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David Thomas The first album by a very great band, If I do say so as one of the founding members!!! Favorite track: Down to the River.
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1.
05:17
I’m living in a pit of suspicion I’m my own worst enemy Can’t quit - I’m a man on a mission Gotta find the lock that fits the key Well, I can’t believe my senses Or the fences that I built around them So much for their prettiness That they dress up and defend The whole world’s spinning ‘round And nothing’s gonna stop it Ain’t nothing gonna slow it down So, you might as well drop it You got carried away You just got carried away You got carried away You just got carried away Gonna sit right down and multiply Become a pillar of respect Gonna lay right back and testify No, it’s not what you’d expect From a man who’s very credo is change You know I’m cutting to the chase I’m dizzy and I’m half-deranged And I’m moving with the pace The whole world’s spinning ‘round And nothing’s gonna stop it Ain’t nothing gonna slow it down So, you might as well drop it You got carried away You just got carried away You got carried away You just got carried away
2.
04:16
Red light don’t mean a thing To someone who’s just turned around It’s far away - out of reach Or, in the palm of your hand Wondering where to go Just put your finger on a globe Spin it, yeah, too fast to know You’ll just just have to guess Where to make your home You’ll find it’s day, when you start So, come on and guess away Run or swim, fly or drive It doesn’t matter how you got there As long as you - GO!
3.
05:39
I don’t remember a thing about the way it used to be It’s not that I’ve been brain-washed for years It’s just that it doesn’t mean that much to me Shaggy smilers been grubbing for years They sell back-issue nudies to feed And the pressure on me to be somebody’s saviour Tells me I ain’t living for free Try to smile - you’re lying Well hey, thanks for trying Try to smile - you’re lying Well hey, thanks for trying People write letters to dirty D.C. Your letters get back-filed and burned And if you stop trying to care about the streets Well, nothing, nothing gets done Though your windows get smashed and you houses get burned If you don’t like the way your homes are built, you just run And, all it takes is just one cold weather-freeze To over-populate your Florida sun Try to smile - you’re lying Well hey, thanks for trying Try to smile - you’re lying Well hey, thanks for trying And each day you close your little mind I’m blind because I want to believe you And, your pleasures will never come out When you’re grown and stopped growing I’d have known if your a cannon And, I’d have known if you had a shot at all You could’ve made sense of your situation But, you put it to rest, and now you’re gone I’m running over the same old ground And I’m wondering if I’m up or down And, I just want someone to save me... Try to smile - you’re lying Well hey, thanks for trying Try to smile - you’re lying Well hey, thanks for trying And each day you close your little mind I’m blind because I want to believe you And, your pleasures will never come out When you’re grown and stopped growing But, I’m trying...
4.
Everyday fills up with fright Filled so high i need some rights Even my friends who’re on their way Receive their pains in different ways Sometimes you got to ease your head When trouble’s there, you hide in bed Promise yourself you’ll get away Buy some kind and get high for days Used to be so easy to heal with just the sun Like joining hands, we come undone You don’t have to lie, you just gotta choose A sparkle in your eye, or a shot of the blues You find yourself swinging’ from the moon Shed some light, shed some light Speak the truth and you’ll be okay Shed some light, shed some light Pack up your shit and let’s go on a trip We’ll catch the evening L.I.’s rocket ship We’ll find peace with who we know Have all night good times ’til it’s time to go Used to be so easy to heal with just the sun Like joining hands, we come undone You don’t have to lie, you just gotta choose A sparkle in your eye, or a shot of the blues You find yourself swinging’ from the moon Shed some light, shed some light Speak the truth and you’ll be okay Shed some light, shed some light
5.
02:44
Upside your head with a mood swing While sipping a cup of tea too hot to drink Upside your head with a mood swing While sipping a cup of tea too hot to drink You bolt the door when you get home But, the demons that you hide from Are locked inside your head -- Mood swing Mood swing Upside your head with a mood swing While sipping a cup of tea too hot to drink Upside your head with a mood swing While sipping a cup of tea too hot to drink You bolt the door when you get home But, the demons that you hide from Are locked inside your head -- Mood swing Mood swing
6.
Build me a raft, take this old oar Gonna smile at the people waving’ on the shore I’m going’ down to the river, won’t you take my hand You could be my lady, I’ll be your man I’m going’ down to the river Won’t you come down with me? Down to the river, down to the river Down to the river, down to the river Well, I said, “Baby - well now, this day is too hot Trust me now, I think you’ll like this a lot I say, honey, don’t look at me like a fool Just take my hand, you know the water’s so cool You gotta dive right in, and do it again Standing’ out here, Lord knows, you just can’t win I’m going’ down to the river Won’t you come down with me?” Down to the river, down to the river Down to the river, down to the river I heard a place down on past the falls There’s a weeping willow, ain’t weeping at all Well I said, “Come on honey - what do you say? And now we’ll even do some fishin’, Lord, out on the way I’m going’ down to the river, won’t you take my hand? You can be my lady, I’ll be your man I’m goin’ down to the river Won’t you come down with me?” Down to the river, down to the river Down to the river, down to the river
7.
Sammy in red - says it suits her She drinks like a fish and the guys pursue her Every night, same old bar Every night, brand new friend Whoa yeah - Sammy’s in trouble Sammy’s in red Sonny my friend, giving’ warning signs Disses his girl, and he covets mine Smells like childhood neglect He needs my girl, oh he needs respect Whoa yeah - Sonny my friend Gonna take my girl I feel the floor vibrating Oh God, how I love that noise Get thee behind me Satan I never was one of your boys There’s nothing but dust in my pockets All that’s left of my money and toys I’m the interested third party Sonny and Sammy in the corner booth They ran out of money and into the truth Sonny has a small glass pipe Sammy gives her man a light Whoa yeah - Sonny’s a pimp But she loves him I feel the floor vibrating Oh God, how I love that noise Get thee behind me Satan I never was one of your boys There’s nothing but dust in my pockets All that’s left of my money and toys I’m the interested third party
8.
05:12
Last night I dreamed of you Woke up aching once again How long must I suffer? How long on this crooked path? (fall away) I’ll be enslaved to no one I will stand and face the storm (fall away) I’ll vanquish what besieges me I will make you leave my dreams How long, how long, how long On this sea of black floating away? I’ll turn it all to blue -- Why must I take another path away from you? I’ll make you fall away from me I’ll be enslaved to no one (fall away) I will stand and face the storm (fall away) I’ll vanquish what besieges me (fall away) I will make you leave my dreams How long, how long, how long On this sea of black floating away? I’ll turn it all to blue -- Why must I take another path away from you? I’ll make you fall away from me
9.
You keep me runnin’ smooth in the city Not an easy thing to do You keep my head where I want it Usually pulls me through I got a sinkin’ feeling in the city Creepin’ up from behind When you’re not around me I think I’ll lose my mind You carried the flag for the first time Even the words of old King James If these are the things that we hold sacred Why do they keep us in chains? Got nowhere to go in the city Don’t mind if you give me a buzz ‘Cause I’m always willin’ I’ll keep this one just between us When I get the chronic in the city The man’s comin’ down on me Somethin’ to fall back on That’s what makes me free You carried the flag for the first time Even the words of old King James If these are the things that we hold sacred Why do they keep us in chains?
10.
04:12
Maybe there’s an island for you For you, and island where you can go To pace and fret all alone Grind your teeth, and you toss and turn Scream to no one but the waves The waves that wash the past away I’m tired and I wanna lay down I’m ready for my rest All you do is put me down I’ll put it to the test I live on an island I watch the light fade away Oh, an island Where I dive into the waves Washin’ clean the death within Bringin’ light of another day I saw the dark side I hope to live to see another day I’m tired and I wanna lay down I’m ready for my rest All you do is put me down I’ll put it to the test
11.
09:40
When the morning comes, you will become Like a million lost souls, or will you console Your lonely heart, your lonely heart - oh, yeah When the evening falls, will you recall The shining light of days gone by Or, will you fly - down to the sea The sea with me - oh, yeah When we start to run, how will you come Flyin’ across the water Findin’ love that frees the sadness in your mind That makes you blind When the nighttime lies, will you be surprised At the sound of the waves, will you be enslaved Hide your head in your hands Your feet in the sand... When the evening falls, will you recall The shining light of days gone by Or, will you fly Down to the sea with me Down to the sea with me

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Native's long-unavailable first album, is now finally here!!! Featuring a fresh new remaster - Native jams and rocks with the best of them, with a sound that incorporates funk, reggae, soul, pop, folk, and amazing psychedelic guitar work!!!

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released May 26, 2015

Produced by Lou Gimenez & Native

Mat Hutt – Rhythm Guitar & Vocals
Michael Jaimes – Lead Guitar & Vocals
Jon Epstein – Piano, Organ, Vocals
John Wood – Percussion, Vocals
Matthew Lyons – Bass
Dave Thomas – Drums

Special Guest Star: Catherine Russell

Engineer: Lou Gimenez & Dave Neil
Recorded & Mixed @ Interface Studios NYC

Add’l recording: Mercy Street Studios
Engineer: John McGann

Original Release date: May 26, 1994

Remastered by: Jonathan Vergara @ Pancake Studio, Brooklyn February 22, 2015

Album Art: Karl Ottersberg

2015 Layout and Design: Kassandraa Tamanini

Live Sound: Robert Smith, John Fitzwater

Caretaker: Elizabeth Jaimes

Representation: Jonathan Schafrann, Esq. RIP

All songs written by Native except:
Go – Native & Chris Weems
The Sea – Native, Anthony Balsley & Robert Smith

All songs ©1994 Marmfington Farm Music (BMI/ASCAP).
Album ℗2015 Native.
All rights reserved.

In Respectful Memoriam:

Oscar Jaimes (11/24/23 – 11/17/92)

1994 Thanks Went To:
Ann Jaimes, Charles & Suzette, Sam & Moyha, Lenny & Dorothy, Evelyn & Dave, Elsie & Irving, Brother Pete, Frances & Walter Ottersberg, Val & Granny Taylor, Joanne & Andy, John Weems, & LU... & all our families.

Special 1994 Thanks Went To:
The Grasshoppers, The Other Half, Big Whiskey, The Maul Girls, The Jones, The Funky Meters, The Cottonwood Cafe, Everyone @ Interface Studios, Geoff Gould @ Modulus Graphite, Chard Haynes @ Custom Guitars, WJB Studios, Dave Nolan @ WBAI (for all the Live Air)

Extra Special 1994 Thanks Went To:
Catherine Russell, The Fabulous “Laura’s,” Fred Cox, Mike Knights, Chris & Renee, Johnny Grey, Mike L., Victor Irizarry, Greg Simmons, Mike Davidson, Anthony Balsley, Rebecca Lyons, Mike & Rishon, Vanda, Paul Ducharme, Trish, Doctor Dean, Rechavia Berman, Adam & Jed Zion, Eva Buschor, Chris Kornreich, Pete Baumann, Joel Golden, Mick Ryall, Aaron Chisik, Roy Mayorga, & Mr. Yu (for all those crazy cookies!)

2015 Thanks Go To:
Tamara Kachelmeier & the Brooklyn G Train

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