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Feet To Stand On

by Forever Fool

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1.
Flare Gun 02:38
And I recall feeling the light burn out. Now I trip and fall, all the way back down. The ground a crueler mistress than anyone I know. And I'm not sure what has brought me here Probably realization of my biggest fears My friends ran out of sympathy and I don't know what to do. So I'll play it in a different key, I'll try to find my sanctuary But the melody it all feels the same, light a flare and let me find the way If I were a chess piece I would be a pawn Too quick to throw myself out in a song. But Oh God damn I'm trying, so please just dance along Just dance along So I'll play it in a different key, I'll try to find my sanctuary But the melody it all feels the same, light a flare and let me find the way I'll play it in a different key, I'll try to find my sanctuary But the melody it all feels the same, light a flare and let me find the way I'll light the way...
2.
So let me know if you need another moment I'm so sorry we've not spoken in so long I've been torn between starting and quitting smoking between breathing without choking and getting along I don't see any good solution either I give up on resolution or comply and I don't know if I'm the type of person you're looking for because that's not who I am, no sir not I. This compromise feels invalidating I don't know what to do. If I had another moment to realize I'm not broken then I wouldn't have to fake it my whole life If I had another moment to realize I'm not broken then I wouldn't have to live an unhappy life In compliance I will cower no this ain't my finest hour I feel overwhelmed with everything yet again yeah I may not be the hero who's been standing in the shadows waiting to save the day for all my friends But I still got feet to stand on I hold my heart inside my hands and I'm gaining self respect every minute that I can "No such thing as wasted moments!" I scream into the sky I'm still here so I will not fear oh my god I'm still alive This compromise feels invalidating I don't know what to do. If I had another moment to realize I'm not broken then I wouldn't have to fake it my whole life If I had another moment to realize I'm not broken then I wouldn't have to live an unhappy life an unhappy life
3.
One time there rode an outlaw to the town of New Orleans, his demeanor down and dirty holster ripping at the seams. He was looking for the sheriff to settle an old score. But after things went south man he's not looking anymore. His name was mourning mann and by the shock inside his voice he was not prepared to fight back but he didn't have a choice he was looking for the sheriff to settle an old score, but after things went south man he's not looking anymore. So live a little Live a little Live a little Tomorrow into yesterday he's going there and back again And all his stops have been delayed the Mourning Mann he missed his aim. And now he's lost in time today and I'm not sure he feels okay. But tomorrow into yesterday he'll make his mischief go away. The sheriff found the outlaw with a bullet in his back. Chuckled to himself man I guess I got the last laugh. Found a bottle opened next to good ol' Mourning Mann, he took to the saloon and played right into the outlaw's hands. The sheriff bragged forever about the nonexistent duel, as he fattened up his words he began to act the fool. He took a drink and tumbled back into his seat. The sheriff, poisoned and forgotten fell into a deep sleep. So live a little Live a little Live a little Tomorrow into yesterday he's going there and back again And all his stops have been delayed the Mourning Mann he missed his aim. And now he's lost in time today and I'm not sure he feels okay. But tomorrow into yesterday he'll make his mischief go away. The sheriff and the outlaw, they were buried side by side. A fitting end to both the way that they had lived their lives. One poisoned by his hubris he died foolish with no friends. One died from his vengeance, he knew it was his end.
4.
I know it may not be the brightest day outside The storm is creeping in and there’s no space to hide But the thing about a rainstorm is that it always ends The sun is just behind us waiting to shine again And all the songs that I can sing If you don’t get better they won’t mean a thing And I’m scared for you, I hope you know. Won’t you pitch the poison, and come back home? I know a day might come when we’ll thank each other. I know a day might come when we both might not be around. But I’d rather not lose you til later I’d like to see you turn this around. And all the songs that I can sing If you don’t get better they won’t mean a thing Well I’m scared for you, I hope you know. Won’t you pitch the poison and come back home? And all the songs that I can sing If you don’t get better they won’t mean a thing And I’m scared for you, I hope you know. Won’t you pitch the poison and come back home?
5.
65 04:08
"Convenience is cowardice," said the old man as he dug his own grave. He was force fed a lie that he believed all his life, kept ignorant and safe. Called the kids foolish for wanting it proven that you could live your life While crawling out the dirt trying not to get hurt, so you can feel alive at 65. And it's not that you're skill-less it's not that you're broken. But your mattress is the floor. And it's not that you're lazy you're just gathering daisies to bring to Death's front door. I'm not so sure I wanna live my whole life, trying to reach the top shelf. Frankly I'm sure if it was such a nice place the people there might try to help assist the ones stuck being down on their luck, "It could all go away!" we cry! But one paycheck to them is worth forty of mine so even an hour is valuable time. And it's not that you're skill-less it's not that you're broken. But your mattress is the floor. And it's not that you're lazy you're just gathering daisies to bring to Death's front door. What to do? And it's not that you're skill-less it's not that you're broken. But your mattress is the floor. And it's not that you're lazy you're just gathering daisies to bring to Death's front door. To bring to death's front door...
6.
Grandpa 02:58
So cast my name in cobblestone, rid my soul of these tired bones, send me off with a song I know, and sing real loud or I won't go. And pray to god if I don't believe, but don't feel bad don't cry for me, raise a glass and cheer me on oh sing to me your favorite song. Kicked my corpse out to the curb. I'm a dead man walking with my rest disturbed. Bought the farm an age ago, but I came back to let you know. You've let your life go down the drain, pick it up or you'll end up the same as me you don't wanna see the awful things you don't wanna believe are real. Like my name in cobblestone, rid my soul of these tired bones, send me off with a song I know, and sing real loud or I won't go. And pray to god if I don't believe, but don't feel bad don't cry for me, raise a glass and cheer me on oh sing to me your favorite song. And don't be afraid it's not too late Tomorrow brings a brand new day... A brand new day... So my name in cobblestone, rid my soul of these tired bones, send me off with a song I know, and sing real loud or I won't go. And pray to god if I don't believe, but don't feel bad don't cry for me, raise a glass and cheer me on oh sing to me your favorite song.
7.
Let me find a way, I'll come back a different day done with dignity again and I'm feeling scatterbrained I'll try to take my meds but they don't really numb the pain and it's a pharmacy of failure but the money's being made. And I don't know what to do... Let me run let me have some fun Let the music flow and let my atoms explode You don't know You don't know You don't know what's inside my head Let melody mistake me for another common illness let reality forsake me I wish life was fucking worth it. Yeah I wish it was cause my hard works hard enough between the pressure of the day and my damn anxiety. And I don't know what to do Let me run let me have some fun Let the music flow and let my atoms explode You don't know You don't know You don't know what's inside my head
8.
Contender 02:44
I miss the moments minding my own tune. It's been a moment since I've harmonized with you and now I'm looking to myself again and it feels like I'm my only friend but I'm my own worst enemy and now it's plain to see I could've been a contender and maybe you'd know my name now I'm just a pretender and maybe it's all the same I miss the moments When I wasn't bothered by the key Now it's broken and I'm locked out of the country and I'm sick of letting others clean up my mess while I'm building up my ego in a monument but I'm an awful person and they just don't know it yet I could've been a contender and maybe you'd know my name now I'm just a pretender and maybe it's all the same I could've been a contender and maybe you'd know my name now I'm just a pretender and maybe it's all the same I could've been a contender and maybe you'd know my name now I'm just a pretender and maybe it's all the same
9.
Hermit 02:32
A month ago I couldn't leave my bed. I tried to cheer myself up with jokes on the internet but I couldn't find my cellphone so I'm stuck in my own head A month ago I couldn't leave my bed A week ago I couldn't leave my room. I had everything I needed but I still felt very blue. And paranoid I petrified myself to my own doom. A week ago I couldn't leave my room. Let me fight oh let me feel, I think I lost my self appeal. Pour my soul right down the sink, I think I've had too much to think I'm stuck at home, all alone, I don't know where to go Let my life be long and hard and I will try to raise the bar. Yesterday I got out of my house. I took a walk outside and the sun was shining down. I didn't quite feel joy but I felt relief that I got out. Yesterday I finally left my house. Yesterday I finally left my house.
10.
Not A Waste 03:29
My heart has been smashed to pieces and I can't leave it I gotta fix it. Though I'm bitter, and I feel rotten I've not forgotten what it feels like to love. And I hope that you recall soon. This talk of me and you has gone to waste. And I hope that you recall soon. This talk of me and you has gone to waste. It's gone to waste My pride is nonexistent and I don't miss it, it was my downfall. But my soul is warm and wholesome, not even folsom can stop me from standin' tall. And I hope that you recall soon. This talk of me and you has gone to waste. And I hope that you recall soon. This talk of me and you has gone to waste. But it's not a waste! And I hope that you recall soon. This talk of me and you has gone to waste. And I hope that you recall soon. This talk of me and you has gone to waste. But it's not a waste

about

Wow. Just... Wow.

More than 2 years of work and this album, Feet To Stand On, is finally finished. It’s been a very up and down two years to say the least. There have been a lot of things, good and bad, that have happened over those two years. I joined another band, Victim or Victor, I got to play the Oakdale Theater, I started my career, COVID hit, I suffered one of the lowest feelings I’ve had in my entire life, but I learned a lot about myself. There has been so much that has changed the past two years and yet this, this at least will bring me a sense of familiarity. Feet To Stand On, hopefully, will give those who choose to listen that same feeling. Because come hell or high water, come the best or come the worst...



The show, the music, and the world must go on.



Of course, the biggest of thank you’s to the following individuals who made this possible.



To start, my wonderful band mates and collaborators:



Marcus Dipollina (electric guitar on ‘Pitch The Poison’ and ‘What’s Inside My Head’).

Marcus, your guitar work on ‘Pitch The Poison’ and ‘What’s Inside My Head’ was perfect. When I first asked you to record some stuff I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised that despite your energetic personality, when it came to studio time you were focused. Thank you for everything you did on this album.



Dan Yapp (all trumpets):

Dan, wow. Avery and I are huge fans of what you did with your trumpet on this album and we were all thoroughly impressed at your musical ability. You were one of the easiest people to work with and while I may not know you personally you have my respect and admiration for your contributions and attitude alone.



Jacob Graham (drums)

As always, Jake, you were incredible to work with. You get better and better every time I hear you play and you’ve always been fantastic. I’ve had the joy of playing music with you since we were in high school and genuinely you’ve been a blessing. To put it into perspective, Jake had never heard a single one of these songs before recording the drums, and proceeded to absolutely crush it every song in very short order. I think a lot of these songs come to life because of your drums man. I really can’t thank you enough, but I’m going to try to, thank you thank you THANK YOU!



Avery Tytla (bass, mandolin, trombone, banjo, horn arrangements, and an AWESOME guitar solo on ‘Pitch The Poison’):

You are one of my greatest friends. Your bass, trombone, mandolin, banjo, guitar playing horn arrangements were second to none. I always pride myself on being a decent songwriter and lyricist, but without help from Avery and their many talents, I don’t think this album would sound nearly as special. I’ve had the privilege of being in a band with Avery and collaborating with them for a few years now and honestly, I couldn’t have picked a better (or more artistically ingenious) person to have played and crafted these songs with. A simple thank you cannot be said enough to truly compensate you for what you’ve done for me on this album (and other works), but for what it’s worth, I hope you know that your friendship in my eyes is priceless.



Noah Feldman (Keyboards, Mixing, Mastering engineer & Producer)

When I brought Noah on board for the album it was initially just to mix a song I was having trouble with, the first single ‘Happy Moments’. Safe to say I was impressed with the work he did. After I had my surgery in June of 2020, I wanted to re record some (almost all) of the vocal tracks, and decided to do it with Noah. This clearly became the best decision I could’ve possibly made as Noah proceeded to make a much better album than I thought possible. For the first year of the production of this album, I thought it was a decent record and just needed a little tweaking, the next year I brought Noah on and he has made such an impact that he honestly deserves to be recognized as the producer. From the bottom of my heart, I know it wasn’t always easy for you, but I am so thankful that you went all in for us.



To my Patreon Supporters:

A huge thank you from the bottom of my heart, you guys went above and beyond in a year that saw live music disappear. thank you for all you did to help.



To the album’s artwork creator, my good friend Ryan Godin:

Thank you for all that you have done in creating a beautiful aesthetic for ‘Feet To Stand On’. You absolutely blew me away with your choice of colors and design. Thank you so much for everything you’ve done not only as an artist but as a friend!



To my friends and family:

Thank you for your continued love and support throughout the years. I’m blessed to have so many wonderful people in my life. Thank you so much for giving me a reason to better myself and get out of bed in the morning. You are all amazing.



To the lyric artwork creator: Faith Coombe

You did a fantastic job in such a short time, I cannot express enough how grateful I am. Not only for the results of your artwork, but your commitment to the project. Thank you.



And last but certainly not least:

Thank you, the listener.

For without you music is just noise. Without you, the scene and community cannot prosper. Without you, there is certainly no Forever Fool. So thank you for everything you do and continue to do by listening, caring, and supporting your scene and community.



There are so many more people to thank, but I think 2+ years is a long enough wait. Thank you for everything you do, and I hope you all enjoy our album, ‘Feet To Stand On’.



Gratefully, and eternally yours,

-Drew Cathcart, singer, guitarist, and songwriter of Forever Fool

credits

released May 10, 2021

Drew Cathcart - guitar/vocals/harmonica
Avery Tytla - bass/trombone/banjo/mandolin/guitar
Jacob Graham - drums
Noah Feldman - keyboards
Dan Yapp - trumpet
Marcus Dipollina - guitar

Album Artwork - Ryan Godin
Lyric Book Art - Faith Coombe

Mixed, Mastered & Produced by Noah Feldman
Horn Arrangements by Avery Tytla
Songs written by Drew Cathcart

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