In re DJT (Their Liberties Be Damned)
You can build the dam high.
Calm the rivers running off their backs.
If they come, it won’t be in daylight.
If they come, they’re gonna drown in shifts through the
night.
It’s impossible to overestimate the love
you have for yourself.
Their liberties be damned.
Their silence you command, to remain silent. Until everyone’s the same as you,
jailed, or driven out.
Touch your face you sue for libel,
burning down the front page of the New York Times.
Converted to the Bible,
just in time to get a payout from the precinct lines.
It’s impossible to overestimate the contempt you have for details.
Their liberties be damned.
Their silence you command, to remain silent. Until everyone’s the same as you,
jailed, or driven out.
Deny their freedoms,
and remind them where they’re from,
and the punch lines for the red hats will be as easy as they come.
So you’re flying over Texas,
above the bushmasters and the taco bowls.
Bringing power to the masses,
huddled beneath your matryoshka doll.
It’s impossible to overestimate the love you have for yourself.
Their liberties be damned.
Their silence you command, to remain silent. Until everyone’s the same as you.
Their liberties be damned.
Their silence you command, to remain silent. Until everyone’s the same as you:
jailed, or driven out. C. John Roberson 2017
I’m An Alabamian
Yah, I lose once in a while
But I ain’t numb to the deal
There’s songs in the sand
Sweat in the fields
Momma grab my hand
Drag me down to the River
Make me one less man, no one else can understand
Been knocked down by the bankers and baggers
And the Allstars dealing with their golden hands
They say I made my stand
But I don’t give a damn
I’m an Alabamian
I’m not a Union Man
It’s getting harder to believe
Yah, I’m a son of my times
Momma I guess you know
I’ve been a low plains drifter
Picked at every shack from Richmond to Albany
Come back home after four years of a lost cause
With a broken amp, a guitar, and a pair of jeans
They say I made my stand
But I don’t give a damn
I’m an Alabamian
I’m not a Union Man
There once was a war
In the sweet bye and bye
The hills are now green
But the shadows never die
Til my last breath
I’ll be a stone cold resistor
To everything they try to pawn on me
Wrong or right, black angel
Sing through the crossroads
And lay me down with your sweet company
They say I made my stand
But I don’t give a damn
I’m an Alabamian
I’m not a Union Man.
I Won’t Deny Who I Am
Lord, forgive me for my body.
Forgive me for my time on Earth.
When it rains, things go from bad to worse.
I left a good woman waiting, on the wedding hill.
Lord, forgive for my pretense.
Forgive me for calling again.
When it rains, I give into my curse.
I let a good-time woman drown me in sin.
Now the only good thing I got coming
is printed in stone.
But I won’t deny who I am.
And anyway, you know who I am.
The circle’s unbroken, yes, indeed.
And anyway, you know what I need.
In my prayers there is a garden,
growing in between my skull.
And when it rains, I don’t want nothing more,
Until the daylight’s dawning, and I’m alone.
Now the only good thing I got coming
is printed in stone.
But I won’t deny who I am.
And anyway, you know who I am.
The circle’s unbroken, yes, indeed.
And anyway, you know what I need.
Lord, forgive me for my weakness.
Forgive me for my blackened heart.
Cause you know I’m gonna wreck it again tonight.
Most certainly.
Well I won’t deny who I am.
And anyway, you know who I am.
The circle’s unbroken, yes, indeed.
And anyway, you know what I need.
Well, I won’t deny.
Most certainly, the circle’s unbroken,
yes, indeed.
And anyway, you know what I need.
about
The Kaytonsville 8’s EP presents three songs of alternative-rock-flavored Americana, with the songs written and initially focused on acoustic guitar, vocals and lyrics. But there is definitely a full band sound here – including synths -- while Kenny Cummings’ production tugs the songs into a slightly different aesthetic that takes advantage of the angularity, dynamically and sonically, of digital recording. Hints of Southern swamp – with a finish of a CBGB power guitar band. (Thinking here, not coincidentally, about lead singer, songwriter, and guitarist John Are’s (Roberson) previous New York City band, Cruel Story of Youth, which had an album out on Sony/CBS/Columbia Records in 1989).
What’s with the name, The Kaytonsville 8? Well, there aren’t 8 members and there isn’t any town in America called Kaytonsville (at least with this spelling). But lead singer/songwriter/guitarist John Are says that the name seemed to fit his music, both in terms of the sonic and protest associations. And this can be heard on the first song of the EP, “In Re DJT (Their Liberties Be Damned).”
“In Re DJT (Their Liberties Be Damned)” is an updated take on the protest songs of the 60s, inspired in part by Are’s early 2017 visit to the Newseum’s exhibit “Louder than Words: Rock, Power, and Politics.” (The Newseum is a now-defunct museum in Washington D.C., that was dedicated to the freedom of the press). Are explains that, “I was listening to Buffalo Springfield’s ‘For What It’s Worth’ in one of the exhibit’s headphone booths, and it was a revelation, especially the power of the two-note harmonics that ring during the verses. “ (There’s a tip of the hat to that effect (albeit replaced in part by synth drones) in the verses on “In Re DJT.”) Are left the exhibit inspired to pen his own protest song. Still, he proclaims that he’s curious as to why, in the last three years, there have been few anti-establishment (i.e., Trump) songs, particularly since it is such a target-rich environment: “Where the hell is a good protest song against Trump?” In any event, he’s thrown “In Re DJT” into the ring for consideration. And, Are says, “Once I wrote the song, I felt I had an obligation to put it out into the public sphere; I’m an American and I believe in free speech, so I wasn’t going to keep the song locked up in my attic.”
Lyrically, the song takes on the problem of Donald J. Trump and his ultimate replacement of the values embedded in the Statue of Liberty with those in a Russian nesting (Matryoshka) doll – as alluded to in the song’s final verse.
The second song on the EP, “I’m An Alabamian,” was written by Are with a few things in mind. First, as a general background issue, Are says the song was inspired in part by the movie “Muscle Shoals,” which details how a small town in Alabama with a few recording studios became the point of fusing soul and rock, black and white, musical influences – and musicians – in a way that went against the prevailing milieu of Alabama in the 60s and early 70s. (And early in his music career Are made two trips to Muscle Shoals to record demos of songs he had written). Second, the song describes the journey of a failed musician (“Come back home after four years of a lost cause, with a broken amp, guitar and a pair of jeans”) while also alluding to the fall of the Civil-War-era South. And in the face of these defeats, unrepentant defiance, which becomes synonymous with the phrase “I’m An Alabamian.” And Are adds that, to anyone who interprets this song as in anyway condoning or excusing racism (in accord with certain aspects of Alabama’s history), they’ve got it all wrong.
The third and final song on the EP, “I Won’t Deny Who I Am,” is Are’s take on an addict’s conversation with God, seeking forgiveness on one hand while admitting his flaws, yet recognizing at the same time that he’s likely “gonna wreck it again tonight.”
The EP was produced by Kenny Cummings, who has worked as a keyboard player with notables like Elvis Costello, Aretha Franklin, and Patti Labelle; and he programmed synthesizers for Saturday Night Live. On the EP, Kenny played the synth, added some drum programming, mixed, and provided overall music direction.
Are performs all of the guitars and lead vocals, joined for harmonies on two of the songs, by guest vocalist Elaine Caswell. Other guest musicians include Washington bassist Scott Masoner, an old friend of Cummings from his days in Seattle, and New York City drummer Glauco Tamaso, who plays drums on “In Re DJT.”
credits
released June 19, 2020
In Re DJT (Their Liberties Be Damned):
Glauco Tamaso - Drums
Scott Masoner - Bass
Kenny Cummings - Keys
Elaine Caswell - vocal harmonies
John Are - Guitars; male vocals
I'm An Alabamian:
Scott Masoner - Bass
Kenny Cummings - Keys; drum programming
Elaine Caswell - vocal harmonies
John Are - Guitars, male vocals; drum programming
I Won't Deny Who I Am:
Scott Masoner Bass
Kenny Cummings - Keys; drum programming
John Are - Guitars, male vocals; drum programming
Engineers and studios:
Brent McLachlan - Engineer for drum recording at 30 Below Recording Studio, NYC
Patrick Derivaz - Engineer for Elaine Caswell vocals at Pencil Factory Recording Studio, Greenpoint, Brooklyn
Produced and mixed by Kenny Cummings
Mastered by Sarah Register
Licenses:
Laugh tracks on In Re DJT (Their Liberties Be Damned)
Pro Sound Effects, Brooklyn, NY
Album Design:
Keith Brogdon at Thinking Out Loud Design
John Are, former Columbia Records recording artist (Cruel Story of Youth); now recording as The Kaytonsville 8; spent 10 years in New York City writing songs, recording demos, and playing clubs (his home away from home was CBGB's). .
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