Fresh Kills "Truly"

Demo from the mid-90s. Not sure who produced/recorded this. Probably Kris himself. 

Written and sung by Kris Woolsey: Vocals, guitar
                                 Evon Handras: Guitar, vocals
                                 Joe Rossman: Bass, vocals
                                 Kevin Morris: Drums

Truly -- Fresh Kills

I Was Bigfoot's Loveslave - Wampum

When I See You Tonight

“Cathedral Parkway” was me pouncing on a readymade more than anything else. Just looking up at a street sign one day and thinking, “Wow! Is it really possible that no one has ever used that? How did I not see this before?” From there it wasn’t very hard to plug in the hottest spots from my own emotional guidebook to create a go-go anthem for the blissed-out glory of Morningside life.

This was the original version done at Josh Korda’s loft, possibly the day it was written. I think this was the first song I ever did over there, the scene-to-be of many future crimes. Josh liked to entertain, and the party never ended at his place. But that same inexhaustible good hostmanship served Josh well musically, too. He was always a positive spirit, up for trying anything, and he could wring music out of pretty much any instrument.

I think Josh plays everything but the guitars on this — though it’s entirely possible that that’s Bob DuCharme once again showing off his mad percussion chops. (Perhaps Bob will let us know?) And yes, somehow the tape is slightly speeded up (approximately one step, from C to D), but it’s always been that way, and I’ve gotten so used to it by now that I’m convinced it’s integral to the song’s overall trippiness — rather than a laughable side-effect of extreme retsina consumption.


106th Street
Duke Ellington Boulevard
108th Street, baby
I met you in Cannon’s bar

But 110th Street
Well that’s four lanes all the way
From the skating rink at Central Park North
To the majestic Hudson Bay

The lights are so much brighter
And the air is fresh and clean
The buses hurtle on by ya’
Do you know where I mean?

On Cathedral Parkway
Na na na na na na na na na

Outside the Cathedral
Of Saint John the Divine
We fed the peacocks
Underneath those hanging vines

I wiped my eyes on you
When everything started to blur
You said they weren’t real
But I knew they were

The lights are so much brighter
And the air is fresh and clear
The buses hurtle on by ya’
So come with me my dear

Down Cathedral Parkway
Na na na na na na na na na

Cathedral Parkway

There's a beautiful girl all alone in the chicken shop. 
I don't feel so bad now. 
She's got my bag, she's got my book. But the boys take a second look. 
Well, I wonder if she's got the trouble that I do. 
There are things that she is wistful about; she's got no right. 
No, it won't happen overnight. 

What will I do with all this love? Well, I just got good for it. 
I'm walking around and I come up empty. 
I'm thinking about you, it makes me happy. 
I don't want to wait, no, I don't want to wait another minute in it. 

There's a beautiful boy all alone in the chicken shop, 
and he hears that song again. "I'm fascinated by your love." 
If you want him it won't take much. 
Well, the irony is that he doesn't like dancing, 'cause he keeps something inside. 
But watch him slightly move his hips, as he pays for potato chips. 

What will I do with all this love? Well, I just got good for it. 
I'm walking around and I come up empty. 
I'm thinking about you, it makes me happy. 
I don't want to wait, no, I don't want to wait another minute in it. 

Maybe you can understand now why we get so tired for a reason. 
Every night, we don't want to leave because there's a chance that we might see them. 
Look at all the streets that we wander, compared to the days they are nice and even. 
Either we'll be out there forever or never. 

It's a beautiful night somewhere near Pasadena. Monrovia, I think. 
That's where Melissa met that guy, she was 16, or something like. 
Well, it's not like it's all of our lives, but at the very least, it's the background color. 
She said she fell in love with him. As for me I forgot to wonder when...

What will I do with all this love? Well, I just got good for it. 
I'm walking around and I come up empty. 
I'm thinking about you, it makes me happy. 
I don't want to wait, no, I don't want to wait another minute in it. 
There's a beautiful boy all alone in the the chicken shop.

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