God the Radio

by James Tristan Redding

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From its ominous opening to its final refrains of victory and reflection, this ten song vault rings like an emotional exorcism. Written and recorded in Mexico and Memphis during his winter 2013 relocation to New York City, God The Radio is the musical diary of an artist's physical and mental withdrawal from alcoholism following the departure from his Mid-west home and family. This is 33-year-old James Tristan Redding's 10th studio album.

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released March 7, 2016

All songs written, performed, engineered and produced by James Tristan Redding, except:

Track 6 engineered by Karl Lerud
Track 9 mandolin by Billy Wilson
Track 10 engineered by Ricky Orta, Jr.

Mastered by Justin Perkins @ Mystery Room Mastering in Milwaukee, WI.

Words and music copyright 2016 by James Tristan Redding. Registered with BMI. All rights reserved.

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James Tristan Redding New York, New York

James Tristan Redding is a singer-songwriter in the tradition of American narrative, putting poignant and sometimes whimsical lyrics to accessible, memorable melodies. Redding was raised in the mid-west by British parents and wrote, recorded, and toured with Alt-Country group Union Pulse (2002-2012). Now in his 30s, James is building a catalog of original material written and recorded on the road. ... more

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Track Name: Heavy Smoke From The Home On Granville Road
He will shatter the bottle to lighten the load
And go talk to the engine in binary code
Held his breath closed his eyes 'til the glass overflowed
Take the stairs to the roof when the bathtub explodes

It's midnight in Milwaukee and the rodeo clowns
Just ran right out the door with a full case of Crown
There's a stain on the wall and an officer down
And the river is racing to get out of town

Crooked teeth make her smile unforgettable still
Crooked men won the game up on capitol hill
Crooked birds fly in circles, they all know the drill
Crooked women don't float, but a wood casket will

If the ones who destroy just as often create
Is she kidding herself when she locks up the gate
To the big concrete house that belongs to the state
Where he'll fall or he'll fly but he'll learn how to hate

It's tomorrow in Thailand but yesterday here
Inappropriate maybe but he asked the cashier
If she knows how to make all his thoughts disappear
And then hang out to dry from her dad's chandelier

Half the whores in Las Vegas are under arrest
And the rest are fish-tailing under duress
The police and the sailors like to bet with the best
But the wrong side of Reno is the heart of the west
Track Name: 82nd Street Sideways
Hotwired a '64 Caddy high as a kite
A piece of steel in my left hand, I'm thinking I just might
Cross 82nd Street sideways, call up my long lost friend
Dig for a dime in the ashtray, close my eyes and descend

We're going out to the graveyard
We're gonna' learn about pain
We're headed 32 miles south of Highway 59
We're gonna' dig in your veins

I used to bathe in the river when I was three-foot-nine
The sound of bones made me shiver, drove me barefoot and blind
I've seen you under the floodlights try to dance away your debt
But all the drugs you can buy and the sex you can sell hasn't helped you yet

We're going out to the graveyard
We're gonna' learn about pain
We're headed 32 miles south of Highway 59
We're gonna' dig in your veins

Now baby, I'm not a hustler, and I'm not a thief
At my worst, I'm a gambler…I bet that's a relief
No need to reach for your wallet, I'm not after your gold
I see the future and you drew a seven, I'm here for your soul
Track Name: No Rest
I've never seen so bright a sunrise
Or felt the rain so innocent
Some kicking wind did try to haunt me
This dawn remains magnificent

Last night I saw the ghost of Elvis
Beg for the rest he's long deserved
If you tease a heart that's hungry
Your weary spirit is preserved

No rest for the wicked

Just twilight halfway through Nebraska
The bitter road upon my tongue
It feels at least a month since Denver
And sage is lighting up my lungs

900 miles into the sunrise
Twin Falls a distant memory
Deep in the hills of South Dakota
I sing the same old melody
Track Name: Me Was Try
We was young we was dumb we was blind
We no speak we no think we no mind
We the type we the same we okay
We is wrong we is think we is fine

She be sex she be free she be spread
She are mine she are yours she are dead
She the lost she the found she today
She done wrong she done sell she done bed

He am laugh he am cry he am lose
He were guess he were pick he were choose
He the fault he the blame he betray
He do wrong he do her he do use

Me was kill me was try me was save
Me no help me no stay me no brave
Me the bad me the guilt me away
Me is wrong me is owe me is pay
Track Name: On A Night Like This
Run away my love
To a velvet dream, it's waiting just behind your eyes
In a moonlit stream
Winding in between days past and never been
On a night like this

I'm empty handed, completely stranded
Alone and hopeless, without a chance
I'm lost and lonely until you show me
I'll be the only one with whom you'll dance

Set a sail for spain
To a sunset sky, no telling when the winds will change
Plot a course back home
Run away from me to set your spirit free
On a night like this

I'm empty handed, completely stranded
Alone and hopeless, without a chance
I'm lost and lonely until you show me
I'll be the only one with whom you'll dance
Track Name: You Can Kill The Paperboy
You can kill the paperboy and get away with it
Because he doesn't know how to fight
But I made my mark right on my confession
And left it along with the money

There was iron in the water but I drank anyway
Everything you put in front of me
I didn't notice your shoes but I should have told you
How classy you looked in your button up

My, those are some pretty eyes you have

Three days later it was Tuesday on the east side
On Wednesday you spoke my name
Thursday stood a boy naked at the altar
Witnessing a crime

By Friday I could see your soft reflection
Translucent as your words
Never leave your soul sitting by an empty glass
On a napkin in black ink

My those are some pretty eyes you have
You can kill the paperboy
Track Name: Sunday Night
Sunday night the stars are shining bright
Evening moon I'm in your silver light

Hand in hand, moon over open land
Scattered sand, the stars like garland stand

Overcoat, december eyes
My lovely child, we own the skies

Sunday night the stars are shining bright
Evening moon I'm in your silver light

Lacy mist and my train awaits
Raindrops lie like silver plates

Perfect eve lay down upon my sleeve
Skin conceive and light around us weave

Sunday night the stars are shining bright
Evening moon I'm in your silver light
Track Name: 9th of March
On the 9th of March you came out to see the light
Was this big old world such an awesome sight
Without a doubt, you're the heavens' own delight
Let our family's love be soft and strong and right

Promise me you'll make all the right mistakes
Challenge us to grow, and I swear we'll do the same
When you grow up and hear the father say you may
The bells will ring on that glorious Saturday
Track Name: Rain Shine
Looking at the world through an empty glass
It's easy to lose hope and feel like faith has passed
Looking at the world like it's all up to me
It's easy to lose hope and fall down on my knees

I like the rain 'cuz when it pours I know for sure
You're in control
I like the sun 'cuz when it shines I know I'm fine
You told me so
Track Name: Switchboard
Every morning she wakes with the sunrise
The grace of an angel deep in her dark eyes
Hours ago she taught him to smile today
Now he's unconscious hundreds of miles away

Every shade of blood and inspiration

I'm tired of the switchboard, imperfect connections
It's all interference and mostly rejection
The desperate phone calls without any warning
From broken receivers at four in the morning

Running on empty slowly the days die
Singing the same sun under the same sky
I'm looking westward to curse all the states between
Damn the Dakotas, I envy the skies they've seen

Every shade of blood and inspiration