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Round of Sound

by Max Feinstein

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1.
What's The Use 02:54
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I got no reason I should pray for the pain I have to go away Cos I could pray til I turn blue it's nothing without followthrough I got no reason I should pray If in this life I should go blind I would gladly leave my sight behind The darkness will not hinder me from loving what I can not see If in this life I should go blind Honesty is tried and true and a life of lies is proven too Both will leave you scared and lost, cold, alone upon the cross, and there's nothing you can do Yeah, I'm falling off the track and nothing's gonna stop me, never going back again. What's the use? In saying I'm falling off the track and nothing's gonna stop me, never going back again. What's the use?
2.
Ashley 02:49
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Ashley doesn't love me, she's above me, so I'm told But I can't hear them lying, so I'm trying to make something unfold Well it feels alright to stay out all night and talk, but I want more than flights of fancy But Ashley doesn't love me, ain't thinking of me, why bother trying to pretend? I went to go light her candle, found her lighting up my best friend Well I know it's wrong for her to lead me on like this, but lord you know I love her, what can I do? Ashley doesn't love me, she just shoves me off to the side She goes out every night with Julie, and I know Julie takes her for a ride. Ashley doesn't love me, and I see clearly by looking at her fingertips It seems so ordinary for her to bury them in Julie's lips.
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Round of Sound 03:44
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Mad Dog's Promenade 03:28
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It's funny to see how busy I can get with nothing going on Enough to take such trivialities and put them in a song If I sing it right, sing it true, I can make a little music in the time I see my day through Smile to myself as I take a walk On even the worst of days i'm in the best of moods on a plaintive promenade Sorting through my brain and through the pages hope I've made a song To the highs, through the lows, I'll have had a little vision and I'll make a sound to show for it Smile to myself as I take a walk
5.
Never Been Alive 04:00
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Everything I know leaves me as I go Some things’ just better off unlearned Conflict deep inside between a fool and his pride Did being pretty reckless make me famous in return? Problems to define when you’re switching time The minutes turn to hours but the ceiling stays the same Lying down in bed, up in your mind instead Now tell me who are you running from? Another mile crawled Another brick installed Walled up, around you and ready to fall Such a thrill to thrive Watching other’s survive Passing by with diamonds in your sky Can’t find the truth in the things you’ve tried You’ve never been alive Devils in your dust Which one do you trust? Who clings to your belly and who leaves you burned? Time to make a stand Just the way you'd planned When the fire's gone there won't be anything to discern Did you always strive, blowing up the hive? Feed it spores that you promised it would cure Can’t find the truth in the things I’ve tried Never been alive Such a thrill to thrive Watching you survive Passing by with diamonds in my high Only when they’re gone can I confide I’ve never been alive Never been alive!
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Fiendish Things 02:10
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Oh what a mess I made today Left my clothing strewn about the floor Along with broken glass and power tools The little things I should not ignore Everyone’s gonna step all over my things Oh what a mess I made today Sent my woman running for the door I broke her heart with idle words And now she’s awfully sore with me Anyone could step on her She should be so lucky it was me With all of these fiendish things I have done I can not lament, can not repent now Someone’s gotta be the wicked guy So why can’t I? Oh what a mess I made today Did the daft and tried to rob a bank Just a small amount, an inside job While sitting in my office chair Thought that I could get away But I made the news today, oh boy
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Namow 02:41
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I think I’m feelin’ vibrations Imagining sensations that won’t come from a phone when it ain’t turned on (Namow ooh mow mow namow) Got no reservations shutting you out, shutting in to drink myself convinced That maybe I’m better alone (Namow ooh mow mow namow) If we are all the victim, dear Then there are no victims here at all No... Not here at all You come around lookin’ for a fight, you won’t find it here tonight cos I’ve got better ways to waste my time (Namow ooh mow mow namow) You really think that something can repair this way well now it’s you who’s wasting time Oh, honey, yours and mine (Namow ooh mow mow namow) If we are all the victim, dear Then there are no victims here at all No, not here at all, No oh (Ooooooooh) I chant your name out in reverse The only way to break your curse And if the creature does allow I’ll rid me of my namow (Waaaaaaoh) Namow ooh mow mow namow X4
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Over Whitewash 02:23
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Maybe the rooftop cries Out in jagged lines Maybe it’s just my eyes Projecting over whitewash Over whitewash Blame your lunacy on the moon On its colors and its shades Count to three but don’t strip your soul too soon Feel the breeze through the trees if you please to This moon is gonna be our tomb Maybe the rooftop cries Out in jagged lines Maybe it’s just my eyes Projecting over whitewash Over whitewash(X3) The plans we laid out in the sand hand in hand Were the best we could have saved We clearly paid for mistakes we never made More to love, more to life, more to you than every night Why should we break? Would my time be better spent saying words I never meant Instead of meaning what I say?
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The End of Me 02:55
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Lying down will be the end of me, Anna D Lying down will be the end of me I know you see the pain when I hit the ground When it’s time to turn the music down If silence means it’s fine to come down then Keep it loud, keep it strong We can sing along to nothing, soulful mama, Cos I know you see That lying down will be the end of me Lying down will be the end of me, you’ll see Life’s too short to live in agony This old guitar’s the only home I know I can let you in but I won’t let go, so we’ll Pour another Round of Sound It’ll wash the tired muscles down And we’ll float away together, soulful mama, Cos I know you see That lying down will truly be Be the end of me
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Open Up 04:06
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I met a lady last night in a bar, she gave me whiskey And the pleasure was entirely mine She grabbed me by the chin said brother, let me clue you in Cos it’s only just a matter of time. I’m not a bible junkie or a woman with a monkey on her back, I got nothing to prove. But if you never hear a word you’ll never know what you deserve And you’ll never learn how to move You better shut your mouth You better open up your mind You better shut your mouth You better open up your pocket So you got a place to carry a groove Well I got zero room for conjecture You think it would be understood That if you live your life chasing bad vibrations How can you amount to anything good? Everybody’s gonna have a bad day Now and again your heart is gonna break But if you’re too damn scared to make the rhythm yours Then all you’re making is a big mistake You better shut your mouth You better open up your mind You better shut your mouth, boy You better open up your mind You got nine more lives To find out who you really are You got nine more tries And then you’ll find out if you’ll take it too far You got nine more lives to find out who you really are You got nine more tries You gotta shut your mouth And open up your mind You better shut your mouth, boy And open up your mind (X4)
11.
I Can't Remember Love 04:55
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That day was a wake up call, I understood I never felt so small. I had nothing and nothing but you had me. It started out with an attack and your crocodile tears blurring the facts As you tried to look so helpless; don't fucking kid yourself. We started out so loving that’s why it’s such a shame to see you push the blame away “no it's not me, it's you, it's her”, well now its all of us. It doesn't take long for me to surmise your condescension isn’t worth the highs It'll be a cold long day before I can remember love. I tried to hide myself away I made damn sure I never saw the light of day again But you made sure to dig me up. We made attempts to rebuild what we lost until you changed the plan. I guess you tried to change my head but all you did was change my mind. It doesn't take long for me to surmise your condescension isn’t worth the highs It'll be a cold long day before I can remember love. Look at yourself when you look in my eyes only then can you realize we're a foot and a half in the grave and I can't remember love. With all you were supposed to be your faults all turn to heresy I don't expect for you to change just get the hell away from me. With everything you were to me you waged a war now it's plain to see. That you’re no friend of mine You’re no friend of mine (X4)
12.
Periphereality 03:30
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When we first met we talked all night I drank your tears it felt so right Two of a kind, a perfect pair A match like this is oh so rare But you never played your hand completely straight We fought our battles back to back When we were kids we never dreamed of looking back But you never really felt the same Looking around, afraid of knowing what I’d lost and who you’d found And so it goes. Derek threw his dominoes away Looking around, afraid of knowing what I’d lost and who you’d found And so it goes. (When you left) Derek threw his dominoes into Periphereality is all that it seems to be Periphereality, but what does it mean for me?

about

2019 Reflections:

You could say this record brought everything important into my life.

In the Fall of 2011, I was in a place of desperation. My mother was on her deathbed (not that we really knew), and my band at the time, already fraying at the edges, had just lost our home in a friend's basement. My mom had suggested I consider doing an album of my own, and she recommended I fund it with a Kickstarter. So I started putting together the material I had and recorded a demo in a friend's studio while he was away and shot a mission statement that ultimately lead to the success of a $2000 Kickstarter. Just enough to buy a new laptop to track through and put a deposit down on a new room in which to stash some gear and string up some microphones.

I found a place in 2012, and Johnny and I got to work during the still chilly days of early Spring. My mother passed away early in the project, and this grief fueled the rest of the production. Many nights soaked in whiskey and wine to cope with the constant pain in my right arm and the massive upheaval my world was only just beginning to experience.

This album is special because it was throwing together all of the things I enjoyed about recording and songwriting and mushing them against the wall. Instrumentals, Jangle Rock, Progressive and Regressive sentiments all flying around track by track over the course of 12 songs. I always saw it as more a portfolio piece and a bridge to something bigger, and I had to come back around to appreciating the material inside it when I started playing out on my own material in 2017.

The artwork was shot by Kristin Tully, who overlaid some of my handwriting and doodles overtop. I find that a charming personal touch now, and it was SUPER important that I be sitting in front of the couch rather than on it. I composed that shot imagining some romantic absentminded professor vibes.

That room ended up growing into my recording studio, Silver Horse Sound, and my personal project ended up opening the way into a music community service facility. I don't think I could have imagined all of the meaningful work Johnny and I would get to do with this studio, but I'm usually looking to defy the confines of my imagination.

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released November 16, 2012

Max Feinstein - Round of Sound

Music and Lyrics by Max Feinstein

Artwork by Kristin Tully and Max Feinstein
Photography by Kristin Tully

Produced by John Roccesano, Max Feinstein and Ryan Kaywork

Recorded by John Roccesano, Ryan Kaywork and Max Feinstein (but mostly those first two guys).
Performances by:

"Commentary" by Mad Dog and Johnny Country

Disclaimer: All conversations and commentary are unscripted candid moments picked up by microphones during tracking.

Max Feinstein: Guitars, Vocals, Trinkets, Percussion, Sound Manipulation,

Maxwell Feinstein: Bass, Backing Vocals, Didgeridoo

John Roccesano: Drums, Percussion, Didgeridoo, Sound Manipulation

Jonathan Wohl: Bass on Tracks 3, 6, 10, and 11

Jake Sachs: Synthesizers on Tracks 4 and 12

Mike Gilch: Keyboards on Tracks 3,8,10, and 11

Milo Venter: Additional Drumming on Track 3

Additional Backing Vocals on Track 10 by Megan Kelly, Andrew Reynolds and John Roccesano. Additional, Additional Backing Vocals on Track 10 gloriously performed by John Roccesano

Mixing and Mastering by John Roccesano

Executive Production by honorable benefactor, Mister Yamamoto. Arigato, Yamamoto-san

This album is dedicated to the memory of my mother, Anna DeSimone. My biggest inspiration and bottomless source of passion. Every day proves more clearly that I am your son.

Thank You to my backers: Nick Faraci, Robin McGrath, Mike Canter, Isabella Webbe, Ricky Yoselevitz, Haley Bowery, Kaan Akoyl, Larry Perfetti, John Feinstein, Jake Sachs, E.S. Milner, Jaime Swanson, Archangel Buttaci, Brianni Isaac, Anna Belli, Chris Algoo, Allie Coker-Schwimmer, Ilya Grosh, Thomas McMahan, Rory, Marinich, Stephanie Stetson, Maria Moran, Alfaromeo, Kim DeFrancesco, Joe Nardino, Elena Skye, Hareesh Chandrupatla and The Spector family: Yale, Barry, Shelley and Zoewy.

Special Thanks to: Andrew and Jon for sharing with me such amazing music. My father, Robert Feinstein for life and support. Cristian and Laz of Ill Niño and Sound Wars Studio for the amazing environment, gear loans, and fantastic new brotherhood that you privilege me with. Ryan for all the awesome late nights. April for all of the guidance you've given to this scruffy bastard. Kristin for being an amazing photographer and fantastic friend. And to Ben for motivating me to finally get off my ass and work on this album.

Extra Special Thanks go to John Roccesano and Zoewy Spector. Your companionship and support allows me to chase these windmills and for that I am eternally grateful to you both.

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Max Feinstein is a Musician and Bleeding Disorders Advocate from New Jersey.

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