Paradising Bridge

by The Elizabeth Dane

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All four members of Chicago rock outfit The Elizabeth Dane are pop-culture obsessives, and on their second album, Paradising Bridge, their love of classic rock, horror movies, and literature becomes a running theme. But the songs aren't merely fan tributes to extant works of art. Rather, each track uses a different musician, genre film, or novel as a springboard to explore a variety of topics. On opener "Blue-Turtle Yoga", the band slinks into a faux-reggae groove as guitarist/vocalist McKenzie Gerber imagines Gordon Sumner (a.k.a. Sting) slowly losing his mind in an incoherent haze of yoga, social crusading, and tantric sex. Later on, lead guitarist/vocalist Jon Patrick Penick casts the specter of Syd Barrett over the 9-to-5 office grind ("Madcaps"), and bassist/vocalist Dan Caffrey sees the serial killer from the Halloween films as a personification of existential dread ("I Saw Michael Myers Standing Outside My House"). KISS, the Eagles, A Christmas Carol, and Naked Lunch also figure into the lyrics.

Because of these diverse pop-culture roots, Paradising Bridge is a record brimming with more hooks, humor, and major chords than its gloomier predecessor, 2014's Into The Thinny. The fact that it was recorded live in one day by drummer Maxwell J Shults (who also mixed and produced the album) also contributes to the LP's loose, spirited atmosphere. Pop culture is The Elizabeth Dane's passion. It is their joy. It is their paradise.

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released April 1, 2016

All songs written & performed by The Elizabeth Dane:
Dan Caffrey – Bass / Vocals / Lyrics (1, 3, 10)
Mac Gerber – Left Guitar / Vocals / Lyrics (1, 4, 6, 9)
Jon Patrick Penick – Right Guitar / Vocals / Lyrics (2, 5, 8)
Maxwell J Shults – Drums / Etc.

Dialogue on 5 performed by Teagan Walsh-Davis,
Taken from the play "Terry" written by Randall Colburn

Recorded live at Hell's Half Acre Studio on December 13th, 2015
Additional vocal recording on January 18th & February 7th, 2016
Engineered, produced & mixed by Maxwell J Shults
Artwork & design by Nina Helene Hirten

The Elizabeth Dane would like to thank: Nancy & Randy Shults for the space/patience; Michael Catano for the microphones; Nina Hirten for the amazing artwork; Tegan Walsh-Davis for her voice; Randall Colburn for his words; Casey Bentley, Justin Gerber, Sarah Santarelli, Susan Myburgh, Catherine Bullard, Matt Test, Alison & Mike Balletta, Drew, Janine, Peg, & Owen Caffrey, Adele & Howard Walker, Allison Shoemaker, Liz Goodson, Chris & Amanda Acevedo, Joshua Powell & The Great Train Robbery, Not Blood Paint, Sadie and The Stark, White Syrens, Transistor Records, and everyone who has come out to see us play.

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Track Name: Blue-Turtle Yoga
‘Cause this world’s too stressful
My Cock does vinyasa, keeps it calm
It keeps it from getting
A Cock heart attack
If it’s relaxed

I need tantric sex, doll
Need karate poses out on the deck
Fighting all of my demons
Fighting all of the evil of the world

My Cock does jazz fusion
Keeps it well-read, it keeps the dinner parties
Ending in my bed
Ride the blue turtle with me, won't ya, girl?

Tiny Buddhas enlighten
Humming mantras, yeah they’re coming for you
We need New-Age music
There’s no rock and roll blues for this desert cruise

OH-Oh-oh
OH-Oh-oh
OH-Oh-oh
Blue Turtle!

My Cock looks like Play-Doh
From fucking too much, fuck-ing too much
My Cock is enlightened, my cock is so wise
Cock needs a crutch

Will you still be my Durga?
My multi-limbed queen, my sexy dream?
Making transcendent sweet love,
Making love ‘til my cock turns black and green!

OH-Oh-oh
OH-Oh-oh
OH-Oh-oh
Blue Turtle!
Track Name: Eugene
Kiss me eye to eye
New York blackout night
Roses carried for me
Thorns dig sweet in your seams
Remember to breathe

If we tried again
If you let me in
Would you set me free
I'm on my way, Eugene
Warm Eugene

Don't let me fall

Colored ripped-up heel
Black and blue, we're still
Though the years did fade
The Brooklyn heart remains
Lovers stay the same

I still feel that night
In the cell phone light
Please ask, don’t scream
I'm on my way, Eugene
Cold Eugene

Don't let me fall

Love was all around
When they put you in the ground
And you left me
They say love was all around
When you put me in the ground
And you left me
Why'd you leave me?

Eugene?
Track Name: I Saw Michael Myers Standing Outside My House
The smell of latex
Or is it just 21st-century dread?
What do I say next
When I can’t tell if it’s in my head?

So I shut up and try to sleep
Keep my chin tucked in like a dying church mouse
Wikipedia these movies, but can’t go too deep
‘Cause I saw Michael Myers standing outside my house

Went to the office
Some guy had a seizure on the express train
And I just lost it
He wore karate headgear to protect his brain

I got no work done
Wasted my whole day reading about climate change
Reload my staple gun
To keep my sight on white light in the target’s range

Then at home, he was behind the hedge
Hands on leaves that were dead and brown
We’re all just pirouetting on the butcher knife’s edge
And I saw Michael Myers standing outside my house

So I shut up and try to sleep
Keep my chin tucked in like a dying church mouse
Wikipedia these movies, but can’t go too deep
And I saw Michael Myers standing outside my house

He’s at the staircase
He’s in the kitchen, can’t see his eyes
He’s at the front door
He’s in the backyard while the laundry dries

Then at home, he was behind the hedge
Hands on leaves that were red and brown
We’re all just pirouetting on the butcher knife’s edge
And I saw Michael Myers standing outside my house

So I shut up and try to sleep
Keep my chin tucked in like a dying church mouse
I Wikipedia these movies, but can’t go too deep
And I saw Michael Myers standing outside my house
Track Name: Ghost
Watch that handle, no, I'm sure it's alive
Its lips parted, pouring over hope and of a new life
Turned a shoulder, turned a blind eye
Still the chains are sinking deep
They've caught my breath, they've caught my soul this time

Floating through the city, holding your hand
I feel a burning in my heart, one day you'll understand
I don't need another specter, need another vision
Oh yeah she's losing it, oh yeah, you know I've lost total control

Even in dreams, I can still hear you shout
You're always letting them in, you're always letting them in
And one day, I'm sure we'll figure this out
But your ghost is always haunting, ghost is always haunting this house

I found some letters, found some faded tapes
Nostalgia sets in, searching for a stand-up for a lost date
Clinging to the sting of a familiar apparition
Living a sin, living a lie, I hope you return!

Only in dreams, I can still hear you shout
You're always letting them in, you're always letting them in
And one day, you'll revisit this house!
But your ghost is always haunting, ghost is always haunting me now

Faded motions, faded tunes
Leading me back, leading me back, leading me back to you
Christmas present, gone too soon
Leading me back, leading me back, leading me back to you
Watch the handle, I'm sure it's alive
But the chains are sinking deep, they've caught my soul this time
And it's bringing me back, bringing me back, back to you
Track Name: Catherine
Catherine, won't you talk to me?
Catherine, won't you talk to me?
Catherine, won't you dance for me?
Catherine, won't you sing to me?

When will you say hello?
When will you say hello?
When will you let me know?

Pull my wings, I'll be your butterfly
To drink your blue, I would gladly die
Let me play for you the midnight sky
Catherine darling, don't you cry

When will you say hello?
When will you say hello?
When will you let me know?

"How exactly do you know a lady fancies you?
She moves in that peculiar way, smiles at you
Laughs at what you say
Maybe undoes that top button on her shirt, right?

"Well, think about me doing all of that right now
Exactly where you are now
What’s your next move gonna be, big guy?
You can trust me

"Nobody is going to learn anything
Of course you can cry underwater, Terry
I pulled a fly’s wings and still called it a fly"
Track Name: Terry
Terry!

You were an okay at best, they put your will to the test
Oh yeah, you were good
You could have played with the rest, you’re playing covers of “Beth”
Oh no!

I hear the clock, it’s ticking
I hope that there’s still time
But it’s just pop-star business
I’m slowly losing my mind

You bang your head ‘gainst the amp your parents bought second hand
Oh man, what a drag
Nobody said this was it, you never could give a shit
Your time has come, and you know that you’re done!

I don’t see your face anymore
The session’s over, it’s true
I hear your voice, it’s sickening
You know I’ll sell out for you!

Here we go!

Bobby! You’re such a dick
Bobby! Now where’s the bathroom? I feel fucking sick

Terry!
Track Name: Madcaps
I tend to take the habit of overdrive
I might just bash my head in
Pavement from skyline

The night terrors flood from
A fog and bloody haze
I'm scared and running
From who, I cannot say

Let's have another nightmare

I take you in
I shove you back down
But you still fuck ​with me​ somehow

I hear your sounds
But you get me somehow
My little Madcaps, Madcaps
Running all around

So many lovers run
Why did I let them get away?
I want to eat them alive
T​hen ​maybe ​they'd understand me

I'm so good at heart
Remember the happy me?
After a day of dark
You'd rather laugh and yell at me

Let's have another nightmare

I take you in
I shove you back down
But you still fuck ​with me​ somehow

I hear your sounds
But you get me somehow
My little Madcaps, Madcaps
Running all around

Madcaps, Madcaps
Running all around
Track Name: Bug Powder
A safe nest to call my own
The old emptiness
Where i feel the flood
Runs cool into my veins
I'm an addict now
I'm an addict now

Restlessness inside my soul
It's a terrible feeling
I can't call this home
Blame, blame on everything we've known
And all the futures
Though we've yet to cast that stone

Are you in, are you out?
I'm an addict now
I'm an addict now

Dear Joan, you've been a lousy lover
But a wonderful friend
Through and through, I've been able to use you
But this has to end
I think a shot to the head will do the trick
I don't really even have to talk you into it
Just think, you'll see the great unknown
Now, is this a bad omen?
Or is this a bad joke?

Are you in, are you out?
I'm an addict now
I'm an addict now

Are you in are you out?
I'm an addict now
I'm an addict now
Track Name: Desert Band-Name Blues
We went into the desert to find a band name
I said “Couldn’t we have done this at home?”
You said “No, man, it takes a desert to find a band name
It takes spelling out words in jackal’s bones”

We were wandering through the desert in search of a band name
But we couldn’t find any jackal’s bones
And I could still see the highway, and that depressed me
I said “I don’t know, fellas, I think we should’ve stayed home”

You said “Take this button, man, and drink this tea
We’ll get a nice fire going to blacken the moon”
I said “I don’t know, man, I’m feeling pretty thirsty
And I’d like to get going, going real soon”

We never found any jackal’s bones to build a band name
So we took apart a tumbleweed, used that instead
And Randy left the fucking peyote in the glovebox, man
So we took apart a cactus fruit, ate that instead

We didn’t get high
We just got kind of sick
So many types of sick, sick in the head
And our search for a band name was already dead