Fedora the Explorer

produced by mitchell froom & andy davis

recorded and mixed by david boucher

recorded at sigh dawda studios, santa monica, ca

mastered by jeff lipton at peerless mastering, boston, ma

assistant mastering engineer: maria rice

album artwork by david calderly

© & ℗ 2011 Really Complicated Music (ASCAP)

PO Box 158585 Nashville, TN 37215

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hush money

by andy davis

i can’t find the body who’s cashing my checks

i can’t breath cause the bills are up to my neck

who knows if i’ll survive what comes next

your fingerprints are all over this mess

this war’s a racquet and i’m in the field

you said i’d be safe up under your shield

your right hand shook my hand into the deal

while the left hand planned how to steal it

ooo—say your last words and last goodbyes

ooo—i’m laying down what’s yours and what’s mine

i’m done dodging your gun

i’m taking myself out from under your thumb

i know the bullet is coming my way

thinking i’m blind but it’s the

last time i pay you that hush money

you sell the cure to the cold you gave me

started my trouble now you offer to save me

just enough terror to keep me afraid while

you’re downtown telling people you made me

cinderblocks are bound to my feet

if i doubt once that you control the street

tell me you’re here to help me succeed 

imma cut ties and not let you bleed me

i walked the fine line too long

speak my mind before it’s gone

yeah my life isn’t yours to own

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matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: omnichord

ad: vocals, piano, clav, electric guitar, vox organ, perc

heartbreak yellow

by andy davis & daniel tashian

white—the color that she wore was white

and it was such a magic night—til it changed

now—i realize it wasn’t what i thought

she had such a charm but i was wrong—yeah i was wrong

but now here she comes (oh here she comes)

in that heartbreak yellow

making me feel like my heart’s breaking in slow motion

i’m an ocean of blue and she’s heartbreak yellow

she smiles—and tells you you’re the sweetest guy

be careful not to look into her eyes—for too long

she—won’t let anyone get too close

she’s the kind of girl you know you’ll miss the most—-when she’s gone

but now here she comes (oh here she comes)

in that heartbreak yellow

making me feel like my heart’s breaking in slow motion

i’m an ocean of blue and she’s heartbreak yellow

i thought i saw the light but i was blinded, blinded

and every time i see her i’m reminded

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matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: hammond organ, bells

ad: vocals, piano, electric guitar, cp60, slide guitar, clav, tamborine, bells, finger cymbal

solution to run

by andy davis

tried not to raise my voice

it happened so long that you left me with no choice

put my gentleman aside

agreed to keep the law

but never signed up for the little that you call

i come seek and you go hide

hard pressed to hunt you down

keep you handcuffed to the evidence i found

collecting bodies in the tide

find no leg to stand

tripping on the chains with the keys in your hand

when it comes time to decide

it was always your solution to run

it was always your solution to run

ain’t gonna run too far

and get away unharmed

isn’t it always, isn’t it always

somebody else’s fault

it was always your solution to run

it was always your solution to run

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matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: pump organ, jupiter synth

ad: vocals, electric piano, piano, electric guitar, moog synths, vox organ

capital letters

by andy davis & chad cates

it was the right step

everybody could see

it was obvious

to everybody but me

i was in the dark

i was stuck in my ways

learning my lessons

just a little too late

there might’ve been capital letters in the sky

a trail of smoke but i didn’t see the sign

i was always walking blind

when all the time there was something better

in capital letters

with a hard, hard head

you just can’t be told

sometimes what you want

what you want is just a blindfold

i believe in my hindsight

cause it’s easy to see

but i wanna know that its good

know that it’s good while it’s

standing right in front of me

there might’ve been capital letters in the sky

a trail of smoke but i didn’t see the sign

i was always walking blind

when all the time there was something better

in capital letters

ahhh

i see it now

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matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: hammond organ, celeste

ad: vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, clav, marimba, tamborine

wrecking ball

by andy davis

i hear what you say

but you don’t need to say it

you came here to help me

and you’re sweet for staying

but don’t ask me to stop

that what keeps me alive

you won’t change my mind

i don’t need your help at all

i can swing my own, my own wrecking ball

i’ve got this under control

i’ll bring this down with my own wrecking ball

and this prison cell

is too decorated

to leave something i love

i’d have to finally hate it

so untie your rope and

drop your rescue line

it’s better you save your time

i don’t need your help at all

i can swing my own, my own wrecking ball

i’ve got this under control

i’ll bring this down with my own wrecking ball

i don’t need your help at all

i can swing my own, my own wrecking ball

i’ve got this under control

if it falls, it falls by my own wrecking ball

people say they know me 

better than i know myself

sometimes it’s hard to tell

___

matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: vox organ, celeste

ad: vocals, electric guitars, vox organ

sweet lorraine

by andy davis & daniel tashian

it was a sunday

you said it’s too late

you were the right one

i made a big mistake

and you let go

you were the bright lights

and i was too blind to see

my friends all saying i should try to forget

do what i can to get you outta my head

well i tried to, but i miss you

oh sweet lorraine

back in my heart again

i can remember when

i needed your love

to ease the pain

don’t need the time away

don’t want another break

won’t you look in my eyes

tell me that you feel the same

sweet lorraine

i wrote you a letter

i poured my heart out

you told me you read it

you still had to think about

what you wanted

if i was the right guy

you needed some more time to see

my friends all saying i should try to forget

do what i can to get you outta my head

well i tried to, but i miss you

oh sweet lorraine

you’re back in my heart again

i can remember when

i needed your love

to ease the pain

don’t need the time away

don’t want another break

won’t you look in my eyes

tell me that you feel the same

sweet lorraine

i’ve been waiting, i’ve been waiting 

such a long time

oh and baby i’ll keep waiting

till you realize…that you’re gonna be mine

___

matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: juno synth, orkestron

ad: vocals, piano, electric guitar, nylon string guitar, clav, tamborine, bells

get higher

by andy davis, james slater, & cary barlowe

valium smiles and silicon soul

hanging by a thread on the velvet rope

help yourself to the good life while it’s free

come with a dream and you come undone

if you’re not rich then you better be young

what a beautiful mess i let you make of me

can i get a foothold

can i get a ride home

am i gonna leave alone, no no no

walking through the fire

drowning by desire

trying to get higher, higher

whoohoo—everybody running, everybody wanna be

cool—trying to make a dollar, drunk on the water and

whoohoo—beg, steal or borrow, feeling it tomorrow and

whoohoo—we’re just trying to get higher

it’s hard to say no in this part of the world

nobody prays for a spiritual girl

they wear the fake pearls and they shake it like a tambourine

trouble can look like angels here

mother theresa buys you beer

oh i just can’t bring myself to leave

can i get a foothold

can i get a ride home

am i gonna leave alone, no no no

walking through the fire

drowning by desire

trying to get higher, higher

whoohoo—everybody running, everybody wanna be

cool—trying to make a dollar, drunk on the water and

whoohoo—beg, steal or borrow, feeling it tomorrow and

whoohoo—we’re just trying to get higher

can i get a slow dance

outta this quicksand

can i get an amen—-amen

___

matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: hammond organ, pump organ, harmonium

ad: vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, lap steel, cowbell

winter loop

words by andy davis; music by andy davis & cason cooley

how’d you do it mr judas 

such a thrill until you’re on the outside

the short story is you run from the glory 

but you walk a thin line

standing waving with your white gloves 

and your dirty fingers inside

it’s a matter of time

you need permission to fall 

a premonition is all that you are

and keeping count of the game is what they say 

never gets you that far

scared pretender but no, you keep intending

to chase that star

whoever you are

oooooo

you get lost you get lost you get lost sometimes

oooooo

and it’s al- and it’s always the answer you find

the you in the back of your mind

all the hail the piper you smile 

the sun rises to

see you wake up

wish i could see the surprise 

in your eyes when you

miss the next cut

what was the price on your head

what was the price to say 

goodbye to your gut

whatever it was

___

matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: vox organ, orkestron, juno synth

ad: vocals, treated piano, electric guitar, omnichord, ring mod duck

thinnest ice

by andy davis & daniel tashian

how did we get here

lost in the wilderness

pretending we had a chance

of bringing this to life

stranded in your eyes

i see a shoreline

and i’m reaching for the light

but nothing’s black and white

it’s too late when you realize

(walking on the thinnest ice)

and i feel like i’m falling

and i know i’m in the line of fire

i know that your love is the only thing that can help me

(walking on the thinnest ice)

no darling don’t let go

cause i feel like i’m freezing here

and your kiss is the only thing keeping me, keeping me alive

helpless and out of time

tempted to fan the flame

devoted to play your game

and i won’t put up a fight

you’re my last bit of cover now

you’re the bed that I made

we had our chance to be safe 

but we don’t care who wins

the music’s in the tension

how it says to get out

says to get down

but we keep on spending our time

(walking on the thinnest ice)

and i feel like i’m falling

and i know i’m in the line of fire

i know that your love is the only thing that can help me

(walking on the thinnest ice)

no darling don’t let go

cause i feel like i’m freezing here

and your kiss is the only thing keeping me, keeping me alive

___

matt chamberlain: drums

david labruyere: bass

mitchell froom: hammond organ, celeste

ad: vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, electric guitars, moog synth

story just starting

by andy davis

never fell in love with an actor, babe

never fell in love cause i had to, babe

never set out to get tangled like this

but i’m glad that i did, i think you know

i’d say our love was a fast one

i wasn’t really over my last one

neither of us were safely moved on

we were just enough alone

it’s alright

we can take what we learned from our last tries

all the pieces of us from our past lives 

should remind us 

that the best part 

is a story just starting

they visit like a knock on the door

the reasons that we left them and loved them for

but it ain’t a sign of weakness

there were good seasons

yeah it’s alright

we can take what we learned from our last tries

all the pieces of us from our past lives 

should remind us 

that the best part 

is a story just starting

and we find ourselves

you and me here inside this moment

and we don’t know where

the doors will lead but we

know which ones are open

and we don’t need much, babe

i’ve got no plans to rush you, babe

there ain’t no pressure on the two of us

to ever have to fix each other up

it’s alright

we can take what we learned from our last tries

all the pieces of us from our past lives 

should remind us

that the best part is a story just starting

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ad: vocal, piano

To my incredible fans and friends who helped me fund this album—THANK YOU.  This would not have been possible without your help.  Huge thanks to Jim Wagy, Evan Cole, Kurt Anderson, Josh Kennedy, Joshua Millburn, Richard Adams, Brian & Julie Walsh, Eddie & Amy Davis, Stuart and Maral Dill, Scott Deans, Jay & Krissy Huber, Adam Hambrick, Ed & Hilary Smida, Cynthia Rogers, Danielle Bossom, Sarah Edmiston, Angela Wyatt, Brittney Backos, Steven Ray Ford, Brenna Murphey, Rika Akamichi, Kyle Stokes, Kim Worley, Shelby Raiser, Gordon Rosenberry, Richard Gary, Stephanie Sanderson, Michele Del Rosario, Tracy Cameron Moses, Carol Sylvester, Marianne Goode, Barbara Griffin, Graham Metzger, Dave Barnes, Trent Dean, Bruce Isaac, Mickie Phonhnaboth, Angela Ibrahim, Tabitha Parchman, Cassie Novelo, Bekah Caraway, Philip Gazca, Joe Rice, Kirsty Wright, Tim Foley, Don & Vicki Bundy, Jake Samuels, Layne Arnold, Megan Davis, Mia Dei Dolori, Landon Cunningham, Christi Noe, Brad Damas, Melissa & Josh Swedlow, Matthew Bourque, Anna Davis, Rod & Lorna Bell Jones, Kriste Matrisch, Jessica Cheramie, Val Gettler, Robbie & Tonya Bell, Emily Kim, and David Ryan Harris.

Special thanks to Mitchell and Vonda, David Boucher, Matt and Dela, to my ever-supportive family, to Laura Bell Bundy, Seth Philpott, Grace Stevens, Evan Weatherford, Josh Robinson, Dustin Ransom, Paul Mabury, Kristian Bush, Cliff O’Sullivan, Allan Heinberg, Matt Wayne, Drew Loschke, Mike Teutsch, Kayla Diaz, Meg Ryan, Stephanie Stahlman, Becky Fluke, Aaron Sawyer, Jason Owen, Todd Ramey, The Tali-Band, Ten Out of Tenn peeps, Jay Williams, Brian Hannah, Seth Seigle, Troy Smith and Baja Burrito, Alex Beh, Shocantelle Brown, Jesse Willoughby, Jeremy Cowart, Chad Cates, Daniel Tashian, Andy Hunt, Cason Cooley, Jason Lehning, Pat McMakin, Icon Concierge, the Gulch Turnip Truck, and Sweet Ninja P.