Boat Song

Last year we stopped in one morning at Mark Ronson's studio in London to record a song live and have a cup of tea. We dared to record this Otis Redding classic. It ain't broke, and we could never fix it, but it was fun so we did it for fun. For the nerds, I played Mark's electric sitar and this was all analog #dadwave

Sittin On The Dock Of The Bay (Live At Mark Ronson's Studio)

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTKpW7rLPYM

written produced & performed by Olivia Rittenburg
audio engineering by Isaiah Sweetnam

day lilies

written & produced by o. rittenburg
horns: pete cerdan, julia stowell, justin schoeneck

lyrics:
are we doing this again? i hear your thoughts like a wave behind floodgates
my fairweather friend..only here for the nights we can plan on the mistakes 
and honesty till the end, or till you don’t like what you get
then i gotta change on a dime, now it’s raining in town through the night

you’re the drain on the street, seeing me stumble, youre carrying me
out of the party and onto the t, always collecting me
each time we’re apart gets easier for me to heal up my heart
im back in the storm i forget how to start, now im back to the start

i stunted myself from grieving, i know that i deceived you
my demeanor made you believe that i no longer need healing
and when i count my blessings, try to count the day you left me
send my love to reinvent me, spread me thin just to collect me

sippin spillin on the floor, is it you, is it me who im pourin this for?
eye of the storm you’re the one that i want, hurricane then you’re gone
so maybe you can hold me up, can’t lift the bottle so you fill my cup
the more i can’t have you the more i get drunk
and then when i get you i can’t get enough

you’re the drain on the street, seeing me stumble, youre carrying me
could feel your embrace, baby was it a dream? home is upstream
each time we’re apart gets easier for me to heal up my heart
im back in the storm i forget how to start, now im back to the start

i stunted myself from grieving, i know that i deceived you
my demeanor made you believe that i no longer need healing
and when i count my blessings, try to count the day you left me
send my love to reinvent me, spread me thin just to collect me

comin down, pourin out, knew that i’d be around show up knowin i’ll be there
now you hide in my mind, only come out at night, just to hold my hair

sept. 8

Ben Stuart

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