Soundproof Box (2012)

by Ami Saraiya and The Outcome

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1.
I'm Pregnant 04:28
I'm lying down pregnant giving birth to these words with your hands on my stomach my breathing's controlled I grab the voice by the collar - don't tell me what to scream I'm barefoot I'm pushing 'cause you're the one who did this to me Here we go There's Barney Miller playing on the back TV stand And there's people just staring at a voice between legs You're the life of the party and you've finally been crowned The queen of the moment, you've already grown out of me now Here we go You're all I am - my baby my baby You're not who I am - my baby my baby It took all this time to find you It took all this time I'm lying unpregnant given birth to these words And it's all that I have. It's all you know Here we go
2.
I opened up my mind like a heart shaped locket. I found you there inside all crumpled and pale. And every word you'd said and swirled up in circles and slipped away. Now you've faded away into nothing. Did you think I'd just pray and hold on to a moment when I found you Through their convent rooms and through a room full of smoke. The nuns left us abandoned. Now it's we who haunt these halls. Now every line in your face and joined with the billows and slipped away. Now you've faded away into nothing. And every word you'd said - I never imagined you'd say I never imagined you'd fade into nothing.
3.
Living behind these walls it feels like living in a soundproof box where no one's hearing me and every word I speak dreams of you and the howling wind When you trap your thoughs inside a box, they start as music to your ears Then take a turn for the worst it seems. You're no God, you're only a creep in a soundproof box You came upon me like breeze. You let yourself in through the cracks You were right there on TV telling them what i mean cause you know what I mean. Just plug your ears and you'll see....I mean, you'll hear what I mean - Just the echoes of a body machine. You'll see why i have to believe (You're what I see in the pictures) There's you for me (You're what I see in the picutres) You for me When you trap yourself inside a box and you want the world to know you're here. You can kick and you can scream - live out your air-conditioned dreams in a soundproof box.
4.
Marma 03:28
Marma, pour your power into me Remind us that all is now and that's all that can be Electrons they shine and radiate at your feet Oh Marma, you whisper I hear you tell secrets in my sleep Marma, pour your power into me Remind us that all is now and that's all that can be
5.
Purging 02:35
Purging purging - not for real. Still keeping things I can conceal. Red Eyes glowing full of zeal, still keeps me yearning yearning. Purging purging - not for real. Still keeping things I can conceal. A stone cold corpse I still can feel. It keeps me yearning yearning. It keeps me burning burning. Red hot fires to boil the dead, even water towers still burn like hell. And they keep me yearning yearning. They keep me burning burning. I'm pouring out in the rain, just trying to douse my flame. I'm rolling round in the sand. You know I'll just re-ignite. Red hot fires to boil the dead, even water towers still burn like hell. And they keep me yearning yearning. They keep me burning burning.
6.
They tortured me with their cattle prod hands. I'm lost to the world in this red tape soldier plan. With the blind leading blind, please rise this dumb while the marbles still roll in my head. Don't say it's make believe - that it ain't real when it was. How could you play with me after what you've broken in me. With your hands in their minds sculpting gray matter guns that shoot the marbles right out of my head. Don't say it's make believe - that it ain't real when it was. How could you say to me after what you've made out of me.
7.
Hanging by a thread, twirling like kaleidoscopes of lips and glittered limbs. I'm dangling by my teeth again. Don't cut me down. Don't cut me down. Don't cut me down..... I'm hanging by a thread. Spinning 'round my dizzy head with thoughts so filled with lead, that near death gives me this giddy feeling. I'll focus now, I'll focus now.....I'll focus so my brains don't splatter. There's these radii between you and I. Oh sanity, you keep moving lengths and you cut me down. You cut me down. You cut me down.... Hanging by a thread, watching while the rope unravels. I'll be landing on sky legs, so won't you meet me at the intersection. And you'll show me how, you'll show me how, you'll show me how to walk again. As the asphalt teaches me a lesson, you'll find the slots to put my sense back in.
8.
Serenade 05:09
You climbed up the walls with your electric guitar to the roof You flipped down through a window and it happened to be mine, so I listened while you sang me a song That's when I fell in love with you Then you tripped on a wire in my apartment And you sommersalt fall down the hall past my van goghs And then you rolled out the door, down the staircase Three stories to ground, but you landed on all fours You look up to me now. You're just beaming with my lick on your brow That's when I fell in love with you You sommersalt fall and glid down like a sky horse I come tumbling down after you, hanging on your every word “It's automatic. It's automatic. It's automatic “ "when it comes to you, you'll know what to do. You won't let the reasons why say. You'll just spread your wings to find out that you were already flying. You're already flying" It's automatic. It's automatic. It's automatic
9.
Type of Girl 03:41
I learned about the world by watching people on the screen There's this boy who loves this girl - she's aloof but so funny when she thinks that no one sees Oh, but everyone sees her and they all think she's so damn cute Now you wish there were spies out all falling in love with you But I'm the type of girl who likes to tell it to you straight and you're the type of boy who does his fancy little tap dance Then you leave them in their sleep Oh, but it's so romantic this notion I've got on you So wholly fantastic, I don't care if it's true You have away the ending to your play It's an epic tragedy There's no way I'll stray from this story getting made It's the martyr here in me Oh, but it's so romantic this notion I've got on you So wholly fantastic, I don't care if it's true Bridge: You'll stay, don't leave I'm the type of girl, oh yeah And you're the type of boy who believes he's drowning in a deep dark well.
10.
I'm naiive more than most, but more jaded than the rest. I've been holding on too long to never wanting what i get. Now, I've grown to like it all this way. Who are you to tell me it's ever gonna change? It's the same old set with the saddest girl you ever met and a glass full of blue. My lips just touch and everytime I take a sip it just swallows me up - To get the universe to forgive just a speckle of dust and I'm the only one who's pretending it means all that much. But it feels so grand - Sometimes I'm just in awe of what's holding my hand. The clouds and the skies remember when I severed you then. And now all this time I'm just waiting for it all to come back and oh, if your lips could feel this now - why would you stay away so long? and oh, if your lips could feel this now - why would you wait for so long?
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Ami Saraiya’s upcoming Soundproof Box, her second album under her own name, showcases the performer’s creative energy with intensity. Saraiya’s vintage cabaret sound is drama in bold relief, swinging from playful to maudlin in a single measure.” —Jessica Hopper, CHICAGO TRIBUNE"Ami Saraiya conjures up the kind of Old World Europhilia that any cabaret-pop songwriter worth her kazoo solo should. But the Chicago-based artist also differentiates herself with elements of fragmented indie rock and some truly wild vocal contortionism. She knows when to straighten her delivery for fuller emotional impact, too, pulling her Left Bank torch songs and Balkan accordion hop back to the here and now. Saraiya celebrates the release of her latest winning full-length,Soundproof Box, produced and arranged by fellow traveler Mark Messing (Mucca Pazza)" Stephen Gosset, FLAVORPILL

"Imagine things you like about The Do, Coco Rosie, and Mark Berube (and, for entrenched aficianados of quirky folk, The McGarrigle Sisters). Inject a few teaspoons of Spirit and a hint of Sgt. Pepper-era Beatle-delia. You still wouldn’t have a handle on Saraiya’s idiosyncratic sonic art. I guess you just have to experience it" Mary Leary, My Old Kentucky Blog

Produced and arranged by Mark Messing (Mucca Pazza) and recorded at Maestro-matic studios, Soundproof Box is Ami’s follow up to her 2009 debut LP, Archaeologist and expands on the recording sessions that spawned last year’s folk-punk and cabaret inspired three-song EP, Purging. Starting off with the Bacharach-ian jazz-pop instrumentation of the album’s kickoff “I’m Pregnant,” Soundproof Box once again showcases the way Ami and her backing band, The Outcome, can ingeniously wade from the dark theatrics of the title song to the Mexicali of “Serenade” or the stripped-down bad romance of “Glass Full of Blue.” But it’s Ami’s voice—a strong, worldly presence that has been likened to Edith Piaf and Billie Holiday—that pulls it all together.

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released June 19, 2012

Ami Saraiya: Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/Accordion
Ronnie Kuller: Violin
Shirley Rogiers: Vocals/Glckenspiel/Kazoo
Courtney Glascoe: Vocals/Kazoo
Marc Piane: Acoustic Bass
Gary Kalar: Electric & Acoustic Guitar/Mandolin
Ben Gray: Drums/Percussion
Jim Cooper: Acoustic Bass on Marma
Ben Miranda: Add'l Percussion on Serenade & I'm Pregnant
Chris Hefner: Musical Saw on Glass Full of Blue
Roshani Saraiya, Peter Kaplan, Valentine Xavier, David Meyers: Group vocals & Hand Claps on Serenade
Mark Messing: Producer/Engineer/String Arranger
Neil Strauch: Additional Mixing
Nick Broste: Recording Engineer
Cassandra Mazur: Artwork and Design
Recorded at: Maestro-matic
Mastered by Collin Jordan at the Boiler Room

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