Recorded May 1st 2021 at Schuyllkill Valley Fair Grounds
Jibberjazz Productions event Some Kind of Jam 15
Video recorded and edited by Karl McWherter Photography
Audio recorded by Assorted Studios
Audio mixing by The Watermelon Room Recording Studio
Lyrics & Music written by Madison Gerish

Electric Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Acoustic Guitar & Vocals: Madison Gerish
Banjo: Aaron Mirenzi
Bass: Colin Rappa
Drums: Victor  Sigmund

"Unsung Hero's Song" Lyrics:

Milliners, we're a dying breed,
You can bury us in the factory.
And I'm always having dreams,
Of dying tragically. 
And it's nothing a needle can't fix,
On a sewing machine. 

There's only so many notes to play, and so many words to say,
And then there's something. 
Oh I can't believe, oh I can't believe,
Someone so simple could've fooled me. 
I'm getting caught up in my own head, with your new friends,
I was getting greedy. 
I feel alone, we're all alone, but I'm most alone,
When you're with me.

You were talking while the music played,
Away from me and closer to the stage.
Well I never wanted to dive so deep beneath the surface, so deep beneath the surface,
And you were saying nothing at all. 
Rumors for days, it's just like Lindsey says,
"I'm never going back." 
And you were saying nothing at all. 
I said, "that's how the story ends."
You said, "you're always talking about the end." 
But in the end, if the end, is my only truth,
And if you could take it all in, 
I think you'd sing about it too. 

I was crying at the Maryland House,
Thinking about my grandma's life.
How she died alone, 
Was a good friend and a good wife. 
Oh I wish I could right my wrongs,
And sing an unsung hero's song. 
Get in the car,
And put down the curtains and lights. 

But you were still talking while the music played,
Away from me and closer to the stage.
Well I never wanted to dive so deep beneath the surface, so deep beneath the surface,
And you were saying nothing at all. 
Rumors for days, it's just like Lindsey says,
"I'm never going back." 
And you were saying nothing at all. 
I said, "that's how the story ends."
You said, "you're always talking about the end." 
But in the end, if the end, is my only truth,
And if you could take it all in, 
I think you'd sing about it too.

Unsung Hero's Song @ SKOJ15

Recorded May 1st 2021 at Schuyllkill Valley Fair Grounds
Jibberjazz Productions event Some Kind of Jam 15
Video recorded and edited by Karl McWherter Photography
Audio recorded by Assorted Studios
Audio mixing by The Watermelon Room Recording Studio
"A Dose" lyrics & Music written by Madison Gerish

"A Dose" Lyrics

It’s a hard thing to run out of time;
And it’s harder to walk out on you.
Cause it looks like we got something good,
But I could get it back and we could make this thing better.

We could stay up, oh we will stay up all night;
And let our blood thin out in the lamplight.
And we could breath in the cold;
You could rest your head, on my bones.

It's not exactly TLC, but it’s close enough to DMT;
Close your eyes babe, and take the whole damn thing.

If we fall asleep now I’m sure we’ll never wake;
And it’s hard to say I love you boy, cause you know it’s my heart to break;
And my family tree has a history of dying young and mean,
For now I’m just the lady in white in all your lucid dreams.

We could find out souls through paper and glass;
And I could stay awake while your pain killers pass.
We could slow it down so I could really feel your reign;
Or I could be your colors, or your lover in the shade.

It's not exactly TLC, but it’s close enough to DMT;
Close your eyes babe, and take the whole damn thing.

If we fall asleep now I’m sure we’ll never wake;
And it’s hard to say I love you boy, cause you know it’s my heart to break;
And I'll be more than just a memory; I'm something in between,
For now I’m just the lady in white in all your lucid dreams.

You may not be as important to me as the high I get within,
But you sure come close and I could use a dose of your lips.
And you may not be as important to me as the high I get within,
But you sure come close and I could use a dose of your lips.

It's not exactly TLC, but it’s close enough to DMT;
Close your eyes babe, and take the whole damn thing.

If we fall asleep now I’m sure we’ll never wake;
And it’s hard to say I love you boy, cause you know it’s my heart to break;
And I'll be more than just a memory; I'm something in between,
For now I’m just the lady in white in all your lucid dreams.

CC Rider  > A Dose @ SKOJ15

Air Mattress in Outer Space
Performed 4.8.22 at Cult Classic Brewery (Stevensville, MD)

Written by Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish
Electric Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Harp: Aaron Mirenzi
Drums: Victor Sigmund
Bass: Colin Rappa

Air Mattress in Outer Space @ Cult Classic 4.8.22

Everything Breaks My Heart
Performed 4.8.22 at Cult Classic Brewery (Stevensville, MD)

Written by Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish
Electric Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Harp: Aaron Mirenzi
Drums: Victor Sigmund
Bass: Colin Rappa

LYRICS:

Oh, I’m falling forever
I look at the cat she looks back and says,
“Do you think that it gets any better?”

I said everything takes time everything should take time,
But everything breaks my heart 
Everything takes time, everything should take time,
But everything breaks my heart

Nothing ever changes around here
Nothing ever changes around here
Nothing ever changes

Cold, do you remember what happened last December? 
What kind of person wants to live forever?
If you don’t know that you’re crazy, you’re even more crazy, don’t know shit about, you haven’t seen crazy yet 
It’s a dark dark matter and no bodies talking bout it

Oh, I’m falling forever
Who would want to live forever? 
Everything takes time, everything should take time,
But everything breaks my heart

Everything Breaks My Heart @ Cult Classic 4.8.22

Walk Away as the Door Slams by Lil peep > 
Peoplehoodedness written by Madison Gerish 

Acoustic Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish

Lyrics
All your free loving friends are ignorant and blessed, 
So I guess I'll just grind my teeth
Subcultures can be just like Babylon,
If you're not learning anything 
All these tie dye lies behind my back, 
I'm the iconoclast with the hat dressed in black
I was accepting I was nothing and realized no ones flying this ship,
But it's a long hard fall from the 18th floor in midtown on this side of the bridge
And I'd be lying to myself if I said I wasn't a little afraid to die,
But it's torturous living, it's torture not knowing why

Life is fast and delicate, 
And a person can be strong and feminine,
It's a crime to prescribe the right medicine
And no one knows what happens when we die

But ya said you'd meet me on a north bound train,
So I'm riding the rails again,
With my high tolerance for pain
It's a shame we can't all fake and pretend
We're all just breathing alone staying busy
You'll always see me how I was in the city

Shoulder to shoulder an empathetic voyager leads us in the sacred rites
A fire is blazing and the world is changing, and humans still ain't doing it right
Jam cults the psychedelic demise,
Reason deserves a reprise

Cause life is fast and delicate,
And it's wise to be human and sensitive,
Paid education doesn't measure intelligence,
And no one knows what happens when we die

A band is just a band,
And music can ease life's pain
It's a human-being that's playing and singing,
With a heart-beat, voice and a brain
Everybody's blood is red,
And everybody's blues are blue
We're already lost,
Why be more confused? 

Life is absurd and suffering,
And ignorance is sure of anything
Let me know when you stop breathing,
Cause no one, I said no one knows what happens when we die

Lil Peoplehoodedness @ SKOJ16 4.30.22

Matte Black (Theme Song)
Written by: Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish

Lyrics
If you follow me down every black hole,
I promise we'll end up with nothing to show,
But there'll be dancing and strings,
And an engine that sings,
Runs on self reliance and burning hot coals
I need an existential, influential , free thinking mind,
Who can fly me round the universe for hours at a time,
Who's unsure, but sensitive and knows where he stands,
Accepts that everything dies,
Before you do the dance
A dark matter band
A dark matter band
A dark

A Yankee Schooley mountain man from the hills of the northern sky,
Wondered how he should live his life, and what it means to die
That clergy man said don't you worry your mortal head,
Just like Jesus Christ we'll all rise from the dead

Hallelujah praise the lord! Wouldn't that be nice?  
But the absurd and the darkness never close their eyes. 
And that young mountain man saw through those fearful lies,
And wrote songs about the cosmos and the injustices of life

With a fire in his belly and a hat upon his head,
He called on his intrepid traveling friends
They picked on songs of freedom, wailed on songs of change,
And they sang about the glory of the end

Ashes to ashes, cash to cash,
Bring out the man in black
For the forgotten and the old, 
And all them stories never told
Bring out the man in black

As bold as a Red Wing Black Bird that haunts the meadow land marsh,
Wandered this wild wide country on every cat tail in every bar
Plays for everyone and no one,
With tears rolling down his face
The Garden is starting to look more and more life space
Sometimes he fought like and won,
The oldest of 3 sons,
He lived for the exception and the exception's what he was
But you can't stop time,
And everything dies

Ashes to ashes, cash to cash,
Bring out the man in black
For that ever hovering death,
And so much doesn't make sense so,
Bring out the man in black 

Everyone's a hypocrite,
And god don't give a shit
I'm at my best,
When I'm at my saddest

The dance is uncertain and it's fast,
And nothing's so much more than that,
So bring out...

If you follow me down every black hole,
I promise we'll end up with nothing to show,
But there'll be dancing and strings,
And an engine that sings,
Runs on self reliance and burning hot coals
I need an existential, influential , free thinking mind,
Who can fly me round the universe for hours at a time,
Who's unsure, but sensitive and knows where he stands,
Accepts that everything dies,
Before you do the dance
A dark matter band
A dark matter band
A dark matter band

Matte Black (Theme Song) @ SKOJ16 4.30.22

Train Song
Performed 4.8.22 at Cult Classic Brewery (Stevensville, MD)

Written by Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish
Electric Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Banjo: Aaron Mirenzi
Drums: Victor Sigmund
Bass: Colin Rappa

LYRICS:
On the rails I'm in the wind and I'm fearless
On the hill I'm taking my time
I'm breaking these chains, lord you can't go insane
If you already lost your damn mind

Sing a train song for the traveling gypsy
Sing a train song to buy me some time
15 to life says the court house
Ain't no justice in a courthouse crime

We live in a world where money talks
But my voice is a steam engine from hell
I sold my freedom to the devil
Now I can sing louder than a church bell

People have been caging other people
Since the beginning of human-kind
Why can't we evolve?
Why can't we absolve from putting boxes into boxes every time?

Sing a train song from New York to New Jersey
Sing a train song to buy me some time
15 to life says the court house
Ain't no justice in a courthouse crime

We can't atone for the sings of our fathers
But I can live in the moment for myself
If life after death ain't what you'd expect
Tell the judge that you'd like to help yourself

Train Song @ Cult Classic 4.8.22

Unsung Hero's Song
Performed 4.8.22 at Cult Classic Brewery (Stevensville, MD)

Written by Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish
Electric Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Banjo: Aaron Mirenzi
Drums: Victor Sigmund
Bass: Colin Rappa

LYRICS:
Milliners, we're a dying breed,
You can bury us in the factory.
And I'm always having dreams,
Of dying tragically. 
And it's nothing a needle can't fix,
On a sewing machine. 

There's only so many notes to play, and so many words to say,
And then there's something. 
Oh I can't believe, oh I can't believe,
Someone so simple could've fooled me. 
I'm getting caught up in my own head, with your new friends,
I was getting greedy. 
I feel alone, we're all alone, but I'm most alone,
When you're with me.

You were talking while the music played,
Away from me and closer to the stage.
Well I never wanted to dive so deep beneath the surface, so deep beneath the surface,
And you were saying nothing at all. 
Rumors for days, it's just like Lindsey says,
"I'm never going back." 
And you were saying nothing at all. 
I said, "that's how the story ends."
You said, "you're always talking about the end." 
But in the end, if the end, is my only truth,
And if you could take it all in, 
I think you'd sing about it too. 

I was crying at the Maryland House,
Thinking about my grandma's life.
How she died alone, 
Was a good friend and a good wife. 
Oh I wish I could right my wrongs,
And sing an unsung hero's song. 
Get in the car,
And put down the curtains and lights. 

But you were still talking while the music played,
Away from me and closer to the stage.
Well I never wanted to dive so deep beneath the surface, so deep beneath the surface,
And you were saying nothing at all. 
Rumors for days, it's just like Lindsey says,
"I'm never going back." 
And you were saying nothing at all. 
I said, "that's how the story ends."
You said, "you're always talking about the end." 
But in the end, if the end, is my only truth,
And if you could take it all in, 
I think you'd sing about it too.

Unsung Hero's Song @ Cult Classic 4.8.22

Lyrics and Music Written by: Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar & Vocals: Madison Gerish

18K Reprise

I kissed you on the mouth on stage last night 
While you were gettin' in both of our ways
I’ve never seen something so beautiful, and destructive, and familiar and wild
Since my hat-rackin days 

While New York is behind me 
The feeling remains 
I’m rich and I’m sick 
I’m 18K 

There’s so much that I wanna do and so much to express
Making time to live, when your work is to reflect

The fix never fixes the problems at your feet 
But I can feel it in my veins climbing 96th St. 
Selling dreams at the bodega 
Bitch I’ll see ya later 
Scarecrow at my corner 
Screaming Dottie meet your maker 

It’s high time to address why we’re all so god damn lonely
It’s time to address why we’re all so depressed
I’m fine I’m fine 
Headwear headline 

Howling at the moon
Screaming at the abyss 
Middle finger on the trigger 
And I love the way we kiss 

The philosopher king and the songs that we sing are locked up and always laughing 
The world is mean and fucked but we can’t get enough
Just dying to know what happens 
While your leaders have let you drown
The jester wears the crown 
A clown in a crown is a dance with absurdity 
All these fools with their rules; it takes a lot more to murder me 
When you waltz with a witch you’re circling uncertainty 
If you want the punch-line you’ll be waiting for eternity 

I’ll be writing sad songs til' I’m gone and dead 
Cause the world is always hurtin and so much isn’t said 
Selling dreams at the bodega 
Bitch I’ll see ya later 
Scarecrow at my corner 
Screaming Dottie meet your maker 

The boys are not well
They’re shooting themselves 
And no one knows why they’re sad 
Kill your dope dealer 
And look in the mirror 
Before you reach in your bag

18K Reprise

"Sam Stone"
Written by John Prine
Performed by Madison Gerish

Sam Stone

"Suicidal Catskill Owl"
Written by: Madison Gerish
Electric Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish
Banjo: Aaron Mirenzi
Performed live at No Land Beyond Batlimore, MD

I can't get this suicidal Catskill Owl out of my head
I’ve never seen something so regal and majestic just wanna be dead
Surviving on Adderall and Crushes and feeling like I’m 10 feet tall
I’ve never been so alive and in the pocket and so sure I’m gonna fall

Whiskey in a can
A one woman band
I’m a dark matter cat
With my dogs in a pile
Sir there’s no dancing in the aisle

I can’t get this skeleton man off of my mind 
I’m crying and dying and everyone says, "just give it time"
You can call me Darla Monday; it's rain clouds and open fire
Oh and I'll see you next Tuesday; I hate ya, but you keep me inspired

Whiskey in a can
A one woman band
I’m a dark matter cat
With my dogs in a pile
Sir there’s no dancing in the aisle

Rant
I'm drinking wine out of a whiskey bottle
Cherry Licorice night two? Fuck that Brothers
And I heard that Rick Danko used the facilities here once

Get the vinyl in the van after you I see my favorite band at the barn 
I got my girl behind the wheel; she lives in silver spring and my heart
I got my hand around the neck, violent thoughts are sinking; 
Boots on the ground 
It’s that Catskill mountain air; 
It’s a family affair 
Now I’m screaming at bob Dylan’s house

Sam Stone

Madison Gerish

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