Hang On To The Good That You Got EP

by Hot Coma

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He was sure he could hear the air seeping from the tires of the antique Dodge Challenger. Through the foam earplugs, beneath the mattress, under the cricket choir, audible even through the intermittent whines and scratches of the dog next door... yes, he was certain he could hear the air hissing from the radials (is that what they were?) like cold white noise filling the car port three floors below. Especially the front passenger side, that wheel definitely had a slow leak, albeit slightly faster than the rest, the ones merely violated by creeping shards of what he imagined was glass, but slow nonetheless. That’s what the garage guy would call it, anyway—a slow leak. The garage. The guy. That tire would need to be patched soon or replaced altogether. Not that soon, not tomorrow soon, but soon enough. Next week maybe? He couldn't risk a blow out, not with all he needed to do, not with M. returning from her assignment on Tuesday, and not with the Hot Coma, as the media had dubbed it, sweeping the streets. Did anyone really buy that crap? Did he really buy that crap? The "god microbe"? The so-called "epiphanic effect"? The sunshields the street scum were now peddling, claiming the triple lens protected you from the heightened gaze of “the risen”? The passenger side hissed again, louder still, he thought. His heart raced at the thought of the phone call, the one he’d need to punch in to arrange the drop off, the repair. Not the phone. Not the questions. Not the anticipation of making the call and answering the questions. Sleep was unlikely now. To calm his mind, he turned his focus to the song he’d been arranging in the background of all this noise, behind the hissing, the chirping, the scratching, the un-switch-off-able-offness of the chatter. There was, after all (all?) some beauty haunting this place. Hang on, he hum-whispered, hang on to the good that you got…

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released October 26, 2010

All songs and sounds conjured by Adam Boose and Robert Cherry

Mixed and mastered by Adam Boose at Cauliflower Audio

Art direction and design by Caspar Newbolt at Version Industries

Micro-film directed and edited by Patrick Miller

Synthesized melodies and pulses on "Blue Luggage" performed by William Broun

Backing vocals on "Hang On To The Good That You Got" by Carla Cherry

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Track Name: Hang On To The Good That You Got
I know I’ve been here before
And I know all the wrong ways to turn
I’ve seen all the detours and exits between us
Only one will take me where I need to go
I need to go

Oh please, don’t let me mess up my new life
I’ve come so far to be with her
Oh please, don’t let me mess up my new life
I’ve worked so hard for the good that I got

As I’m moving forward I keep looking back
The past somehow fueling my future
But it’s finally time to leave it behind
Say goodbye to the lows
Though you never know
You never know

Oh please, don’t let me mess up my new life
I’ve come so far to be with her
Oh please, don’t let me mess up my new life
I’ve worked so hard for the good that I got

Hang on
Hang on to the good that you got
Hang on
Hang on to the good that you got

Love lies down on the drive
The light spills on my face
Inside all the voices of all my good choices
Say I hope you know you’re back again
Back again
Back again
And never left

Oh please, don’t let me mess up my new life
I’ve come so far to be with her
Oh please, don’t let me mess up my new life
I’ve worked so hard for the good that I got

Hang on
Hang on to the good that you got
Hang on
Hang on to the good that you got
Track Name: Worry To Faith
Meet me where worry turns in to faith
And we’ll wait for authorities to come
You fit the description of one who’s gone missing
A stranger who looks just like anyone of us

You can fight it but the feeling won’t shake
You can hide but time only takes
All you have
And all you want
When all you need
Is already gone
It’s already gone

Distant shadows turn in the light
The flash of approaching betrayal
There’s only one answer to give when they ask you
A kiss in an instant to telegraph truth

You can fight it but the feeling won’t shake
You can hide but time only takes
All you have
And all you want
When all you need
Is already gone
It’s already gone

You will not remember so write it now
“Blah, blah, blah, blah something,” he said
Another year older a few moments wiser
It slipped from your eyes
Now there’s nothing left to give

You can fight it but the feeling won’t shake
You can hide but time only takes
All you have
And all you want
When all you need
Is already gone
It’s already gone
Track Name: Blue Luggage
Freezing rain delayed her flight
The planes stacked up over D.C.
She never learned to put things right
She watched the storm rage quietly

And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look at what she never had
Strangers only going nowhere
And everything she has is lost with her luggage somewhere

When she’s finally free she’ll know
It’s lost love that lastly holds us
Feelings put up long ago
Unpacked when touchdown brings it home

And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look at what she never had
Strangers only going nowhere
And everything she has is lost with her luggage somewhere

She finally caught a flight at first light
I watched her plane slip through the clouds
Read her face through the night
And cast this stranger in my song

And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look at what she never had
Strangers only going nowhere
And everything she has is lost with luggage somewhere

And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look back
And she don’t look at what we never had
Strangers only going nowhere
And everything she has is lost with her luggage somewhere
Everything we had
Strangers only going nowhere
And everything she has is lost with her luggage somewhere