Peep

by Leigh Marble

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1.
Maybe it was a rock that fell from the sky Or maybe it was a writer from the New York Times But now you bear the mark Yeah there's a special spark When you enter the room But it's got nothing to do with you Yeah now you've been tagged, now you're it Son, can you tell the folks at home how it feels To be such a hit? And you'll flash your trademarked grin Say "Well I was just born to win" And when you lie awake counting cracks You just keep telling yourself that Now all the king's lawyers and all the king's men They could not put your career back together ever again And it's your final cue when the curtain falls on you And now you can try and put back Every pretty thing they cracked Maybe it was a rock that fell from the sky Or maybe it was a writer from the New York Times But now you bear no mark No there's no special spark When you enter a room But it's got nothing to do with you
2.
Killed instantly the second you stepped out the door It was all in the cards, it was written in the stars And you saw suddenly how it had always been in your face From the word go, equator to pole Run through and through with a dark desperation That you couldn't quite shake, born too early or late And it took the alignment of just the right planets For everything out of joint to sharpen to a point The smell of death, around the corner of every breath The only time there's any peace is when you sleep Woke up shuddering to the memory of arguments And the wind-up mouths, finally run themselves down With the ice on your wings and the fog that a hangover brings What was the last sound before you touched down? The smell of death, around the corner of every breath The only time there's any peace is when you sleep Killed instantly the second you stepped out the door
3.
03:16
Today the sky fronts pale blue which last night yielded stars; I look sidelong at your face and see nothing. Today the sky fronts pale blue which last night yielded stars; I stare sidelong at your face and get nothing. And I think of all the things I would do If I didn't have to do everything perfectly: Like make myself a fool just to catch your eye Throw out the feed for bait but you're too wise. You throw off a stare like a harsh winter glare Til nobody wants to look at you, let alone talk. Today the sky fronts pale blue which last night yielded stars; I stare sidelong at your face and get nothing. That is what you give at the expense of straddling a fence Between the doing and the going of excuse and defense. And I've seen too much evidence in your purse to ignore That you'd take it or leave it behind on the floor. You throw off a stare like a harsh winter glare Til nobody wants to look at you, let alone talk. Today the sky fronts pale blue which last night yielded stars; I look sidelong at your face and see nothing. Today the sky fronts pale blue which last night yielded stars; I stare sidelong at your face and get nothing.
4.
05:04
The smell of rain in this town's church basements The smell of rain in this town's church basements Makes me hopeful that one day you will stop dating fools You always fell a little short Yeah you always fell a little short At finding people who were good for you And I am no exception to the rule And I am no exception to the rule But I'm gonna try to be a friend to you now This is long overdue I saw you first waiting at the bar I saw you first waiting at the bar Your nervous leg drilling holes through the floor When you're wrapped up tight and covered in their spit You feel sick enough now to admit That there's no escape but you could try to commit To something that takes the weight off your chest This is long overdue Around the back of the liquor store Around the back of the liquor store Is the redemption center and I will wait for you there But now the sound of rain in this store's empty gutters Yeah the sound of rain in this store's empty gutters Has got me thinking maybe you have stopped dating fools This is long overdue
5.
05:03
Brightly the chain comes unwound The coils that keep me up off the ground And my orbit drops a step But don't place your bets This ain't the bottom yet I've been trying to lose my taste For the shape of your hips and the look of your face I throw myself at the floor And break my bones But they mend the same as before It's a story like you might read The boy who would rather watch himself bleed Never getting the bandages right After the afternoon fight Just puts it off another night Now all of the altar girls cry At the eulogy delivered from the pulpit high I'll kiss them all in time One by one visit me Now in my sleep Slowly my shirt comes undone And then my shoes, and my belt, and everything under the sun Gives way to the terrible wind That blew in with you when you came back again When you came back again
6.
04:04
Like an addict always knows the way home And that there is only one way home I'm looking for the thing that I know: A hole in this here time and place Just big enough to make my escape I feel stupid and I feel lame Someone lights a cigarette and I fly straight for the flame Every party it's the same I get tangled in their hair Til they let me go find that there's no there there And now the curtain's opening And good luck is all you got So kiss me once at center stage Exit left for the parting shot Exit left for the parting shot So when your mouth is full of tape And your mind is primed for escape Grab your hat and close your cape Step back once and if you find relief Turn and run, take no grief From no one for this One way home that I know Where I know I won't be missed And now the curtain's opening And good luck is all you got So kiss me twice at center stage Exit left for the parting shot Exit left for the parting shot
7.
03:25
You were five years ahead of me And a lifetime apart And I know I'll never ever see Into your heart of darkness There's a blackness over my mind When I realize You and I will never have the time All the conversations, confirmations Validations that I will never receive Or just a simple benediction For a man down on his knees And though I wrap my mind around your art Still I never believe That I was any closer to you Or you to me Like a cowboy you headed west Herding the groupies from town to town But they were blind to your colors They mistook you for a prophet Or a four-letter clown And I can touch, I can possess The mere evidence of your trespass But I can't keep anything I take And picking up everything you drop Has been my worst mistake And though I wrap my mind around your art Still I never believe That I was any closer to you Or you to me
8.
04:56
Not everything you desire is impossible And the focus you bring to this room Is your focus: Immense, intense, you bend space Just to see it your way. You'll gather up clues to fit your case: The way she brings the cup to her face. But all your efforts won't sustain you When you ignore the core that pains you. Driven to distraction, a series of escapes; You learn to read, you learn to drink, To do whatever it takes. I've been to the north pole And i've been to the south pole And it's caffeine and alcohol and no rest In between Now your focus is building up constructs And your constructs into calamities Crashing down around you. It's not so mechanical, The getting inside is not so mechanical. You planned out your evening And the fortune cookie promised adventure Between the sheets. But you'd better keep a lookout, You'd better keep breathing - You know there are just no guarantees. Driven to distraction, a series of escapes; You learn to read, you learn to drink, To do whatever it takes. I've been to the north pole And i've been to the south pole And it's caffeine and alcohol and no rest In between. Not everything you desire is impossible And the focus you bring to this room Is your focus.
9.
04:10
Talking shit behind my back Well soon we'll be turned around And you can sit down in it You're always trying to make my bed But I'm the one who's got to sleep in it You turn our little fun into sin A can of worms in a cookie tin You turn our little fun into trouble And now I'll think double Before I open my mouth around you Not a peep, not a peep, not a piece of this Not a peep, not a peep, not a piece of this So take your smokes and your bitter jokes And your typewriter trash when you leave But not a peep, not a piece, not a piece of me You got a head of bad ideas And you spit them out like dandelion seeds This year I wasn't gonna plant any weeds Yeah I was gonna keep my harvest small For all your danger you needed a protector And for all your romance you're just a collector Who always wants something to keep But you won't hear another peep from me Not a peep, not a peep, not a piece of this Not a peep, not a peep, not a piece of this So take your smokes and your bitter jokes And your typewriter trash when you leave But not a peep, not a piece, not a piece of me
10.
04:48
There's two pairs of glasses on my dashboard One pair's prescription and the other's dark lens And one helps to clear my vision And the other acts in my defense Yeah the dark sunglasses conceal me from crowds Or cast me a shadow when the bar gets loud I only wear prescription when the scene's not sore When I like what I see and I wanna see more So I wonder next time I see you which pair I'll reach for Will I laugh when I see you at the size of it all At the smallness of you that makes the big dominoes fall The tiny little stopper builds up a head of steam And now it's vent or get bent or stay stuck in between Wondering next time I see you which pair I'll reach for Should I stay or should I run Set the blasters for kill or stun Are you a raisin in the sun or a juicy grape Flypaper waiting for a piece of masking tape To call your own Well light travels fast, really really fast I mean really super awful goddamn fast But still everything you see Is just a bit in the past So the faster I drive towards the onrush of light That's travel through time so I could see you tonight While the miles pile up like reasons I might Push on to your house or just pull over to the right And I'm wondering next time I see you which pair I'll reach for Between the fall and the winter's night There's a moment at dusk where the colors are right I'll capture you then and remember you now Cause a faint memory is all my eyes will allow There's two pairs of glasses on my dashboard One pair's prescription and the other's dark lens And one helps to clear my vision While the other acts in my defense So I wonder next time I see you which pair I'll reach for
11.
05:32
From harmless to careless Every caress an airlift Rarely or barely, like charity Not as before The idea flashing: Heaven's just a moment that's passing And you walk on eggshells But you stay cause sex sells The idea of love to you Compromise the best you can do When one bad look can take All the love that a good night could make So headlong and headstrong You go right ahead, dead wrong And you march to the beat of a drum machine Yeah you keep it clean Never a foul for you Call the shots, strike one and two When one more slip will make My whole game forfeit and fake From harmless to careless Every caress an airlift
12.
05:00
Your date is rattling on About the copy machine that puts the aches in her joints And your eyes are already glazed Was there an easier way to score some points At the office? You're sitting in the middle like Switzerland Like a giant porcupine And you've covered all your fronts But you don't see what's creeping up behind Is this the last chance, your last chance, Is this your last chance to get out for good? So tell me who's idea was it to have me here Some distraction for your eyes and ears But if you're not careful you might learn something Or you might learn nothing at all Cause no one wants to hear panic When they just came here for a few drinks And no one really cares What that kid in the corner thinks Is this your last chance, your last chance, Is this your last chance to get out for good? So when you leave here tonight Maybe it'll be with her, for better or for worse And you can take these words from me You could take them to be A blessing for you or a curse And tomorrow well you might find That you don't even know your own bed Cause through the cracks in the conversation You caught a bit of what that kid in the corner said Is this your last chance, is this your last chance, Is this your last chance to get out for good? To get out for good?

about

Leigh's debut album!

-- QUOTES --

“A folk-and-run firebrand.” - Willamette Week

“Shimmers with compelling acoustic riffs.” - Harp Magazine

“Every song has a massive hook...Peep is an idiosyncratic delight.” - Comes With a Smile

“In a world where singer/songwriter types are a dime a dozen, this talented chap stands out from the crowd.” - Big Takeover

Read more press for "Peep":
www.leighmarble.com/press.html

-- ABOUT --

Peep, Marble's long-awaited solo debut CD, reveals a talented young artist grounded in the naked truth of American folk, while pushing the envelope out defiantly in all directions. Songs born of critical thought are buoyed by memorable melodies, then pushed out to sea amongst clouds of subtle fuzz. At turns a gentle crooner and floor-stomping rocker, it's like Beck calling a square dance to a crate of Clash records. Sure, there's the authentic sneer to put the vitriol in your veins, but there's also moments when the pretty polish outshines the dirt.

Peep was forged at Leigh's subterranean sonic workshop, Fishboy Studios. After months of solo production, Jeff Stuart Saltzman (Sleater-Kinney, The Standard) stepped in to mix the album, which was then passed to John Fischbach (Stevie Wonder, Circle Jerks) for mastering. From the stark, folk reveille of the opening "A Rock From the Sky," to the sensuous groove of the closer "Last Chance," Peep spans an impressive emotional gamut.

credits

released November 9, 2004

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-- CREDITS --

Leigh Marble: vocals, guitars, bass, keyboards, percussion, accordion, saxophone, programming, drums on 2 & 11

Scott Garvey: drumkit

Justin Durrie: double bass on 10

Mike Murphy: double bass on 11

Jeff Stuart Saltzman: tambourine on 4

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produced & recorded by Leigh at Fishboy Studios, Portland OR
mixed by Jeff Stuart Saltzman at Mysterious Beard
mastered by John Fischbach at Piety Street, NOLA

cover photo by Elena Wiesenthal
album design by Brian Lambert

Thanks to Jeff, Elena, the Buttery Crew, Kira, Larry Crane, Jay Horton, Cory & Jim, Natalie Cohen, and Polly.

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