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Again, Somewhere

by Beausage Brothers

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I think about that song on the radio We were on the beach, the sunlight fell on you We were half asleep, and it was years ago I only know the last line was “The opposite is true” I should have known I never had a chance in hell You were the best in show, I could only play the fool I couldn’t play guitar, I couldn’t dance that well But when I fell for you, it was the deep end of the pool I knew about the spells that you could cast And I heard about the damage you could do The bad girls told me nice guys finish last And the bad boys, they were scared to death of you I think about that night I made a leap of faith Or was it me just jumpin’ off that cliff It was a long way down, it was an endless wait And every now and then, the jump is worth the risk But it turns out that the opposite is true No, I never saw you break a single heart In all those sorry stories about you It was me who ended up the one who’s heartless Me who finally played the villain’s part I think about that song that we used to know As I drove away, the sunlight fell on you If I could go back to that day, I’d go But the fact is that the opposite is true Yeah, the hard truth is, the opposite is true We both found out the opposite is true
2.
About the time she turned 18 She cast herself as a drama queen Now every night we shoot our scene Then exit offstage right She’s comin’ home long after dark She says she’s learned to hit her mark By seeing Shakespeare in the park Doomed lovers in the night Desdemona, was she ever you There behind the mask and the Venetian blue? Poor Cordelia could not save the king Even love can never conquer everything So I wake up this afternoon Dirty pillow, empty room She’ll find her way to Arden soon I’ll beg her to come home Sound and fury, pain and fear Now the only play I hear Found her note, scraped on the mirror “Gone to Shakespeare, gone” Juliet, you did not wake in time So Romeo, he slipped away, left you behind Rosalind, maybe you understood How to hide, just to survive this neighborhood Once we were in the park at night Silver voices, fading light Would-be poets, failing sight We were Shakespeare in the park Now who’s behind the mask, I wonder? Light the match, bring down the thunder Whose spell could we have fallen under? Shakespeare kills us in the dark One last moment, edge of dark We met Shakespeare in the park Silver tongues and lovers’ hearts The night he found us there We swore that it would turn out right But someone’s dagger caught the light Against a sky of anthracite The night he found us there One last moment, light then dark We were Shakespeare in the park One last time before the dark We met Shakespeare in the park In the park
3.
I want to love this world like there’s no tomorrow (Every dream I’ve wasted) All the time I've lost, all the time I’ve borrowed (I could just erase it) Let’s pretend it ends at midnight Drive to the beach and hold tight Look for a miracle, embrace it I want to stand and speak the truth to power (Look back in sorrow) I want to scream it’s the eleventh hour (No chance tomorrow) Let’s pretend we’re bigger than we are Pretend we never fell this far Every doubt we had, we’ll finally face it ’Cause what we’re forgetting is somebody’s name And what we’re forgetting is the way that we came What we’re forgetting is how we could dream What we’re forgetting is everything Remember what we knew, remember how we knew it (Magic could surround us) When we faced the fire, we’d walk into it (This world never bound us) Let’s fall asleep and wake up somewhere Else without the endless nightmare Without these shadows all around us What we’re forgetting is where we came from What we’re forgetting is how to get home What we’re forgetting is how we could sing What we’re forgetting is everything
4.
Gettysburg 05:28
I used to give directions out to Cemetery Hill They’d stick their heads inside the door and ask the way to Hell Now they all got that GPS, plug in a Gettysburg address The kids all wearing blue and gray, like their forefathers fell I open up the barbershop, and soon my coffee’s cold So I top it off with Old Grand-Dad, who never does get old And Reggie from the Dollar Store, he strolls in with his Racing Form And Lacy from the nail salon says her boy got paroled Up there’s where Pickett’s Charge collapsed and all those Fifteen-year-old boys died begging for their mothers Now I’ve got this ugly cough, and blood on white will not come off But if I fall I’m followed by a hundred others When daddy opened up this shop, you could see the killing fields When the early morning fog burned off, before those condo deals We pretend that hate has come and gone, we made our peace, we’re movin’ on But still I wonder how the hell we let it happen here Owning men and women, so much strange fruit in our trees Middle Passage ghosts that will never set us free Down the street the world split open, rivers red and brothers broken How can years or good intentions heal what’s torn in me? Here in Gettysburg, I count four score Here in Gettysburg, we long endure And we’re all in Gettysburg, no resting place In a past named Gettysburg, now face to face to face We’re finally looking into the eyes of all those Fallen boys put down while calling for their mothers There they lie beneath the cloth, and blood on white will not wash off But gathered in this place tonight a million others Here in Gettysburg Now we’re all in Gettysburg Always back in Gettysburg
5.
Catch a ride on the 7:15 Greyhound Watch the sun come up on pure white snow Lookin’ at Lake Erie before sundown Waitin’ at a bus stop, 10 below Some’ll call me coward when I leave you Some’ll call it runnin’ when I roll But I swear I never could deceive you I’m the fool left standin’ in the cold ’Cause we did everything we could do But we were broken past repair Now I ride hopin’ that I’ll see you To try again somewhere Guess I’ll wake up somewhere near Chicago Catch a dog south to Memphis, Tennessee Hit that joint where we used to drink near Graceland Grace went west, but she left a note for me She’ll tell me to walk that muddy river I ought to put down that cross I bear Better be the better man if ever We meet again somewhere Somebody said regrets are just for losers And lookin’ back is just a waste of time But it’s the one direction I can search for Everything I lost and left behind Maybe we’ll walk that town together Or maybe I’m dreamin’ just to dare Gonna be the better man if ever We meet again somewhere Maybe one day and maybe never Maybe I’m dreamin’ just to dare Gonna be the better man if ever We try again somewhere
6.
I close my eyes Everytime I hand you the keys To my half-hearted life All I wanna do is say please, don’t you Burn your crazy figure-eights On my shady street or in my head You're the one who tempted fate Why was I the one who always bled? I spend my life Looking out the window at people Like you, wonderin’ why I could never do what you do — what you Seem to have at your command How your eyes can flash across a room I walk in thinkin’ I'm a man But I crawl out to a different tune You’re a collector of lost causes, lose me tonight ’Cause it’s time that you decide Once this door closes behind us and shuts out the light You will be with me inside You’re running out of time I say goodbye You walk out the front, in the back Promising to try harder, try Not to end up tied to the tracks When the whistle blows around the bend I can’t figure out your twisted knots A minute till our movie ends Not much longer to connect the dots You’re a collector of lost causes, lose me tonight You can still find your way home Once this door closes behind us and shuts out the light We’re together all alone Lost causes on our own
7.
We’re gonna say goodbye this time Honey, I can feel it I see the look that’s in your eye Take one more look around Car drives off in the pouring rain Honey, where’d you steal it? Where’d you learn to justify Burn it to the ground? When could you have worked it out How you’d take us down? Think it’s time that we talked about That back road out of town You shot all the street lights out Traveling by night, you Drew a map and left no doubt Left that place behind Tell me we ain’t something good I’m waiting to remind you Take me on this one last ride We could drive it blind When could you have worked it out How you’d take us down? Think it’s time that we talked about That back road out of town Tell this place goodbye this time Once lost, never found Lights out, leave it all behind On this road out of town The one back road out of town The last back road out of town Long dark road out of town
8.
Disappear 03:11
Been leavin’ her messages all over town But she never picks up, she’s so hard to pin down Maybe she’s ghostin’ me, maybe she’s gone If she ever existed, she’s a dream from now on Did I just imagine that face and that voice and that laugh in the night? She said she’s got magic to do, and she’s leaving and traveling light How did she disappear, just start to fade? She was there at the window, I called out her name On some gray morning, her shadow remained A flash in the mirror, then it all slipped away She promised she’d visit my dreams, but I’ve waited for so many years Did I just imagine that face and that voice when it all seemed so clear? All I can do is wait and live with this fear Was she just my creation, or did she disappear? Did I just imagine that face and that voice and that laugh in the night? She said she’s got magic to do, and she’s leaving and traveling light
9.
They will believe what they want to believe We’ve tried to reason and we’ve tried to plead But they’re imprisoned when they think they are freed Now they belong / Now they belong Now they belong / To the great stampede First you’re forgotten, and then you’re deceived In back of every door a conspiracy Manipulation behind every screen Till you belong / Till you belong Now you belong / To the great stampede Without a doubt they did you wrong Stripped your hills, stole your songs They made you feel tyranny Abandoned you to fear But don’t let them take this from you Everything that’s real and true There’ll be a time when the bill comes due When the storm clouds clear You will believe what you need to believe And keep repeating history Or turn your back on the insanity Will you belong / Will you belong Will you belong / To the great stampede? Don’t you belong / Don’t you belong Don’t you belong / To the great stampede
10.

about

Sadder but maybe a little wiser:
A few notes on riding out the storm

We released our fourth album, Alberta Clipper, late in 2019. We planted our political feet with the title song — about a delusional prophet — as well as with “Vertical Horizon,” a climate-catastrophe drama, and “Friends of Mine,” about an America that might embrace difference across social and political lines. We felt pretty good. We teed up a few songs for the next album. We knew where we belonged.
Then COVID rang the doorbell. We “hunkered down,” which in our case meant drinking beer and swapping ideas on the porch with the breeze up, donning masks everywhere else for way too many months. We waited. Life got complicated. Isolation and loneliness, rightly, reigned.
When we were finally able to safely get home to our guitars, microphones and soundboard, we faced a collective “new normal.” Yet our own shared psyche fought that. We needed to sing and play some form of measured, considered, balanced anxiety and hope.
We believe Again, Somewhere conveys that balance. We’ve explored some different paths. “Shakespeare in the Park,” traces a contemporary “Shakespeare” who is a destroyer of lives, a nocturnal drug dealer. But it also draws on the strength of some real Shakespearean heroines. “Gettysburg” is a reaction to the street slayings of young African-American men. “The Better Man” is a response to another death — this time Glen Campbell’s, and the magic he shared with songwriter Jimmy Webb. As such, it’s both a painful tribute and a song about hope, resilience, and recovery. “The Opposite Is True” and “What We’re Forgetting” are retro trips into unabashed pop. “The Great Stampede” is just an old-fashioned Byrds-style protest song about Orwellian group-thinking. And we end with an ambient country guitar instrumental, this one “Deep Valley Hideaway,” that speaks to our need for escape — the pastoral dream, however elusive, always driving the best of Americana.
The last song written and produced for the album, “What We’re Forgetting,” was created in the wake of the loss of two old and dear friends, brothers in music and two of our better angels in the world. They moved through our lives at different times and in different ways, so they never met, but they each knew us well. We owe them a deep and abiding debt for their heart, inspiration, loyalty, insight, friendship. “What We’re Forgetting” is an elegy to them and a plea to embrace each moment — the present, and past that continues to live in the present.
We’re proud of these songs, and we hope the Beausage Brothers have not frittered away this terrible erasure of time.
Isolated for two years, we’ve had a lot of time to think about our history, about our continuity as artists, and — most of all — about how fragile and precious we are as a musical and national community. Everything rides on whether and how we can truly hear one another’s voices, rather than mere echoes of our own.
Deep thanks for your support along the way!
Beausage Brothers

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released June 15, 2022

Charlie Everett: Lead and harmony vocals, electric, 12-string, baritone, and acoustic guitars, mandolin, bass

Donnie Challenger: Harmony vocals (lead vocal on “Collector of Lost Causes” and “Good-Bye This Time”), acoustic and electric guitars, bass

Recorded, mixed, and produced by Charlie Everett at Owls Nest Studio, Lewes, Delaware.

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Charlie Everett and Donnie Challenger are the Beausage Brothers, writing, performing, and producing a hybrid of American rock, folk, and country: classic but transcendent Americana built on the eternal verities: ringing guitars, haunting harmonies, hooks and lyrics that won't let go......all performed with the utter conviction that this music still matters.
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