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Malastrana

Record Details

Artist
Kenny Dread
Release
2008

℗ 2008 Summer Child Music

Produced by Kenny Dread. Recorded in West Cork, Chicago, Brooklyn, and The Catskills. Recorded by Jeremy Backofen, Joe Ferguson, Peter Andreadis, Jeff Hammand, Dan Sherer, Marcus McCarthy, Kenny Dread, Andrea Bunch, Gary Flessert, Bob Egan, Jim McHugh, Benny Steele. Mastered by Dan Stout.

Photography by Kelly Pembleton.

Special Thanks to Gesine Schulz, Dorothee Burney, Peter Reilly, Maria Goes, Chuck Smith, Sono Smith, D Bayne, Ramsey Gouda, Brian Parks, Burt Harrison, Shirley Harrison, Virginia Stein, Connie Gillock, Dan Sherer, Brian Frost, Alex Ugur, Bernard Fox, Gunhild Muschenheim, Miranda Daly, Holly LaBerge, Kennedy Greenrod, Anna Wilson, Blume, Jessica Pelkey-Blume, Nana Muschenheim, Iain Burrell, Levi Chen, Debi Buzil, Mark Shepherd, Kelly Pembleton, Courtney Contos, David Chen, Sue Brown, Jessica Brown, Eileen Lehane, Johnny Walsh, Claudia Böse, Ed Carr, Kevin Hogan, Shakti Kroopkin, Jim McHugh, Dave Stringer, Dearbhla Kelly, Maurice Seezer, Mick Daly, Jeff Martin, Fergus O’Farrell, Ger Wolfe.

Hey Now

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Featuring Andrea Bunch

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, portuguese guitar
Andrea Bunch singing
Brian Parks singing
Marja Gaynor violin
Bertrand Galen cello
D Bayne pump organ
Claude “Shaggy” Bauschinger upright bass
Ben Massarella drums
I want to know what’s happening with you
I want to hear you sigh in the night
Talking about it
I want to hear your awful story
See you cry in the silence thinking about it
We drove all night to hear you singing
You smiled at the sight of us sitting and listening
I want to know what is the reason
That we ride through the night on this
Wave of emotion

Last time we met I saw a side of you
I saw there’s no sprinkling wet petals on
The pain that’s inside you
I want to be your fleeting memory
Some guy that night sitting and listening
Night after night he asked the question
Is it all right that we lie with
My arms all around you?

All of my friends share this religion
All of them pray to gods of moonlight
And sacred invention
So tell it again, tell me a story
You can take all night, you can lie or
Digress if you want to, that’s fine

Little Wisdom

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, portuguese guitar, bass
Brian Parks singing
Iain Burrell singing
Jeremy Backofen singing
Scott Schenke lap steel guitar
D Bayne fender rhodes piano
Ben Massarella drums
When he walked her home from school
He was there to learn a lesson
Clued by vintage dresses
And black lace
The knowing smile across her face

It was just one afternoon
Holding hands with Little Wisdom
She spoke and he listened
To her tell about the temple in Wilmette
And the pop stars she had met
And how she took her Mother too
And that is something children rarely do

When he went to touch her face
She moved without explaining
Switched on the record player
Turned back

When he walked out of her room
He could hear the music playing
We may never pass this way again

Then he went to sleep in June
And he woke up in September
Summer’s dream like summers often do
With scattered scenes that don’t relate
Smoking weed and jumping trains
Quick collisions unexplained
Secrets left with strangers
As the night evaporates

Now he knows that this is true
Even Michael Jordan
Sometimes gonna miss a shot or two
And fleeting moments aren’t untrue
They’re just waving out of reach
Firecrackers on the beach
Oh turn around
Turn around and see

Every Highway

© Kenton Muschenheim/Craig Rosen (Summer Child Music ASCAP/No Static Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, electric guitar
Brian Parks singing
Craig Rosen singing
Iain Burrell singing
Jacob Stern fiddle
Mark Shepherd banjo
Claude “Shaggy” Bauschinger upright bass
Ben Massarella drums
From every highway
And every hill
I will find you
I will find you

From every byway
And every bridge
I will find you
I will find you

And I don’t want to hear the news about you
I prefer to recall
The days gone by
The days gone by
The days gone by

From every city
On every plain
I will find you
I will find you

From every murder
And every pain
I will find you
I will find you

And I don’t want to feel no way about you
I prefer to recall
The days gone by
The days gone by
The days gone by…

Mama Was Mine

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, dulcimer, slide guitar
Brian Parks singing
I remember the time
Mama was mine
When I was young
I almost forgot my dream

I dreamed you went away
Leaving the Son and Father to stay
I dreamed that I loved you still
I dreamed that we’d meet again
Years later in a foreign land
Like lovers secretly

I dreamed we’d meet again
When I was a man I’d see you again
I wouldn’t ask you anything

And when we’d meet again
I’d take your hand
Dark glasses and everything
You were beautiful

My dream was years ago
But sometimes it’s strange
To recall these things
‘Cause now you live in a foreign land
And when we meet again
I can’t do anything
To stop your tears

Day Of The Fire

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, nylon string guitar
Libby Reed singing
Nicole Mitchell flute
Marja Gaynor violin
Bertrand Galen cello
D Bayne piano
Claude “Shaggy” Bauschinger fretless acoustic bass
Ben Massarella drums
On the day of the fire

On the day of the fire
I walked through pools of lumiere d’or
When I reached your door
The light was silver blue
Everything was clean and cool

On the day of the fire

We made love that day for the last time
Even though it hurt you to do so
We hung our heads out of the window
Saw pillars of smoke
On the day of the fire
As if it was a time of war

Later that night we camped in the hills above town
In the dry brittle forest
Suddenly I wondered
What if there was a fire in the hills
What would you do if you knew I was burning?

Burning
What would you do if I was burning?
Did you know my heart is burning?
Oh Lord let me down

Seen It All B4

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, 12 string guitar, nylon string guitar, electric guitar, drums
Breeda Murphy singing
Gillian Lisée singing
Jacqueline Westhead singing
Lyndsae Rinio singing
Azula singing
Marja Gaynor violin
Bertrand Galen cello
Griffin Rodriguez upright bass
Travel ticket itineraire
Lipstick dipstick suitcase highway
Blue jeans leather jacket tattoo
Email nose-ring café condom

I know you’ve seen it all B4

Heathrow Orly JFK
Hot tub jail cell nightclub cigarette

I know you’ve seen it all B4

Maybe those fifteen minutes
Andy Warhol promised were denied
I barely got five

Bad Brains Royal Trux Scythian
Kind bud heroin crystal methedrine

I know you’ve seen it all B4

Frantically turning the pages of Spin magazine
Reading every article
Desperately searching for my name
Or even of a friend of mine

I’ve seen mansions and jail cells
Hot tubs and cigarettes
I’ve seen hunger and airlines
Food stamps and credit cards
Kind bud and movie stars

Livin’ On The Farm

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, 12 string guitar, acoustic guitar, harmonica,
Brian Parks singing
Craig Rosen singing
Iain Burrell singing
Bertrand Galen cello
I remember
Livin’ on the farm
Sittin’ in the barn
Waiting for your mother to come home

And I remember
Sleepin’ by your side
Early mornin’ ride
Grilled cheese and spaghetti in the evening time

And I
Could have lived there forever with you
Then I went to school

I remember
Jammin’ all the time
Drinkin’ all the wine
Same song just like yesterday

And I remember
Dinners on the porch
Sunset on the corn
Sister smiles without a sound

Only then
I didn’t have no words for this song
Summer’s gone

Taking My Good Luck Away

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, portuguese guitar, drums
Brian Parks singing
Iain Burrell singing
Scott Schenke lap steel guitar
D Bayne piano
Claude “Shaggy” Bauschinger upright bass
Will you ride, will you ride
Will you swear you’ll no more of me?
Taking my good luck away when you go
Will you tell it on high?
Will you break it down low?
Taking my good luck away when you go

Will you rave, will you rove
Will you travel far far from me?
Taking my good luck away when you go
Will you praise me on high?
Will you slander me low?
Taking my good luck away when you go

Walk Away

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, electric guitar, electronics, snare drum
Andrea Bunch singing
Aerin Tedesco singing
Brian Parks acoustic guitar
Claude “Shaggy” Bauschinger upright bass
When I see you In the morning
You seem to walk away
Then I wake up take a shower
I hear you walk away
Walk away

Now I’m riding in the subway
And I see you walk away
Now I’m working at computer
And I hear you walk away
Walk away

I don’t want you leavin’ now

When I’m driving in my car I
Like to hear the radio play
Thumpin’ merengue howlin’ opera
It takes my pain away
Pain away
Take it away

Now I’m flying in an aeroplane
And I see you walk away
Like a scene from in a movie
You seem to walk away
Walk away

I don’t want you leavin’ now

Gyrations

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, nylon string guitar, electric guitar, shaker
Andrea Bunch singing
Aerin Tedesco singing
Azula singing
Mark Shepherd singing, nylon string guitar
Thomas Arms electric guitar
Dan Sherer bass guitar
Wayne Sheehy drums
I see your new love
I see him clear
No surprise such a beautiful man you hold dear
And I see my new friend she’s right here
I put my arms on her body again and again and again

And all this confusion in our lives
Seems like mutual friends gotta choose sides
And all these gyrations in my mind
From compassionate love to the
Deep dark raging pain inside

And all of these people that I see
So afraid of rejection what it’s
Gonna do to their self-esteem
And all of these egos so well fortified
Like islands in the sea
Sailboats passing by

And all this confusion in our lives…

And all this fuckin’ bullshit that I hear
She said “I’m gonna hold back on love,
Live my life cleaner”
And all this fuckin’ bullshit that I hear
She said “He was the love of my life,
Now he’s such a hater”

And all this confusion in our lives…

So Lauren drink your red wine
And look in my eyes
Do you remember the evening
It took us with such surprise?
A feeling in silence
Staring in each other’s eyes

Rosé Wine

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, nylon string guitar, acoustic guitar
Brian Parks singing
D Bayne harmonium, piano
I will never participate in your life again
That is over

I will never participate in your bed again
That is over

And I
Will drink rosé wine
Sit by the harbour in Albion
And I
Will pick a guitar
Make conversation
Dance with the ladies

And remember I love you
I love you

I’m not from Catania
I’m from Chicago

I will never participate in your love again
That is over

And I
Will drink rosé wine
Sit by the harbour in Albion
And I
Will pick a guitar
Make conversation
Dance with the ladies

And remember I love you
I love you

On Another Day

© Kenton Muschenheim (Summer Child Music ASCAP)

Kenny Dread singing, acoustic guitar, portuguese guitar,harmonica,
Breeda Murphy singing
Alex Ugur tin whistle
Bob Egan pedal steel guitar
D Bayne piano
Claude “Shaggy” Bauschinger bass guitar
Wayne Sheehy drums
On another day
Let it rain all day and the color grey be everywhere inside my head
On another day

On another day
We can cry all day for the beautiful lovers who kissed our cheek and went away
On another day

On another day
We can stare at the sea trying to remember the people that we used to be
On another day

But today
Today let’s sing and dance and
Feel the sun upon our face
Today let’s celebrate the day
Today let’s be happy today

On another day
We can run down the street naked and bleeding with the beatdown boys behind our feet
On another day

On another day
Let the skyscrapers fall and the television roll and the meaning of it mean nothing at all
On another day

On another day
Let the arguments rage and the gunfire spray and nobody put their guns away
On another day

But today…

On another day
Let it rain all day and the color grey be everywhere inside my head
On another day

On another day
We can cry all day for the beautiful houses where we played as kids got sold away
On another day

But today..
  1. Hey Now Kenny Dread 5:02
  2. Little Wisdom Kenny Dread 3:47
  3. Every Highway Kenny Dread 3:21
  4. Mama Was Mine Kenny Dread 3:48
  5. Day Of The Fire Kenny Dread 4:25
  6. Seen It All B4 Kenny Dread 5:35
  7. Livin' On The Farm Kenny Dread 3:32
  8. Taking My Good Luck Away Kenny Dread 5:39
  9. Walk Away Kenny Dread 4:04
  10. Gyrations Kenny Dread 5:43
  11. Rosé Wine Kenny Dread 5:19
  12. On Another Day Kenny Dread 4:54

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