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Echo Dancing

by Alejandro Escovedo

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1.
I wanna know why you talk so loud Why you seem so proud Like you won the crowd I wanna know why you walk like that Just to crawl right back Just to crawl right back I wanna know why you suck so hard Like a vampire brat On a drunken rant I wanna know why you try so hard Just to fall so far Just to fall so far If I stop the world from spinning around Then I never see you coming around And if I stop the world from spinning around Don’t you call my name Don’t you call my name If you call my name Don’t you call my name If you call my name I will change my name If you call my name Don’t you call my name What do you see when you look back at you Who will follow you If you spread more gloom If I made me and you made you What I made is true Can’t say that for you I wanna know why you talk so loud Why you seem so proud Like you won the crowd I wanna know why you walk like that Just to crawl right back Just to crawl right back If I stop the world from spinning around Then I never see you coming around And if I stop the world from spinning around Don’t you call my name Don’t you call my name Don’t you call my name Or I’ll change my name Don’t you call my name If you call my name Don’t you call my name I will change my name
2.
The moon is brighter than the sun My shadow is long as night and it follows me As I drive your way The tree hangs from the branches The moon hangs from the sky Water lies flat in the gutter While a rose climbs up the staircase And falls upon the landing And falls upon the landing And as I wonder where you are I'm so lonesome, yeah, I could cry Sometimes I come home at night, I'm glad that you are sleeping So I don't have to pretend that you are thinking of me Or something like that, in the middle of the night She really is breathtaking as she lies there softly sleeping Undisturbed, and I wish my breath, my voice, my touch Could awaken her Yeah, awaken her again I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name There really is no reason for the way that I am feeling It could've been the weather Or something less than that I need to shed this old skin for something that's much lighter Maybe different colors Maybe not so tight Maybe not so tight I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name It singes and it burns like a delicate veil The pressure of her kiss Feels like it's all over now I never could jump from high enough I never could jump from high enough Third story jump ain't high enough It's just a mess on Market Street I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name Palo Alto Hotel at Sacramento and Polk The neighbors spend their days washing their socks And staring out the window in a Thorazine haze They don't know what to do with their hands They vaguely remember some plans But that was so long That was so long ago I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name I'm under a spell, her name Yeah, I spell her name
3.
Bury Me 04:46
If I should die ‘fore I turn 43 Bury me beneath the justice tree Bury me with the lies I told Bury me with a rusted sword If I should die ‘fore I turn 46 Lay me next to old Saint Chris Dress me in my suit of blue And my favorite picture of you If I should die ‘fore I turn 49 Bury me with my last silver dime You might get a long distance call Might tell a lie, might tell it all If I should die ‘fore I turn 51 Bury me with a loaded gun So I might lose my misery Please erase my memory If I should not make my way up there If I should find myself somewhere Where it's always cold inside
4.
Well, I walk, I crawl, but I never run Sometimes I fall away like the setting sun Well, I swim, I surf, but I never drown Everybody says they love me but I don't know why Yeah, I don’t know why I don’t know why Well, I watch you walk like a rhythm train I love the way you kiss, I just can't stand the pain Well, I believe in truth, but sometimes I’ve lied Everybody says they love me but I don't know why Whoa, I don't know why Yeah, I don't know why Well, I walk, I crawl, but I never run Sometimes I fall away like the sun I believe, I believe in truth, sometimes I’ve lied Everybody says they love me but I don't know why I don't, I don’t, I don’t know why Don't know why I don’t know why Don’t know why No, I don’t know why
5.
Well, the sun comes up Just like a lollipop Then the sun goes down Like a golden crown I need your hungry kiss It's all I miss I need your hungry touch Just a little too much There's too many tears There’s too many tears There’s too many tears For a night like this I don't need your attention But I'll take it You're like a habit I don't want to break it Put on some red lipstick Just don't fake it Let's light up the cake Yeah, let's light up the cake There's too many tears Yeah, too many tears Oh, too many tears For a night like this Blinded by the camera flash We dance on broken glass The band plays out of tune But the rhythm is true So let the band keep playing Keep the dancer swaying Break out another flask Our love will always last There's too many tears There’s too many tears Too many tears For a night like this For a night like this For a night like this For a night like this For a night like this
6.
Castañuelas 04:01
Yeah, she plays castanets, without a net Toca castañuelas Hey, hey, hey, hey Toca castañuelas Move, move like a rhythm train Toca castañuelas Love the way, way she dances Moves, moves like a rhythm train Toca castañuelas Love the way, love the way she walks away Toca castañuelas Love the sun, love the sun silhouettes Love her hair, love her hair in a tangled mess Toca castañuelas Turns me on like a pickup truck Toca castañuelas Turns me on, turns me on and I can’t get up Toca castañuelas I love the sun, love the sun shining through that pretty dress Love her hair, love her hair in a tangled mess Toca castañuelas Toca castañuelas Toca castañuelas Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Toca castañuelas Plays castanets, works without a net Toca castañuelas Love the way she walks away I love the sun, it silhouettes Toca castañuelas Hair, hair in a tangled mess Toca castañuelas
7.
Outside your door A strange thing happened An angel fell to the floor To see what she could see It’s the same old song That I just keep singing I know I got it wrong What it used to be And I know that you are sleeping And I know we’re always one Inside the night, somewhere you’re sleeping All by yourself Something I said You’re the only one left I awoke alone in bed A dream wrapped in memory There’s a record spinning Smokey sings to me As I dance alone Wrapped in reverie And I know that you are sleeping I know we are always one Those jewels that you are keeping I’ll place them in your crown Outside your door A strange thing happened An angel fell to the floor To see what she could see It’s the same old song That we just keep singing I know I got it wrong What it used to be What it used to be What it used to be
8.
Sensitive boys In sensitive clothes Sensitive words Wrapped up in sensitive poems Big dreamy eyes Long French sleeves Shivering in the cold light Of this New York City heat Sensitive boys Here they come Nothing's ever what it seems Too much just ain't enough Yeah, we wore it like an open wound We always felt too much Faded posters Peeling off the walls Sensitive boys want all your love Or they want no love at all Sensitive boys Don't let ‘em get you down Sensitive boys Turn your amps up loud Yeah, go ahead and run us off Make your baby proud The road to nowhere They'll rub it back in your face But I'm still out here somewhere And no one can take your place Sensitive boys The world needs you now Sensitive boys I need you more than ever now Sensitive boys I need you more than ever now
9.
Thought I’d let you know Party’s over There’s no more furniture to break Glasses left to smash Children stare into the window They all have pretty hair And pretty voices And sing like their mothers We’re not alone We are all alone We’re not alone We are all alone Now the leaves fall down Leaves are always falling down These bones are brittle bones These bones are noisy We’re not alone We are all alone We’re not alone We are all alone We’re not alone We are all alone Just thought I’d let you know Party’s over There’s no more furniture to break Glasses left to smash Children stare into the window They all have pretty hair And pretty voices And sing like their mothers We’re not alone We are all alone We’re not alone We are all alone
10.
Gonna crawl upon the shore Roll in the mud and the clay Like the swallows of San Juan Gonna get back someday A thousand steps to the water A thousand steps you must take There's a thousand worlds on the head of a pin A thousand rules to break Next time you see me I'm gonna smile for the camera Like some wild man from Pompei Take my word, go down to the sea It's breaking bigger than anything, anything I’ve ever seen I'm gonna crawl upon the shore Roll in the mud and the clay Like the swallows of San Juan I'm gonna get back someday Had a blonde TV special And an English halfstack I lost ‘em both in a deal But someday, someday I'll get ‘em back Next time you see me I'm gonna smile for the camera Like some wild man from Pompei Take my word, go down to the sea It's breaking bigger than anything, anything we’ve ever seen I'm gonna crawl upon the shore Roll in the mud and the clay Like the swallows of San Juan I'm gonna get back someday Gonna get back someday Get back someday I’m gonna get back Get back someday
11.
Last to Know 06:48
The last to know Party's over and we won't go No one to laugh at our jokes anymore There's the door, don't forget your hat The stores are all closed Couldn't buy a break anyway Saint Jude, he couldn't save you or me, I suppose More miles than money Look at our lives and it's so funny More miles than money We fall in love and it's never funny We're the last The very last to know The last to know We play the jokers in this minstrel show ‘Cause no one cares in this showbiz crowd anymore Got another cigarette I'm not quite through with this story yet There’s nothing here that we should fear, I suppose More miles than money Look at our lives and it's so funny More miles than money We fall in love and it's never funny We're the last The very last to know More miles than money Look at our lives and it's so funny More miles than money We fall in love and it's never funny We're the last The very last to know From the cradle to the grave All the memories never saved There’s nothing here that we should fear, so I'm told As the night slips away And we stumble towards another day There's nothing more that we can say, I suppose More miles than money Look at our lives and it's so funny More miles than money We fall in love and it's never funny We're the last Very last to know Yes, we’re the last Very last to know Yes, we’re the last Just the last The last to know
12.
MC Overload 04:44
Hip hop, I wanna make your love drop Nothing on the radio makes me wanna breakdown Turn it up, turn it up Wanna watch the cones dance You’re looking so good Wanna make your love quake I’m feeling overloaded Feeling overloaded My Italian shoes Gonna take the bandstand My feedback rage Gonna make my last stand Take my hand, take my hand I wanna love you In my snakeskin pants We’re gonna dance the last dance I’m feeling overloaded I’m feeling overloaded Up against the wall They used the kerchief that you gave me One long kiss Mary Jane gave me a last smoke No one smiled No one crossed their fingers I’m not a guilty man I just made some mistakes I’m feeling overloaded I’m feeling overloaded
13.
This moment will last forever And nothing is everything Inside this dance Inside this dance Your whispers and echo dancing Against the emptiness of everything Inside your glance Inside your glance Forever dance with me, my love Forever dance with me, my love The stars will shine forever The sun will come to pass We'll have this dance We'll have this dance Your eyes forever linger Our kiss will never fade Inside this dance Inside this dance Forever dance with me, my love Forever dance with me, my love This moment can last forever And nothing is everything Inside this dance Inside this dance Your whispers and echo dancing Against the emptiness of everything Inside your glance Inside your glance Forever dance with me, my love Forever dance with me, my love
14.
Wave 04:56
Wave goodbye Everybody waves goodbye Climb aboard the train Turn and wave goodbye again Some go north, some go south Maybe east, some left out Some are rich, some are poor But everybody's got to wave Wave goodbye They’ve headed for the other side The sun shines brighter there And everyone's got golden hair They went north, they went south Maybe east, some left out Some are rich, some are poor But everybody's got to wave My cousin said We're gonna find the ones that left A boy climbs aboard the train Never to wave bye again He went north, he went south Maybe east, some left out Some are rich, some are poor But everybody's got to wave Don't you cry I made it to the other side The sun’s not brighter here It only shines on golden hair I went north, south Maybe east, some left out Some are rich, poor But everybody's got to wave

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Alejandro Escovedo's New Album ECHO DANCING is an Adventure in Life

No one has really ever been able to define themselves and their music like singer-songwriter Alejandro Escovedo does. His life in music of all kinds sometimes feels like a swirl through the sky, where his songs point out all the majesty and mystery of how he sees the world. The sounds he makes take him places that he might not even predict, but once there, greatness always follows. It's just the way Escovedo is. It has happened over and over for decades, almost like a fateful agreement he has with the cosmos. There is a good chance it cannot be explained, especially by him.

Maybe that's because this is a musician who feels magic, both in himself and the world around him, and is open to the experience of whatever comes his way. It is not always easy, and can have a high demand on how a person lives. But it is the way that Escovedo is always moving forward.

On this new album, Alejandro Escovedo has taken a road rarely traveled, which is totally in keeping with how he has lived his life in music. Echo Dancing is an experiment in how to use the past to shape the future. By recording completely new and repurposed versions of songs from his past, Escovedo actually gets a chance to rewrite his own history. It's also an idea that pushes growth into the present, and asks an artist to see themselves anew. "I always feel that a well-written song can withstand a lot of abuse," Escovedo says. It is an area of creativity that the man has always honored. "Turning a past song inside out leads to discovery of new ideas you might not have understood about the song," he says. "Even lyrical refurbishing has proven helpful and effective. It's like interpreting your own work anew. The songs never seem to be complete. They are always evolving."

And with those words, Alejandro Escovedo succinctly explains the new levels of artistic exploration he's undertaken on his new album. It's a unique adventure into recording new versions of songs from his past, and approaching them as challenges to totally express what the music means to him today. Songs like "Bury Me" and "Castañuelas," while they were powerful in their original form several years ago, now announce themselves as highlights of Escovedo's long career. They speak to an eternal world that lives inside so much of his music, like it was formed in a way that cannot age. There is something very permanent in the career of the Texas-born artist, an inner flame that is always there. It feels like it is a part of musical history that is rarely captured at such peak performance, let alone reappears with a new life. If the life of an artist is always to push ahead, to leave what was done alone in favor of contemporary creations, then Escovedo's basic concept of Echo Dancing is a revolutionary concept of high beliefs. That the past can live again as a reborn entity.

"I was planning this record just prior to boarding a plane to Italy to record with Don Antonio and Nicola Peruch," Escovedo says. "My original idea was to record an album of new material. But then I changed my mind and thought that revisiting songs from my various past albums throughout my career would be more interesting. I have a great faith in these two artists to always create something interesting with whatever I might bring to the session. These songs were already dressed for the dance."

Everything on Echo Dancing has a feeling of absolute freshness about it, and at the same time, there is a strong link to the past. It's almost like reincarnation in the recording studio, but everything seems brand new. All the musicians are dedicated to finding the new amongst the songs' prior history. It is not something that happens often, and it surely has never occurred quite like it does on this fascinating new collection.

Alejandro Escovedo knew that an experience like the one he was embarking on needed all the freshness he could find, and off he went to Italy. Sometimes there are now choices in how to approach a new vision. It simply has to be started with total dedication. "I find that recording in a foreign country opens the creative eye in a way that working at home lacks," he says. And the way the experiment works was proof that today's approach to these songs has a rock-solid beauty to it. A new sonic world has opened. "Surprises were a daily occurrence," the musician says, "and we embraced them with exuberance. Is it the beginning or the end? I feel there have always been certain songs on my albums that have guided me to new approaches in my music. That is really the goal of recording. To keep moving forward no matter what it takes. That's why I continue to work on new ways to tell these stories."

Truer words were never spoken than Alejandro Escovedo's love for exploration in the music he writes and plays. The son of a Mexican immigrant and a Texas native, the sounds that Escovedo first discovered and then performed morphed into all kinds of exciting styles of his life. A member of the first-wave punk rock group The Nuns in San Francisco, he moved to New York and joined the Judy Nylon band and experienced the total electricity of the late 1970s there. Moving then to Austin was a radical shift of geography and musical style when Escovedo helped form one of the country's first so-called Cowpunk adventurers. It often seems like the man has been on a pirate-like adventure through the kinds of music he is drawn to. Those sounds are usually new and often have a strong edge of the avant-garde in them.

Deeply embedded in the burgeoning Austin scene in the 1980s, Escovedo was a prime architect in the new band True Believers, which included his brother Javier and Jon Dee Graham. In many ways the band helped build the gateway to the whole burgeoning Americana music scene which prospers to this day, but it was also the turning point for Alejandro Escovedo to take his life in his control and record solo albums. In the thirty-plus years since that decision has come a wild roller-coaster ride of groups, spinoffs, tribute albums and even original dramatic projects and experiments. In 1998, No Depression Magazine named him Artist of the Decade. For this musician, though, that was just the start of a life that twists and turns wherever Escovedo's clearly uninhibited imagination takes him.

The 21st century has been a time of widely successful excursions that only a few American musicians are able to create. Between adventurous solo albums, continuing collaborations with other musicians, and an ever-growing sense of boundary-breaking, Alejandro Escovedo has created his own definition of what a modern rock artist can accomplish. Which is exactly why Echo Dancing comes at the perfect time for this man. While it does seem Escovedo has his own category of accomplishments, to now bring together these songs he has previously recorded and inject such exciting new and different life into them is a complete exoneration of his belief in the future.

"I said goodbye to certain phases of my life as I have grown," the musician says. "I greeted new acquaintances musically. And I was extremely surprised by the outcome. That is the thrill of being alive. I feel we have now made a beautiful collection of songs recorded in an effortless vibe of collaboration and camaraderie. I can't give Nicola and Antonio enough credit and thanks for their musicianship and wide-open approach to making this album. And I should also mention Ivano Giovedi, who incredibly engineered the recordings. He did an amazing job."

"Everyone involved has guided me to new approaches to my music, like other musicians have my whole life. I have always worked hard to discover new ways to tell the story. I've never hidden my love for Brian Eno, Roxy Music, Judy Nylon, Cluster, along with the Stooges, New York Dolls, MC5, Roky Erickson, Lightnin' Hopkins, Joe Ely, Terry Allen; you get the picture. There is always more work to be done and joy to be made. I am nowhere near finished."

Echo Dancing makes sure Alejandro Escovedo's evolving circle remains unbroken.

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released March 29, 2024

2024 Yep Roc, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

All songs written by Alejandro Escovedo

Arranged and Produced by Alejandro Escovedo, Don Antonio and Nicola Peruch
Engineered by Ivano Giovedi
Studio assistant: Francesco Cinque
Mixed by Ivano Giovedi at Waveroof Studio
Mastered by Brent Lambert at The Kitchen Mastering

Alejandro Escovedo: voice, guitars
Don Antonio: guitars, bass, bass VI, organ, mellotron, electronics
Nicola Peruch: piano, hammond, farfisa, wurlitzer, programming, modular synths

Sergio Marazzi: backing vocals on “Wave”
Nancy Rankin Escovedo: backing vocals on “Castañuelas”
Gianni Perinelli: soprano saxophone on “MC Overload”

Art Director + Photography: Nancy Rankin Escovedo
Layout: Nathan Golub

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