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You Had Me At Goodbye

by Samantha Crain

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    A beautiful retro style tip-on gatefold jacket with a PINK 180 gram Quality Record Pressing pressed vinyl. Lyric sheet insert and glossy download card. All artwork by Pierrick Falmon. with option for signed by the artist or not.

    *A NOTE ON SHIPPING COSTS*
    I get a lot of emails about the pricey shipping costs so I just want to address it here. I'm not scamming you. These are the actual costs of the US postal service priority mail right now. Especially shipping outside of the USA, the costs are very high, I know. I wish I could do something about it to make this more accessible but I can't. I only send priority mail now instead of a cheaper media mail because I've had so many issues in the past with things getting lost or destroyed if I don't send priority mail and then I end up having to reimburse the cost of the record as well as the shipping and I've lost a lot of money that way so this is really the only option for me shipping right now unfortunately. Just know that all the shipping costs are going towards actual postage, I'm not pocketing any money beyond the cost of the item. I understand if you can't stomach the shipping cost, I don't blame you....love you anyways :)

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Comes in a mini replica of the retro style tip- on vinyl gatefold case, with artwork by Pierrick Falmon. with option for signed by the musician or not.

    *A NOTE ON SHIPPING COSTS*
    I get a lot of emails about the pricey shipping costs so I just want to address it here. I'm not scamming you. These are the actual costs of the US postal service priority mail right now. Especially shipping outside of the USA, the costs are very high, I know. I wish I could do something about it to make this more accessible but I can't. I only send priority mail now instead of a cheaper media mail because I've had so many issues in the past with things getting lost or destroyed if I don't send priority mail and then I end up having to reimburse the cost of the record as well as the shipping and I've lost a lot of money that way so this is really the only option for me shipping right now unfortunately. Just know that all the shipping costs are going towards actual postage, I'm not pocketing any money beyond the cost of the item. I understand if you can't stomach the shipping cost, I don't blame you....love you anyways :)

    Includes unlimited streaming of You Had Me At Goodbye via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 11 Samantha Crain releases available on Bandcamp and save 20%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Pick Apart / Bloomsday (Husbands remix), I Guess We Live Here Now, A Small Death, You Had Me At Goodbye, Under Branch & Thorn & Tree, Samantha Crain/Murder By Death Cover Each Other, Kid Face, A Simple Jungle, and 3 more. , and , .

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1.
You see me out on a Sunday Confused by choices at the grocery and I am Quite drawn back into my own mind Counting the squares of linoleum I’m having a nice time But I seem to have caught someone’s eye A girl I met once at a party or something I look like the sun is in my eyes You had me at goodbye Oh I know it’s an antiseptic greeting man You think I could do better But I don’t think I can You see me out on a Monday Doing a crossword at the cafe and all of The sudden I’m overcome with worry About whether or not I am pregnant Or just stressed out But I seem to have caught someone’s eye A guy that I went on one boring date with I look like the sun is in my eyes You had me at goodbye Oh I know it’s an antiseptic greeting man You think I could do better But I don’t think I can What happens now is word is spreading I am cruel When really I am just an oblivious fool I think I’ll probably always let you down I look like the sun is in my eyes You had me at goodbye You want me to be so upbeat But I’m running on 3 hours sleep You think I’m being so mean and snide But maybe it is that my dog just died I look like the sun is in my eyes You had me at goodbye I know it’s an antiseptic greeting man You think I could do better but I don’t think I can
2.
It was late in May or maybe it was June/Laying in the grass, the sky a light maroon/And I was in charge of everything you told me I should be/Exercising, philosophizing, sober for three weeks/Then you went inside/It was too long a time/Oh dear Louis I was in the yard/Oh dear Louis I wasn’t too far to hear you cry/We were at a party by Palmer Square/And I was sick of hearing ‘bout this guy’s band/So I went to the porch to breathe in all that isotopic air/Maybe you lost track of time or maybe you just got too scared/You locked yourself in a room/The panic consumed/Oh dear Louis I was just outside/Oh dear Louis I wasn’t too far to hear you cry/Oh dear Louis I’m always on the line/Oh dear Louis I wasn’t too far to hear you/Oh dear Louis you’re always on my mind/Oh dear Louis I’m not too far to hear you cry
3.
It wasn’t a night to remember so much as it was one that just kinda stuck with me/Randomly walking into a three band bill, death metal show in downtown Calgary/Reaching inside for your usual wink and partial smile that gets you almost anything/The girl at the bar gave you a free beer while I gladly paid and went to find a seat/And I can tell that you’re glad for the company/As whoever this guy is you want to be/You’re the loneliest handsome man in the world/An obvious system, such careful attention to just the right amount of disarray/But the mess has gone inward, you can’t help but wonder the point at which you let it get away from you/Lighting up a cigarette, pacing, and holding your face, it makes the tortured genius bit believable/And even though I’m wise to it, sometimes even I forget, jumping on favors, oh, I’m deceivable/And I can tell that you’re glad for the company/As whoever this guy is you want to be/You’re the loneliest handsome man in the world/And you say you don’t have nobody that you can call/No signal gets through your grand facade/You’re a journey away from a connection/And I can’t just keep on hitting with my kid gloves/You’re the loneliest handsome man/You’re the loneliest handsome man/You’re the loneliest handsome man in the world
4.
Wise One 03:09
Wise one, love is not everything/It is not food, it is not water to drink/Love does not mend a bone or fill up a lung/It can not keep the Earth revolving the Sun/Should there be a day when all is lost/Would I trade my love?/Oh I think not/Dear one, love is not your North Star/It can not pull you from the overturned car/It cannot cure the illness growing inside/But for the hope of love, so many will die/Should there be a day when all is lost/Would I trade my love?/Oh I think not/Should there be a day when all is lost/Would I trade my love?/Oh I think not
5.
Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma/Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma/Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma/Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma/Nan ahni mvt ahli, vttvt yakni ya inlvcha chi/Nan ahni mvt ahli, vttvt yakni ya inlvcha chi/Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma/Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma/Micha e mihchi tuk, he kia nanta e yohmi tuk/Micha e mihchi tuk, he kia nanta e yohmi tuk/Shutik homma, nanih okchakko, shutik homma
6.
Smile When 02:56
I woke up to the thought of you/All alone in the heat of noon/And every chance that I get, when I pass a phone/I sing a song for you into the dial tone/And I know how it seems/But I smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/I know work is work/We do what we gotta do/And I left you for somebody new/And although I’m tied in with a ring on my hand/I just can’t forget my Kansas lineman/And I know how it seems/But I smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/Oh those forbidden days/When your voice makes its way through the wire/Do you feel a little less tired?/Because I do/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call/Smile when you call
7.
Early in the morning I needed you/I wanted you by my side/The aviator, the celebrity/Taken from a country and a wife/Oh the Orion to Port Barrow/I had to have known all this time/The land of the midnight sun/The last frontier/My cowboy dear said goodbye/And he was singing “Lord let me live until I die”/He was singing “Lord let me live until I die”/The ropin’ fool, the Cherokee lassoed my heart/My blazing star, I was his sky/Searching for another truth, the next great joke/I’ve always known he could fly/And he was singing “Lord let me live until I die”/He was singing “Lord let me live until I die”/And he was singing “Lord let me live until I die”/He was singing “Lord let me live until I die”
8.
So when you woke up/It wasn't safe/"I wasn't here born yesterday"/There is a darkness/There is a night/Something is coming your precious life/Precious life, precious life/I'm fine/You have to believe me/I'm so sure what you'll find/You have to believe me/These are dangerous times/I'm no windmill crusader/I'm not ill, not blind/Not spoon-fed or paid for/When you had it all/I was just enough/I was just enough for you/When you had it all/I was just enough/I was just enough for you/So I'll find you/Near the ocean/Dying softly/With the city burning/You'll ask me/Why I’m laughing/And also crying at the same time/I'll say I, I’m fine/You have to believe me/I'm so sure what you'll find/You have to believe me/These are dangerous times/I'm no windmill crusader/I'm not ill, not blind/Not spoon-fed or paid for/I’m fine/You have to believe me/I’m so sure what you’ll find/You have to believe me/You have to believe me/You have to believe me
9.
They were strolling in the gloaming/Where the roses were in bloom/A soldier and his sweetheart brave and true/And their hearts were filled with sorrow/For their thoughts were on tomorrow/As she pinned a rose upon his coat of blue/Do not ask me love to linger/When you know not what to say/For duty calls your sweetheart’s name again/And your heart need not be sighing/If I be among the dying/I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again/When the roses bloom again/Down by the river/And the mockingbird has sung his sweet refrain/In the days of Auld Lang Syne/I’ll be with you sweetheart mine/I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again/’Midst the rattle of the battle/Came a whisper soft and low/A soldier who had fallen in the fray/I am dying, I am dying/And I know I have to go/But I want to say before I pass away/There’s a far and distant river/Where the roses are in bloom/And a sweetheart who is waiting there for me/And it’s there I pray you’ll take me/I’ve been faithful, don’t forsake me/I’ll be with her when the roses bloom again/I’ll be with her when the roses bloom again
10.
Wreck 03:04
In the heart of the country/Where the men all love their wives/I'm a wreck with no one there to see/I was burning up all night/They say if outcast hands are cringing/Someone's bound to just appear/But I don't want just anyone/I need a worker not a volunteer/I got so much love to give/It tosses me and it turns/I don't wanna be the wreck that burns and burns and burns and burns/Like a kettle taken off the flame/Still hot for hours more/I fear whatever I am made of/Never cools enough to hold/I think we all want security/With all its healing lore/But with that comes a treaty/And treaties break with war/I got so much love to give/It tosses me and it turns/I don't wanna be the wreck that burns and burns and burns and burns/I got so much love to give/It tosses me and it turns/I don't wanna be the wreck that burns and burns and burns and burns

about

here are bunch of thoughts about the album and the songs.
first of all, this album was produced by john vanderslice (who has produced my last two albums, as well as great albums by spoon and the mountain goats and strand of oaks) we recorded it at tiny telephone oakland completely analog. recorded on a neve 8068 console to 2 inch tape on a studer 820 24 track and then mixed down to 1/2 inch tape on an ATR 102. bernie grundman mastered the album (he is grammy award winning and mastered carole king's tapestry, michael jackson's thriller, dr.dre's the chronic, and prince's purple rain).

basically, with this album i just wanted to have some fun. i've spent the majority of my young adulthood taking myself very seriously. i think this is because i recorded my first album when i was 19, and ever since that EP came out, everyone said I was an "old soul". i felt very strongly that i should live up to that expectation because I was young and I didn't really know who i was yet, so a bunch of music journalists and fans say i'm an old soul and i really grabbed a hold of that. the label permeated through me in every way, in my songwriting, in my demeanor, in my aesthetic. i always just acted older than i was, or what i thought an older person acted like. i was unsure of myself and oblivious in many ways. so, 10 years pass and, now, that i actually am older, i realize i missed out on a lot of freedom that comes with making art as a young person and that i was just taking my songwriting so serious in all the wrong ways, not in a way that was making me a better songwriter, but in a way that was making me write really contrived over-serious songs. so over the past few years, i've tried to inject humorous stories into my live performance to really give people an idea behind the sometimes funny realities that spur these songs. and on this record, i tried to, even on the more serious songs, put forth a bit of dark humor. i also just wanted to write some flat out pop songs. people think pop music is common, its uneducated, its uncreative, but really, its the exact opposite. i find the majority of singer-songwriter type music that is being made right now is really the lazy and unimaginative 3 chord, no melody stuff these days. the real creativity of key change and modulation and off-kilter instrumentation and clever lyric is in pop music right now. and that what i listen to almost 100 percent of the time. so i wanted to push myself and write some creative modulating music with hooks and weirder lyrics. i hope i succeeded a little. i feel like the world of americana, that somehow i got pushed into early on, is so hell bent on being "honest" and "authentic" that it become exactly the opposite of that. everything in that world is a cliche now and people aren't just being themselves. their crazy, changing, confusing, artistic selves...i just wanted to have some god-damn fun and make an album that was a picture of me--searching/whole, confident/paralyzed, happy/sad, creative/boring...etc

credits

released March 24, 2017

All songs written by Samantha Crain, except for "When the Roses Bloom Again" by Will D. Cobb
Produced by John Vanderslice
Engineered by Jacob Winik
Mixed by John Vanderslice and Jacob Winik
String and Clarinet Arrangements Written and Conducted by James Riotto
Assistant Engineers: Carly Bond and Maryam Qudus
Recorded and Mixed at Tiny Telephone Oakland, Oakland, California
Mastered by Bernie Grundman in Hollywood, CA
Design and Layout by Pierrick Falmon

Samantha Crain: acoustic and electric guitars, vocals
James Riotto: bass guitar
Jason Slota: drums
Geneva Harrison: percussion
Rob Shelton: keys, synthesizers, organ, piano
Ben Goldberg: clarinets
Mia Bella D'Augelli: violin
Crystal Pascucci: cello
David Phillips: pedal steel
Carly Bond and John Vanderslice: additional vocals

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