Red Red Love

by Bryan Lisa

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The latest album from singer/songwriter Bryan Lisa and his band: "Red Red Love", an album about growing up, love, life, death...and everything in between.

Bryan's third album finds him with a new band and a mature sound that is tough to categorize into a single genre. Red Red Love conjures up the sounds of Elvis Perkins, Josh Ritter, and Wilco...with a mix of rock-a-billy, americana, singer/songwriter, indie-rock, west-coast swing, and alt-country.

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released December 8, 2010

Performed & Arranged by:

Bryan Lisa - vocals, guitar, piano, keys
Alex Bryant - guitars, what-have-you
Jeff Tareila - upright bass, backing vocals
Pete DeMeo - drums
Rich Cahill - drums
Jim Stagnitto - horns
...with a special guest appearance by John "JT" Thomas on the Wurlitzer.

Engineered & Produced by: Lucky @ The Pussycat Club (Milford, NJ)
Mixed by: Ron Schreier
Mastered by: Eric Rachel @ Trax East (South River, NJ)

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Track Name: When I Die
Well I left town about the age of fourteen
With a crooked heart, but my conscience clean
…I wasn’t that young
Walked across the desert with a ragged mule
It didn’t feel so bad, cause I was looking for you
…you stood in my dreams

I made it to the city, fair
Where I thought I saw your auburn hair
…But you weren’t there
There I fell into this band of thieves
With those wild eyes, there’s a judge that breathes
…fire like the desert sun

Where will you be when I die?
When I draw my last weary breath and I…
Will you see right through me?
Feel this plague that blew me away…

The judge, he taught me with a rabid show
All those learnings he did know
…Though I couldn’t read
Now he was drooling at the mouth
When I killed a man on my way down south
…In the border towns of Mexico

Long time’s past and the judge he’s gone
He rode out west before the dawn
…Reckon I’ll cross him again
Made my way across the Santa Fe Trail
Where I thought I felt your skin so frail
…I’m still searching

Where will you be when I die?
Will you stop in your tracks and break down and cry…
Will you see my young face?
In a photo you cannot quite place…

Now I’m riding out west to someplace
Where I’ll meet the judge face to face
…He’ll bleed me out
And as I lay cold and dry
Maybe I’ll look up and I’ll see your eyes
…and know what this life means

Where will you be when I die?
When I draw my last weary breath and I…
Where will you be when I die?
When I’ve sung my last song and I…
Where will you be when I die?
Will you stop in your tracks and break down and cry…
Will you see right through me?
Feel this plague that blew me away...
Track Name: Sunday Evening
Theresa, don’t just lay there
I’ve got something else to say to you
And it just might break your heart.
It’s always Sunday evening
Always working in the morning
And I can’t wait around for life to start.

Theresa, you were right
About knowing in your bones
If we’d make it out of here alive.
It’s always Sunday evening
At least you can tell your children
With a straight face, that we tried.

Theresa with your eyes closed
You look just like Princess Grace
I’m still wearing these same clothes
But they feel so out of place on me.

Why do we have to change?
Staying up all night talking about nothing at all.
Why do we have to change?
We’re not kids anymore, it’s the calm before the fall.

Theresa don’t say anything
It’ll only make it harder
I guess we’ll hold on till one of us cries.
It’s always Sunday evening
And we just make excuses
So just lay here, and close your eyes.

Theresa with your eyes closed
You look just like Princess Grace
I’m still wearing these same clothes
But they feel so out of place on me.

Why do we have to change?
Hanging on your mother’s porch smoking cigarettes
Why do we have to change?
Is feeling this at seventeen as good as it gets?
Why do we have to change?
Make love in our cars to feel like we exist.
Why do we have to change?
Hold hands under the table and close our eyes when we kiss.
Track Name: The Last Renaissance Man
Now the cannonballs rage
As I take center stage
But the spotlight just don’t suit me
Back in another time
Where the poets don’t all rhyme
He sits down in the afternoon for tea

He’s the last renaissance man
Lost in his thoughts and
His thoughts always drift to you
He’ll treat her just fine
And he’ll serve her his wine
But his wine won’t tell her the truth

While he’s out riding steed
He’ll recite the Nicene Creed
While the grapes grow ripe along the vine
He takes her out to town
He’s in suit, she’s in gown
He’ll steal her heart although she’s all mine

He’s the last renaissance man
Lost in his thoughts and
His thoughts always drift to you
He’ll treat her just fine
And he’ll serve her his wine
But his wine won’t tell her the truth

Woe is me
Go with me
I can’t compete…with him

When I sneak into his room
Hoping this will be his tomb
With my dagger and my rope in my tote
You know my surprise
As he opens up his eyes
I find my rope gone and dagger at my throat

He’s the last renaissance man
Lost in his thoughts and
His thoughts always drift to you
He’ll treat her just fine
And he’ll serve her his wine
But his wine won’t tell her the truth
Track Name: Dirty Rain
Junkie Janey wakes up in a strange bed across the city
They say she’s so beautiful, but man, she don’t feel so pretty
“Did the sun come up, or was it just a dream?” she says as she rubs her eyes.
It’s those Northern Lights playing tricks on you, the night made a compromise.

And the Staten Girls are waiting for the train
To meet their Bronx boys out in the dirty rain

“Haven’t seen this weather in 30-odd years” says the man behind the scenes.
It don’t bode well for lovers, cause we all know down here what these clouds mean.
Better go on and get indoors, it’ll take days to get out the stink.
Better listen up now, cause when it pours, you can’t even hear yourself think.

And still the Staten Girls are waiting for the train
To meet their Bronx Boys out in the dirty rain

It’s a dirty rain that’ll soak you
A dark sun that don’t care
It’s a dirty rain that’ll drown you
A dirty storm’s coming…feel it in the air

“The smart ones are getting out of town”, he tells his little girl.
"But nothing could ever take us down". He was her whole world.
Whitewater rises up to the skies, no sign of land.
He screams and grabs and can hear her cries…wasn’t strong enough to grip her hand.

And those Staten Girls have gotten on the train
And met their Bronx boys out in the dirty rain.

It’s a dirty rain that’ll soak you
A dark sun that don’t care
It’s a dirty rain that’ll drown you
A dirty storm’s coming…feel it in the air

It’s a dirty rain that soaked me
A dark sun rises today
A dirty rain took her from me
It’s a dirty flood that swept her away
Track Name: Theme from Red Red Love
Sometimes love is enough
Sometimes it’s not
At least that’s what you told me

24 years without you
Was just wasted time
At 25, I learned how to see

It was her red, red love

Sometimes love isn’t enough
Sometimes it is
At least that’s what I said

All these years I’ve loved you
Feel like minutes to me
Time goes on after I'm dead

It was her red, red love
Track Name: Road
She packed her bags up long ago
Took only what she needed to survive
Her Emerson and her Thoreau
And People Magazine to pass the time

Now I been down that long road
The gravel hurts and sand stings your face
Where the moon don’t shine and the sun don’t know
That it even needs to rise in the first place

Where will it take you?
Where will it take you my friend?
Where will it take you?
Far away from me once again?

There’s nothing at the end and nothing to show
Just an old woman looking through a mirror
She laughs and says “girl you just don’t know”
This place is much harder than it appears

So here you are, empty bag in hand
I’ll never know your travels or your trials
But I swear I won’t sting like those grains of sand
And you can stay here in my arms for a while

Where will it take you?
Where will it take you my friend?
Where will it take you?
Far away from me once again?

Where did it take you?
Where did it take you my friend?
Where did it take you?
Far away and back home again?
Track Name: Ghost (The X-mas Song)
The sleigh bells don’t ring for me anymore
The mistletoe shrivels and falls to the floor
Although the lights twinkle like you eyes
A familiar sting comes to me like no surprise

It’s another Merry Christmas without you
I raise up my glass, but I can’t make the toast
It’s another Merry Christmas without you
So I say “Merry Christmas” to your ghost

These untouched gifts lay dusty under the tree
Just a small something to you, love me
The angel’s trumpets sing like your voice
In an eternal choir where you made an impossible choice

It’s another Merry Christmas without you
A season of joy, I try to make the most
It’s another Merry Christmas without you
So I say “Merry Christmas” to your ghost

And how it came to this, one can only guess
But the red ribbons always remind me of your dress

It’s another Merry Christmas without you
I raise up my glass, but I can’t make the toast
It’s another Merry Christmas without you
So I say “Merry Christmas” to your ghost
Track Name: Artificial Boy
Take a look into the face of an artificial boy
Take a look into the face of an artificial boy
Even though his eyes can’t express joy
You’ll swear you see it in the face of the artificial boy

Take a chance and hold the hand of an artificial boy
Take a chance and hold the hand of an artificial boy
Even though he can’t feel it you’ll still enjoy
To touch the hand and feel the flesh of the artificial boy

If he could feel love, it’d be with you.
If he could live love, he’d live for you.

He don’t know where he’s going
He don’t know if he’s growing
The microchips in his brain tell receptors in his heart
That it beats for you

Robot boy can’t take another broken heart
Robot boy can’t take another broken heart
It’s been mended before but since taken apart
Robot boy can’t heal another broken heart

Kiss and taste the mouth of the artificial boy
Kiss and taste the mouth of the artificial boy
Nothing yet beyond them to employ
Please breathe some life into this artificial boy

If he could feel love, it’d be with you.
If he could live love, he’d live for you.

He don’t know where he’s going
He don’t know if he’s growing
Fiber-optics in his eyes trigger saline tears
That fall for you

He don’t know where he’s going
He don’t know if he’s growing
Dextrose blood that runs through silicone veins
Still bleeds for you
Track Name: Candle
Is it in the stars that guide your gaze?
Upon my heart do you graze?
Where can I sleep to find your night?
And when can I wake to see your light?

Is it in the stars to which you stare?
Treading on these waters, I beware
Only you hold the key to this love so new
Only you can stab and twist it through

No one holds a candle to you.

I fear not these eyes of fire and ice
I dare not follow my will, my vice
I put in your hands the vengeful knife
I trust you with this as I do my life

No one holds a candle to you.
Track Name: I Don't Wanna Grow Up
When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog

When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today...

I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up

When I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drink all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old Tomb
On Grand Street (boom)

When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up