An Awkward Time with The Debutante Hour

by The Debutante Hour

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1.
Doo Wop Girl 02:25
I’m going to outer space on Saturday On Saturday I’ll be in space I'm not sure! (She's not sure.) I’m not sure about when I will get back to earth Ill be sure, I’ll be sure I’ll be sure to make it back to be your doo wop girl Doo wop girl, your doo wop girl I’ll be sure to make it back to be your doo wop girl To sing Doo wop... My heart goes mambo jambo in the Congo In the Congo mambo jambo Came here to get away, get away And all I can do is think about you every day And I’m not sure how long I’ll stay Heart goes mambo jambo in the Congo and it sounds this way And you can get at me by telepathy Telepathy is how you get at me I’m also taking messages cosmically And I’ll hit you back astrologically Astrologically, cosmically Telepathy is how you get at me... Well I’m in town and you’re around (She's around and you're in town.) I’m ready to go, but you’ve changed the show You don’t need me as your doo-wop lady anymore Anymore, anymore You don’t need as your doo-wop lady, any more To sing Doo Wop...
2.
Parking 02:45
Hydrant, too small (too small, too small) Driveway, alley (driveway alley, driveway alley) Too small, too small (too small, too small) Wrong side; I need a Tuesday/Friday Hydrant, walkway If Pennsylvania had moved up. Funeral home, church, bad block—you’ll get broken into Do you think I can fit there? Do you think I can fit there?... I think I see something… Is that something up there? No, it’s a Hydrant, too small (too small, too small) Driveway, alley (driveway alley, driveway alley) Too small, too small (too small, too small) Wrong side; I need a Tuesday/Friday. Hydrant, walkway If Pennsylvania had moved up. Funeral home, church, bad block—you’ll get broken into Do you think I can.. How many gods must I appease today. How many gods did I offend. In the city, there seem so many more than in the midwest. They say you just have to want it without wanting it, but That takes more cool than I’ve got— I wasn’t born with a lot. So now I’m stuck wanting the things that I want and wondering Do do do do do Do you think I’ll fit?
3.
Milestone 02:32
I hit a landmark it was an ugly wreck in a small town I lay my head down down on the pavement in that small town I hit a milestone but no one noticed in that small town I blew out candles and then an eyelash in that small town Milestones they come and go and you don’t know need to tell me so this one I destroyed I confess cause I saw that it was coming but I couldn’t stop from making a mess It always seems that there will be light at the end of the tunnel but the end always snakes off in the dark and the light that shines off on the horizon is just another pair of headlights, coming on strong Do you ever get angry at the weather in this big town Just kick a cloud’s ass that’s what my friend says in this big town Just show no mercy no sign of weakness in this big town I get so tired, I lay my head down in this big town Milestones they come and go and you don’t know need to tell me so this one I destroyed I confess cause I saw that it was coming but I couldn’t stop from making a mess
4.
I can’t treat you any different from how it’s always been. I don’t know how to make anything better; I never did. And I wonder how my life would have been if the cards were shuffled just one more minute, But that never happened; now it feels wrong, without you in it. Please come home. You can hate me as much as you used to. You can blame me for anything you want. What I wouldn’t give to walk into a room and find you in it. Please come home. I can’t say, I’ll ever understand you. I’ll most likely always get you wrong. What I wouldn’t give to sit next to you with all those problems you never let anyone solve. Please come home.
5.
Sexy Sister 02:15
This is a story about my sister How she surprised us all Quiet melancholic and awkward When she was small She wore flannel shirts and umbros Sambas and dickies But magic things can happen Thanks to puberty Cuz she’s my sexy sister My super sexy sister You can see her in men’s magazines Cuz she’s my sexy sister She takes all the sexy pictures Sister can you save some sexy for me Some like big butts and they cant lie Other brothers cant deny Her physique is pretty flashy Have you seen her in her panties Black lingerie page forty five Cuz she’s my sexy sister My super sexy sister You can see her in men’s magazines Cuz she’s my sexy sister She takes all the sexy pictures Sister can you save some sexy for me It’s an awkward sensation Sexy sister pics across the nation Are those really her breasts Or did they photoshop her chest Pho-to-shop Cuz she’s my sexy sister My super sexy sister You can see her in men’s magazines Cuz she’s my sexy sister She takes all the sexy pictures Sister can you save some sexy for me Seeeeeeexy Siiiiiister You can see her in men’s magazines Well Imma take my own sexy pictures Just like my sister And photo-shop the shit outta me.
6.
Everybody thinks I’m a spy, but I’m not They think that every word I say is a lie, but it’s not The pen with which I write down some notes is just a pen that I bought - not a mic There is no camera taping you from my hat, not during the day not during the night Oh, the humanity I’m not a spy, just a curious guest from a foreign country If your housecat isn’t sitting at home, he isn’t with me, held for questioning If the kitchen isn’t just so, it wasn’t my fault, I just needed some salt Didn’t mean to spill my wine on the floor, it wasn't to distract you from anything more There is no camera taping you from my hat, I just like this hat and it’s cold That’s what hats are made for Oh, the humanity it's not a pose I'm really a student of ethnomusicology...
7.
Money is for spending why bother pretending your body’s not for feeling. give it something good. Bon bons are for eating As long as he is treating. Satisfaction is too fleeting to do what you should. I’ve got illusions. I’m gonna lose them (use them) That’s what they’re there for. So the way out of naivete’s not always respectable. I’ve got to be here all flesh and blood and three-dimensional. I found the way out my mama’s belly without pretention (just like you….) So gimme gimme gimme gimme the best of these dimensions. Wild oats are for sowing. Secrets are for knowing. Just climb into a cab, and tell the man to drive. Life is for the living. Rules are for the breaking. Your heart will do the same no matter how you try. I’ve got illusions...
8.
M. Bovary 03:36
I want so many things. I want you to adore me. I believed in everything the storybooks told me. I don’t understand why people are born Only to want what will never be yours. I want so many things. Other girls have them. How do you get from A to B. How does anything happen. I’ve never been good at being happy. I’d learn how if I could, but I just keep on wanting everything. Can you blame me?
9.
Lima 02:59
Forecast for rain, in Lima on their wedding day Don’t be sorry for rain in Lima on their wedding day Because the rain felt like kisses Everyone gets kisses The rain felt like kisses in Lima Juan met a Maria in Lima on their wedding day And to them the rain felt like kisses Everyone gets kisses The rain felt like kisses in Lima She used her eyes made him think that she’s his prize; I do They both arrived alone neither wanted to come and be reminded of their solitude which they ran from In spite of their wishes they felt rain and kisses And to them the rain felt like kisses Everyone gets kisses The rain felt like kisses in Lima
10.
I wouldn’t call it a labor of love I wouldn’t say that I loved you very much I didn’t know when I got to that place That seven years is a long time to waste I wouldn’t say that I ever really cared I wouldn’t swear by the words that we shared I didn’t know when I started down this road That these last 7 years would leave me oh so cold It took Phoenician architects seven years / to build a temple for King Solomon And Michelangelo possessed by God or greed took seven years to paint the Sistine Chapel (“it was actually five”) 7 Wonders of the World, 7 boys for 7 girls, 7 angels to condemn our deadly sins, 7 steps to fully grieve, 7 Delphic prophecies and in 7 years I wrote a book you’ll never read Oh—A Book You’ll Never Read

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The second full-length album by The Debutante Hour, released March 15, 2012.

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released March 15, 2012

The Debutante Hour is:
Susan Hwang (vocals, drums, piano, accordion)
Mia Pixley (vocals, cello, zazz)
Maria Sonevytsky (vocals, accordion, baritone ukulele, piano, drums)

Featuring the amazing Peter Hess and his menagerie of instruments: baritone, tenor and C melody saxophones; bass clarinet, flugelhorn, organ, wine & whiskey bottles, kleen canteen, cymbals, tambourine, shaker, and other percussion.
With the additional talents of: Justin Mullens, French horn and flugelhorn on “Please Come Home; Karen Leblanc, saw on “Parking.”

Produced by Peter Hess
Mixed by James Frazee
Engineered by James Frazee at Hobo Sound, NJ; assisted by Frank Lopez
Tracks 6 (“Spy”) and 8 (“M. Bovary”) produced by Franz Nicolay and Major Matt Mason at Olive Juice Studios, NYC
Mastered by Warren Russell-Smith at The Magic Shop, NYC
Design by Diana Schoenbrun. Photographs by Charles Lavoie.

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