Single released February 10. It’s off the album, DobroSinger, due out May 13. The single gently waltzes into Valentine’s Day with sentiments of lovers’ romantic embrace.

She recorded this song late at night in her tiny home studio, all alone. The Beard Deca-Phonic resonator guitar romances with a woody, grounded dobro sound. The lyric, “leave the flowers in the dirt, leave the cork in the wine,” goes against traditional romantic gestures and towards something more meaningful. She says, “I’m releasing this song close to Valentine’s Day to remind people that they don’t need flowers and cards and chocolate to feel romantic. I love thinking of a couple playing the song and swaying barefoot in the kitchen together.”

DobroSinger

05 Three Quarter Time

I wrote the song a few years back at the tail end of a period of personal upheaval. The Lyric endeavors to capture two singular moments in time for the characters of the song as they sit on the roof of an apartment building looking off into the night in which the “lights looked like Paris.” The second happens on a summer night on an island with a view of the mainland as “the fire on the beach kept us warm.” In those moments the narrator does not want to break the spell of their newfound connection. He simply finds comfort in the metaphor that there is nowhere else that he’d rather be as they wait on a brand new day. The music is meant to have the galloping feeling of new love and the excitement of changing times. The whole thing just about wrote itself.

Waiting On A Brand New Day

The character in this song is ruminating on some old habits while remembering when time was spent “beating back the shadows and giving it all up to the moon.” The lyric was written by my friend Jenny Daley after a conversation about creativity and why it matters. It was an offhanded remark: “you should write me something that I’ll turn into a song.” I have long been an admirer how Jenny can walk the thin line between beauty and madness. Hers is a wild spirit that sees magic in in the details and dichotomies as only a Irish poet can. Darkness and light. Sorrow and joy. She does not fear the deep. When she sent me the lyric, I was floored. It was real and we had lived it. For me, the words weren’t trying to be nostalgic or judgmental. It was really just a statement of growth and change. “There are places grace will take you, that the wild night never will.”  Truth. 

In February 2025, I was recording in Woodstock, New York. At the very end of the session, we decided to take a pass at the song. I just wanted to get it down. It’s cut live in the room with my old school chum Dr. John Bongo playing percussion and the great Mark Dann on the bass. It was the first pass. It felt good. Soon after the mysterious Doctor Westchesterson laid his beautiful keyboard parts into the mix. Two Doctors and a Dann. A solid crew. In any endeavor, I suggest that you surround yourself with a team of doctors and bass player. It’s just smart thinking. So here is a song that I hope will come into your life like a contemplative fog and stay with you until the sky clears and the sun breaks on through.

(C)2025 Marc Douglas Berardo, Jenny Daley Overhead Map Music, ASCAP

Don't Live There Anymore

"Berardo has a magical way of bringing you into the story. You don't want the song to end."-Jane Falvey, Host, Kingston Coffeehouse, WRIU-FM.

Don't Live There Anymore

Marc Douglas Berardo

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