Labor Day 2011

by A bit Much

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released September 17, 2011

Once-ler O'Thneedington - vocals, guitars
Abram Taber - electric bass, vocals
The Zoogie Brothers - drums, vocals
Mike "Big Big Bucks" Tucker - drums
Seth Bailin - alto, tenor and baritone saxophones
Dr. Samuel P. Buttons, MD - sampler
Morgan Evans-Weiler - violins
Beth Holub - viola
Cherry Kim - cello
Allison Campbell - pedal harp

String arrangements by Clinton Degan.

Recorded by Jon Taft at New Alliance Audio, Cambridge, MA.

Additional recording by Clinton Degan and Abram Taber at Secret Hole Studios, Cambridge, MA, Nice Bass Productions, Framingham, MA, Dane St. Studios, Somerville, MA, Holub Studios, Cambridge, MA & Sittersville, Cambridge, MA.

Mixed by Christopher G. Brown and Clinton Degan at The Beat Laboratory, Watertown, MA.

Mastered by Luke Sullivan.

Special thanks to Christopher G. Brown, Naomi Brown, Calin Peters, Al Polk, Steve Theo & Canada at Pirate! Promotions (www.piratepirate.com) and all the gracious players who joined us for these recordings.

Be listenin' our friends at Polk Records (www.polkrecords.org)

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A bit Much Boston

A bit Much played their last show on December 30, 2011. The final line-up of the band featured Clinton Degan (vocals, guitar), Abram Taber (bass, vocals) and Jon Glancy (drums). Former members include Matt Lillis (bass, vocals) and Tim Lillis (piano, keyboard). Frequent collaborators included Curtis Killian (guitar), Bryan Murphy (trumpet) and Mike Padgett (saxophone). ... more

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Track Name: Domesticated
I apologize for every time I've been wild
Give me dependency / give me lies of a child
It's incredible, it's no wonder I'm getting behind
All gay underdogs queued in a ruler straight line

You look up and you don't look forward
So you never can anticipate it
They say come and you say "sure, Sir"
You finally be domesticated

I wonder why I'm always stuck with the crumbs
Some great reward for whatever hunting becomes
My ears and coat have grown, they're just dragging along
Survival of whatever traits the fittest think belong

You look down, no you don't make contact
Because your top half's so heavily weighted
Don't remember when you signed the contract
To live a life so abbreviated
You're just gonna have to feel the difference
Between urge and the way that you're baited
Between love and beneath servitude's surface
You finally be domesticated
Track Name: I Don't Wanna Be A Housewife (for Someone Else's Family)
I only feel this way when I am too long on my knees
(And the pads would go to waste otherwise)
The heels look mean but they make it hard to leave
(And easier to trip the landmines)
I take a deep breath in and then forget how to proceed
(I've forgotten to exhale so many times)
I guess I'll get it in the next life

I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
Keeping the sarcophagus clean
I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
For someone else's family

They didn't hire me for wits or observation
(I'm sorry, did you see your shoe's untied?)
For richer or for power, I in somnolent starvation
('cause they never saw my hungry eyes)
There's no fault behind it, I put pride into my patience
(They'd have to hurt me otherwise)
I only hope they never realize

I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
Not a single one of them looks like me
I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
For someone else's family

I never lied to you, I never stole
And if any other way should rot my soul
I only gave the blues to the toilet bowl

There are a hundred ways to resign
(Most likely you'll have yours and I'll lose mine)
Thanks for your thoughts but I'm feeling fine
(And I don't think that I'll try suicide)
And if I'm saying it in semaphore or something like
(You gotta watch the vegetative eyes)
Then I'm just dreaming of my days on the Maginot line

I don't wanna be a housewife
I don't wanna be a housewife
And once I've fulfilled my half-life
Are they gonna make glue from me?
But don't they look so dapper in their fine evening trappings
O, I need to know what happens when they all turn seventeen
I've already lost too much time
I've already lost too much time
I've already lost too much time
For a second glance from him to me