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Sam Shaber: Life, Death & Duran Duran

by Sam Shaber

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Growing up is losing little pieces Chipped away like fragile figurines Losing love to spiteful aneurysms Innocent of the holes beneath my feet And love goes na-na-na-na Love will trip you to fall na-na-na-na Love will strip you of all Minute one, the heart is yet unbroken Taking names, the whole world in your hands Oozing love, industrial optimism Innocent of the devastation planned And love goes na-na-na-na Love will trip you to fall Na-na-na-na Love will strip you of all Heart attack from the loss of lovers gone Take me back to the bliss of minute one Starting over, starting over, starting over, starting over Na-na-na-na Love will trip you to fall Na-na-na-no Love will strip you of all
2.
Eldorado 03:30
Again I'm squinting My demons are back and they're so convincing The world could end if I don't keep up my pace And you're so patient You're always open but never vacant You clear a path so I can feel the space Like a light through the black Like a strong hand on my back Like a cool river flows Like a break against the cold Like the value of gold Eldorado, eldorado, eldorado It's kinda silly How something as big as New York City Can be invisible when you're staring at your feet And it's kinda scary How much you mean and yet how rarely I say I love you when we speak Like a light through the black Like a strong hand on my back Like a cool river flows Like a break against the cold Like the value of gold Eldorado, eldorado And proud in my face to carry a trace of you Your song in my voice And more than a name you have given me a frame on which to Build any house of my choice Like a light through the black Like a strong hand Like a cool river flows Like a break against the cold Like the value of gold Eldorado, eldorado, eldorado
3.
Now you're gone And since then everything is wrong It's just a stupid crying song, stupid song All night long, since you're gone In your eyes Life was a wonderful surprise Now it's a stupid lonely life, stupid life Now that I lost your eyes And sometimes my mind goes back in time To see you smiling in the sunshine But now you're gone And nothing's innocent or young It's just a stupid crying song, this trip we're on It's no fun, since you're gone And sometimes at night I see you smile By my side as though you survived But now you're gone And nothing's innocent or young It's just a stupid crying song, stupid song All night long, since you're gone Growing old is not like anything we're told It's just a stupid shit show, stupid show People go and we grow old
4.
Honey 05:01
Nighttime New Mexico Flooding summer skies I danced to your heartbeat, pressing close to stay dry You called me honey Spoke in lullabyes Now I tip the neck of this sorrow 'til it's pouring out my eyes We shaped the hollows, placed our laughter there And now I try to replicate the tone in everyone With yellow hair Blue dawn in Yellowstone Your breath even at my side To be with you all over again, again I'd drive all night You called me honey Under Sweetwater skies Now I tip the neck of this sorrow 'til it's pouring out my eyes We shaped the hollows, placed our laughter there And now I try to replicate the tone in everyone With yellow - A breakdown in Montana became a picnic spot Alleyways of Laramie beside the railroads lots A view of the Rockies stretching on and on and on and on and on But where's my silver lining now that you are gone New day New Mexico Coffee in the sun Could I have known by that Taos mountain that you would be the one You called me honey You warmed me inside And now I'll tip the neck of this sorrow 'til it's pouring out my eyes
5.
Perfect 06:00
I've been to a druid's den on a New Year's Day And I've done Scotland on a motorbike, so how can you say That I, I'm not perfect for you What do I have to do? And I can be sexy when I breathe into your ear And when I sleep I look just like all those perfumed ads I swear But I, I'm not perfect for you What do I have to do? And on a day off, I've walked across the Brooklyn Bridge Isn't that cool? Just last week, I took the Staten Island Ferry Into a breezy afternoon I even got off, walked the crumbling docks It's quite a view And I could share that with you Ever seen me when I laugh? My eyes, they shine. You'd get to touch me anytime if you were mine And I can sing, I'll be your nightingale Welcoming the sun I'll write you song after song after song, I know you'd love it Wouldn't anyone? But I'm not perfect for you What do I, what do I, what do I have to do? Na na na na, love will trip you to fall Na na na na, love with strip you Now you're gone and since then everything is wrong It's just a stupid crying song The Reflex is a lonely child waiting by the park The Reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark And watching over lucky clover isn't THIS bizarre Every little thing the Reflex does leaves you answered Answered with a question mark What do I have to do?
6.
Mr. Plastic 04:19
See the faces rushing by See the sameness in their eyes See them not seeing me See the pieces of the whole I connect them, make a soul See them all part of me 'Cause I, I will be someone I will be everyone I will be you, I will be me I can be anyone in history 'Cause I'm Mr. Plastic Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah See the faces of history See the grand celebrity See them all inside of me See the muscles' every twitch Hear the voices pitch their pitch See them all becoming me 'Cause I, I will be someone I will be everyone I will be you, I will be me I can be anyone in history I will be you, I will be me I can be anyone in history 'Cause I'm Mr. Plastic Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah

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Music from the critically acclaimed, multimedia, musical storytelling show Sam Shaber: Life, Death & Duran Duran, which earned 5 stars and BBC raves at the 2017 Edinburgh Festival Fringe. U.S. debut at the 2018 Los Angeles Hollywood Fringe Festival.

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released July 7, 2017

All songs written by Samantha Caplane Shaber, BMI, except "Disco Song of Love" written by Samantha Caplane Shaber and Joseph F. Baldizzone, and "Mr. Plastic" written by Samantha Caplane Shaber, Antonio Robert Cortes, and Hallie Leland Leighton.

All songs recorded at Runway Studios, Burbank, CA, James Salter, engineer, except "Mr. Plastic" recorded at 1176 Studios, Queens, NY, John Santos, engineer. Produced by Sam Shaber. Mixed by Fred Archambault. Mastered by Howie Weinberg.

Sam Shaber – vocals and guitars; Tony Cortes – drums on Mr. Plastic; Karl Kessler – bass and viola on Mr. Plastic.

Album design: June Hongkiatkhajorn. Cover photo: Jen Rosenstein. Back photo: Alice Shaber.

(c) 2017 Brown Chair Records. All Rights Reserved. www.samshaber.com

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Sam Shaber Los Angeles, California

Sam Shaber hosts the IVFU podcast , available on Apple Podcasts, Spotify and all podcast apps. www.ivfupodcast.com

Her solo show Sam Shaber: Life, Death & Duran Duran played to sold-out crowds in NYC, Edinburgh and Hollywood.

As a musician, Sam’s toured over 200,000 miles and released 12 albums, solo and with The Happy Problem, The Bashful, and The Good People of Planet Earth.
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