Read On

by Christopher Wilson

Released 2006
Cattle Call Records
Released 2006
Cattle Call Records
A multifaceted indie pop/rock excursion from start to finish laced with ethereal vocals, ambient acoustics and '80s-influenced alternative rock. Also serves as the soundtrack to the Jeff Faulkinbury film "Read On."
  • 04:07 Lyrics Out There Eddy

    Out There Eddy

     

    we come from a city by a river

    the east side of nothing sure

    we're off...we're on

    off to anywhere

    that's our home

     

    somewhere out there Eddy

    it's for you and it's for me

    that's quite a whole lot to leave

     

    I ran back to the Bayou city

    you climbed back to your mountain top

    escaping the slow signs of sinking

    the very notion sent us leaping

    onto that road

     

    these lines are long

    these lines are drawn

    oh how the distance shows

    these lines are long

    these lines are drawn

    oh how the distance grows

    exile is our home

    and mother's on the phone

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

  • 04:13 Lyrics The Loop

    The Loop

     

    like Friday night when the week is out

    feisty and fidgety without a doubt

    it's my perspective...a place to be

    Zoloft and Jesus...I feel so free

     

    stressed out wound up ready to row

    I get on that loop and I go with the flow

     

    not missing much in them clubs on the town

    the dullness shining with little cliques and clowns

    fantastic fashion...plastic people passion

    and I was free...I was just being me

     

    yeah that's why I do it...I just can't get enough

    I'm looping it past the big boots

    too tough...another smoke

    crank the radio

    lay down that lead...I just roll

     

    now lately baby you've been feelin' so bland

    I know you'll like it...you'll understand

    blow off the phonies...you never did fit with them

    meet me by the boots...'bout quarter to ten

     

    we'll stretch shout let it out all night long

    doin' that loop 'til the break of dawn

     

    chit 'n chat about this and that you and me

    right in touch with reality

    there's the phallic chief without his men

    time flies...we've just gone 'round again

     

    yeah that's why I do it...I just can't get enough

    I'm looping it past a paved plateau

    where the big birds land and take off again

    lay down the lead...I just roll

     

    that's why I do it...I just can't get enough

    I'm looping it past a big brick of gold

    but the glow is gone...hey it's almost dawn

    lay down that lead...I just roll

     

    that's why I do it...I just can't get enough

    I'm looping it past the big boots 

    too tough...another smoke

    crank the radio

    lay down that lead...I just roll

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

  • 05:14 Lyrics Read On

    Read On

     

    go on now and tell me the deal

    you should spill it all

    let something heal

    she said "that's my status...suits me just fine

    I'm talkin' about healing...taking my time"

    read on

     

    what do you do while you're waiting

    the major draft of a minor feeling

    he said "that's my status...suits me just fine

    I'm talkin' about reeling...taking my time"

    read on

     

    well you're tossed into and right out of those places

    what you really have is no point of view

    because a prowess for plenty equals abuses

    never mending never ending excuses

    you're the reason for it all

     

    wonderland I'm wandering about this feeling

    it's not your place to try erase the healing

    I said

    way up there the same deceivers

    find your place

    the high and low achievers

    oh read me read me read me...read me

    read me read me read me read me...read me

    read on

     

    so well you're tossed into

    and right out of those places

    what you really have is no point of view

    because a prowess for plenty equals abuses

    never mending never ending excuses

    you're the reason for it all

    read on read on read on read on

    for it all...read on read on read on read on

    for it all...read on read on read on read on

    for it all

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

  • 04:10 Lyrics If Only

    If Only

     

    only is the word

    the only word to say

    set apart something critical

     

    only is the word

    aside all extremes

    come to me unconditional

     

    and only in this world

    a sigh for all routine

    the conditioned become cynical

     

    if only only only

    if only only only

    if only I knew

    if only I do

    only is the word to say

     

    only is the word

    aside all extremes

    love is unconditional

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

     

  • 03:27 Lyrics Diane Drove

    Diane Drove

     

    I'm watching out

    you're gonna get through to me

    a shrinking shot

    straight through the middle of three

    I'm holding out 

    so I don't have to see

    they paint these lines

    you greet the street...yeah

     

    our vices out

    right to the parlor please

    the splattered pack of spooks 'n freaks

    trashing out as your folly feeds

    on oversight...on tricks 'n treats

     

    you've got a half-crocked tank on empty

    but the fact still remains

    in the muck of such luck 

    dodging grass and the massive groves

    Diane drove

    Diane drove

     

    cash-strapped

    tell me something new

    a passive flap for the lack of muse

    well I hesitate

    when I can't compensate

    and life is sure

    surely watch that gauge

     

    spectacular in your saga dear

    extraordinare for another beer

    well I'm holding out

    I just don't want to see

    the painted lines

    hope we never meet

     

    with a cash-strapped tank on empty

    the fact still remains

    in the muck of such luck

    dodging grass and the massive groves

    Diane drove

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved) 

     

  • 04:02 Lyrics Pulling the Wool

    Pulling The Wool

     

    pulling the wool on the fragile

    the meek go down a drain

    poured into promises

    stomped onto those premises

     

    wander into the night light

    close down the windows and shades

    all that debating exceeds relation

    to any sort of confirmation

    enclosure

     

    crammed into this state of surrender

    do I do I do I do I realize

    that one way to do this much better

    the only thing

    somebody was

     

    pulling the wool on the fragile

    pulling so tight on those reins

    making me a statue of status

    raking me my heavy habit

     

    wander into the white light

    come crashing through these panes

    and give to me the charm of life now

    I'll take from you what will suffice now

    composure

     

    pulling the wool

    pulling the wool on the fragile

    somebody was

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

     

  • 04:18 Lyrics Opening the Lotus

    Opening The Lotus

     

    woke up clenching the covers

    it's one more thing

    then another

     

    like a beginning to an end

    you broke into this life

    became my best friend

    something more came uncovered

    light of day I cannot smother

    this whirling wing of fire

    keeping me alive

    alive

     

    sum of us

    sun upon us

    the open sky

    like opening the lotus

    we come alive

    sum of us

    sun upon us

    our open eyes

    like opening the lotus

     

    this is a reunion

    I do believe

    of a union

    that was meant to be

    nothing more to uncover

    light of day shed my covers

    this whirling wing of fire

    keeping me alive

    alive...alive...alive

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

  • 03:07 Lyrics Without Me

    Without Me

     

    and I saw you out on the town

    I grabbed you

    slowed you right down

    whispered baby

    what are you doin' without me

     

    you're wonderful

    the perfect form

    I'm so acid

    I'm so wantin' some more

    it's a tragedy

    it's my curse

    it's a sin

     

    what are you doin'

    what are you doin'

    without me

     

    and I love you in almost every way

    but I can't see you 'cause you never stay

    I think maybe...someday

    what are you doin' without me

     

    what are you doin'

    what are you doin'

    without me

    what are you doin'

    what are you doin'

    without me

    without me

     

    where shall I drive

    where should I be

    what good is that

    down on my knees

    we're so connected yet so far apart

    I loathe rejection and your aching heart 

    without me

    without me

     

    it's not happening

    and it's bringing me down

    I can't see you 'cause you're never around

    I think someday...maybe

    what are you doin' without me

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson and Carl O. Sandin; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP and Carl Sandin. All rights reserved)

     

  • 05:23 Lyrics Facelift

    Facelift

     

    one corridor

    leading towards that plain

    that runs the middle

    that hides the shame

    the stale of the stare

    bringing on the bare

    barely consoled

     

    the express of tone

    marking the beat of mind

    wonder of how many feel the beat

    the beat left behind

    the ones so tepid

    so false

    one true foregoes

     

    that's much too little

    a little too much 

    much too little to say

    the scatter here for shatter there

    a little too much to pay

    one face you see

    one face you make

    one face really

    are you really there

    that face you see

    that face you make 

    is it really...really fair

     

    closer to a fright than a thrill

    not much difference but the distance held

    holding a character

    that is what you call me

    keeps them lugging

    keeps them tugging

    today...hooray

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

     

  • 03:36 Lyrics No Such Thing

    No Such Thing

     

    you take one step right to the center

    you take a step right to the line

    and there you find invisible borders

    permeates the premise

    that's fine

     

    you get right through into the culture

    into the culture you find

    they take and starve

    recedes all need

    so you give and feed 

    that's kind

     

    won't you be firm but be gentle

    won't you condense the two

    where is that neutral nature

    where is that part of you

     

    no such thing

    inbetween

    no such thing

     

    so take one step back to the center

    back to the center you find

    a lonely plate

    eat to the order of the mess 

    that they made of your mind

    so now you say it's not so easy

    breaking down those borders that bind

    when you come out

    smack in the middle

    smack in the middle you sigh

     

    it's either fortune or misfortune

    there is no middle name

    where is that neutral nature

    to bind what's not the same

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

     

     

     

  • 04:54 Lyrics Circle of Palms

    Circle Of Palms

     

    Kealoha's walkin' in a circle of palms

    inside his yoke to carry

    it's just Kealoha in that adventure sphere

    with a destiny to hurry

    he says

    "I'm floodin' this block...I've got to unlock

    I'm a square situated in a circle of talk

    but you know...no I'm not late...no never soon

    open up that door...air out the room"

     

    who's got the nerve to make the check

    who really plays with a...

    who's got the nerve to make the check

    who really plays with a full deck

     

    for one to think about it

    there's two to forget

    and the many more without it

    may we regret

    and this circle was drawn

    enclosing us within

    in a circle of palms

    where the circle...begins

     

    Kealoha's walkin'...the plank descends

    roll over the fires where the fringes depend

    on misfit sublime who lost too much time

    in the rat race haven

     

    oh well...that's misery...my company

    confusing the question

    who is my friend

    all in a time...the matters of time

    fly a fake or ride a pony

    right to the end

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved)

  • 04:46 Lyrics Smoke and Mirrors

    Smoke and Mirrors

     

    and there you were

    all those hair hoppers

    name droppers

    you're so real

    you're so real

     

    as Sybil wields a weapon

    this becomes your lesson

    you're so real

    you're so real

     

    your eyes...they glisten

    from smoke...submission

    a mirror on a wall

    might give you the gall

    to say it once again

    you've lived through it all

     

    be sure to take a picture

    you know the camera doesn't lie

    you're so real

    you're so real

     

    these walls have their ears

    and these ears have their walls

    you're so real

    you're so real

     

    your eyes...they glisten

    from smoke...submission

    a mirror on a wall

    might give you the gall

    say it all again

    you've lived

    you've lived

    you've lived through it all

     

    (Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2006 Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved) 

NOTES
Hailed by Indie-Music.com as "a troubadour from olden times who's just visiting this era," indie folk rocker Christopher Wilson has garnered many positive reviews for his dynamic brand of folk, acoustic rock, and alternative pop-rock songs: "Triumphantly upbeat pop poetry reminiscent of R.E.M.” -Outvoice.net; "Impressive peaceful tunes, an enjoyable sensation." -Skylight Webzine; "Thought-provoking lyrics reinforced by strong, emotional vocals." -Outsmart magazine

Wilson self-released his debut album East Mall Daze in 2001.  A video of the single "How Why & When" went into regular rotation on the Austin Music Network.  In spring 2007, "How Why & When" was featured on the boarding music playlist of the entire Delta Air Lines fleet, and eventually was awarded Semi Finalist placement in the 2011 Song Of The Year songwriting competition. Wilson's second album--Read On--was self-released in 2006. Read On charted in the CMJ Top 30 at six college radio stations in the USA, while receiving airplay at over 300 college and public radio stations throughout the USA, Canada, Mexico, Australia, New Zealand, Italy, Greece, Belarus, Macedonia, and The Netherlands. The ballad, "If Only" was included on the compilation CD for the fifteenth annual Millennium Music Conference.

Wilson's new album--Insular--will be released in 2018, featuring the rock single "Numb", which was awarded Finalist placement in the 2012 Song Of The Year songwriting competition.