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Don't Let Me Die At Coco's

by Stoney Spring

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SWIMMING CLASS Gimme some of that elf powder. Let’s go to the swimming hole. They can’t mess with us now. You electrify my mind. And I electrify your mind. Elfin spirits are deaf and blind. They feel around for their own kind. Rubbing static all the time. No suffering on Sundays. Get it on in the sun! You electrify my mind. And I electrify your mind. Celebrate the Sun. People having fun. It won’t last very long. So get it on get on in the Sun. We belong to a brand new class. The name of the class is Swimming Class. The class is fun, and you won’t die. You’ll learn how to survive using your body. : So admit that you belong in this class. Celebrate the Sun. It’s not supposed to be this bad. You electrify my mind. And I electrify your mind. Don’t let them recombine your DNA! They can’t mess with us today. We belong to a brand new class. The name of the class is Swimming Class. The class is fun, and you won’t die. You learn how to survive and keep your head up high So admit that you belong in this class.
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DON’T LET ME DIE AT COCO’S One moment of truth makes up for a whole day of dishonesty. Making peace with blood Licking your wounds with grace. And learning humble tactics: How to get up shaking from a stumble before the sun. Oh well the change we go through. Oh well the stains we leave on cities. Angry angry roads pricked with with people rolling forward like onions and slaves. Stretched before you in television pain. The frowns in the towns… Mental mental, it’s fundamental. … and the pities in the cities. Don’t let me die at Coco’s Don’t let me die at Coco’s Where monkey meets man and the monkey is a machine. More like an ape than an ape itself. I need to gamble for my health. One number short on Keno. Louie’s Basque Corner in Reno. Words fail to heal. (Trump card rumbles) And The highway home is pounded out by hand. Can you squeeze a little pain from the stone? You better hold on to your sensitive self. Or someone will rip it out for you. (Like the Fifties) Don’t let me die of Coco’s Don’t let me die of Coco’s Where monkey meets man and the monkey is a machine
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Seed Passer 03:50
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Come, Gods 03:55
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A New Way 03:00
A NEW WAY Let the animal live! Good god! Light is the storyteller of our world. And paper, paper: the little universe. Ink the planets and stars and cities: She’s falling away Without pause and without pity, Away from his tender grip, Ready to be shrugged off completely By a sudden movement of the earth, Or a shift in the wind. …delicate warm white finger. Watch out for Happy. Happy is loaded. Happy is a loaded gun. Look out for Happy. Happy is loaded. Happy is a loaded gun. Let the animal live! I know nothing now. I know no thing now. Tickle the strings for physical feelings, Write the words to see How the disease has increased, And place hope in acquisition. The old rhythms of freedom are rusty and chained. Starting over means starting with nothing. (Don’t complain). Watch out for Happy. Happy is loaded. Happy is a loaded gun. Look out for Happy. Happy is kind of an asshole. Happy is a loaded gun. Let the animal live! His companion, his love and friend, She was slipping away. Without pause and without pity, from his tender grip, Ready to be shrugged off completely By a sudden movement of the earth, Or a shift in the wind… She held onto him by an arm, a hand, And now a delicate warm white finger. Let the animal live for god’s sake!
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Mendocino 03:29
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RIDE THAT WILD ASS TO HELL I told ya—you shoulda killed me last year. You can’t kill Lazarus twice. Walk while you have the light. Now wave your palms and throw down your panties. Clear the way, clear the way. Smile or weep, but take a good look. Bring me that untamed ass. And start writing your book. I’m gonna ride that wild ass to hell. 
I’m gonna ride that wild ass to hell. Just a shut eyed ride to the other side, and I know I’m gonna come again. And again Jah jah jah jah jah jah jah jah jah jah Everyone wants something. But someone wants everything. And it takes a worried man To execute that big mother’s plan. I’m sweating through my linen. I need a smooth ride to Jenin. I’m gonna ride that wild ass to hell. 
I’m gonna ride that wild ass to hell. Just a shut eyed ride to the other side, and I know I’m gonna come again. And again and again Happy are those who are called to my supper. Oooh Ahh Oooh Ahh Oooh Ahh Oooh Ahhh Bring me that untamed ass And start writing your book…. Save me father, or don’t save me. This thing’s already in motion. I need, no, I don’t need your magic potion. What did you think, I was some kind of gelding? Hell no, I can feel the mind and body melding. They wouldn’t show Elvis from the waist down either. You think the people want half a leader? Ha! The more you philistines taunt me. The more your wayward women want me. I’m gonna ride that wild ass to hell. 
I’m gonna ride that wild ass to hell. Just a shut eyed ride to the other side, and I know I’m gonna come again. And again and again Start. Writing. Your. Book.
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I WANNA BRUISE YA (WITH THE STAIN OF BABYLON) I want to bruise you with the stain of Babylon. I wanna bruise ya, with the stain of Babylon. I wanna confuse ya, with the stain of Babylon. I wanna bruise ya with the stain of Babylon. I wanna confuse ya, with the pain of Babylon. These are just a few of the many moods of man. These are just a few of the influences of Steely Dan. I wanna bruise ya with the stain of Babylon. I wanna confuse ya, with the pain of Babylon Aw yeah. These are just a few of the many moods of man. I suppose you’ve been a victim. But I won’t apologize for Steely Dan. Are you with me?

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The much anticipated followup to "Right On Heliotrope!" finds Stoney Spring continuing to forge ahead lyrically and musically. Here's what No Depression's Lee Zimmerman had to say about it: “Don't Let Me Die At Coco's simply defies everyday descriptions. It's rare to find such well-established musicians daring to defy the norm, but with Stoney Spring, they've done just that, and the results are as creative as they are compelling." LA Weekly critic Greg Burk: “Stoney Spring... are tempting the gods again. Such idiosyncratic spontaneity hasn't been permitted since the days of Syd Barrett, Captain Beefheart and the Fugs, so Anthony Lacques and his I See Hawks in L.A. buddies better watch their door -- the Conformity Police are knocking.”

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released October 12, 2015

Anthony Lacques: piano, guitars, drums, marimba, bass, lead vocal on 4 & 11
Rob Waller: lead vocals
Jimi Hawes: Bass on 2, 5, 8
Marc Doten: backing vocals, lead vocal and bass on 3
Paul Lacques: lap steel
With special guest, Carlos Alvidrez: trombone

All songs written by Anthony Lacques,
Copyright 2015, Fertile Black Soil Music (ASCAP)

Except “Don’t Let Me Die at Coco’s,” written by Anthony Lacques & Marc Doten, Plastic Artichoke Music (BMI)

Recorded by A.L. in Los Angeles, 2014-2015
Mixed and Mastered by Marc Doten at Trend Coma Bootlegs, Echo Park, Calif.

Front cover painting,“Stanlunds Resort at Dusk,” by Mary-Austin Klein.

Back cover photo by Jennifer Cline. Design by Rachel Gutek.
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Stoney Spring Los Angeles, California

Featuring the founding members of acclaimed alt-country band I SEE HAWKS IN L.A., Stoney Spring still has one toe in American roots music. But songs like Revenge Rock, New Blood and Swimming Class bring to mind a bold hybrid of Captain Beefheart and mid-'70s Neil Young.
The driving force behind Stoney Spring is Anthony Lacques, the Hawks' original drummer and still one of its songwriters.
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