The Wishing Hour

by Lisa Bastoni

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Brett Gregory Lisa's 2nd album (Your First Sweetheart - 2004) has been my favorite of hers for many years, but this album... I am just at a loss for words at how good (and heartbreaking) this is. Please go listen for yourself. Favorite track: Remember Me.
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    Track listing:
    1. In This Town
    2. It's the Staying That Hurts
    3. Wichita
    4. Ink and Needles
    5. Weightless
    6. Shimmies and Shakes
    7. Remember Me
    8. Rabbit Hole
    9. Halfway Out of Michigan
    10. Mary

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1.
In This Town 03:46
Your headlights, they are shining on the sidewalks of suburbia You’ve got cash in your front pocket and a bag on the dash Silver lighter lying on the vinyl seat As you roll yourself a cigarette, I say I’ve never been on this street How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town Well, your hands are reaching for me as the sun is going down How’d you ever learn in this town Down by the river, there’s a place where we can go You can play me Robert Johnson - tell me everything you know I know you’ve got a girlfriend - I know she’s prettier than me This is nothing but a lesson in music history There’s the turnaround There’s the beat There’s a vintage Gibson flat top Right there in your backseat How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town Well, your hands are reaching for me as the sun is going down How’d you ever learn in this town In the morning you can pretend that you don’t know me I will try to remember what you showed me Right now, I’ve got a head that’s full of doubt And you’re driving me home with my dress on inside out How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town How’d you ever learn to play the blues in this town Well, your hands are reaching for me as the sun is going down How’d you ever learn in this town
2.
I have been gone Too long The gravel drive The sound of wheels Looking out a window I was always waiting You gave me what I needed And it carried me away Goodbye It’s a blessing and a curse To leave is easy It’s the staying that hurts Turn on the lights As I’m walking through Sweet memories In every room The house is dark At the end of the day I don’t know why I ever went away Goodbye It’s a blessing and a curse To leave is easy It’s the staying that hurts The record spins The needle’s in the air You’re on a white bed Pink carnation in your hair The love you gave If I could give it back to you Ten times over That it might carry you Goodbye It’s a blessing and a curse To leave is easy It’s the staying that hurts It’s the staying that hurts
3.
Wichita 03:40
This could be Kansas In the middle of August With the sunflowers and the heat And the yard sale signs And the bathtub Jesus I am looking for redemption on these dusty streets We could go this way; we could go that way It makes no difference now Keep holding on as long as you can With your head in the stars and your hands on the plough My thoughts return To that night in Wichita We had the Nashville Skyline blues The sun came up And we headed home With matching bird tattoos We could go this way; we could go that way It makes no difference now Keep holding on as long as you can With your head in the stars and your hands on the plough We were all broken dreamers singing from town to town ‘Til it was time to settle down It was time to settle down This could be heaven Even without you Though it’s hard to admit sometimes I see morning glories Climbing chain link fences Always reaching for the sky We could go this way; we could go that way It makes no difference now Keep holding on as long as you can With your head in the stars and your hands on the plough
4.
5.
Weightless 03:06
It was a hot summer Sunday You were walking with your brother You were walking in the water Picking up one stone at a time Pick them up, and drop them down Nothing to slow you down You just kick off your shoes And walk on You are weightless, my little brown eyed girl You are weightless in this heavy world You held out your hands You watched the wind in the leaves above you In the meadow by the river In the clouds in the sky I called out your name It didn’t matter that you didn’t answer You were safe as I watched you from the shore You are weightless, my little brown eyed girl You are weightless in this heavy world And if I wasn’t tied to you I think that I might float away Sometimes I want to Sometimes I do All of a sudden Your dreaming was interrupted By a man and a woman And a little white one-eyed dog Who splashed you in the water And you cried out for me I went in to pick you up and we walked home You are weightless, my little brown eyed girl You are weightless in this heavy world You are weightless in this heavy world You are weightless in this heavy world
6.
Those high beams of light Shining in your eyes I would do anything to keep them alive I’m empty as a kite, rusted inside But yes, yes, yes, I go along for the ride We’re gonna find out how much this engine heart can take Before it breaks, before it breaks And if we’re gone too long, remember what’s at stake The morning never comes - it shimmies and shakes Take the long way Refuse the suffer oil Don’t let it get inside your air-cooled mind Or your memory coil And if you break down somewhere along the way Whatever you do, don’t cloudy day We’re gonna find out how much this engine heart can take Before it breaks, before it breaks And if we’re gone too long, remember what’s at stake The morning never comes - it shimmies and shakes
7.
Remember Me 03:33
I want to stay up late I want to wake up early I want to watch the sun rise over the road It’s been a thousand years Since I’ve been anywhere And I think another minute in this house And I’ll explode Remember me, so wild and free Sleeping on the couch of a friend of a friend I want to feel that way again I want to move into a rundown triple-decker Somewhere on the Cambridge-Somerville line Where I can play my songs for free in a coffee shop I’ll have six books to my name and I’ll feel fine Remember me, so wild and free Sleeping on the couch of a friend of a friend I want to feel that way again Hey, Miss Twenty-Two I still remember you Keep on doing what you do Maybe you can keep a tighter hold on what’s true I want to fall in love with a stranger He’s gonna kiss me after the show We’re gonna find someplace to talk and if he’s willing to get lost We’re gonna see how far this thing can go Remember me, so wild and free Sleeping on the couch of a friend of a friend I want to feel that way again
8.
Rabbit Hole 03:43
Last night I heard the humming of the moon behind the trees Felt the warmth of California, riding on the breeze And I thought of you for the first time In what felt like centuries I don’t even have your number now, but even if I did? And though I knew it by heart back when we were kids If I had any feelings left for you I’d keep them hid ‘Cause I moved on and on and on There’ll be no walk down memory lane There’ll be no midnight call for old time’s sake And I’m not slipping down that rabbit hole again Were we singing in the streets somewhere in Spain? Were we laughing in the hotel shower, running out of change If that was really you and me, I don’t know I couldn’t say, and don’t you think that’s strange? And the last time at the airport, you had your dark sunglasses on I flew home to my mother’s house and I wrote you a song And then I picked myself up, caught a bus back to Boston And I moved on and on and on There’ll be no walk down memory lane There’ll be no midnight call for old time’s sake And I’m not slipping down that rabbit hole again And if by chance you cross my mind, it’s only by mistake It’s like that old jean jacket that you lost in the lake We couldn’t see it at the bottom; we might assume that it’s still there Either way I’m sure by now you’ve got yourself a new coat to wear But, oh, how I loved you with an unprotected heart And how you blew it wide open when you busted it apart That was the best thing that you did - I can see that now All I know is: I moved on, although I don’t remember how There’ll be no walk down memory lane There’ll be no midnight call for old time’s sake And I’m not slipping down that rabbit hole again
9.
Lie down let me tell you a story Let me cover you and keep you safe and small Can’t you see those dark clouds gathering? Can’t you hear it on the TV down the hall? Oh, if we could be halfway out of Michigan Like blackbirds in the snow Oh, if we could be halfway out of Michigan For some reason, I can’t let it go Today I saw my kitchen floor was dirty And I went to fill my bucket from the sink My little boy, standing right beside me Reaching up and asking for a drink Oh, if we could be halfway out of Michigan Like blackbirds in the snow Oh, if we could be halfway out of Michigan For some reason, I can’t let it go Isn’t that the way, isn’t that the way Isn’t that the way Why do I feel so helpless Why do I feel so unworthy of this love There is poison in the water in Michigan And they’re telling me it’s clean enough Oh, if we could be halfway out of Michigan Like blackbirds in the snow Oh, if we could be halfway out of Michigan For some reason, I can’t let it go I can’t let it go
10.
Mary 04:07
Once upon a time, I was the new girl And Mary let me borrow all her clothes Introduced me to Meat Loaf’s daughter, Violent Femmes And she brought me to shows Mary and I, we used to climb To the roof in the middle of the night We drank lemonade and vodka Stolen from her dad’s shelf Mary, you made everything all right Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way Mary loved the beaches down in Ockracoke She always talked about going back Mary’s dad, he had a temper You never knew his angle of attack So Mary, let’s keep quiet, let’s keep still Let’s take a white sand dollar from your windowsill Break it open and you will find five little white doves hiding inside Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way And it’s one for the gentle, two for the kind Three for the peace someday you’ll find Four for the pain and five – just for staying alive Mary left at first light With her backpack, and her hair still wet And that man, he never laid a finger on me But there was always the threat He was always yelling, blocking my door But in that little yellow house I learned to play guitar Mary was my sister; she was my friend I’m almost glad I never saw her again Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way Someday you’ll fly, and no one’s gonna get in your way

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"Lisa Bastoni returns after 10 years to wow us with this amazing self-written vocal masterpiece...After taking an extended break to have a family, she is back with this amazing record, due to be released early in 2017. ‘’The Wishing Hour’’ is a fantastic record, user-friendly enough to be accessible to the layman but with a variety of textures to pick apart on every listen. I highly recommend it. 9/10 stars." -Americana-UK

"Ten cracking tracks...the songs are Americana of the highest order, think along the lines of Gretchen Peters or Patty Griffin, with high quality musos to match. (4/5)" -Maverick UK -

Following a ten year break from music, a career change, and two children, Lisa Bastoni has returned with The Wishing Hour (2017). The album debuted as #1 most played on Boston's WUMB. An award-winning songwriter, Lisa has opened for artists such as Lori McKenna, The Low Anthem, Regina Spektor and Arlo Guthrie. "Americana of the highest order...along the lines of Gretchen Peters or Patty Griffin" (Maverick-UK).

more info & tour dates: www.lisabastoni.com

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released January 27, 2017

(P) (c) 2017 All songs by Lisa Bastoni (BMI), except "Wichita," "Remember Me," "Halfway out of Michigan" and "Mary" by Lisa Bastoni and Felix McTeigue (ASCAP). "Shimmies and Shakes" by Lisa Bastoni and Christopher Boucher. "Ink and Needles" by Diane Cluck (BMI).

Produced by Felix McTeigue and Drew Guido.
Mixed by Drew Guido.
Mastered by Tom Hutten/Bionic Mastering.
Album artwork by Sarah Gay-O'Neill.
Photography by Caroline Alden.

Musicians:
Lisa Bastoni - guitar, vocals
Josh Kantor - bass, organ, piano, accordion
Drew Guido - drums, bass, guitar
Chris Masterson - guitar, vocals
Eleanor Whitmore - violin, vocals
John J. O'Reilly, Jr. - drums
Kelly Hogan - vocals
Ellie Buckland - violin
Naomi Sommers - vocals
Jason Szkutek - guitar
Jeff Butcher - guitar
Bill Hewett - bass

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Lisa Bastoni Northampton, Massachusetts

Lisa Bastoni is a 2019 and 2020 Boston Music Award nominee (Folk) , and winner of the 2019 Kerrville New Folk Contest. "Americana of the highest order...along the lines of Gretchen Peters or Patty Griffin." (Maverick-UK). She lives in Northampton, MA.

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