There Is No Reason Here (There is only a persistent feeling that we ought to look closely and love deeply)

by annie bacon & her OSHEN

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Recorded at Ninth Street Opus Studios in West Berkeley, California, "There Is No Reason Here" is a series of songs that dissect the human spirit from every angle, arranging instrumentation to encourage swells of emotion - both of sadness and peace. At the root of every song is Harmony. Even when there is only a melody, we become the harmonizers by stepping across onto the empathic emotional landscapes that the songs evoke.

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released November 19, 2009

all music & lyrics written by annie bacon

annie bacon - lead & harmony vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar on 4, ukulele & harmonium on 6
Ihor Pacholuk - drums
Scott Mesick - bass (all but 5 & 6)
James Caran - lead guitar on 3 & 4
Elizabeth Greenblatt - harmonies on 4
Chris Pickering - lead guitar on 1
Jacob Groopman - lead guitar on 2
Ryan Lukas - upright bass on 6
Brendan Jones - trumpet on 6

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Track Name: Los Angeles Thursday
Running water behind the hedge
Of a neatly columned, light blue cottage
Succulent fingers and succulent knees
Fifty foot towers are palm trees

Planes departing and arriving
Spot the sky, like stars out driving

An old man says, with passing eyes
"All the beauty, in time it dies"
I turn on my stair and cry my cause
"It's a beautiful night!", he turns to pause

Planes departing and arriving
Spot the sky, like stars out driving
Like stars out driving

He points skyward, shrugs and turns
Bird of paradise, in orange and purple burns
A cactus shows me his gruesome spines
Beauty, I suppose, tonight it's just mine

Planes departing and arriving
Spot the sky, like stars out driving
Stars out driving
Track Name: Uphill
Want you to tell me I'm beautiful (want, want you)
Want you to tell me I'm smart (want, want you)
You should take every opportunity (you, you should)
To try and win my heart (try, try and)

But if you don't love me already
You probably never will
Cause it goes way uphill, way uphill
Before it gets better

Still, you should shower me with praises (you, you should)
And leave me little notes (leave, leave me)
Kiss me on the eyelids (kiss, kiss me)
While you're putting on your coat (while, while you're)

But if you don't love me already
You probably never will
Cause it goes way uphill, way uphill
Before it gets better

And its a long, long road
A long, long road
To the top of the hill
Track Name: Mother Memory
My mother
Doesn't remember my name
And she doesn't know why
I came here in the first place
Oh -oh -oh -oh

My daughter
Doesn't remember how to help me
And she doesn't know why
I need her help in the first place
Oh - oh - oh - oh

My husband
Doesn't remember how to tell me he loves me
And he doesn't know why
I go to a secret place to cry
Oh - oh -oh -oh

My life
Has been lived as though there's someone above us
But sometimes I think we might all
Just be floating on an aimless wind
Oh - oh - oh - oh
Track Name: My, My, My
My my my
There is no reason here
It's clear I'm not myself
But am I someone else?

My my my
There is no child to bear
Where did that longing go?
What if I never know?

My my my my my
I don't understand at all
Call it what you will
I could be dangerous
How could I have thought of this?

Walking through darkness
I will protect myself
The world demands so much
I will protect myself
I will protect myself

My my my
You smile from sometime else
But you are probably me
I'll probably be okay
Track Name: Sorry
I'm sorry I ruined your pants
I'm sorry I got them all red
I just turned my head, it happened so fast
I'd buy you a new pair of pants, but I can't

I was driving home from Hayward
I was driving on Highway 880
I just turned my head, it happened so fast
I'd buy you a new pair of pants, but I can't

And on the bedroom floor
It's a piece of paper, nothing more
It's a piece of what I thought that I'd remember
It's not what I remember

Persimmon trees in August
I wish I'd had one more blackberry
Explode on my tongue, too ripe from the sun
I just turned my head, it happened so fast

I know I should say don't be sad
But I guess I'm a little sad too
I won't get to see you ripen with child
Watch your black hair turn gray, as time shakes her leaves free

And on the bedroom floor
It's a piece of paper, nothing more
It's a piece of what I thought that I'd remember
It's not what I remember at all.
Track Name: Kabul
Everyone's got their sad story
It's not that God doesn't love me

They took my job
They took my child
My wife, my father, everything
And all the while it was raining in Kabul

I am nothing
I am no one
But I'm not one to complain

When I came . . .
The spirit transcends all the pain