Small Victories

by The Sharp Shadows

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“…blisteringly rhythmic music that electrifies the ears…” - - Motif Magazine

"... pretty bitchin'. If you like stuff like Husker Du, and that Minneapolis kind of alt sound like The Replacements, then you would like this…” - - The Lutherist

“… it's hard to believe the band isn't right there in the room, sweating and eager and laying it all out to bare just for you … [The Sharp Shadows] cultivate a sound that is simultaneously intimate and immediate.” - - BreakThru Radio

"The Sharp Shadows are solid rockers with that likeable underdog personality who in the movies, you’re hoping will get the girl and the rest of the school will finally see what terrific fellas they all really are." -- Audio Ammunition

"There’s an earnestness to songwriter Stephen Bailey’s lyrics that evades these comparisons — he’s not as bitter or snarky as Jackson or Costello, he's not as daft as Sweet or The Knack, he's not as devil-may-care as Pirner — but he’s recognized the pop sensibilities of these diverse musicians and drawn a surprisingly convincing circle around them." -- This Means Gnar

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released May 15, 2016

Stephen Bailey - guitar/vocals
Thomas Chalifour - bass
Matt Jones - drums

All songs written by Stephen Bailey.
Engineered and Mixed by Matt Jones.
Produced by Matt Jones, Ian Laczynski & The Sharp Shadows.
Recorded at Woolly Mammoth Sound, Waltham MA over two long years.
Mastered by Scott Craggs at Old Colony Mastering, Boston MA.

Front cover photos by Kevin James.
Interior photo by Thomas Chalifour.
Design by Stephen Bailey & Thomas Chalifour.

The band wishes to thank Dave Minehan, David Westner, Sara Sambrook-Jones, Zac Pless, Max Schneller, Matthew DeMello, Cryptic Carousel, Dana Cataldo, Taqueria el Amigo, Nicolette Orlemans, Lauren Vanags Davis, Matt Stepanski, Timothy Dillon, Liz Wagner Biro, Alissa Simmons & Frances Howell.


Salieri Records 2016
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Track Name: Go It Alone
want it
can't get it
feel it
can't stand it

but it's gonna drive you mad
so take it or leave it

stop it
you're just a socket
a conduit, a breaker, a part time tastemaker
hot air
in the stratos
hanging with the clouds for status
Just an arm chair king
in a furniture store

but if you want to live at home
you'd never have to go it alone
so nevermind, nevermind, nevermind
forever just be inside

mean it
don’t seem it
leave it for the world to see
if you remember this
it’ll make the list
along with all the things you wanted to be:

a coat of paint is nothing without the house underneath
Track Name: Meet Me In The Middle
lost and lonely down in Central Park
I lay it out for you to hear
but what about that crucial second part
where you come back to me sincere?

maybe if I climb up to you
maybe if you reach down for me

it doesn’t matter what I say
none of these words are gonna make you stay

meet me in the middle now

I often find myself crushed by memory
Try not to let it get me down
But how can I enjoy anything
if you’re all I see around?

it’s a cruelty to which there’s no defense
that you haunt my present tense

I think I’ve found a perfect body
think I’ve found a perfect soul
but I’m still in love with you
then what good will that ever do
if you’re never coming back?
Track Name: Feel So Low
grind my teeth, never used to do that
grip the wheel and feel my knuckles crack.
I’ll take that off ramp,
it’ll be an easy step.
As for my next of kin

spinning slow, and I feel so low
head between my knees
and I know though my feet shiver cold
it burns in the places that I can’t ever reach

haunt my desk, try to look awake
type so much, can feel my fingers ache
just automate me
what you want anyway
is someone that’ll say
“Yes sir!” everyday

going home, but I’ll be back
looking fine, but I’m pummeled flat
Track Name: Tubes
I feel like a human sardine
wash my hands but never feel clean
and I was never claustrophobic but I feel pent up

it’s a drag
and these bags
are pulling down my eyes
from sunset to sunrise

well everyday I’m running through tubes
but it’s the only way to get to you
sold my car
never bothered with a bike
so it’s down to tubes

can’t bring myself to speak
people stand rather than share seats
and if I hear “showtime” one more time
I’m gonna lose my fucking mind

it’s down to tubes
Track Name: Reason To Remain
and I remember
fireworks from your roof
heat lightning mixes in the sky, as if I needed proof
rising up
like a crown of fireflies
for the only set of eyes I want in Boston that night

and I love you
but I don’t know it yet
it’s just waiting in the wings
for a rush of strings and sunset

you’re turned away
dazzled by the sights
and the sounds of Independence Day
if I could speak
it’d all come with ease
a union of our own two states

and I want to hold you close
more than any warmth I’ve ever sought
and if I can’t feel you breathing
then my heart will never beat again

I search for words
but my tongue is often tied
when it comes to saying things that aren’t white lies
but it’s the truth
just the secret to the ruse
buried deep inside this beating bruise
Track Name: Flat On My Back
you’ve heard this all before and you’ll hear it again
I’m a cheap date maybe
but at least we’re still friends
‘friends till the end’
what a message to send
you had the fate of those words in the grasp of my
fingers tremble quiet at the sound of a voice
quavering on the line
what an easy choice
handle on my own
or in a crowded room, alone

well I’m flat on my back again
eyes blinded by this street light interrogation lamp
I swear to tell the whole truth
and nothing but it, sure
even if you’re heard it all before

and I guess I’m left to wonder
wonder what’s worse
to lose it all at once
or be left to linger
I felt it in my bones
as the phone dropped to the floor
so I stare out at the night from the railroad tracks
as the lights burn out I know you’re never coming back
my soul is sinking’ from the weight of big thinking’ now
Track Name: Don't Rely On Me
what do you call a dream that you wish you didn't have?
is it a nightmare if it made you whole?
I wish I could understand but I'm not wiser than I was
you might be the one if you can last

don't rely on me

tangled in another ‘neath the covers where we work
if I squint her face just might be yours
I was never like this but take the bull by the horns
if I don't sow myself then I might burst

and when I feel the heat
it comes as no surprise
it's often far away from
your patient watching eyes

I wish I felt complete
but these urges pull me in
I'm strung out on a wire
creaking hunger pulls me thin

don't rely on me
Track Name: Maybe I Started Something
slowly losing all I came to be
search for something but all I can blame is me

maybe I started something
maybe I started something
maybe I started something
maybe I started something that I can’t win

never happy, but then what does that mean?
search for someone, but all I can see is me

passing closer as it’s far away
makes me glad I chose to I stay away

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