Anyway You Love, We Know How You Feel

July 29, 2016

Anyway You Love, We Know How You Feel
Narcissus Soaking Wet

Sour Flowers Grow Ripe & Pink
Red Receives The Day To Nod Our Pollen Sleep
Thunder Born In Lighting Days
Natural Magic Mystic Ways
The Porous Stone Withstands The Waves
Let's Get Inside

Narcissus Soaking Wet Lost But Doesn't Know It Yet
He Has Failed To See His True Reality
Now He Will Remain A Ghost
Chained To What He Loves Most
Cast Away Under Pale Skies, Let's Get Inside
Hey Baby Your Temple Or Mine

Untethered, Unbound
State Of Grace Sold By The Pound
If It Falls Let It Crumble To The Ground
Burn The Commune Down

How Soon We Forget The Time That We've Spent
It Comes At Great Expense, Expectations & Risk
Kiss The Dice & Let Them Roll
All Our Stories Have Been Told
One Million Times, One Million Ways It's All The Same
Hey Baby You Know There Ain't No Shame

Untethered, Unbound
State Of Grace Sold By The Pound
If It Falls Let It Crumble To The Ground
Burn The Commune Down
Burn The Commune Down

If There's Something You Don't Know
You Better Ask Somebody
If There's Something That You Need
You Better Look Around
If It's Love That Your After You Better Listen
If You Lived Here You'd Be Home By Now
You Say You Gonna Get Your Mess Together
Set Straight What You Tangled Up
And If You Think That's Going To Be Easy
All I Have To Say Is You Shit Out Of Luck
I Mean Look All These Pieces You Got To Pick Up

Untethered, Unbound
State Of Grace Sold By The Pound
If It Falls Let It Crumble To The Ground
Burn The Commune Down
Untethered, Unbound
State Of Grace Sold By The Pound
If It Falls Let It Crumble To The Ground
Burn The Commune Down

Forever As The Moon

Fine Sir John Got Far Beyond
And Laid Low One Wet September
It Was Then He Wrote
The Curse Of Her Pearls
For Which He Is Now Remembered
But Of Course It All Came To An End
By Early Next December
When Fine Sir John With All Reason Gone Faded Into His Winter

And The Wind Did Howl, And The Trees Did Bow
The Wolves All Cried On The Day He Died

I Survived Their Sugar Cures And I Dined With Snow Eating Sinners
So Much Weather Has Come & Gone As The Swine Roll In The Embers
Give My Regards To The Captain Of The Guards Who Has Lost His Saber
While In The Back Room The Boys Have It Large
While His Mistress She Sets The Table

And The Wine Will Spill And The Moon Will Shine
The Dream Is Gone And It's About Time

Has It Always Been This Way
So Much Sorrow So Much Pain
From This Day Nothing Will Be The Same
Watch The Starboard Child
Walk Your Plank & Sink Away, Away

Anyway You Love We Know How You Feel

Let's Open The Door To Tomorrow's
Hidden Charms And Gaze In Wonder
Let The Music Play
Let The People Parade In Many Colors
As We Watch The Candle Burn
There Is Nothing We Have Learned
So Please Believe The Thunder
Where Evermore Is A Place Of Lore
And The Messenger He Just Shivers

And The Lights They Dim And The Masks Removed
And The Night Falls In Forever As The Moon

Anyway You Love We Know How You Feel
Anyway You Love We Know How You Feel

Ain't It Hard But Fair

Cats Cradle, Knots Tied
It Ain’t Funny Valentine
So Why You Laughin
Red Poppies, Black Eyes
I’ll Take Yours, You Have Mine
Call It Even
That Snake In The Grass
Is Now Up Your Sleeve
It’s Hard To Believe
That You Were Ever A Beginner
You Said Your Goodbyes
Without Batting An Eye
You Took The Salt
But Left The Flies Buzzing In The Window

Long Time Getting Gone Been Getting Gone So Long
Awake The Sleeper Said And Sing A New Song
Long Time Getting Gone Been Getting Gone So Long
Awake The Sleeper Said And Sing A New Song

In The Lapel Of His Jacket
She Pins A White Flower Of Despair
And Brushing Back
The Dirty Hair From His Eyes
She Says, Baby Ain’t It Hard But Fair
Gonna Have A Good Time When We Get There
Gonna Have A Good Time

Sky Mouthed Lotus Eyed Flash Of Fang
Can Hypnotize Any Old Heathen
Medicine And Man The Language Of Bliss
It’s Hard To Resist
The Lure Of The Golden Apple
Strung Out Angel Dirty Diamond Trip
Whatcha Call That On The Tip Of Your Lip
Is It Salvation
Cold Water & The Free Man
Spellbound Children With Outstretched Hands
Towards Their Masters

Give Us Back Our Eleven Days

Instrumental.

Some Gardens Green

Deep Within Your Eyes
I See What Hides Behind Your Smile
What Happened Out There
To Make You So Scared
As To Chase These Wicked Miles
How Many Have Come And Gone
Another Brother, Another Son, Another Passer By
How Many Ways To Say
The Lies That Find Their Way
Into The Image In Your Mind

It’s Not All It Seems
In Some Gardens Green
Where Black Thorns Are Waiting
To Wound Tender Hands
A Dark Fruit There Ripens
Hung On A Vine
And Who Dare Not Pick It
Will Find Love His True Friend
Let It In, Let’s Begin

Saw You Sitting There
In A Boat On A Chair
Down A River
Smooth And Wide
On The Shore I Stare
With Our People Standing There
As Our Mother Floats On By
And As The River Took Her In
A Storm Did Begin And Blew The Sky Away

I Remember You Walking Thru The Park
A Red Scarf
The Archer Pulls His Bow, Aims For His Mark

This Tapestry We Weave
Black Thread And Bright Strings On A Loom Of Tears And Time
And With The Fire All But Dead
A Cold Lays Around The Bed
As She Whispers It’s All A Lie, It’s All A Lie

Leave My Guitar Alone

Don Quixote Got Nothing On Me
Saddle Up The Windmill I Feel A Breeze
I'm Fully Loaded, You Got Keys
Don't Know About The Next But The First Trip Is Free,
So Get Free, Baby On Me

Night Owl Reasons & A Trifle Snow Blind
Don't Let The Sun Hurt Those Turquoise Eyes
Skin Like The Moon In A Medusa's Wig
Strictly Rockers When She Makes Your Gig,
Makes The Gig, Makes It Big

You Can Feed Me To The Lions, I Don't Care
Take My Weed And My Money And Put It Somewhere
You Can Do What You Want To But Leave My Guitar Alone
Do What You Want To But Leave My Guitar Alone

If The Heater Starts Hiss'n Then You Hit The Door
Old Song & Dance No Less, No More
Baby Your Ceiling Feels Like My Floor
Looks Like A Spider But You Should Hear It Roar , Hear It Roar , Yes It Roars

Out In California Their Throw'n A Bash
Where The Growers Grow Green And They Bury The Cash
Don't Worry Baby How Long It Lasts
You Got Friends Around Sit Back Relax, Relax, I Got Your Back

I Ain't Playing At Just Being Mean
I Don't Want To Cause A Scene
I'm Here To Give You Baby Anything
Besides That Guitar Only Has 5 Strings

The Old Caboose Is Rocking On Down The Line
Dew Drop Inn It Sure Feels Fine
Get It All Done Before The Fog Rolls In
The Sun Shines Back
We'll Do It Again, And Again, Do It Again

Oak Apple Day

Oak Apple Day Chase'n The Blues Away
The Cobblestone Kids Are Back Again Throwing Colors On The Wind
Cosmos & Plough Look Who's Smiling Now
The Lord Of Candles Has Lost His Way
He Can't See In The Light Of Day

Arrive & Enter, Awake & Believe
It's Come'n On Strong But I'm Feeling Fine
Dip A'little Of Your Cake In My Wine
Round Here We Got Nothing But Time
So Won’t You Dream With Me........

Those Low Tide Days
Blues Backing Up The Drain
Made Of Midnights Made Of Mistakes
Don't Forget A Few Lucky Breaks
Stargazer Fool Now What Will You Do
The Turncoats Have All Run Away
Let The Road Ahead Show You The Way

Arrive & Enter, Awake & Believe
It's Come'n On Strong But I'm Feeling Fine
Dip A'little Of Your Cake In My Wine
Round Here We Got Nothing But Time
So Won’t You Dream With Me........

Devil Black Burning Angel Bright
Cassiopeia Won't You Come Out Tonight,
Cross My Palm With Silver, Curse My Heart With Love
Make My Below Become High Above

Oak Apple Day Let Fate's Fiddle Play
Even If It's Out Of Key That Will Be Ok With Me

Arrive & Enter, Awake & Believe
It's Come'n On Strong But I'm Feeling Fine
Dip A'little Of Your Cake In My Wine
Round Here We Got Nothing But Time
So Won’t You Dream With Me........

Relax Your Mind…….

California Hymn

Are You A Suspect, Or Are You Clean
Are You Like Me Kinda In Between
Are You Holding, Are You Without
If You Live The Life There Can’t Be No Doubt
If Someone’s Listen Only Time Will Tell
As We Throw Poems Down The Wishing Well
Let My Children See My Dreams They Are Intertwined With Theirs It Seems

Glory Hallelujah It’s Time To Spread The News
Though My Good Words May Sound Profane To Some
You Sure Don’t Wanna Be Last When That Holy Spirit Gets Past
Round This Circle Like Electricity
Forever Roam, Welcome Back Home

If You Can’t See, I Can’t Show You
If You Can’t Feel, I Guess You’re Lost
If You Can’t Shine, I Can’t Find You
Before You Taste, You Better Know The Cost
If You Don’t Believe, We Still Love You
“To Each His Own” Is What The Drummer Said
Harmony And Heart Beat Rhythm
Let Your Cup Over Flow Again

Glory Hallelujah It’s Time To Spread The News
Though My Good Words May Sound Profane To Some
You Sure Don’t Wanna Be Last When That Holy Spirit Gets Past
Round This Circle Like Electricity
Forever Roam, Welcome Back Home

Where previous Chris Robinson Brotherhood albums have felt like scrappy dust-ups of early R&B with Bakersfield country and organic psychedelia, Anyway You Love has the feel of the 1970s. The CRB was built for Gestalt—for group mind. With drummer Tony Leone newly aboard and bassist Ted Pecchio subbing, that Gestalt is in flux. This transitional lineup is experimenting with a new fusion, both a light funk and a rootsier folk rock. These two modes alternate across the record, woven together by textures and tones that are CRB signatures, and becoming, at times, a sort of psychedelic soul music. The opening track “Narcissus Soaking Wet” feels like a hybrid of Angeleno funk with the Sausalito style (Stevie Wonder at The Record Plant), while keyboardist Adam MacDougall employs a Worrell-inspired Parliafunkadelickery. Yet “Forever As the Moon” opens with piano and acoustic guitar. It’s an epic poem, Robinson’s imagery and phrasing foreboding, the backing vocals cataclysmic. We also taste the electro-prog that Robinson has suggested would be this band’s evolution: On “Give Us Back Our Eleven Days,” Neal Casal’s guitar leads squeal over Leone’s complex drumline and a simple, dark progression of guitar and bass, while Robinson’s soul shoutings wash in as background noise. Then, “California Hymn” is a cross-country nod to The Band, MacDougall’s clavinet a wink at Richard Manuel. It’s also a circling back to The Black Crowes’ Before The Frost…Until the Freeze—perhaps with Robinson remembering what he’d been up to before that rig came tumbling into this one.

– Richard B. Simon Relix

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