For Everyone

by The Big Bend

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1.
05:24
She grew up on the railroad tracks that ran right through her yard and watched her daddy hang out back fixing up his cars And she grew up watching pick-pocket types hide out in the streets and the hot concrete burned her feet and left scars all down her knees And she will talk of every brick as if it were made of honey she will walk the streets and live out the stories she's been told she will pick through rubble that means much more to her than gold And it's hard to imagine that in this aging city of only three hundred thousand or more someone could care for every crack in a sidewalk broken window or splintered door Even Robinson Crusoe watched his green seas turn to red it's always the poor old drunks who get tossed beneath the treads of the skeleton machines that tear whole towns to wrecks leaving only a compass to guide us or the rope to wring our necks But let 'em talk all they want about their wedding bands when it's dark they slip them off their crooked cheatin' hands hide 'em deep inside the pockets of their jeans And it's hard to imagine quarters at the bottom of a well or the ringing of a forgotten chained up chapel bell or the television and the half asleep stares of fools who don't care what they sell or give away We can tear down all the wire rip the bugs out of the wall chase the black vans off our street when we're done all that will remain is the ground breaking up beneath our feet and it's hard to imagine hanging costumes in a room or a project flower box in bloom or a dead king counting gold coins in a tomb or a plaster cast of the footprints on the moon And it's hard to imagine the color of the all seeing eye a steady hand in a troubled ever changing sky or invisible heart - lord knows I've tried but I do know when I die she won't ask why she'll just bring me back to life
2.
Nobody give a damn - how she run me down how my frail heart make a heavy sound when I tell my friends - that I'm broke well they pat me on the back like it's a joke So I'll just shut my mouth I won't speak a word of it no more When I go out - I hope my grin does not betray the bitter ghost within fingers pressed to lips guide me deep into the bottle that I sip So I'll just shut my mouth I won't speak a word of it no more I don't blink - when they speak her name though a devil dig her claws into my brain while my friends laugh - I watch the mirror and the inverse of a world I've come to fear But I'll just shut my mouth I won't speak a word of it no more I could carry chains made out of steel no more a burden then this sadness that I feel maybe the truth - can break these binds but if I give it all away well it won't be mine I'll just shut my mouth I'll just shut my mouth yeah I'll just shut my mouth I won't speak a word of it no more
3.
We're in a loop you know I say another ring around my belt it's not a question or a lesson it's just the way you felt but I think I've got the reason you keep on movin' out it ain't some kind of lesson just me without a doubt it ain't some kind of lesson just me without a doubt Now when I move away well we all might understand but if I'm here to stay baby let me stay your man but at least I'm not afraid of the things you're thinking bout it ain't some kind of lesson just me without a doubt it ain't some kind of lesson just me walking out In the cold of the darkest winters you can shiver - for what's familiar well it's the feeling of your fingers just the loss that lingers on your hands... Now when we all move up yeah we're both gonna chase them dreams but nothing's worth too much in another place we'll leave so if we meet again in a whisper or a shout it ain't some kind of lesson just me without a doubt it ain't some kind of lesson just you I'm thinking bout
4.
goodbye, my love, there's a chill in the air the boxes are packed and stacked up the stairs I'm sorry the lights are turned down so low but still there are troubles the shadows don't know the restless haunts that lay siege to my head reciting those words till I break or I'm dead goodbye, my love, it's been too many years of running and lying and fighting and tears goodbye, my love, the leaves turn today the path 'neath my boots is still hard and grey and the cars passing by, and the blast of their horns and a headache that cuts through my scalp just like thorns I won't remember all the bottles I broke or even every ugly word that I spoke except goodbye, my love, now there's no going back once the painted edges have all turned to black goodbye, my love, there's nothing to miss but a soft gentle touch and the warmth of a kiss now a bitter taste from all the dust in the air and I spit out the grit and I shake out my hair and I cry out loud for all time that I lost I want the sores on my feet to measure the cost of goodbye, my love, I'll join their ranks and roam with the wounded sinners stumbling home goodbye, my love, oh! it sounded so brave and I'll carry those words in my heart to my grave no, I didn't think twice when you begged me to stay but I never once thought it could end up this way instead of fixing the glass, I picked up the stones now the shaking has spread from my fist to my bones goodbye, my love, I never said it so well -- it's always the simple things that put me through hell
5.
You go everywhere in that checkered dress black tights up to your thighs and though the rugged hide-a-ways are fine sometimes the feeling dies and I know your thinking maybe these East End bars are a curse the same old songs the same old faces but babe it could be worse and going home now won't make it right stay here, stay here, ah! stay here tonight I saw you hesitate on my doorstep did someone see you come in? then it's too late babe there's no keeping pace in race only grave robbers win And I know you hate it the way I talk it only hurts you 'cause it's true how dare anybody ever think that they know what's best for you But no one should be lonely out of spite Stay here, stay here, ah! stay here tonight You always say you can't be satisfied well I won't be the one that you blame all I asked for was an artist's life but what you want ain't gotta name So tomorrow take a greyhound to the coast you wouldn't be the first see if the strange expensive crowd provides a cure for your thirst For now just come upstairs turn off the light Stay here, stay here, ah! stay here tonight I can't explain this horseshoe crutch we always end up where we start every midnight needs its shades of grey and you love to play the part Don't say it's cause you've been hurt before I don't care about your past you might think your some untouchable it's time to rise up from that caste There's reward for those brave enough to fight Stay here, stay here, ah! stay here tonight Do you remember how we met? It was in a room made out of glass where you promised all the names you wore were a crossroads we would pass Now I'm sick of the endless "just because" of your backwoods career I thought one day you might get right but it's been this way for years And I've no ground left to gain being polite Stay here, stay here, ah! stay here tonight
6.
Now all the space - between our feet is more than just a walk to me so how will I know when you're gone? And I'm not big with all the kids but what I skipped I don't really miss so tell me - will I know when you're gone? And all the boys out on the porch sit back - and sip some more the rivers running thin best come ashore And this room will still be warm when you go out to get some more and I'll worry that there's a storm And I'll sit back on all the things that people think on days like these and I'll wonder - if you - were ever here at all
7.
07:39
Ease the transmission along the Carolina coast, not too much trouble here for a young man. Can't say it fits the rhythm or the beat that I like most -- I always take my time when I can. Cause the wind blowing in from the ocean fails in the badlands. And the boys say - 'stay away' they only drink alone that's fine - I can make it on my own. Freight train in the distance an empty tank of gas only losers - stall out on the tracks. Candles on the dashboard seats covered in cash pennies slipping through the cracks -- look out down the highway see only mile markers looking back at me. And the boys say - 'stay away' they only drink alone that's fine - I can make it on my own. Pain killers, caffeine drinks I gotta push on through with my heart - pounding in my chest. Watch the horizon, wait for the signal or the sign in time all roads angle towards the west 'cept for the trail of bones to Jackson you can trace that all the way back down to New Orleans. Where the boys say - 'stay away' they only drink alone that's fine - I can make it on my own. Earthquake in Kansas and there's eleven people dead outlaws killed for the secret lives they hid. I can't believe no one remembers all the fucked up things they said about short bus pigs feasting on the grid. The FBI is coming by in the morning to clean up the scene. And the boys say - 'stay away' they only drink alone that's fine - I can make it on my own. I found Eden in lonely hotel bar disguise and a waitress thinkin' somehow she's to blame. She says that she hears voices they promise good things when she dies but she wonders why they don't call her by her name. Mother of Exiles! you have so much to deliver strap your children down and drown them in the river. And the boys say - 'stay away' they only drink alone that's fine - I can make it on my own. A pound of flesh, salt on the wound A bloody rope strung from tree to tree. Ceremonies in the dark where madmen drum the ugly tune -- and the brutal noise brings me to my knees. When did it become a crime to suggest that what is mine belongs to everyone? And the boys say - 'stay away' they only drink alone but no one makes it on their own.
8.
04:21
Come tape this pistol to my chest it's the only way I know to hide a gun it's been a week, babe, since we stopped to rest but I guess that's how it is out on the run. It's safer if we stick to country roads where every little town looks the same where every perfect house and every well cut lawn reminds us that we just don't belong. And it seems like such a long time since we passed those old signs for fireworks and discount cigarettes soon the sun will rise on everything we leave behind somewhere back there across state line. I never meant for him to die that night he learned that you'd been seeing me and I swear I never even felt the blade till I saw the blood pooling where he laid. The road will mend our broken hearts as one but back home they will never understand but I promise, babe no one will ever know that the knife ,babe, was in your hands. And it seems like such a long time since we passed those old signs for fireworks and discount cigarettes soon the sun will rise on everything we leave behind somewhere back there across state line. One day there will be a price to pay for this woman that I stole until that day I'll keep her close and pray that God has mercy on my soul.

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One of WYEP's Top 5 Local Releases for 2011!

"Chet Vincent's unusual voice draws comparisons to Highway 61 Revisited-era Bob Dylan, Lou Reed, and Rick Danko (The Band). "East End Blues" is worth checking out simply for Chet's nerve-wracking yet awesome delivery. Backed with a skilled roots-rock band, the songs seem comic, almost lackadaisical. However, they're impressively and smartly written. If they were attempting to record an album that sounds like it was conceived in the back of Steve Earle's pickup truck, they have succeeded."

- WYEP 2011 Year End Review
www.wyep.org/music/year-in-review/2011/local

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released August 23, 2011

Chet Vincent -- Rhythm Guitar/Harmonica
Tad Wissel -- Bass/Back-up Vocals
Daniel Dickison -- Lead Guitar
Andy Voltz -- Piano/Organ/Back-up Vocals
Abe Anderson -- Drums/Percussion

All Lead Vocals by Chet Vincent except: "Without a Doubt" and "When You're Gone" -- Lead Vocals by Tad Wissel.

Guest Vocals on "State Line" by Molly "Alphabet" Szramowski.

All Music and Lyrics on "For Everyone" by Chet Vincent except: "Without A Doubt" and "When You're Gone" -- Music by Tad Wissel and Lyrics by Abe Anderson.

"For Everyone" was Produced and Arranged by Chet Vincent & the Big Bend, Recorded and Mixed by Nate Campisi, and Mastered by Larry Luther at Mr. Smalls Studio in Pittsburgh, PA. Album Art and Design by Peter Hopkins. Band Photo by Jake Marsico.

Chet Vincent & the Big Bend would like to thank all those who have helped in bringing this album to life, and especially the great bands and people of Pittsburgh.

Copyright 2011. All Rights Reserved.

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Chet Vincent is a singer-songwriter from PGH, PA. His bands are:

The Big Bend
(rock/blues/pysch)

Biirdwatcher
(acoustic/folk)

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