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Count to Nothing

by The Lucky Shots

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1.
Re/Do 03:28
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Why do we re/do Everything we do? Cover to cover, Strangers and lovers? Why must we lust for the Very least trustworthy? Over and under Past the beauty and wonder? Before things went haywire We had a pretty good empire. If the motor just stops now We'll go back to the top now Why can't we just be How we know how to best be? Tighten up on the tourniquet Keep your eye on the amulet
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Mind is a Mirror 03:23
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Mind is a mirror, watch it shine Mind is a mirror, watch it shine What comes next is left behind Mirror in my mind Palindromic living makes it easy to get back Time reflected breaks the stillness Yearning for the last true realness Guess the dizzy mainframe has been hacked Words return the message to the square Something sharp, the corner shatters Something cold, it doesn't matter bounces off the surface unaware Mind is a mirror, watch it shine Mind is a mirror, watch it shine What comes next is left behind Mirror in my mind Viewed from the back the angles change Turn cockeyed so you can capture An empty heart embracing rapture The moment quickly veered into the strange Circles making circles round and round Going back when we were young No names were called, no songs were sung Clouds collide and ride out on the sound Mind is a mirror, watch it shine Mind is a mirror, watch it shine What comes next is left behind Mirror in my mind
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One Down on the Table 03:19
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Got a monster in my pocket, And he's ready for a fight But he's got to evolve If he wants to get it right One down on the table Five more on my bench Six in my treasure bag and Seven in my hand ⚡⚡⚡ Little electric mouse, By my side, has got my back Against a water spirit With a ninety point attack One down on the table Five more on my bench Six in my treasure bag and Seven in my hand ⚡⚡⚡ All my life I've been waiting Hoping you'd come my way But now I know I gotta go And catch 'em all Gotta catch 'em all ⚡⚡⚡ One down on the table Five more on my bench Six in my treasure bag and Seven in my hand ⚡⚡⚡
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Step Lightly 03:55
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I'll keep waiting here Till I make it clear Gonna sort it out Think it through out loud Is your mind made up? Did I lose your trust? The yellow shade Of a twilight raid Step lightly Go slowly The soft grass stops your feet from making sound Wind blowing Leaves tremble In the forest glade we can turn it around In the forest glade we can turn it around You tell me do as I please So I go back in the trees The hidden cost Of never getting lost The birds know where they are Watching ancient stars No one told them so They all just know Step lightly Go slowly The soft grass stops your feet from making sound Wind blowing Leaves tremble In the forest glade we can turn it around In the forest glade we can turn it around
5.
Sad Songs 04:38
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Oh, why do sad songs always sound so good? You haven't called in a while, but I wish you would Turn the lights down low, and the music up I made a mess, I over-poured my cup Tell me, why do sad songs always sound so right? At the end of the bar, at the end of the night? Play some old George Jones, he's singing my pain Cause I know that you're never coming back again Sometimes you got to just sit and cry To get to the feeling deep inside Oh, why do sad songs always fill that hole? You know, I love to get down, love to rock'n'roll But when you get real quiet and you sing real sweet It moves my soul and it makes my heart beat Tell me, why do sad songs always make me glad? Had me spinning around, down the road and back Found myself at the edge of a happening scene But I never found a truth which I could believe Sometimes you got to just sit and cry To get to the feeling deep inside Sometimes a sad song is what it takes You can't start healing till your heart breaks
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Been Young Before 04:18
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It was the day after the best day of your life All your friends and your family and your sparkling brand new wife All your hopes and your dreams Busting out at the seams But it's all right Baby, it's all right It was just you and the old man, standing in front of the house The wall paper was peeling, and the ceiling was about to give out So much time that you wasted Back then, you can still taste it But it's all right Baby, it's all right Been young before, Been young before We all go through that door We all go through that door At the Casbah, I think, you shared a drink for the very first time It was your last chance to meet face to face, and you looked in his eyes They were already fading Went back home, and you was just waiting But it's all right Baby, it's all right Been young before, Been young before We all go through that door We all go through that door
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The End's Begun 03:50
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Once she's decided, there's no spinning her She smells a weakness, there's no winning her A sour face, a sour word Turns a fine wine to vinegar Sit here taking in the sun Wondering where we come undone An unkind thought, an untied knot Before we start, the end's begun The end's begun We're just waiting for the Sun to keep expanding The numbers won Probably you're gonna be the last one standing We've been given everything We treat it like some foolish dream A noisy chase through a noisy place We curse the taste of the sweetest cream The end's begun We're just waiting for the Sun to keep expanding The numbers won Probably you're gonna be the last one standing
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Song #145 03:09
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Guess I'll write another song again Filter my thoughts and feelings through my pen Work the words around till they make sense Guess I'll write another song Pick up this old guitar and strum awhile Until I find a chord that makes me smile I'll keep playing it for way too long Guess I'll write another song I got a thought I wanna share with you Come in close so I can sing it through There's no way to play it right or wrong Guess I'll write another song Guess I'll write another song again Filter my thoughts and feelings through my pen Work the words around till they make sense Guess I'll write another song Music soothes the angry hound Lifts you up when you're on the ground There's no problem I have found That can't be fixed by the proper sound Hit record and get it on the track Hear that old magic when you play it back The music shows me where I belong Guess I'll write another song I got so many don't know what to do But it's ok, cause, baby, I got you Hope that someday you will sing along Guess I'll write another song Guess I'll write another song again Filter my thoughts and feelings through my pen Work the words around till they make sense Guess I'll write another song
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We Were Ghosts All Along 04:42
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I'm afraid to go back in time I'm afraid of what we'll find That's why keep my eye glued to the road I don't know why I didn't think of that I don't know where my body's at The voice just said lie back and let go You can't see me, I'm fading out Breaking up between soft and loud Like a lightbulb that flickers before it goes out I had a name before I was born New clothes, but now they're worn And no instruction as to what it's about I'm not half as solid as I used to be I'm not as sure of things as I used to be I couldn't find a way out, I had to shout, I went about it all wrong . . . We were ghosts all along I remember the discotheque The velvet jacket in the coat check You searched through the pockets and I started to squirm Later out on the dance floor He couldn't find what he came looking for But it's hard to put a value on things you don't earn I'm not half as solid as I used to be I'm not as sure of things as I used to be I couldn't find a way out, I had to shout, I went about it all wrong . . . We were ghosts all along
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Count to Nothing 04:40
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Take a sec Keep looking There’s no edge There’s no one there I know it’s strange to say it But we all can see it’s true Holding up The best intentions Will stop you dead No question It’s not a problem really Just relax and try again In the middle of each moment A space to watch it all float by A second chance to count to nothing empty atoms in disguise People think And minds will chatter A thought will sink Into darkened depths Just dive right in I’m sure you’ll be ok In the middle of each moment A space to watch it all float by A second chance to count to nothing empty atoms in disguise

about

In 2016 I began playing a songwriting game with a group of friends that involved writing and recording a new song every two weeks, based on a prompt given by one of the members. I had written some songs here and there, but wasn't much of a "songwriter". and I was totally terrified of this new venture. I was pleasantly surprised to find it wasn't too painful to squeeze music from my brain, and in fact, the regular deadlines, the impulse carried from the prompts, and kind and incisive feedback from friends all fertilized a garden of thoughts and rhythm in my mind. The songwriting game has become a steady practice for me ever since, a bi-weekly rhythm something akin to phases of the moon. Sometimes I just can't figure out how I'll be able to do it again, so soon, but within the fortnight I've figured something out.

And on to the next song.
I've been known to become obsessed.

We turned our little game into a little band and played out, taking turns singing from our growing pool of material. Before I realized it, I had grown confident enough singing my own songs in front of friends and strangers that I thought of putting together my own outfit, a rock and roll quartet called The Lucky Shots. Slowly, steadily, two weeks at a time, I kept mining for new songs and we put together a pretty good set.

During the pandemic, since it was difficult to play with other folks, I had the idea to collect some of the "hits" from this vast, unheard, unfinished catalog, polish them to a shine playing most everything myself, and make this record as just that, a record of my life in this time through music.

I am so thankful to my associates in Two Week Notice and The Lucky Shots, who helped me realize where these songs could go and, therefore, who I could become. I literally stole some of their parts on these songs, so they are here in (poorly replicated) spirit. Thanks to Meir for helping me figure out what was what, guiding my voice, and making sure it all was working. Thanks to Sarah, Emmett, Coleman, and Mavis for being a constant inspiration, and letting me disappear endlessly into the attic doing god knows what. Thank you to my oldest friends, Meir, Dave, Josh, and Aaron, who have been a supportive soundboard for my music since before forever. Thanks to the Klines, AKG, Peter, Miracle Yohan, Morgan, the Ice Cream Man, and anybody else who listened and encouraged me.

Thanks most of all to you, listening to this music, reading this right now.

credits

released March 31, 2023

All songs by Noam Schatz
Produced and mixed by Meir Hamilton and Noam Schatz
All instruments performed by Noam Schatz

except:

One Down on the Table features background vocals by Coleman and Mavis
Sad Songs features Matt Silberstein on upright bass and Andy Goulet on pedal steel
Been Young Before, Song #145, and Ghosts all Along feature Meir Hamilton on guitar and synths

Recorded in my attic in Hatfield, Mass and a few other places here and there
Mastered by Justin Pizzoferrato
Photos by Noam and Sarah, starring Mavis

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“Music is one of the ways I remind myself of how lucky I am every day” ... more

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