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Where Shall You Take Me

Damien Jurado is the sort of songwriter who straddles rock's past and future, and with each record contributes a new chapter to an ever-fruitful body of work. His latest offering Where Shall You Take Me? is his fifth full-length, and is a beautiful collection of ten Raymond Carver-esque vignettes terror and bliss in Middle America. Two decades after Springsteen's Nebraska, Jurado puts the darker, more complicated side of the heartland back on the map with his tales of young love (some requited; some not), innocent fun and bloodshed. Mostly acoustic with very sparse band arrangements -- with the notable exception being the old live favorite "Texas to Ohio," which sounds like a Scarecrow-era Mellencamp hit -- Jurado has the songwriting talent that turns back the hands of time and places the listener in a timeless place in which his tunes sound like they've been floating around and passed down from generation to generation, not unlike Gillian Welch, Richard Buckner or Lucinda Williams. "Window," for instance, sounds like spiritual from the deep south, while "Abilene" sounds like an early American folk tune. On his first two albums Waters Ave S and Rehearsals For Departure, the Seattle-ite established himself as a very important contemporary artist, whose records reflected a keen sense of personality and a pop sensibility akin to Matthew Sweet or Richard Davies, only slightly more subdued. These albums even more notably illustrated his talent as a songwriter and singer in the same league as the late great Phil Ochs as well as Ron Sexsmith. With his third record, the very forward-looking Ghost of David, Jurado clearly positioned himself at the forefront of his peers in terms of willingness to experiment with the pop songwriter formula. A rough-hewn collage of a record which combined sparse sing-song tunes with moody noise pieces, some of which he sang, others which collaborator Rosie Thomas took the lead mic, Ghost of David was a loosely constructed, organic hand-wrought zine of an album -- a unique and daring constellation work in an otherwise well-traversed sky. His follow-up Gathered In Song is the rock record that long-time fans were waiting for, fans that knew Jurado from his early days in which he played in rock outfit Coolidge with young pre-Pedro the Lion David Bazan.

Lyrics

Amateur Night

First came the scream and blood on the floor
The alcohol and magazines
In my flashlight you were a star
A razor blade that cuts you clean

Smile for the camera take off that dress
Twenty dollars for a kiss
It's me who made you
It's me who will take you

I am not an evil man
I just have a habit I can't kick
It starts with an urge
And ends with picking up the phone
I ain't finished yet

Omaha

The cowboy of Omaha drives with his three kids
To the house where they live, where you been

This country will know us by name
This country will know us by name

We've been out driving and seeing the sights
The land of Nebraska is beautiful at night

This country will know us by name
This country will know us by name

Our car was the ship and daddy the captain
He let us steer and pretend we were driving

This country will know us by name
This country will know us by name
This country will know me by name

Abilene

I fell in love with a girl of nineteen
A black-haired girl I called Abilene
"Young girl, where's your husband?"
"Sadly," she replied, "I do not have one"
"Then it's you I'll marry with your parents' permission"

"No, fine sir, they will not let me marry
For I am a young girl
And you are a man without money"
"Then I'll come by your window
Tonight when they both will be sleeping

"Outside your window
In a carriage, I will be waiting
They'll awake, find you gone,
Rub their eyes, and think they're dreaming"
And never did they think
That their Abilene would leave them

"Now, fine sir, where is it you shall take me?
Is it in the mountains high

Or is it the deep blue sea?"

Texas To Ohio

From the window to the doorway
This is the way we planned our escape
Five miles of road, three hours of conversation
My feet and ears could only take so much

From Texas to Ohio is too long a walk
Even if it's with someone you love
Five miles in the walk you already want to do them in

Through the heat and humidity
My mind keeps going back to the first time I met you
How weeks after dating, I could never get a hold of you

"I don't know where she's at
You should try calling back tomorrow"

From the window to the threshold
This is the way we learn from our mistakes
You leave all your friends for someone you think you love

Through the for the better and the worse
My mind keeps going back to the first time I met you
How weeks after dating, I could never get a hold of you

"I don't know where she's at
You should try calling back tomorrow"

Window

I am looking at a beautiful window
That window is your eyes
And the only time I saw rainfall
Was the day your mother died

And I am looking at a beautiful rainbow
The rainbow is your smile
Oh, the only time I heard laughter
Was the day I took you as my bride

I am looking at a beautiful window
The window is your eyes
Oh, the only time I saw rainfall
Was the day your mother died

And I am walking with my Savior
My Savior walks with me
Oh, He will guide me up to heaven
Where you & I shall meet

I Can't Get Over You

I can't get over
No, I can't get over you
Seems no matter what I do
I can't get over you

I have tried sleeping
Just to get over you
And I have tried dreaming
But all of my thoughts were of you

I can't get over
No, I can't get over you
Seems no matter what I do
I can't get over you

It seems no matter what I do
I can't get over you
No, I can't get over you

Intoxicated Hands

She took advantage of intoxicated hands
And he pretended to be asleep
But underneath the blankets
Their legs linked like a chain

Now come tomorrow morning
How will you explain?

Was it that whiskey talking
Or is it your heart
That made you say I love you to me
As you held me in your arms
And you'll have the explanation
For that, what has come about

I loved you, seven long years
And now, that you found me out
Just get out

I was just like the others
I wanted to be more
Shame it took that whiskey baby
To bring me to your door
You'll have the explanations
For that what has come about

When I loved you seven long years, my boy, and
Now that you found me out
Just get out

Tether

Come, o come
Come away, Heather
Who is the boy
That you keep by your arm?

That drags a cat
Around by a tether
Who is the boy
That you keep by your arm?

I must say
He looks not familiar
Is he a stranger
From some other town?

The townfolks say
He looks quite peculiar
They've never seen
His kind come 'round

Tell me, o tell me
Will he be your husband?
Will you, o will you
Will you be his bride?

Will you stay in the house
And provide him with children?
Are you sure
He will not leave your side?

When tears fill your eyes
Whom shall you run to?
You can run
To the house on the hill

In this house
You will find me standing
By a window
Waiting for you

Matinee

We all cried at the ending
We all stayed for the credits
And I kept my ticket as a souvenir

We found our way by the usher's light
To the place outside where we parked the bikes
Underneath a neon sign

Matinee, hey hey, why go late
When the movies are cheaper during the day

We come down about twice a week
To put our feet on the theater seats
Admission's cheap and the soda's free

Well, my best friend's girl works the ticket stand
When the boss is gone, she gets us in
We all see a matinee

Matinee, hey hey, why go late
When the movies are cheaper during the day

We all cried at the ending
We all stayed for the credits
And I kept my ticket as a souvenir

O, my best friend's girl works the ticket stand
When the boss is gone, she gets us in
We all see a matinee

Matinee, hey hey, why go late
When the movies are cheaper during the day

Matinee, hey hey, why go late
When the movies are cheaper during the day

Bad Dreams

I have fell victim to you
Troubles I have seen, many years
From high windows I have called you
So come, save me from this fire

Forget all who hurt you, they don't know you
Come rest your tired body in my arms
From the bedroom I have called you
So come, save me from this fire

And I have bad dreams
I've done so many bad things
And I have bad dreams
I've done so many bad things
So come, save me from this fire