Monday, March 23, 2015

Music Mondays: St. Joes Keeps Us Safe


To me, side projects are a just fun tidbits added along to the songs I already know by my favorite artists. I never seriously listened to them repeatedly like I do with my favorite artists - until now.

Summer 2014, the lead singer of The Wonder Years Dan Campbell, known as "Soupy" in the scene, released a solo side project  album "We Don't Have Each Other" called under the stage name Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties. The album tells the story of a man's worst year of his life. It's the story of him struggling over his father's death, his wife's miscarriage, and his wife leaving him. It sounds sad, and it is. However, I'm weird and I like sad music, it makes me happy. The songs have a chill melody and relaxed vibe, although the music is sad. The pure emotion makes me feel so much, I love music that makes me feel. 


The songs I'm sharing today is "St. Joe Keeps Us Safe" is in my opinion Aaron West's lowest point. The song talks about him taking NYC public transportation to see his Irish Catholic mother. He vents to his mother about his father's death, the miscarriage, and his wife leaving him. His mother recognizes that they've never been that low, but encourages him that things will improve. I love this song because it's so real. I plan on doing an acoustic cover to it... stay tuned?



I got sick of the silence,
I got tired of the dark,
I was sleeping in late, I was wasting away, I was dying in small parts.
So I lit up a smoke and,
Took a walk through the park.
The dead leaves scrape concrete making it sound like you're next to me, arm in arm. 
I was putting holes in the drywall. 
I was hoping you'd save me from me. 

I'm gonna go see my mother. 
Take the LIRR. 
Walk the cold Brooklyn streets towards Astoria, Queens 
out to West Babylon. 
I walked up the driveway. 
Saw my Daddy's old car. 
He's been gone for months but we covered it up. It still sits in the yard. 

Well I spent my whole life saying I'd never need no one 
but I think I might need you. 
I think I might need you. I think I might need you.

We sat in the kitchen. 
My mother's a soldier of god,
and so paintings of Jesus,
and statues of saints still adorn all the halls,
But we'll never go hungry,
thanks to the infant of Prague,
and St. Joe keeps us safe cause we buried him deep in a hole in the backyard. 
I know things ain't been good since dad died. 
I know you don't need this from me. 

But mama, I'm breaking. 
There's no light in the dark. 
Dianne left this week. She said, "Son, look at me. I know we ain't been this low before
and I'm sorry Aaron. 
I know this year has been hard. 
If you're hurt then I'm hurt. 
I won't make it worse. I'm always in your corner." 

Well I spent my whole life saying I'd never need no one 
but I think I might need you. 
I think I might need you. I think I might need you.

Something's wrong.
I been waiting here too long.
She said, "I knew something was wrong. You ain't called here in too long. 
Take the car and run. Take the car and run. Take the car and run."



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