Heads Together
by Zapruder Point
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Digital Album
Pay-what-you-like for immediate download of 6-track album in your choice of format. Pony up $5 or more, and you'll also receive three bonus mp3s via email:
7. September Gurls [Demo] [Big Star Cover]
8. Terrible Things [Live]
9. Here Comes The Sun [Piano Demo]Buy Now name your price
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Compact Disc
Jewel-case package with photo and art design by Amy Stewart, plus a lyrics-sheet insert.
Also includes immediate download of 6-track album in your choice of format, and three bonus mp3s you'll receive via email:
7. September Gurls [Demo] [Big Star Cover]
8. Terrible Things [Live]
9. Here Comes The Sun [Piano Demo]Buy Now $7 USD
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Here Comes The Sun
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You Are Not Your Own
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about
Chicago-area home-recording addict Dan Phillips (a.k.a. Zapruder Point) inches into the sunlight with a full-band E.P. that recalls the stripped-down guitar pop of Dumptruck, the Plimsouls and the Feelies. Learned and recorded in one-night sessions, these songs deliver an un-fussy energy framed in ruthlessly economic arrangements and sweetened by soulful vocals. Featuring John Aselin on bass and Larry Brown on drums, Heads Together also boasts guest appearances by Liam Davis (ex-Frisbie) and Elizabeth Lindau (Canasta).
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released 19 October 2010
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Zapruder Point writes more to understand than to be understood. Since he's an oft-confused guy, this can mean quite a haul ... more for any given year. In 2012, he's releasing a 7-inch record for each season. The Winter edition -- the 'Buildings vs. People' EP -- is available in vinyl and digital format at zapruderpoint.bandcamp.com. less
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Jun 10Chicago, IL
discography
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Mar 2012 -
Oct 2010 -
Jan 2008 -
Jul 2005 -
Nov 2004 -
Oct 2003 -
Jun 2001 -
Mar 1999
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- Track Name: The Oldies Station
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THE OLDIES STATION
we'll always have the oldies station
lest we forget
from d.c. 5 to the temptations
piled like pile carpet against the rough
stainless stuff
we'll always have a daydream nation
lest we nod off
and dinosaur's reverberations
sitting like sitting targets against the sky
blue sky
i really wasn't born to fight
but if you say let's rock and roll all night
my second wind arrives
we'll always have the oldies station
lest we forget
when our guitars are decorations
painted like painted ladies against the brick
miles thick
against the wall
calling us all - Track Name: Here Comes The Sun
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HERE COMES THE SUN
our paper route would start at down
we'd cause the cracks in winter lawns
we'd form of something formed of ice
the wonder twins like satellites
back to our nickel gas fueled happy home
and chocolate served in styrofoam
and canned applause and cereal
and golden static radio
but now there's nothing left of the dial
i only hear you sing from files
we shine our stars with aerosol
and drown in never losing calls
october comes and we fall back
the storm windows still at half-mast
here comes the sun in all its might
but you can't tell me it's alright - Track Name: From Cleveland To Eternity
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FROM CLEVELAND TO ETERNITY
when you're from these parts you never start
you never hit a hit parade
when you're from this town you set sights down
to your feet and then fire away
but you don't think that's true
you don't think that's true
but what are you gonna do about it?
when you're from this place you save your face
by keeping it hidden away
in the midwest you must confess
you're never better than okay
but you don't think that's true
you don't think that's true
but what are you gonna do about it? - Track Name: Terrible Things
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TERRIBLE THINGS
it's someone's birthday someone's house
not keeping quiet quiet
and it's better no better than what you could have hoped for
better no better than what you thought was in store
and all you seem to overhear
is how every year's an election year
and it gets no better than what you could have hoped for
better get better man
and you get tangled up
buried in a mash-up
as you recall terrible things
you used to say and also sing
so you count your pints to pass the time
and you keep it quiet inside
and it takes so many turns just to get loose
always a "gotta" never with a "get to"
and you paddle straight past
your fellow hearts of glass
as you recall terrible things
you used to say and also sing
is it too late to paddle back?
burning from track to track
could you recall amazing things
that you could say? - Track Name: The Shape Of The Machinery
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THE SHAPE OF THE MACHINERY
at the end of the fever to win
something else surely begins
you run out of reasons to fight
something else surely alights
but seems just like every year's
an election year
as your temperatures settle and sigh
do you try?
from this far away all you see
is the shape of the machinery
how all those pistons should spin
will clear up the closer you're in
but you take such a wandering path
you don't do your math
so you hum and you muddle along
all those songs
that you will never write
is it you or the city that works?
you will not be sure
but your choice is to alphabetize
or to try - Track Name: You Are Not Your Own
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YOU ARE NOT YOUR OWN
lincoln married jessie in the winter of ’03
he was a skinny kid, they called it charity
and he might’ve gone out on her
and she might’ve done the same
but then soon enough you know a child came
so their house got a little louder
and their days got a little long
and they got annoyed by stupid things like songs
but he sensed that she was brighter
and she knew that he was strong
and in the end there wasn’t really nothing wrong
hey sing about it, you are not your own
hey sing about it, you are not your own
kenny was 15 with greasy hair and a greasy smile
in the lamest town within 100 miles
with a target and a subway
not a single record store
yeah, his parents couldn’t ask for nothing more
so one new year’s eve with a couple friends
just sitting around
in the basement with the tv counting down
they didn’t have a single
firecracker for to blow
so at midnight they just lay down in the road
with the stars singing...
hey sing about it, you are not your own
hey sing about it, you are not your own
carol took a pair of pills for every kid she’d raised
now they cycle through on holidays
with their kids and all their kisses
and their tools to fix tvs
always staying barely long enough to leave
summer’s air conditioning was yellowing her lawn
when carol heard the doorbell ringing on
it was the kid who brought her paper
said they’re discontinuing
“so this final bill is all that i can bring”
so on sunday...
the best day...
the lord’s day...
heavy late edition curled tightly in her fist
carol crosses where the signal is
but the paper’s slick with adverts
so it slips out of her hands
to the pavement like a fish stuck in the sand
and there go the cars’ impatient idling...
and there go the corner kids mumbling...
and there goes the signal changing back again...
hey sing about it, you are not your own
hey, sing about it, you are not your own
