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And the Etceteras

by Marshall Holland

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1.
Take Me 04:01
I'll hold me breath along time until I turn to blue I'll burn the things of mine and do it all for you I'll drive a hundred miles to get the things you like And if you have no smile Then I'd take a hike I'm not sure I'm done The love for me has just begun You know that you should Take me I know I'm a mess But would you agree? I give you my best I'll stop this heart of mine To show you how I feel Or should I save my breath? It's up to overkill I'll do anything to get you what you need You see me standing here Can it all be me? I'm not sure I'm done The love for me has just begun You know that you should Take me I know I'm a mess But would you agree? I give you my best
2.
At 65 03:24
We start our lives out so gallantly So young in our hearts and minds Then we gaze upon our destiny With a rage of fire in our eyes That lies so carefully Each step along the way It strikes up down within our dreams And guides us through the day Some how it all would be worthwhile Saving up for old in our lives To build our lives Struggle along now so patiently Everyday from 9-to-5 And build a home on broken dreams That somehow crumbled in the night All you learned is useless now To the young man next in line All you gave is lost somehow On the corners of your mind Somehow your life has past you by Traded it for old at 65 At 65, etc. Somehow your life has past you by Traded it for old at 65 At 65, etc.
3.
Oh Please 03:05
I think I spent my apathy You knew this right from the start To take and take is corporate greed You knew this right from the start I predicted that the worst was to come And look at me now I'd like to take the steps to stardom But I don't know how Oh please Help me if you can Oh please Won't you lend a hand Oh please I hope you understand Oh please Help me if you can Now Mr. Money's so healthy I hope he painfully rots Built and sold his company He doesn't care if we rot I predicted that the worst was to come Do you believe me now? I'd like to take the steps to stardom But I don't know how Oh please Help me if you can Oh please Won't you lend a hand Oh please I hope you understand Oh please Help me if you can
4.
Fool Me 04:19
You've got all that power Only for eight hours Let me clock-in so I can hear you speak You passively exist in all your messages Between your lines you kill my dignity I wanna know Why you can be so cold Can I turn up the heat? You play with my head You scratch my heart Let's pretend I'm stupid and you're smart You don't fool me I played your game And I know it's pretend You think you'll prevail in your little hell A sick old mind You fashion pretend peace I bite the hand that feeds But I hold back my teeth I'll save the best for last And you will see I wanna know Why you can be so cold Can I turn up the heat? you play with my head You scratch my heart Let's pretend I'm stupid And you're smart You don't fool me I played your game And I know it's pretend
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Instrumental
6.
I love the way the light looked in September It's something I remember As a boy I ran to watch the sunset And listen to my cassettes If I can just rewind And playback in my mind How playful we were then September was my friend So happy after school We thought we were cool That time has left a dent I wonder where it went I love the way the wind blew on that tuesday Grey skies were blowing away That temperature was right and not too chilly Us kids outside being silly Playing hide-and-seek Sometimes I would cheat Wouldn't count to ten But I never lost a friend The memory's a haze Goodbye September days I was only nine September you were mine I love the way the light looked in September
7.
Radio Style 04:07
You seemed so depressed when you turned on your radio I know you felt so abused Couldn't seem to find that rockstar frequency Playing your new tune So you call the DJ and the program director You had nothing to lose You told them that rock music gets you revvin' to a brand new day But they laughed at you From the FM to the AM They're all corporate wave Just blame it on the digital DJ If you hear my song Would you tell me so? And turn up the dial on your stereo? It's all worthwhile That radio style You turn up the music when you go out for a morning drive You need that rock 'n' roll fix But you should know you're listening to a signal from a satellite Owned by conglomerates. So you tune out, turn off and break of your antenna Who needs repetitive hits Syndicated mass control You better do what you've been Shout and raise your fist With cookie-cutter formats it's just a jukebox So you might swell save your dime 'cause radio's lost If you hear my song Would you tell me so? And turn up the dial on your stereo? It's all worthwhile That radio style Single trough the atmosphere is changing all the people below With this message and revelation So put on your sunday shoes and overthrow the stations f you hear my song Would you tell me so? And turn up the dial on your stereo? It's all worthwhile That radio style
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Instrumental
9.
Hey there Why you so close to the edge? Mom and dad Didn't mean what they said So come down those stairs Don't cry The grounding's only a week Just try Don't make me call the police So come down Elise You're a flower that love bloomed But plucked from us too soon Elise at least Will you tell me what hurts inside? Elise at least Will you show me what you had to hide Girl give yourself some slack 'Cause you could only take it all back And change their minds Made the decision and you won't back down You'll put the guilt right on their head That neckerchief tied under your chin It's the sheet from off your bed You're a flower that love bloomed But plucked from us too soon Elise at least Will you tell me what hurts inside? Elise at least Will you show me what you had to hide Girl give yourself some slack 'Cause you could only take it all back And change their minds When I saw you down that hand full of pills I should've asked what you had to kill inside your mind Hey there Why you so close to the edge? Mom and dad Didn't mean what they said So come down those stairs
10.
Can I borrow your pillow? I need to see the faces passing by the street (and not their feet) Can I borrow your blanket? Shelter from the rain is nothing new to me (I'm shivering) I'll lie here for hours I'll lie next to these flowers There's no one else to blame So can you spare some change I'll take care of your pillow It's the only thing that's holding back my pain (that still remains) I'll take care of your blanket It keeps me safe and warm I beg you let me stay (by this cafe) I'll lie here for hours I'll lie next to these flowers There's no one else to blame So can you spare some change Can I borrow your pillow?
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Instrumental

about

Hailing from Salinas, California — the land of Steinbeck, strawberries and spinach — Marshall Holland is a golden state native with an ear for radio-ready melody, and the artistry to turn those melodies into fully realized pop soundscapes.

Growing up on the radio while traversing the state’s coastal agricultural lands on ride-alongs for his grandfather’s fertilizer business must have done something to the boy. Armed with a portable tape recorder, Holland would make recordings of himself singing the hits of the day, which he would later “broadcast” back home in his bedroom.

Thank goodness, he’s still at it. Over the course of his three releases, Holland has perfected his approach to baroque pop hooks with a hovering specter of melancholy—along the lines of the Left Banke or the Three O’Clock—while occasionally rocking enough to put him in the same garage as the Monkees or Weezer.

His new album, “Marshall Holland and the Etceteras” sees the multi-instrumentalist stretching out stylistically and vocally, turning in everything from sing-along numbers (“Take Me,” and “Elise at Least”) to downbeat ruminations (“Fool Me,” “Goodbye September Days”) that are kindred in spirit to the esoteric back pages of the Simon & Garfunkel songbook. There are instrumentals here, too, that juxtapose his three-minute popsongs nicely, adding depth and providing subtle stage directions for each new chapter.

The characters that populate his tunes aren’t the shiny, happy people that seem to exist in too many of today’s indiepop compositions. Things don’t always work out for Holland’s protagonists. They find themselves suddenly lonely, they sleep on the streets, and they navigate uncertainty in a way that suggest their writer might know a thing or two about love, loss and real life.

Cutting his teeth in Sacramento in his early 20s before heading to the Bay Area, Holland found himself in constant demand as a backing musician, playing drums, bass, guitar—whatever was needed—in touring bands and local stalwarts. While it was great experience, he ended up fleeing the scene and setting up shop closer to the coast, where he had more time to cultivate his own songwriting process.

Finding himself with a little more downtime than he bargained for, he started making records on his own, playing all the instruments, designing artwork, and doing whatever it took to get his music heard. Instead of coming off as DIY art projects, Holland’s music never feels anything less than natural and self-realized with a pinch of opulence.

What the press is saying:

“On Marshall Holland's new album, ‘And The Etceteras,’ the San Francisco-based indie singer-songwriter has written some of the most tuneful, irresistibly joyous pop songs you're likely to hear this year. Holland combines the warm, melodic vocals and yearning of '70s power pop with an immediacy that's totally up-to-date.”
—Echo Magazine

“Self-contained and confident, Marshall Holland and the Etceteras has everything working in its favor, from high quality songwriting to dense and disciplined performances. Not an ounce of fat penetrates the material, as the tunes are kept neat and trim. Sounding like a clever cross between the Zombies and Crowded House, with touches of the E-Types, the Cyrkle, and Shoes thrown in for good measure . . .”
—Something Else

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released January 14, 2014

℗ © 2014 Marshall Holland (BMI) / Mystery Lawn Music

All rights reserved. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

Recorded and produced by Marshall Holland

All Instrumentation and vocals by Marshall Holland

Recorded in El Sobrante, California

Dedicated to Kevin Kolfage (1955 - 2013)

Sincere thanks to Judy Marie Leighter, Mike Holland, Michelle Hull, Nephew Trevor & Niece Madison, Chris Hull, Cho Cho, The Agents, Michael Brooks, Spenser Thompson, Colin Aiken, Paul Myers, Mark Dawson, Sue Bachner, David Steven Cohen, Beverly Paterson, Bob Wence, and The E-Types.

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Marshall Holland San Francisco, California

Singer/Songwriter of the world famous songs like "When the Rain Comes" "She Buys a Dress (to Match with Her Pink Belt)" and "Whatcha Gonna Do" that aired on the legendary Rodney Bingenheimer Show on SiriusXM and also reached #1 on the Mike Rogers Show on Love FM in Japan.
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