The Old Man

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 4:38
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/22-TheOldMan.mp3]
1989
Lyrics
There’s an old man sitting down on the bench
For fifty years he made a living with a monkey wrench
He shakes his head as three young girls pass by
Their sexy legs just make him wonder why
They weren’t around here fifty years ago
He could have made one of them his wife, for all he knows
But instead he’s stuck with the same old bat at home
She never gave him pleasure, just grey hair on his dome

He makes his home in Hazeltown
Where no optimists, only pessimists hang around

When the old man finally gets on home
He sees his wife sittin’ bitchin’ on the telephone
She says; “I don’t like Roy going out at night…
Don’t he know he’s supposed to sit around and wait to die…
Well, ain’t it sad but true what has happened to him…
I should have listened to Ma and got married to Tim”

He lives alone in Hazeltown
Where no hoping, praying, and wishing is not aloud

When the old man finally packs his bags
And leaves his wife behind in here pile of rags
He heads on south, out to find where rainbows grow
And maybe there he can star in his old Vaudeville show
He felt so free walking slowly in the calm, fresh air
He felt as though the warm sunlight could restore his grey hair
He said; “I should have done this years ago”

No Longer lives in Hazeltown
And no longer does he keep his watch un-wound

Composition © 1989 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on August 6, 1989
Recorded August 1989
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Vocals

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Grade

Analysis: A song about the attitude of my hometown with a quasi-reggae beat. This is one where I flubbed the lyrics on many lines but recovered alright through ad-libbing. The flange effect on the vocals may be a bit much and the drums, which were intended to be centrally showcases, did not mix well in the song.

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Rabbit Food

Bonus Track By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 4:23
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/20-RabbitFood.mp3]
1989
Lyrics
I, I might have known by the smell
That you were back again
You probably dug up your well to be able to lend
I should’ve know by your smile that you had something planned
Another scheme in your pile for more spare change in your can

Hip, chick lady making me sad
Hip, slick lady making me mad
Slick and sly beneathe your friendly smile
Hip, chick lady taking all my marbles for a while

Yes, I know you tricked me before but I’m much older now
I’ll promptly show you the door, you’ll probably show me your plow
It’s just a game that we played but no longer will do
You’re just out to get laid, I’m just out to get through

Hip, chick lady making me sad
Hip, slick lady making me mad
Slick and sly beneathe your friendly smile
Hip, chick lady taking all my marbles for a while

I might have known by the smell that you were back again

Moldy Jody cramming it hard
Boldly folding until her every inch is badly scarred
Slick baby, holding me back
Hip, chick lady putting fingerprints upon my stack

I should have know by your smile that you had something planned

Composition © 1989 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on July 17, 1989
Recorded July 1989
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
12-string Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Vocals

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Grade

Analysis: A moody song, rich with effects over a calmly strummed 12-string acoustic, the song suffers slightly from sound and tape issues as well as the ending guitar lead, which starts out strong but seems to run flat in the middle. Still, a good example of some of the experimental sounds of the summer of ’89.

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Used To Be

Track 37  On  The Evolution of Noise  By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 4:11
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/68-UsedToBe.mp3]
1995
Lyrics
Train shakin’ down my door, even louder than it was before
The pain is an imagined thing
But things don’t seem the way they used to be

Was it cruel? Yes, they choose to let it go
Injustice reigns, it’s still the same

Flying spaceships in the Autumn skies
Stray, glass whistles in the moon denied
I’ve seen the shadows walk across the stream
They fall just short of the golden dream

Fiction, fact, white and black, the difference minor
And so it goes, but I should know

Hard plays, loose pays
Figuring, what the hell, you only live once
He waits in the shadows, she continues to make up more lies
His hair is thining, his eyes gray
While here self-destruction goes on and on
He offers her the comfort she needs, but what she needs she denies

The train makes its schedule on time
And life continues on its normal bind
It’s written off as a passing thing
But things don’t seem the way they used to be

Was it cruel? Yes, they choose to let it go
Injustice reigns, end result the same
Within the rain there is only pain

Composition © 1991, 1995 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on May 6, 1995
Recorded August 1991 / May 1995
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar, Keyboards, Drums, Vocals

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Analysis: A rare song in the collection, in that it was built from an older recording of a defunct song called “Imaginary Flying Lizard Wings”, written and recorded in 1991. In the Spring of ’95, new lyrics (except for the bridge), vocals, bass, and keys were added to the base recording of acoustic guitar and drums to form “Used To Be”, a more advanced version of the original concept.

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Run

Track 33  On  The Evolution of Noise  By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 3:31
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/57-Run.mp3]
1992
Lyrics
I came across you just the other day and said “hi”
But you just acted like you’re deaf in the ears and passed by
It’s me. not you, who should be the one who is made
Won’t take the blame for what you’ve done
It’s too bad, I don’t care anymore

Everytime you have a problem you run
You finally found out that life is not always fun
It’s hard, sometimes happiness ain’t the only thing in the cards
But when things just aren’t going your way
You can’t pick up and run away
You’ve got to step up to the challenge of everyday

I came across you on a fair, warm night in the street
You looked much better, alright and back on your feet
But then the rain started pouring down and you ran
You probably ran to a warm and dry desert land
I don’t care anymore

Everytime you have a problem you run
You finally found out that life is not always fun
It’s hard, sometimes happiness ain’t the only thing in the cards
But when things just aren’t going your way
You can’t pick up and run away
you’ve got to step up to the challenge of everyday

Everytime you have a problem you run
I don’t care anymore

Composition © 1992, 1993, 2003 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on January 6, 1992
Recorded January 1992 / November 1993
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Electric Guitars, Keyboards, Bass Guitar, Drums, Vocals

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Grade

Analysis: A cool pop/rock song with a nice guitar riff, this song harkens back to a forgotten past of Wahray and Soul, as sort of a guitar-driven island in a sea of piano and synths. There’s even a brief “middle section” where just about everything was improvised before returning to the well structured main theme. A new synth backing track was added in 1993 as well as new lyrics written but never used.

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Everything I Forgot

Track 32  On  The Evolution of Noise  By  Wahray and Soul

Written by Ric Albano Song Length: 4:19
Listen to the Song:
[audio:WAS/56-EverythingIForgot.mp3]
1991
Lyrics
I used to believe in sentiment but that just hurt my mind
So now the things I think of are of futuristic kind
I used to believe magic places where no true time exists
But all those childhood fantasies are things I’ll truly miss

Can you imagine a simple place where noone knows your name?
Your face, your color, your size, your age,
Play no importance in gain
And do you believe in the magic thing that makes the world go ’round?
If it’s not of the materialistic state, I hope someday it’s found

Someone should’ve listened long ago to that crackpot fool on the hill
He told us this would happen if we didn’t practice goodwill faster
Now it is not that I have a grudge with time
But time is a lethal thing
It crawls up from behind and it consumes peasants and kings

Can you remember a special time when men were really men?
And noone worried about how they looked or when they’d eat again
My motto now is “live while you can, make the best of what you’ve got”
In order to move on, I must stop and remember everything I forgot

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, na, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, na, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, na, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, na, nah

Composition © 1991, 1993 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Song Info
Produced & Engineered by Ric Albano
Composed on December 26, 1991
Recorded December 1991 / November 1993
at Rathole Studios, Hazleton, PA
Mixed in 2003 & Mastered in 2011
at Cygnus Wave Studios

Performers
Ric Albano
Harpsichord, Keyboards, Bass Guitar, Drums, Vocals

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Grade

Analysis: This was at the time, and remains to this day, one of the finest Wahray and Soul songs ever recorded. It strikes a perfect balance between the past and future of the project with the dusting off of the old harpsichord for the main riff and the new synth for the overtones. The title also plays into this “retro” feel, while the drum sound is probably the best I ever captured on tape.

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