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Wooden Cave

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1.
Netta 04:16
You’re a long way from public out here in this place Stuck on this island, your clothes in a case In a room that you rented for twenty a day An owner who’s lonely, and stops by to say That she’s here if you need her; she knows you’re unwell Your hands and your eyes are shaky as hell You came out for the magic, the feel of the Isles You came to be healed, inspired and wild Nearly two months of writing and candles and spells Has left you afraid of what you can’t tell And it’s panic each morning; the days are the same You step out for air, a jolt to your brain And you find you’ve been walking for hours on end With poisoning visions of family and friends Who just pity and sigh, their hands on your face And drive down your reasons, each passion replaced Now you swat down the wasp in the place where it stung You’re Alpha, Omega, Cohen and Young So you scream something awful and hope they can hear And wear out the welcome of every kind ear And a pain in your heart that’s been growing for years Is finally born; it’s finally here You’re too sick now for healing; it’s sudden and sharp Kicked loose the venom, no angels or harps And so, limping to freedom, collapse in the grass Reduced to a myth, revised as you pass To a true crime reduction, a nut at the end Who lived without walls or family or friends But for black and white photos, a wonderful face A glint in your eye the years can’t erase And a child born in New York will pick up the call And dream of you nightly, a voice down his hall He’ll row out to your island, and seek out your grave Like thousands before him, he’ll go the same way That’s the sadness of dreaming you’re more than you are You’ll end up with nothing, your shit in a car In a town with one stoplight, an island alone Plunged down through Niagara, in parents’ homes Found in attics and basements with ice through the veins No matter the ending, it all looks the same We are sailing for Netta, our luggage in stow We get here in cruise ships and dinghies and floats To a swirling of spirits, from far and from near Mother of magic, your children are here
2.
Wooden Cave 03:13
Have you got a grip? Or is it the same? Have you played by the rules of somebody else’s game? A vision appears Some visions remain Do you sleep in the clouds, and wake in a haze of rain? Who’s been letting you down? Who’s been pissing you off? Has your ship run aground? Will we flee the dance hall? Your face in a crowd Your truck in a lane You could poison our year Given your moment of fame If you were desired Loved deeply and true Do you think it would change the deadliest part of you? Who’s been letting you down? Who’s been pissing you off? Has your ship run aground? Will we flee the dance hall? A wooden cave for your love underground A wooden cave for all love underground
3.
If late at night You hear a sound Of thunder all around That doesn’t sleep It only dreams Inside your heart Well, you should know I hear it too As cruel and loud as you It rules the night It’s crisp and cruel A simple phrase “Forget about the things you need to happen You’re not really here You met your end Ages ago” These ancient tongues That call our names And treat us both the same There is a way We can survive Beyond the choir “Forget about the things you need to happen You’re not really here You met your end Ages ago” If late at night You hear a sound Your child needs you now Don’t let it sleep Just help it dream Inside your heart
4.
Me and my downtime, we get along Strapped on my back like a nuclear bomb Do you have any idea what I’m like on my own? Do you have any idea what I’m like? I carved my name into the wall I tore each letter ten feet tall Do you have any idea what I’m like on my own? Do you have any idea what I’m like?
5.
I’ll survive as a child All hungry and wild Life overwhelming is life at the start I’ll rise up in my youth Seek personal truth Fiction alone to fill up my heart Soon I will wake in the morning and open my eyes And say, "Oooh, summer day The dawn of my life" Soon I will drown in an evening of lovely black sky And say, "Oooh, summer day The dawn of my life" Yes, I’m grinning again Here with all of my friends Grace without witness is death on the vine Acting selfish for years To be perfectly clear Giddy with freedom and flush with my time Soon I will wake in the morning and open my eyes And say, "Oooh, summer day The dawn of my life" Soon I will drown in an evening of lovely black sky And say, "Oooh, summer day The dawn of my life"
6.
Once I thought I was alone Didn’t seem to care Not a friend, not fully grown Funny clothes and funny hair No one had to ease my mind From this crushing wheel of time Once I thought I was alone I didn’t seem to care Once I slept without a light Now I need it every night Every voice on the TV Is a voice that’s there for me Though it helps to ease my mind From this crushing wheel of time Once I thought I was alone I didn’t seem to care Once I dreamt I saw a face Couldn’t name and couldn’t place Calling sweetly out for me From the rocks beside the sea Who could love me if I lose my mind? From this crushing wheel of time Once I thought I was alone I didn’t seem to care Once I thought I was alone I didn’t seem to care
7.
Maniacs 03:01
If the future is plain to you The present is tasteless, too If you’re on your back again That’s all right If you’re hooked on a fishing rod Throwing out hands to God He won’t take you back again That’s all right Don’t be afraid of new ideas We can break your bones ‘Til the last survives We can wheel you home You’ll be new; you’ll be fine The touch that you needed then A love you could comprehend But you’re at your screen again And that’s all right Don’t be afraid of new ideas We can break your bones ‘Til the last survives We can wheel you home You’ll be new; you’ll be fine
8.
There’s no more content to consume Just you and I inside this room So now we sing a different tune Now all the content’s been consumed I always make the same mistakes I always make the same mistakes With when to sleep or stay awake With being real for my own sake But if you ask me what we do I’d fall in your arms In my way I’d find a home If you do Time spent alone Has taken its toll I won’t lie Just when you’re cold This heart full of soul Passes you by If we should put this in the ground Several months or years from now Walk to the edge then turn around I’d still be proud of what I found But if you ask me what we do I’d fall in your arms In my way I’d find a home If you do
9.
She was worried to death tonight You rise under drive-thru lights She grew up and you stayed 22 And she thought you could follow through Now come on You were boring in younger days Some of us are designed this way You could hide it in clubs with booze Some of us are compelled to lose Life is long Behold you now Older now Pushed and failed to bloom Your brittle parts False starts Just doomed No one’s worried to death tonight You rise under bus stop lights You could travel your whole life through Not a thing it could do for you Now come on
10.
'93 Heap 04:21
Oh, the heavens they lined up right For my ‘93 heap that July When I shined my lights down your driveway at night Oh God, oh me, oh my Anchored there in my eyes Building up the archive How the truth in a lie brushes past with a sigh Oh god, oh me, oh my Will I be 50 years old? Watching my kid leave home? And shining lights down your driveway at night Oh God, oh me, oh my What kind of love made it through? Chasing the heart out of you It comes back again, an impossible friend Oh God, oh me, oh my The heavens they lined up right For my ‘93 heap that July When I shined my lights down your driveway at night Oh God, oh me, oh my More and more, I find myself hating you some days But still needing you always More and more More and more More and more, I want to throw us both to the riptide Still lay with you seaside More and more More and more
11.
Your Family 03:01
Well, I think I’m gonna Pack it in my brothers I think I’m gonna Pack it in my friends Seems this life is just too lonesome And it’s getting hard to pretend I think I’ll take that ride I don’t know when There’s nothing in this world that I need 'Cause there’s nothing in this world that needs me And so, I think I’ll take that ride; I don’t know when I thought I was gonna Fix myself on Sunday I thought I was gonna Fix myself today But every week rolls by And it seems I am the same I think I’ll take that ride I don’t know when There’s nothing in this world that I need 'Cause there’s nothing in this world that needs me So, I think I’ll take that ride; I don’t know when Hold it close, love nothing Keep it all inside your soul Soon your family will be calling you back home

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released July 24, 2020

All songs written by Matt Longo, except Death in a Field and Behold You Now (written by Matt Longo and Paul Longo)

Produced and Mixed by Aady Pandit and Matt Longo
Recorded at The Underground Lair in Astoria, Queens

Mastered by Joe Lambert
Additional Engineering by Carlos Fonseca and Nolan Thies

Special thanks to Michael, Lori, Paul, Carlos, Tom, Nate, Brian, Adam, and William, Ben, Dolly, and Iris.

For Emely

Credits:
Matt Longo: vocals, guitars
Aady Pandit: guitars
Yaniv Taubenhouse: piano, organ, mellotron
Sam Minaie: upright bass
Jerad Lippi: drums
Dan Fagen: saxophone
John Raymond: trumpet & flugelhorn
Paul Longo: additional guitars
Andy Roninson: piano, rhodes, and wurlitzer
Brad Koegel: drums
Yonatan Levy: bass
Brian Sanders: cello
Leonor Falcon: violin
Tomoku Omura: violin
Allyson Clare: viola
Jonny Lam: pedal steel
James Leddy: violin
John Velsor: additional guitars
Jay Rodriguez: saxophone
Emely Grisanty: photo
Stuart Hardie: art direction

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“Wooden Cave -- easily one of the best, if not the best album of this horrifying year so far...Matt Longo isn't immune to the horrors of the world, but he knows how to wrap them up in gorgeous, lush, sophisticated songs.”
-Chris Ingalls, PopMatters (9/10)

“That Thin Lear album is amazing.”
-Robin Hilton, NPR Music
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