Our 2015 Album THE BIG REVEAL - minus the bonus track! You'll have to purchase the album for that, which you can do at http://music.hot-breakfast.com. Or iTunes, Amazon, all places like that there.

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The Big Reveal

jilland matt

Sometimes it's nice to be reminded that you're not alone. :)  We're offering this song as a free download until March 6, 2015 as a thank you to our friends, fans, and supporters for going our way. <3 

With the song "Going Your Way," we have a rare, "non-dorky" song from HOT BREAKFAST!, Delaware's premier acoustic dork-rock power duo, Recorded at Studio 825; arranged by Jill Knapp; produced by Ritchie Rubini.

As with all Hot Breakfast! recordings, there is absolutely NO auto-tune or pitch correction of any kind on this track; what you hear is what we sang. 100% MELODYNE FREE, ALWAYS.

Jill Knapp: Lead vocals, 19 tracks of backing vocals; aux percussion.
Matt Casarino: Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, classical guitar
Ritchie Rubini: Drums
Ray Gagliardino: Bass
Csilla Lakatos: Cello

LYRICS:
Going Your Way (Matt Casarino)
(c) 2014 Suburban Legends Music

Now and then you're the jester in the lion's den
Held and chained, kept alive to keep them entertained
Even if they grant you pardon
They keep a piece of you behind
But when they close you down
You will find I'm open all the time

I will stand below you when you fall
I will get behind you when you stall
Oooh - And when it's time to walk away
I'm going your way

Now and then you realize you missed the ball again
It's just your fate to get the invitation one day late
Then they tell you you should smile
Like that will turn your clouds to gold
I have some words to tell 'em
Better yet, let's leave 'em in the cold

I'm not gonna tell you what to do
I'm happy to be miserable with you
Oooh - that's what I call a good day
I'm going your way

Sometimes you fight sometimes you flee
Try as you might you're stuck with me

But if you never had a bad day
You'd never know how good it feels
When everything goes right
When all your open wounds have healed

I will stand below you when you fall
I will get behind you when you stall

Oooh You know it's gonna be okay
I'm going your way
I'm going your way


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Going Your Way

You wanna see a new movie, and there are literally thousands of options at your Netflixxy fingertips! So what do you do? You watch one of the five movies you've had memorized since you were a kid.

We feel you. So we wrote a song about it, and set it to some really fun, upbeat retro new-wave (think Blondie and The Cars). Enjoy!  (Lyrics are below.)

NOTE: 100% NO AUTOTUNE/MELODYNE/PITCH CORRECTION EVER. We never, ever use any type of auto-tune or even minor pitch corrections or filters. What you hear is what we sang/played, always. We're humans. 

LYRICS:
You put your headphones on
Ready for something new 
Time to expand your horizons
You’re tired of tried and true
You got your indie essentials, got your top ten feed
Got your alt rock mag to tell you what you need
But when it’s time to choose you just retreat
Into the same five records again

Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How will I know where I should get my fun tonight
Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How am I gonna get my nothing done, all right

You sit in front of your screen
You gotta find that show
Cause everyone’s a fanboy
And you’re the last to know
But look at all of the sights competing for your eyes
And all the images have got you hypnotized 
Until you snap awake and realize
You watched the same old trash again 

Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How will I know where I should get my fun tonight
Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How am I gonna get my nothing done, all right


Once I used to have my own ideas
Until I crawled into the new frontier
And once I used to have a master plan
It went away with my attention span
So gimme lots of candy that can medicate my brain
Gimme colors gimme pictures keep me entertained

Here comes the weekend
We’re rockin’ out, me and you
On your mark, get ready
Now tell me what you wanna do 

Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How will I know where I should get my fun
Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How am I gonna get my nothing done, all right

Too many choices and I can’t pick one
How will I know where I should get my fun tonight
Too many choices and I can’t pick one
What will I do now that my song is done


Jill Knapp: Vocals, keyboards
Matt Casarino: Guitars, vocals, keyboards
Ray Gagliardino: bass
Ritchie Rubini: drums, keyboards

Produced by Ritchie Rubini
Engineered by Ray Gagliardino at Studio 825
Mastered by Eamon Loftus







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Too Many Choices

Here's a song for everyone who cannot just go out and relax at a party unless they can assure themselves all partygoers are responsible adults who have figured out their transportation needs for the evening. (Jill.) Of course, there's always that one person. And that person...is Larry. 

NOTE: 100% NO AUTOTUNE/MELODYNE/PITCH CORRECTION EVER. We never, ever use any type of auto-tune or even minor pitch corrections or filters. What you hear is what we sang/played, always. We're humans.

LYRICS
Thanks for inviting me, it’s sure nice to get out
I know I tend to hide, but deep inside I’m a social gadabout
This party’s happening, and I owe it all to you
But just when I start to chill I feel the spill of lager on my shoe
It’s Larry, what fun - he’s already wasted and the night has just begun

Oh, no - It happens every time	
I turn from partygoer into grumpy chaperone
Oh, no - I’m pouring out my wine 
Cause someone’s got to drive Larry home

I hear you saying “Jill, don’t worry ‘bout him now
He’s not your cross to bear, it isn’t fair, he’ll make it home somehow,“
But I can’t celebrate, watching him progress
Besides you realize that he resides a mile from my address
Oh Larry, all right - I guess you found your babysitter for the night

Oh, no - It happens every time	
I turn from partygoer into grumpy chaperone
Oh, no - I’m pouring out my wine 
Cause someone’s got to drive Larry home

It’s okay, everybody has a role they gotta play
This is my curse, as he goes from bad to worse
I can’t be the wild child, oh no! I gotta be the nurse!

And now it’s getting late, the cool kids have all gone
But of course Larry’s here, he’s pierced his ear, and thrown up 
    on the lawn
I got him in the car, and got some on my blouse
It’s time to say goodbye, see this is why I never leave the house
Don’t worry - I’m not far - tomorrow morning we’ll come back 
    to get his car

Oh, no - It happens every time	
I turn from party-goer into grumpy chaperone
Oh, no - I’m pouring out my wine 
Cause someone’s got to drive Larry home

Oh, no - I’ll never be the one
I can’t just have a good time, no I guess I 
    should have known
Oh, no - so much for having fun
Cause someone’s got to drive Larry home

Jill Knapp: vocals, piano
Matt Casarino: electric guitars, saxophone, 
   keyboards, vocals
Ritchie Rubini: drums & percussion
Ray Gagliardino: bass
Brody Hamilton: handclaps


Someone's Got to Drive Larry Home

A blistering, passionate track inspired by street artist JR and his Inside Out Project, a global art project in which citizens are given cameras to take photos of their fellow denizens. The photos are developed and turned into large posters, which are then used to canvas the city. Learn more at http://www.insideoutproject.net/en

LYRICS
We threw paint on the fire, it was such an eerie sight
Till the call went on the wire we were coloring the night
So we scattered away as we dreamed of fleeting fame
Turned around for one last look and watched their water kill the flame
As we closed our mouths and bit our tongues the fumes made way into our lungs
The smoke rose up and cleared our eyes until we finally realized

We’re living in black and white, living in black and white 
Once upon a time I swear you and I declared we’d make it right

So we entered the museum through the velvet-covered chain
Like the largest mausoleum all the bodies well contained
Will we ever hold a candle if we paint outside the frame
Are we artist are we vandal when they cover up our name
And the halls are clean and soil-free but so damn dark that we can’t see

We’re living in black and white, giving in to black and white 
Once upon a time I swear
You and I would dare to shed some light

And if you don’t wanna see me, turn around, turn around
And if you don’t wanna hear me, turn it down, turn it down
And if you don’t wanna know you can take your things and go
But I will not tear it down, no I will not tear it down

We threw paint on the fire we hung faces on the wall
We sang every song we knew into the crowded city hall
But the offering we gave them only made them hate us more
And they screamed out “Who are you to leave your footprints on our floor?”

And as they tore our pictures down and threw the pieces on the ground
The colors spiraled down the drain and everything was just the same
Everything was just the same, everything was just the same

No more living in black and white, giving into black and white
Once upon a time I swear you and I declared we’d make it right
Living in black and white

Jill Knapp: vocals
Matt Casarino: guitars, vocals
Ritchie Rubini: drums, vocals
Ray Gagliardino: bass


Living in Black and White

Here's an upbeat, catchy little number about our favorite activity: staying in the damn bed. A person could get hurt out there!

NOTE: 100% NO AUTOTUNE/MELODYNE/PITCH CORRECTION EVER. We never, ever use any type of auto-tune or even minor pitch corrections or filters. What you hear is what we sang/played, always. We're humans.

Outside there is sunshine and gentle breezes blowin’
And endless possibilities now that morning’s begun
And where the day might take us there’s just no way of knowin’
There’s just no way of knowing what’s to come	
And all we have to do is open up the door
But not before we put our feet on the floor

And get out of the bed where everything is sleepy and warm 
Get out of the bed, where nothing’s gonna bring me harm
And you tell me I’m missing out 
But I don’t have no doubts, you go ahead
I’m staying in bed!

I know what you’re thinking, I’m wasting my potential
I should be out there hyping my accomplishments instead
But if motion always leads you to something consequential
Essentially I’m coming out ahead
And good dreams are only just a pill away
So whaddya say, let’s close the shades on this day

And get back in the bed, my favorite place to run and hide 
Get back in the bed, the only place I’m satisfied
And you think I’ve fallen in a trap
You can Capp me right upside the head
But I’m staying in bed! 

You go outside you get bit by a dog, you get stung by a bee or lost in the fog	
You get hit by a bus or stuck in a cage or get a spike through the head like Phineas Gage
So come on baby don’t you wear no frown, come on baby lay your big head down
Come on baby wanna feel all right, come on baby don’t you see the light

Well turn it off! 

And get back in the bed, I’m following my own advice
Get back in the bed - My lazy dreamy paradise
Go ahead, boost your self-esteem
Tell your running team just what I said
I’m staying in bed, watching Better Off Dead with Murray Head
Tell Uncle Fred I’m staying in bed – yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Jill Knapp: vocals
Matt Casarino: acoustic & electric guitars, piano, keyboards, vocals
Ritchie Rubini: drums & percussion, keyboards, vocals
Ray Gagliardino: bass
Birds and lawnmowers courtesy of the Limestone Acres neighborhood

Get Back in the Bed

A song that tries to make sense of life by treating it as the set of a movie, or a play - or even a dream sequence. But which is life, and which is the dream? And are we awake? How do we know?

Too many questions. Best to just sing along. 

NOTE: 100% NO AUTOTUNE/MELODYNE/PITCH CORRECTION EVER. We never, ever use any type of auto-tune or even minor pitch corrections or filters. What you hear is what we sang/played, always. We're humans.

DREAM SEQUENCE

In the dark, eager crowds gather and wait down below
They hit their mark thinking they'd rather be part of some other show	
Still they're asking for more
How can they dance when I haven't yet finished the score

Now we enter the scene, here comes the big reveal and	
It was all just a dream, oh but it feels more real than
La, la da da da, la da da da...	

Every line carefully crafted with passion and rage
But every time the actors take over they stray so far from the page
And the story falls apart
Why even try when you can't tell the lie from the art?

Now we enter the scene, here comes the big reveal and	
It was all just a dream, oh but it feels more real than
La, la da da da, la da da da...	

Isn't it strange, everything changes with just a single word	
Motivations double back reality is blurred
Lights fill your eyes and the script is revised and the 
     truth remains concealed 
But this is no dream, I swear, I swear this is real

And the story falls apart
Made up as we go but somehow we still know it by heart

All is quiet on the set, one sound could break the spell and
Here's another vignette, One that I'll never tell and
Now we enter the scene, here comes the big reveal and	
It was all just a dream, oh but it feels more real than
La, la da da da, la da da da...

Jill Knapp: vocals, vocal arrangements, percussion, keyboards
Matt Casarino: acoustic guitar, keyboards, vocals
Angela Sheik: vocals, keyboards, flute, additional arrangements
Ritchie Rubini: drums, percussion, programming, vocals
Ray Gagliardino: bass	


Dream Sequence

HOT BREAKFAST! is Delaware’s premier acoustic dork-rock power duo. Based in Wilmington, Delaware, this well-traveled, entertaining duo features Jill Knapp’s award-winning powerhouse vocals, Matt Casarino’s award-winning songwriting and furious acoustic guitar work, and a rockin’, fun, dorky, often hilarious live show. They’ve won over audiences all across North America with their playful, inclusive, and compelling approach to music, an approach that makes them equally comfortable at huge festivals (SXSW 2014-2016, Flipside 2012, Burning Man 2011, 2018), large punk and rockabilly venues like the Trocadero in Philly and Slim’s in San Francisco (where they’ve shared the stage with The Dead Milkmen), folk clubs, coffeehouses, and intimate house concerts. 

Original tracks from their self-titled EP (2012’s “Hot Breakfast!”) and their full-length albums (2015’s The Big Reveal & 2013’s 39 Summers) continue to enjoy radio play around the world on terrestrial, internet, and even satellite stations – they’ve even had songs featured on Little Steven’s Underground Garage (“Underground”) and the Dr. Demento Show (“Hole in Your Pants”). They’ve got several awards on their shelves (WSTW Homey Awards for Best Live Act (two years in a row!), Best Songwriter, Best Lead Singer (twice!), Best EP, & Best Collaboration (twice!), and they were second runner-up in 2014’s Best of World Cafe Live’s Philly Rising competition, out of hundreds of musicians. Plus, they’ve logged many thousands of tour miles since their official formation in 2010, and they have no plans to stop now. After a Hot Breakfast! show, what is left of your melted face will be smiling. Dork’s honor.