engineered & Mixed by Brian Packer
Joe Matzzie ~[voice, guitars, percussion]
Nate Laguzza ~[drums, percussion]
Adam Popick ~[bass]
Brian Packer ~[guitars, keyboards, sound design]
Michael Feinberg ~[bass]
Kathy Djouallah~[vocal harmony]
Recorded at Kingsize Soundlabs, Los Angeles CA
Mastered by Dana J White - Specialized Mastering

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Joe Matzzie Los Angeles, California

Award Winning Songwriter/Guitarist/Vocalist Joe Matzzie grew up in Pittsburgh PA surrounded by acoustic music. Music Connection Magazine describes Joe’s voice as “a signature, high register rasp that conveys the ever-present feeling of love in his lyrics”. Although his genre falls within Americana Folk, his authentic charm has more than once been likened to that of Jazz legend Cab Calloway. ... more

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