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Cellar Door

by Sketchy Business

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Blunk Heard Gasoline and War Machines on Tell 'em Steve-Dave and liked it, like the ladies voice and the musicianship is very good. Favorite track: Hot and Bothered.
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Anthony Gromalski The best unsigned/indie band in the Mid-Atlantic / Northeast! Also Featured on Tell 'Em Steve Dave #286!! Favorite track: Gasoline and War Machines.
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1.
Highway 81 03:50
I’m not the same, but I’m never changin’ Wide open free-way, all in a day, man She never saw the red I viewed through my own eyes Makin’ the best of what they’re expectin’ Cryin’ and hopin’ that I’ll get arrested I guess I had to snap for them to realize I gotta get out, I gotta get down before the end of this old street Sirens behind, darkness of the mind created crimes so discrete Well, I did my crime, but I won’t do time I’ll bear this heavy load And you won’t see me again on this open road* Times were the same, but they needed changin’ A food in the mouth or a knife in the blanket She never saw it comin’ she was her own demise That’s when I lost it, hand in my pocket After it started, I couldn’t stop it Highway 81 I see a perfect sunrise I’m not the same, but I’m never changin’ Times were the same but they needed changin’ I’m not the same, but I’m never changing A foot in the mouth or a knife in the blanket
2.
It’s been a while, babe, it’s been a while Since I’ve seen your face It’s been a while, babe, it’s been a while You were just a child when you left this place Every day I’m all alone starin’ at my phone, hopin you’ll call All alone in my room just layin’ there starin’ at the wall Thank god you’re dead; you’re in my head But, you don’t know what I’d do to have the night alone with you Of all the girls I see I just want you to be with me You’re always on my mind, I think about you all the time Oh, I miss you bein’ mine You are so pretty, babe, you are so pretty It’s too bad you think about yourself You are so pretty, babe, you are so pretty Your good looks are givin me bad health Every day I’m all alone starin at my wall, nothin to do All alone, in my room, just layin there, thinkin bout you Oh, I miss you all the time Oh, I miss you bein mine
3.
JDSOS 04:44
You frolic like sounds of the tear drops each ear at winter’s refrain From people as they treat you like vampires draining the blood from your veins And I can’t really tells what’s worse, the lies, the laughs or the jokes The fear inside you is the fear or me and on the words you can’t say you choke Yeah I’m counting corners in the circle of your mind It’s just your sanity dissolved In time, we all burn some bridges to but some new ones in their place Our lives are like castles in the sand, in time, they all wash away I haven’t the slightest idea how you’d look without guilt in your eyes We’re born with a heart, so right from the star we crumble from miniscule lies
4.
Track 5 05:39
Take a walk through the wild Come to the darker side of the street I’m getting older by the second Coughing up fragments of my dreams Breathing heavy, my time is up Waiting for my last phone call Sipping coffee from my mug Hell just rang and broke my fall I’ll try anything that keeps me sane Away from long night of delusional fame Taking anything that comes my way, But life’s just a train wreck rolling through the haze* The doormat says that I’m not welcome I sit in the corner and collect my thoughts Well, I had to fall, I had it all, it’s time to make my curtain call, but I’m not ready These sunny days, they’re in the way, I can’t quite make out way to say my mind’s unsteady Take a walk through the wild Come to the darker side of the street The 45 holds a red reflection My conscience takes a left hand seat
5.
-I see death waiting for me In the pictures exploring where I wanna go Closing time is upon us, Apocalypse on a school bus brings me back home -I’ll break it down when I take this town You can watch me where I stand Listen, my friend, this is the end This is not what we had planned -Another day almost over I can feel it getting closer as I turn the page A mockingbird at my window The TV serves as a pinhole where I can vent my rage -It’s bleeding out, exhausted from doubt Yelling “Fuck it” to the wind The future is bleak, my conscience can’t speak This tight rope is getting thin ~String me along as I try to wash the blood that’s on my hands All hope is gone, this is the apocalypse, my friend The apocalypse X3
6.
-The woods are filled with apparitions/ Marked behind a Cherry tree Leaving all my inhibitions, seeing the epitome Like a hopeless candle that just burned out/ Genocide of a family A tragedy you can’t control/ You spin the wheels and you let it.. -Start again, start again The push has the greater pull, start again Start again, start again Look at yourself and no one else, start again* -The midnight sanctions confessed withdrawals/ A choice was made to walk away Like the sun sets on a sleepy town only to start another day You replace the truth with the lies you’ve sold/ Only to believe that truth be told In the lies you tell, your demons call and beckon your conscience back to.. -Chorus* ~Simple thoughts, hidden motives The devil on your shoulder becomes the voice you hear We’re damaged at our best, but we’re fine none the less X2 Yeah, we’re fine, none the less X2 We’re damaged at our best, but we’re fine none the less -Chorus*
7.
Exhale 05:53
Ive Been coasting through life, chasing my past Friends and memories I know won’t last It’s been slippin through my fingers I’m comin back down, cause time won’t wait We’re continuing lives we’ve grown to hate Growing so, so close to the trigger If the ends meets the means, sink our ships in the seas 1,000 light years away Second verse the same as the first the same melody, but we’re playing it worse As we try to bring you aboard As our lives fall apart, they tear at the seams Sunshine and shadows put harpoons through your dreams This time they’re reeling to back to nothing But, I’m looking forward, exhale in the relief I’ve finally found something that deserves my belief A choice to end all of the suffering Paint your stories on the glass, take them out to smash 1,000 light years away As the band begins to play you’ll drift back to better days 1,000 light years away Inner peace, let the riot cease, we compete on disbelief
8.
Mr. Bluejay 04:23
A cold November frost may be coming soon The birds have all been lost with lovers from last June Her hands wave goodbye like wings before she turns her back and flies away Mr. Blue Jay seems to be old and lonely in his tree He stares into the pale, blue mountains/ He realizes he was born with wings He begins to head for the sky/ And he looks back and sees that it’s alright And so he says What was I scared of? What was I scared of? I knew that I could fly. What was I scared of? What was I scared of? This beautiful, open sky? You can rustle all your feathers and try to fight the crows But, get yourself together, cause everybody knows You’re bleak and pale and almost stale, but we want to hear you chirp that you’re alright Mr. Blue Jay, where you been? You’d flown the coop god knows when. You’ve grown into the perfect monster/ Your veins fill with acid when you land Won’t you take us for a ride?/ Your satin smile makes me feel alright This beautiful open sky Oh, Mr. Blue Jay Oh, Mr. Blue Jay learn to fly (Well there aint no clouds, theres no one around and I cant feel my feet on the ground, open my eyes and look at the skies realize its gonna be alright)
9.
You can polish your smile to meet the comfort of the room But all the while/ your eyes give it away Cut the tension with the razor blades you’re keeping in your bag And keep those feelings to yourself and hope, hope for better days Meet me in the Poppy fields so we might finally sleep Meet me in the cold November air Meet me at the corner of Gasoline and War Machines So we might finally get some comfort there I can almost remember/those sleek, steel, summer smiles Oh, but you couldn’t doubt it/ We had troubadour style I caught a glance once at a traffic light the red shown on your face And reflected was the green on mine and it burned out long before today
10.
Waking up, it’s a beautiful morning Everything’s good, everything is alright Feeling good, not a cloud in the sky But, feeling restless, can’t let it pass me by Birds above me, so wild and free I inhale the sunshine like sweet ecstasy Souls on our feet and hope in our lungs As we remember the past is done With nothing but Blue skies ahead There's nothing but blue skies ahead Oh, blue skies ahead Walking the streets it’s a beautiful night The stars are out shining oh so bright Make a wish and it will soon come true The light of our youth renewed Blue skies ahead (Well there ain’t no clouds, no one around; I can’t feel my feet on the ground/ Open my eyes, look at the sky and realized gonna be alright)

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This is the first album by Sketchy Business. "Cellar Door" is comprised of 10 songs that we have written over the past three years. These songs tell the story of a tragic man, Jack. Jack: Ignorant to the changes in the world around him and burdened with a temper. Insanity has caused him to murder his ex-girlfriend on Halloween Night. His tale starts with his escape down the interstate. As we travel back into Jack's memory where he relives his past, tries to convince his conscience into justifying his actions and describes the murder... Then, back to present. Being boarded up in a highway motel leads him to venture into the woods that soon becomes an intervention between him and the ghosts that come alive on Halloween Night. They chase him to live up to and face what he has done, start again, and find peace. And only at that moment of having his wings clipped does he learn how to fly. Finally, in the cold November air he faces the ghost he, himself, has created and decides to turn him self in, in a desperate attempt to put his mind and soul at ease. At last, on a lonely prison bus, he is finally at peace with himself and begins to see the blue skies ahead..
-This is "Cellar Door" _ Inner peace, let the riot cease.

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released October 31, 2014

All songs written and performed by Sketchy Business
Sketchy Business is Alyssa Corey - Vocals / Matt Bednash - Bass / Dom Tolerico - Guitar / Rich Robinson - Drums

Recorded at Joe Loftus Studios
Produced by Joe Loftus and Sketchy Business

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