Last One To Leave (2018)


RELEASE NOTES

recorded between jul. 2017 & jul. 2018 in setauket, ny at big frame recordings & in-house recordings

songs & ideas for songs written between jan. 2009 & nov. 2017 by salvatore grisafi

lyrics by salvatore grisafi

produced by nicole demarco & nicholas starrantino

mastered by nicholas starrantino

album artwork photo by sean murphy & design by matt clifton


TRACK CREDITS

1/ That Will Be All

salvatore grisafi - vocals & acoustic guitar
nicole demarco - percussion
nicholas starrantino - bass
ryan moyer - trumpet
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

2/ Are You Alright?

salvatore grisafi - vocals & acoustic guitar
nicole demarco - percussion, keys & backup vocals
nicholas starrantino - bass sean murphy - electric guitar
recorded at big frame recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

3/ Cemetery Gates

salvatore grisafi - vocals, acoustic guitar & banjo
nicole demarco - bass
nicholas starrantino - percussion & electric guitar
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

4/ July Weeks

salvatore grisafi - vocals, acoustic guitar & banjo
nicole demarco - bass, percussion & harmonica
recorded at big frame recordings engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

5/ Sticks & Stones

salvatore grisafi - vocals, acoustic guitar & electric guitar
nicholas starrantino - bass, percussion & electric guitar
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco & nicholas starrantino

6/ Snow Day, 2015

salvatore grisafi - vocals, acoustic guitar & electric guitar

nicole demarco - bass, percussion, keys & backup vocals
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

7/ Bad Habits

salvatore grisafi - vocals & acoustic guitar
recorded at big frame recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

8/ Old Friends

salvatore grisafi - vocals & electric guitar
nicole demarco - backup vocals
nicholas starrantino - percussion
robert grisafi - bass
ryan moyer - trumpet
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco & nicholas starrantino

9/ No Place Like Home

salvatore grisafi - vocals & acoustic guitar
nicole demarco - percussion & backup vocals
nicholas starrantino - backup vocals ryan moyer - trumpet
peter hamblen - backup vocals
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

10/ It’s Hard To Find A Friend

salvatore grisafi - vocals & acoustic guitar
nicole demarco - percussion & backup vocals
recorded at big frame recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco & nicholas starrantino

11/ Snow Day, 2003

salvatore grisafi - vocals, acoustic guitar & electric guitar
nicole demarco - keys & backup vocals
nicholas starrantino - bass, percussion & electric guitar
recorded at big frame recordings & in-house recordings

engineered & mixed by nicole demarco & nicholas starrantino

12/ Gilmore

salvatore grisafi - vocals & acoustic guitar
nicole demarco - keys
recorded at big frame recordings
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco

13/ Beneath The Sea

salvatore grisafi - vocals & electric guitar
nicole demarco - keys
recorded at big frame recordings w/ additional recording at west meadow beach
engineered & mixed by nicole demarco


LYRICS

1/ That Will Be All

i buried plans, digging toes in the sand
on a familiar shore, until it was all such a bore
year after year, fighting back all of the tears
i gave into familiar fears and they leave my unsure

i know that nothing is sacred
nothing can change this, nothing at all

he looked down at me, asked "where will you be?"
as i sunk into my feet, if only it were easy

you said, that i could have made it
that i should have chased this
that will be all

2/ Are You Alright?

my lover went west, she left before the morning
packed her bags and slipped right through the door
i must have been out cold, i did not hear her calling
but she must have known the price i paid in gold

so i took my plans and i stacked them towards the ceiling
i took my demons and tossed them down a well
and the ghosts outside didn't seem so deceiving
i could have sworn that i heard them calling out

that if i'm not older now, then what's the age you begin?
to see the world for how it truly is?
well, are you alright?

they asked, "are you alright?"
and i said, "yes, i'll be just fine"

3/ Cemetery Gates

when my soul slipped out from the grave
they were broken down from naming escapades
with the dew of the harbor fresh on their tongues
they packed their bags and abandoned this town once again

when my bones were finally laid
the crows all perched on the cemetery gates
and the lord and his mother stayed awake through the night

and everything was alright
but the silence is felt for miles
between the trees of the hollow where i lay
waiting still for their return
but even now, will i ever learn?

4/ July Weeks

little spores above your head
say you can rest

settle down on the bed
moving through our chest

fireflies in the yard
distant glistening stars

safe in a blanket of heat
in these july weeks

running through the streets
on our bare feet

looking up at the trees
branches and tumbleweeds

finally finding sleep
on a train to the big city

on a train to the big city
you were with me and we were happy

5/ Sticks & Stones

can you apologize when you look me in the eye?
lately it seems that there is a reason why
i'm losing count between the breaks in your fevered stare
all these ample sinners tend to go nowhere

and that mirror is still showing me the same damn face
i'll clean up or i'll make a convincing disgrace
pull it out from the cracks bound beneath the floor
give it up to the attitudes i adore

i'm still racing the turn over the hourglass
contemplating a moment that's already past
self denial will only get you so far
i imagine from the steering wheel of my car

i remember in twilight i would drive so fast
can't decipher my reckoning with the past
fearing my own truth will be perceived as fake
sticks and stones yet not a single bone to break

and it's hard to be this sincere
when what you keep near
is claiming to be someone you're not

and it's hard to keep you close
when what you mean the most
is claiming to be someone you're not

6/ Snow Day, 2015

your old scarf fits nice
there's coffee on the table
i'm crying, but you can't see

we made some snow angels
and cut some sharp angles
there's dishes in the sink
piling towards the ceiling
i'm crying, but you can't see

so i took up wandering through the old roads
and past the banks and the drifts i felt how it is to let go
up in the dawn break running it through my head
how you yearned for the world, but wound up with me instead
and i'm crying, but you can't see

7/ Bad Habits

what did you say to me?
the words fell out of your mouth
under the passenger seat
must have been so sweet

now you love me
as we drive around
anything that you're feeling
in this northern town
where the future, the present, the past
down the same three exits we've passed

could this place be too pristine to leave?
yet there's a feeling in the air
like a tropical disease

maybe i've had it
but boy, it's so hard to break bad habits

8/ Old Friends

you’ve barely ever really known me, but we'll say we're old friends
and when i show up to a party i've rehearsed some small talk skits
i can't believe i'm even forcing myself and i think you agree
yet here we are at another function grinning politely

getting to know you, not this circumstance
like giving up walking out on me, mid sentence
if i can help it, it's okay
i don't even mind being called fake
man, i'm just trying my best

and every time i run my tongue, i don't know what to say
so i grin politely just to get through the day
thank God you're here to tell me how to behave
another awkward kid who needs to be saved

and my best, man, it's always the same i guess
living life with no confidence
feeling lost without consequence
all the acoustics would stop and then
time passed slowly and the fear kept growing
until you shut down completely
my defenses depleting
and i guess this is me now
i would curse your name and still harbor all of the blame
for a point that i lost in vain


9/ No Place Like Home

whistle and blow
the winds come and go
there's no home without you

and i tried to let you know
tried to let it all go
but there's no doubts about you

but it seems it won't take hold
round and round we go
like a house in a tornado

yet i can't let you know
through the hail and the snow
i will always chase after you


10/ It’s Hard To Find A Friend


it's hard to find a friend
i won't stop to pretend
and on a desert isle
where i'll stay for awhile
then i made it home alright
as i fade into the night

but do you know how it feels to be sober behind the wheel?
and i never stopped to think how it must have made them all feel

11/ Snow Day, 2003

i took to streets of an abandoned causeway
where the terrain no soul could trek
my memory leaks like an open faucet
giving my tongue no time to draw breath

sprawled on the floor looking up at flakes by the thousands
and evergreens, like frozen monuments
give me the time to regain my composure
by the end of the week i'm refilled with regrets

and you can't take it back
what you said you never meant
it doesn't matter now
and it didn't matter then
when you needed a savior
i was holding your hand

blind-sided by our regrets
hand in hand, but never again

12/ Gilmore

there's a picture in the drawer
of our graduation that haunts me forever more
and you find me such a bore
as you pass out on the couch to a marathon of happy gilmore

then we sit out on the porch
watching moths caught up in spider webs
above our summer torch
and i said you should get a job
as i'm wondering what all the free time is doing to your mind

and i thought you would be kind
but here i am left all alone
stuck in my own mind
and i speak of you constantly
but you never speak of me

13/ Beneath The Sea

beneath the sea by the old house
is a timed catastrophe
and it's beckoning me to come through
give all of the treachery subdued
the harbor so angry and green
turns to vapor on the porch screen
won't you give me a chance to come clean now?
as i totally feel disavowed
and i know i can't make you proud
by the time you can sing it aloud
we'll both be swallowed by the sea


THANK YOU

i would like to thank: nicole demarco, nicholas starrantino, ryan moyer, robert grisafi, sean murphy & peter hamblen for their involvement in the project. to matt clifton, jay lewis & alexa altolaguirre for attending sessions for photos or to lend a musical ear. also to matt clifton for all design & art direction. to mr. & mrs. demarco especially during late night sessions at their home & for treating us to the occasional chinese takeout. to christopher dalrymple & robert grisafi for giving me a couch to crash on. & to all the friends & family (most mentioned above) who gave me rides to & from the long island railroad.

a very special thanks & my undying gratitude to big frame recordings & in-house recordings for bringing this record to life.

to all of my friends & family for their continued support & to anyone who has listened i thank you.