Something Fierce

by Marian Call

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Andreas Heinakroon
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Andreas Heinakroon Marian manages to combine her relentless energy and quirkiness with a humble sensitivity that my cynical stone-dead heart just can't defend itself against. Listen to this glorious double album at your own risk - you WILL buy it. Favorite track: Early Is as Early Does.
Dan Gillard
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Dan Gillard It's tough choosing any one favorite song, I enjoy them all on this album. Marian takes you on a voyage of sorts with the different types of songs and its a very enjoyable trip.

Favorite track: Aurora Borealis.
Jwyl
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Jwyl So many of these songs are my 'favorite'... Good Morning Moon for a bouncy-wake-up-want-a-good-day and Anchorage gives me warm fuzzies and virtual welcome-home-hugs. Favorite track: Anchorage.
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    ***> This double album includes two compact discs in a carbon-neutral digipak made from post-consumer recycled materials. It has 4 panels and includes a 16-page book of lyrics, along with gorgeous photos by Brian Adams (baphotos.com) and illustrations by Karen Luke Fildes (karenlukefildes.com).

    ***> Contact marian@mariancall.com with questions or issues with downloads and orders, including address updates etc.

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1.
Good morning Moon, love, how you doin'? I've got business with you today Good evening, Sun, I'll see you soon I wake on my own terms lately Who's to say we're upside-down Who's to say we're falling if we miss the ground Who's to say we're going nowhere If we like spinning 'round and 'round? Doo doot doot doo... Good morning Stars, love, how you are? Nice we finally see eye to eye Good day to be a speck like me Fast and free, that's how we fly Who's to say we're upside-down Who's to say we're falling if we miss the ground Who's to say we're going nowhere If we like spinning 'round and 'round? Good morning me, love, where you be? Keep your eyes open wide -- Babe, we gonna be all right! Doo doot doot doo... We like we like spinning 'round and 'round. Good morning Moon, love, how you doin'? I've got business with you today.
2.
Well I had a good time Sweetheart, that's for sure Well I wanna thank you for all your trouble But if you lose my number now I won't complain 'Cause you're my Avocado Baby -- only only good for one day 'Cause you're my Sushi Baby -- only only good for one day Well we had a good run Pumpkin, that's for sure Well I wanna thank you for all your hustle But tomorrow I'll be 500 miles away 'Cause you're my Faux Fur Baby -- nice and soft but not worth a dime 'Cause you're my MTV Baby -- oh so noisy and not worth my time Well I had a good laugh Dollface, that's for sure Well I wanna thank that extra pitcher But you can stalk me online or at the show Yeah you can call and text and call I won't be home 'Cause I think I do it better on my own You're my New High Heels Baby -- only fun for one day You're my Sushi Baby -- only only fresh for one day You're my Avocado Baby, my Avocado Baby Only good for one thing
3.
They drank all the pilsner and ate all the oranges And she thought as the rotten and rusty door hinges Squealed as he left, how remarkably deftly How utterly thoroughly he'd failed to confess He'd evaded the point and eluded the mood She meant to convey when she laid out the food Even put up her hair, but the boy wouldn't bite And it was almost sexy, but not quite. Still how could she fret when she'd won that small bet With a well-meaning friend who had sworn it would end With a kiss and a cry and a happy reveal (For what man could resist such a gem of a meal?) She'd collect on the cash, but her victory stung She cursed at the cat that had captured her tongue She broke out the chocolate and started to write And it was almost helpful, but not quite. "Dear Sir, I've been dropping hints like bricks on you. We were both rehearsing for this awkward interview. I'm done with making small talk and I'm done with being scared, Because I heard from a friend of a friend That you came with your speaking points prepared. Dear Sir, I am taking matters into my own hands. I hope I do not dry your interest if I dare to take this chance. Do not underestimate me, boy; look closer and you'll find That if you peel back the polite, there might be something fierce inside! "Remember the fête where the two of us met? (Less a bolt from the blue, more our social ineptness) The cool kids swarmed but you clung to the corner, And that's why my poor heart, before I could warn her, Broke from the bunch to bolt to your side -- The rest of me followed, a bit starry-eyed. And you took off your hat and you bought me some wine, And it was almost awkward -- but not quite. "Well, we are not so much for big parties and such (We'd rather observe than be part of the crush), So you unpacked your camera to frame the good times, And I nabbed a used napkin to scribble some lines. The chemistry swept us both off our toes -- You shot no one else -- I couldn't compose -- And you said I was sweet, nearly kissed me goodnight, And it was almost perfect, but -- not -- quite -- "Dear Sir, You've been dropping hints like bombs on me. I have this file of evidence -- see exhibits A and B. I'm done with making small talk and I'm done with being scared, Because I noticed just how many times tonight you ran your fingers through your hair. Dear Sir, I am taking matters into my own hands. I think that I might love you, and I hope you'll understand That if I beat you to the punch, it's just because my patience tried -- And if you peel back the polite, there might be something fierce inside! "From that day to this, your timidity's disenchanted me. You were looking so longing, why couldn't you say you wanted me? I could vow that I'll hate you with all of my will, But unfortunate me, you can see how I'll fail. I've been waiting a year -- I've been waiting for you -- I've been biting my tongue, and I'm almost through. "Dear Sir, I am dropping my last guard for you. I'm fearful and I'm foolish and I'm agitated too. All this anticipation without consummation, it's hard on a poor girl's pride And though I doubt I'll send this letter -- If I did you'd see how I've tried."
4.
I dreamed this dream That's not how I ought to start a song, but tag along Sometimes the tried clichés are true And there were you, all mysterious and smooth Wrapped in riddles, worth a little scar or two So I opened up Might not be new for most of you, but listen up Some of us are more repressed than others And we try, experiment from time to time I thought I'd dream of being dreamed of Thought I'd pine -- for a time But I woke up in New Mexico, running with my palms wide open And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight I woke up over Joshua Tree, stars all poking fun of me And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight -- my heart she tried I wanna make my home in these poor bones And shake the New York lonely off of me Never you mind You are the ditch I tumbled into running blind Dropped my caution, stopped my watching, and for what? I slept right through the truth of us So don't you fret, you bear no fault, I just slipped up -- just tripped up And it's hell to pay I'm bound for Concord and I'm conquered, I'm betrayed I'll point my bleeding nose back north where I belong Rocky Mountains, point me home I really hate my coming late by what you knew all along -- It's in every damn love song -- Your rocks are colder Your coast is older But the names are all all new all new all new And I woke up under turning trees, Jersey raining leaves on me And my heart shut tight against the Orleans night I woke up on Montana roads, bleeding hard and dogged by hope And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight Oh, my heart she tried so hard to do like humans do To fall a little fall, to dream a dream or two I'll fly back across the plains again and perch a humbled spell And come back for the Maritimes when I have learned my lessons well You guard your own -- you stay awake The house makes the rules -- the house wins the game. I woke up in New Mexico, running with my palms wide open And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight I woke up under Joshua Tree, 29 Palms mocking me And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight I woke up in New Mexico, I knew exactly how we'd go And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight I woke up over Joshua Tree, stars all poking fun of me And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight, my heart she tried I wanna make my home in these poor bones And shake the New York lonely off of me
5.
Free Bird 02:19
Babe I love your windowsill You asked me here, I think I will So settle in and cock your ear Because this birdie likes to sing you The songs you like to hear But Babe you better behave Watch your mouth and wash your face Lock up the dog and turn off your phone And don't think you can take me home 'Cause I'm a free bird I'm a free little bird So set your net aside And lock your cage up in the closet Not gonna say what you want me to Play what you want me to Stay where you want me to Fly -- when you see just how high I go You'll surely know I don't just sing for you. You can beg and plead and say you need me But you don't. And if my independence vexes you I'm sure you'll cope. Find some other hen to hold. So Babe I'll decorate your windowsill Enjoy and keep a picture if you will But in a stitch I got to fly And babe I think that you know you know why 'Cause I'm a free bird I'm a free little bird So set your net aside And lock your cage up in the closet Not gonna say what you want me to Play what you want me to Rhyme when you want me to Fly -- when you see just how high I go You'll finally know There's things I won't sing -- even for you.
6.
He likes the smell of the incense She likes her Indian food The sweltering subway so intense Not a gesture is left unpursued 'Cause they're not in the mood to miss miracles Culling their half-baked assumptions Paradigms toppling untried Demolishing decades-old hunches With their eyes all unraveled and wide At the top of the tide And nowhere to hide Temporal dominoes stacked to the sky Stuttering syllables strung out to dry When he dammed up the river of reasons that fish couldn't fly She mustered the mettle to try Hostels to harbor them homeless Fishing holes dawning in dew Tapping the glass on the compass Getting lost in the accents of blue On the margins of true Staring skyward Training from Oxford to Cardiff At ear-popping edges of speed Heads all a-scatter and starry What we want, what we mean, what we need They can no more misread Once you know what you know Then you know how you know that you Temporal dominoes stacked to the sky Spiraling syllables strung out to dry When he dammed up the river of reasons that fish couldn't fly She mustered the mettle to try And the stars will keep spinning if nobody sees them And the moon will keep drawing the ocean apart If you're smothered in cities of fragile agreement Then pack your bags yesterday yesterday yesterday Tie down your heart and start to -- hiyiyi He likes the smell of the incense She likes her Indian food We're tourists in search of the blessings and curses of messes and motion And strangers and spectacle -- we're Catching our breaths before galaxies Galloping glimpses of art Temporal dominoes stacked to the sky Spiritual syllables strung out to dry When he dammed up the river of reasons that fish couldn't fly She mustered the mettle to try The days are just dominoes stacked to the sky And towers do topple, so brace yourself by If you're swamped in the swelter of reasons to never ask why Look to the sky Look to the sky
7.
Highway Five 04:29
I'm packing up again to take a drive down old familiar Highway Five Where every curve feels like a friend I've traveled north and south since I was born for family, friends, love, and war I know this road from end to end, hiyiyi This is my coast, this is my home, from San Diego up to Nome Haven't seen it all yet but I will And I want to memorize it, every inch, want to remember where I've been I bless these waves, I bless this wind, I bless this grace and all my sins I mean to take the side streets where I can, maps and the cost of gas be damned The miles are only miles for me So I breeze through my familiar ports of call, Rice Hill, Ukiah, Kelso, all right where I know they’re s’posed to be, hiyiyi... Looks to be a year of go and touch -- leaning on my coffee like a crutch With shards of daydreams in my hands And the hot springs and the cold creeks, the lonely Bay and the long long weeks Will frame my jokes & penetrate my plans, hiyiyi ... Road'll grind you down you give it time, but there are those that don’t much mind Our corners start to curving 'til we shine Traveling don’t make me special, no, I am just one more lonely soul Trying hard to try hard to stay kind, yiyiyi This is my ghost, this is my home -- millions of miles my mind can’t own No one’s seen it all; no one will But I want to memorize it, every inch, want to remember where I’ve been I bless these waves, I bless this wind, bless this grace & all my sins
8.
It sounds nice on your planet; I'll visit sometime Rolling waves, pretty sunsets -- I'll visit sometime I'll pack all my problems -- I'll leave them with you And when I get home, with a tan, scrubbed in sand, No more blood on my hands, I'll know just what to do Darling I hate you And I thought that you should know I want to damage your calm, want to undo your smile Let me loathe you awhile, let me loathe you awhile It may not be your fault, I'm sure you meant very well But I cannot get mad, no I cannot raise hell When it's really the cat or the car or the weather or web or the flu There's just you And for right now You will do It sounds nice on your planet; please send my regards With a smile and a slow wave, please send my regards Do warn your connections when you mean to come home So I can prepare for the welcome I've planned, Rusty pitchfork in hand, a few tricks of my own Oh Darling, I hate you And I wanted you to know
9.
Ina flew the coop and it was all uphill from there Things kept getting better at a rate she could hardly bear She crossed the widest ocean in a little silver bird From north of north to south of south because he said the word Ina took the sea urchin he gave her, spines and all She ate it without flinching, and the boy began to fall I helped her pack her things, I got some nice secondhand clothes The kind meant for adventuring -- what will I do with those? But if ever love astounds you, you have to let it, have to let it Oh if ever joy surrounds you, you have to let it, have to let it Oh if ever love astounds you, you have to let it, have to let it Melody was levelheaded, never looked to leap But he was wild and willing, plunged in doubtless, plunged in deep She tiptoed by the edge that he was beckoning her to And closed her eyes and crossed herself, and what else can you do? 'Cause if ever love astounds you... Melody jumped in headfirst and thought that she might drown They planned their hikes and built their kites, they nailed the future down But now every path is laced with plans unraveled without him Nowhere left for her to walk but on the rocks around the rim Ginny, she was never there, not even when she was Only dated absentee to quarantine her flaws Not much pleasure, not much pain, and oh so awful stiff Watchin' everybody else go tumbling off that cliff So here I am With this torch With this flame With my thoughts With your name No regrets No offense Damage done What else could I have -- oh Ina found true love, but only for a little while Breakup broke her heart a bit, but couldn't crack her smile I hear she's headed home again, I hear she's doing fine Her heart has got a workout -- it's stronger far than mine Oh if ever love astounds you...
10.
When it's your first time in Tok and you're broke and just limping down the line And it's forty below and you know that they know that you're a hopeful from Outside And people speak distinctly as if you're foreign And you forgot to plug your car in And you're clearly overdressed, even for winter And your self-assurance slowly starts to splinter Oh it takes a little effort to keep your head on straight To laugh as if you mean it, to whistle while you wait It takes a little effort to warm up one more smile To bear another stare, to brave another mile When it's the first time you could get to West Hollywood and you're slathered in sunscreen And you drive really slow, so you know that they know that you're another Joe with a dream And you're wearing your old secondhand blue jeans And you keep turning your head at limousines And everybody else looks so damn pretty And you're feelin' extra grungy and extra indie Oh it takes a little effort to hold your head up straight To dress just like you want to, to whistle while you wait It takes a little effort to not avert your eyes To trust that you belong there -- it might just be yourself that you surprise And when you're hopelessly lost in downtown Austin and the crowd's too cool for words And you don't wanna go but you know that they know you're one of thousands of songbirds And you can't hardly be heard above the racket 'Cause everybody there is tryin' to hack it And you've never been compelled to sleep outdoors yet So you're feelin' all establishment and corporate Oh it takes a little effort to keep your head on straight To laugh and really mean it, to whistle while you wait It takes a little effort to sometimes plug your ears To play without pretensions, but also without fear Because some of us will never quite feel the thrill of being safe in our own skin When it's your first time around you might flounder a bit 'til you fit in And although I do heartily admire Folks whose natural graces seem inspired I expect the truly confident are fewer Than I am generally inclined to think And it's worth a little effort to look 'em in the eye To whistle while you're waiting, to flutter 'til you fly Oh, it's worth a little effort and a lot of honesty It's worth some work believing It takes a little practice to learn to be
11.
Early is as early does and that seems right to me I'm the first to test the sidewalks, and I look up from my feet to greet that early morning smell, that early warning chill, oh... A heavy heart was sitting on my rumpled bed today It tells me what it thinks of you -- I tell it not to think that way But it don't hear me, babe. I tried to send it on its way, but oh... And I guess I'm getting tired of chasing you so hard So I thought maybe this morning I would take a few steps Out into the yard -- and when you didn't stir, I went right out the gate I kept the dogs shut in babe, but I think that I escaped Early is as early does, and that suits me just fine But I'm probably not being fair, so come correct me, Come and get my wander-weary mind, come and interrupt my stride, oh... Guess I'll just go walking around downtown with all my business on my back From café to café to café wondering if you miss me, if you're gonna Track me down and kiss me good (just like I always thought you would) But I hear no hounds or sirens -- maybe I misunderstood. The last few leaves are falling -- the snow is soon to come I wonder where my steps might lead me if I never turn around And run back home to you. Do you really want me to? I can't say what it would mean If you'd take one step out that door and scream my name Are you sleeping? Are your dreams so fair? Do you need me? Were you ever really there? Guess I'll just go walking around downtown... ...And I feel a little heavy, but you know, I can't complain Because truth be told, I love these early morning hours And I love the rain. I love the journey, how the ground feels solid when Nothing else supports your weight, when every breaker seems to bend
12.
Oh, I wish I were a real Alaskan girl I wish that I could hold my beer I could wear hip waders in summer and heels at ten below I'd have sexy wooly legs with long and flowing frozen hair Oh to be a scowgirl in the Last Frontier Where chicks run the Iditarod and win it Oh, I could wrench on my own goose and I would jerk my own moose And I'd drive a huge domestic truck and actually haul stuff in it A little less sugar, little more spice A whole lot of fire and even more ice From Kotzebue to Ketchikan, from Dead Horse to Attu Alaskan chicks can teach a city girl like me a thing or two Oh, I wish I were a real Alaskan girl Because I hear that they kick ass Oh, it's easy to see why a local woman's in demand The guys have to queue up for years to get a chance to hold your hand I'd find me some big burly bush pilot boy I would hook and reel him in and fiancé him But if he ever double-crossed me or tried to do me wrong I wouldn't hardly hesitate to skin, gut, and filet him I'd shoot more than a camera at the animals and such I'd eat Rudolph for breakfast and Bullwinkle for lunch Alaskan girls are fearsome and fearless by design They kill mosquitoes with a look and mess with trusting tourists' minds They're ruggedly handsome in their way They're wild and free and meant to be that way So from Jakalof to Juneau raise a glass to a proud and confident and deserving Alaskan woman you know And from Beaver to Tatitlek, here's to ladies who understand that their self-image should have nothing whatsoever to do with their shade of lipstick I wish I were a real Alaskan girl, but when it comes down to it For most of us, Los Anchorage is gonna have to do it
13.
This house has no windows; you'd think it would keep out the light But I know the sun's up; I can't sleep I can't think I can't fight Wake me up or let me sleep But don't wait on the dreams I don't keep I'm different from you -- it's hard but it's true So love, let me be the me that you knew Morning is coming one bird at a time This house has no windows you'd think it would keep out the noise But the walls are a trap kit, the furniture moans at the joints Be my rock or be my sand But don't hold out for news of my plans I'm different from you -- it's hard but it's true So love let me be, I'll walk us both through Morning is coming one bird at a time Wake me with voices of pardon and voices of peace Walk with me over the threshold and shoulder your grief Let's be the traffic lights, let's be the train Let's be the mittens left out in the rain Let's be each other and let's be together again This house has no windows; you'd think it would keep out the light Though a new day don't mean much to someone who has to be right Work my nerves or work your wiles But don't bank on a change in my style I'm different from you -- it's hard but it's true Still I'd rather be sadder and wiser with you Morning is coming one bird at a time
14.
I'm wearing five pretty hats today I got four places to be and three critical endeavours to save Two hands are not enough to balance all this stupid stuff and One head can hardly run on zero hours of sleep You know that it's not fun But Sixth Avenue is calling me away It's seven blocks from here to eight or nine perfect cafés I guess I've drawn some kind of line, gonna drop some balls, gonna make some time My steps are steering that way now It's not like I'm useful lately anyhow I'm gonna waste some time and play I'm gonna find the right café I'm gonna lay down my dismay and sit in just one chair all day And wonder wonder wonder -- what it would take to stop The world -- a spell I feel dizzy and a bit unwell Just sit, just stare There's no one in mortal peril if I Stop the world awhile One raw sugar please, I love your smile Babe Just chill, just breathe I'll take this one in a real cup please I'm gonna breathe deep 'til I'm dizzy Hey Stranger, you look pretty busy Hey Love, you look like a zombie on parade You got a cell phone sword and a briefcase barricade You can't taste your coffee when you drink so fast, is that your tenth Or eleventh cup? Stranger, look at me I've never said hello and that's killing me I've seen you here a dozen times But I've been wrapped up in my rhymes We've both got places to be and people to see and doubtless ladders to climb But wouldn't you wouldn't you love to stop The world -- with me Take ten minutes being just to be We'll talk -- or not You don't really need that extra shot Just sit down -- drink up Darlin', you look simply thunderstruck I'm new myself To this startled state of mental health And I'm mad, I'm sore So let's hold the phone, babe, let's hit ignore Might read, might just write Or I might not do one damn worthwhile thing tonight I like to walk downtown at night I like the calm, the dark, the lights I like the bracing winter air And I like having five minutes to care How've you been on your feet so long As if you had to run the world, had to right every last wrong As if you could! As if we're all waiting on you Aren't you tired of somnambulating? Stop the world a spell If you feel sick step off the carousel Just sit -- just stare Did you think the world would really care If you stopped the world with me? Sit down Love, we'll take some tea Let's rage, let's cry It feels so nice to depetrify Love I wanna lay down roots, I wanna hold the line I want a day of rest, I want a Sunday smile So take off your hat and unclench your teeth And fill up your mouth with something sweet You have to breathe. Write it on your forehead if you need to. Just don't forget -- Or aren't you tired of somnambulating yet?
15.
Equinox 04:23
It's coming on Equinox, I've found no balance for to speak of Just salt on my shoes – just recycled blues But I paid all my bills on time (I measure miracles per minute) I'm unlikely at best – I'm unlike all the rest. Funny to me still, how naturally it came to us How easy we were we, how clear things were to me Oh, I hope it snows... And maybe you, maybe we, maybe she... I know I'll see you again after Breakup When all the stacks of slush are gone When all the dirt is dry and warm – it could happen And you can be you again after Breakup And we're gonna laugh and laugh and laugh And I'll pick up the tab like nothing's happened 'Cause nothing happened It's coming on Equinox, no revelations worth a mention Just more light on the grime – just frost on my mind Your silence is broken now, but clarity's still hard to come by You're unlikely to say – unlikely to stay Funny to me still, how actually I don't much mind I love the long dark nights; I came here to chase the ice Oh, let it snow... I know I'll see you again after Breakup. Oh – it's coming on Equinox. Lost my headlamp, lost my scraper In puddles of mud – my heart's like to flood. But waking up's easier now the clocks are set for sunlight Just get me to June – I'll be over you soon Funny to me still, how factually the seasons change No pain when that ice cracks – I'm gainin' minutes back And maybe you, maybe we, we may be...
16.
E.S.B. 04:35
It's rainin' but it wants to snow I'm stayin' but I ought to go But it's cold out, it's cold out You smell of chocolate and dry leaves You sound so soft and feel so sweet But you're so bitter goin' down Make it go away – say we'll be okay I don't know how to love someone so dark I don't know how to leave someone so real I don't feel like myself when we're apart I can't imagine staying 'til you heal, whoa... I know it's time to cut you free But memory plays these tricks on me And you make my head ache, my My judgment wavers when you're near So I consent to one more beer But it's so bitter goin' down Make it go away – say I'll be okay So step away from me a little while Until my head stops spinning from your taste 'Cause I don't need a dose of you to smile 'Cause I don't have another hour to waste
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Parables rich with the riddles you'd wrestle with if you'd read them through But light leaks through these lines and fictions fail my designs My pen will not obey – my characters don't stay An avalanche rolled across the one road between us and town So we stayed and we played with the bones and we watched the sad solstice sun go down Stuck in the silence of acres of snow, tempting the tokens you took And you want to get back to your drinks with the boys and I want to keep writing my book 'Cause I'm where he said she said no – and she said he shouldn't go I know what they'll decide – I'll steer their words aright But if your wheels get to weavin', if you drive like you're drunk You can blame it on the ruts in the road And if the big bad guys tail ya, if the little ones honk Then just lean into your staggering load It's a perilous road I want one more chance, an allowance advance, I want absolution too So they'll stay and they'll weigh all the good times and bad and they'll talk the matter through I'll make them both make nice – I'll clear the mud and ice I'll send them home tonight – and she'll sit down and write Displacing her curses on second/third persons she'll fill three pages of mine We'll write about writers who can't seem to right the reveals outside the lines Stuck in the silence of acres of snow, struggling to structure the book And they say that by now the way out may be cleared, and I don't think I like your look And we'll bury bones beneath our layers of make-believe But my pen will not obey – my characters won't stay But if your wheels get to weavin', if you drive like you're drunk You can blame it on the ruts in the road And if the big bad guys tail ya, if the little ones honk Then just lean into your punishing load And if you're rollin' too fast, if your exit's just passed You can blame it on the ruts in the road And if you're runnin' too hot for the lamp oil you brought Then just lean into your worrisome load And if changes come slow, love, the farther you go Blame it on the ruts in the road And if your story don't follow that old plot you borrowed Just lean into your staggering load It's a perilous road
18.
Ni ni, ni ni, ni nigh'... Stitch the edge of afternoon Lace with light the eyelets through Ribbons 'round the dark Cords to tie it true Ribbons for your hair Child fair Child Nightlights for to wear Child there Child Lift your weary eyes O lonely clear O gladdening night, ni ni nigh... Seams by sight the stars to bind Hem the fires of frozen fine Meet your Solstice here Dark to deep inclined Ribbons for your hair Love fair Love Nightlights for to wear Love there Love Lift your aching eyes O lonely clear O gladdening night, ni ni nigh...
19.
Anchorage 07:40
Today my childish laughter falls away The stakes were real and we won't feel okay With a knot of bitter worry in my eyes And a tearless year or two since the last day The last damn day, the last day that I cried No no no no / take me back home No no no no / take me away Bring her 'round slow / no no no no Tie her up right / I'll sail round the night I'll dock when it's day No no no no / I got no home No no no no / only a way Bring her 'round slow / no no no no I know where I'll land I'll unclench my hands I'm willing to stay So see me down, see me down to the edge of the wild Stroll me out to the end of the pier Reel me in to the places we knew our own faces Over wine, over coffee and beer And anchor me anchor me anchor me anchor me here Walk with me, the sunset’s three hours long tonight We’ll blind our disbelieving eyes with light And if the dusk admits our fear of death We’ll write a worthy hymn and cork it fast Cork it fast, we’ll float it west No no no no / got a ring full of keys No no no no / not a one of 'em mine Bring her 'round slow / no no no no Fold up the maps If love goes by haps Why look for a sign? No no no no / I got no home No no no no / only a way Bring her 'round slow / no no no no The water's not clear But I've washed ashore here And I'm willing to stay So see me down, see me down to the edge of the wild Stroll me out to the end of the bow Point me back to the places we knew our own faces Without wondering much why or how And anchor me anchor me anchor me anchor me now My body and my mind have scarcely met I’ve spent my whole life being elsewhere and elsewhen So ground me in the only house I own Forgive my absence, love And teach me to live Teach me to live, to live alone, no no no no See me down, see me down to the edge of the wild... And anchor me anchor me anchor me anchor me here

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'Something Fierce' is a fan-funded album by Anchorage artist Marian Call. It's a double album; volume I is called 'Good Luck With That' and volume II is called 'From Alaska.' (The split is between tracks 9/10, if you're curious, track 10 starts the second half.)

The music is a little silly but mostly very sincere and honest, mostly acoustic, occasionally symphonic, eclectic, rhythmic and warm with a side of whimsy. Marian approximates the sweeter, wilder improvisational vocals in her live shows more on this record than on any to date.

Marian really really really hopes you like it, or at least some of it.

You can find lyrics and more liner notes on most tracks as well as at marianmarginalia.wordpress.com/something-fierce-lyrics-and-liner-notes/.

This download includes some pretty liner notes, but there are even longer liner notes, with more photos, for online viewing at www.flickr.com/photos/mariancall/sets/72157627571585902/show/.

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released October 1, 2011

Aaron Benolkin // Pedal steel, banjo, acoustic & electric guitars
Alyssa Fridenmaker // Violin
Brandon Cockburn // Drums
Brian Adams // Hasselblad
Bryan Ray // Acoustic guitar
Cameron Cartland // Congas, bongoes, cuica, shekere, triangle, cabasa, bass drum, snare drum, djembe, and many many many other percussion instruments
The Colter Pavlich Lemons // Drums, bells, bike bell, hammer head, shakers, claps, and probably more
Corwyn Wilkey // Trumpet
David Pew // Accordion, trumpet, nose trumpet valves, banjo, mechanical pencil
David George Gordon // Harmonica, jaw harp
Ellen Pew // Cello
Eric Rodgers // Fiddle, Mandolin
Errol Bressler // Bass
Jordan Shindle // Acoustic & electric guitars, tuba
Karen Luke Fildes // Flute, turkey baster
Marian Call // Typewriter, rainstick, keyboards, shakers, claps, tambourine, vocals, incidentals
Nathan Levine // Upright bass
Paul Pew // Piano, Hammond organ
Rama Ishaya // Piano
Rose McIntosh // Violin
Scott Barkan // Acoustic & electric guitars, bass
Stephen Rosser // Djembe
Zippy // Shaker

Mixed and mastered by Brian R. Taylor at BRT Music in Brooklyn, NY and Woodland Hills, CA, brtmusic.com

Recording engineered by:

Brian R. Taylor at BRT Music in Brooklyn, New York and Woodland Hills, California
Shawn Simmons at Red Room Studios and Avast! Studios in Seattle, Washington
Erik Braund at Hotel Erik Braund AK, Anchorage, Alaska
Paul Pew at Zippy Recordings in Austin, Texas
Aaron Benolkin at Studio ~aB in Anchorage, Alaska
Nick Petumenos at Westchester Music Studios in Anchorage, Alaska
Tony Fabris at Monkey Brains Studios in Seattle, Washington
Tony Thomas at Pacific Studios in Tacoma, Washington
Ryan Brownell at The Garden Studio in Anchorage, Alaska
Marian Call in many many cities on many many occasions

All songs written and edited by Marian Call

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Marian Call has things to say. She sounds a little like Ingrid Michaelson meets They Might Be Giants & Regina Spektor for bourbon & laughs, which sounds improbable, but give it a try. She hails from Alaska and tours North America and Europe, and she lives on Twitter. Her songs are quirky, sharp, surprising confections in every genre full of rich dark carmelized sugar, savor, & spice. ... more

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