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  E.G. Phillips, Ducks With Pants

Nashville Recordings Vol. 4: Wear and Tear

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1. Unfinished Love (2:48)

2. Her Loves's So Hard (2:38)

3. These Are Burning Days (3:44)


4. Accretion Blues (2:21)

"...draws on a broad palette, blending elements of the folk singer-songwriter, with shades of sixties West Coast psychedelic/progressive music"
— Americana UK

The title of of this collection derives from a song that ultimately didn’t make the cut — though “The Ten Thousand Ways” did a wonderful rendition of “Normal Wear and Tear” years ago at the Lost Church for the second my (mostly) annual birthday show. Still, I grew rather attached to it as a moniker for this set of songs, each of which has had its own special journey to the point where they were included on this volume, “What happened to Volumes 2 and 3?” I hear you cry… well, fear not Volume 3 is on the way and I will leave it to the true fans to suss out Volume 2.

Once again East Nashville based producer Kenny Schick delivers some wonderfully atmospheric backdrops for my lyrics and I’m pleased to have Amberly Rosen again adding some fiddle to three of the tracks. Kenny’s wife Sabine (aka ArtemesiaBlack)  also provides some backing vocals and she’s had some especially kind words about this batch of songs.
Unfinished Love
"The imagery on this track, which smells of the dust of the arid states, strikes the imagination."
— 
Boulimique de Musique
Lyrics
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I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 
I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 
Mmmmm..... mmmmm... 

It’s still a little rough
Just give me some time
Yes, it’s a bit unpolished
But I’m sure it will shine

I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 
I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 
Ohhhhh..... Ohhhhh...

You can go ahead an’ take it
Have whatever’s left
Don’t let it go to waste or 
Just evaporate

My love is resilient My love will survive 
My love will remain Unfinished 
As long as I’m alive 

I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 
I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 

My love is resilient My love will survive 
My love will remain Unfinished 
As long as I’m alive

I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you 
I’ve got some Unfinished Love for you
For you 
For you 
For you 
For you... ​
Credits
E.G. Phillips: lead vocals
Kenny Schick: guitars, banjo, keys, percussion

Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Kenny Schick - b3pmusic
Lead vocals recorded at ToneFreq in San Jose

Written by E.G. Phillips
(c) 2024 Ducks With Pants Music

Notes

The ideas for songs can come from the most unusual places. For instance, I was in an unfinished furniture store one day and the idea of the title “Unfinished Love” came to mind — and thus this creation was born. There’s a bit of play here, toying with the notion as to what it could mean for a love to be “unfinished” before settling on a notion of triumphal endurance. The song was originally part of a collection of instrumental music I called “Morphology” where I was playing a bit with form — in this case the dramatic shifting of keys from the chorus to verse.

Her Love's So Hard
"...illustrates the painful ambivalence and profound complexity of unrequited love and emotional dependency...an essential piece for lovers of sophisticated lyrics"
​— Nene's Butler
Lyrics
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Her Love’s So Hard
And she love’s so much
Until it bleeds her dry
And she leans on it ‘cause it’s become such a crutch

She’ll dance with the one who brought her
She’ll dance by the pale moonlight
She’ll dance ‘cause she thinks she oughtta
Even when it doesn’t feel right

She’s ruled by her passion
She’s ruled by her heart
She don't seem to know
How she could possibly tell them apart

She’ll dance with the one who brought her
She’ll dance by the pale moonlight
She’ll dance ‘cause she thinks she oughtta
Even when it doesn’t feel right

Her Love’s So Hard
And she loves so much
But she don’t love me
At least not enough to be keeping in touch

She’ll dance with the one who brought her
She’ll dance by the pale moonlight
She’ll dance ‘cause she thinks she oughtta
Even when it doesn’t feel right
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Credits
E.G. Phillips: lead vocals
Kenny Schick: guitars, keys, percussion
Sabine Heusler-Schick: backing vocals
Amberly Rosen: fiddle

Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Kenny Schick - b3pmusic
Lead vocals recorded at ToneFreq in San Jose

Written by E.G. Phillips
(c) 2024 Ducks With Pants Music

Notes

I was playing this song once at an open mic and a fellow San Francisco songwriter, who preceded me and goes by the name Troubadour Fools, performed a song he calls “Taylor Swift.” This led me to quip that my song was also about Taylor Swift. I have since been introducing this song as a song that is NOT about Taylor Swift, despite what rumors people may have heard.​

These Are Burning Days
"masterfully blends traditional elements of folk music with influences from progressive rock"
— Nenes Butler​

"...a theatrical, atmospheric folk song that flirts with progressive rock...the vocal performance recalls the charisma of Nick Cave on this track brimming with intensity. The exceptionally rich musical arrangements easily capture the attention of this remarkable creation."
— Boulimique de Musique
Lyrics
Vineyards vibrant as Van Gogh’s palette
Vineyards vibrant as Van Gogh’s palette
The ashes of Napa are painting the skies          
In ribbons of indigo and scarlet
​
A fire crew wrangles its manic cattle
A fire crew wrangles its manic cattle
The front line resembles a lightning bolt or
The earth’s crust cracked to mantle

These are burning days
These are burning days
The chaotic winds spur the blaze
Of our burning days
        
The horse broke loose ‘n fled the stable
The horse broke loose ‘n fled the stable
A herd of storms lashes the land
With the rage Cain held for Able

These are burning days
These are burning days
The chaotic winds spur the blaze
Of our burning days

These are burning days
These are burning days
The chaotic winds spur the blaze
Of our burning days

You want me to hold all of your anger
You need me to metabolize your pain
While so much is vying for our eyeballs
By trying to hack our brains 

The car’s a corpse of twisted metal
The car’s a corpse of twisted metal
Piles of stones where chimneys once stood
The taste of smoke’s now bitter
E.G. Phillips - Outlaw the Dead
Credits
E.G. Phillips: lead vocals
Kenny Schick: guitars, keys, bass, drums
Amberly Rosen: fiddle

Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Kenny Schick - b3pmusic
Vocals recorded at ToneFreq in San Jose

Written by E.G. Phillips 
(c) 2024 Ducks With Pants Music

Notes
The devastation caused by wildfires that have struck the Bay Area in recent years was the inspiration for this song's imagery. Although the fall is a time of beauty in wine country with the leaves of the vineyards turning their autumnal hues, in more recent years it has become smoke season and the accompanying destruction from the fires can be heartbreaking. But these aren't the only "burning days" being alluded to. This track features some searing, mystical violin work by Amberly Rosen.

Accretion Blues
"The joie de vivre of the performance contrasts with the seriousness of the lyrics on this track, which is equal parts sweet madness and bitter lucidity."
— Boulimique de Musique 
Lyrics
Heartaches accumulate over time
I got a glacier of them rolling ‘cross my mind
Coral reefs are build’n up in the shallows of my soul
And my ticker gradually gets replaced by limestone

Past losses have piled up and formed an island chain
Supporting entire ecosystems of different kinds of pain
I’m losing plasticity in my brain
As memories are scraped up and dumped into moraines

That fly buzzing ‘round my ear won’t go away
The constant drip of rumination’s carving out a cave
Each new love has to bear the weight
Of wounds that won’t calve off or get broken up by waves

Heartaches accumulate over time
I got a glacier of them rolling ‘cross my mind
Coral reefs are build’n up in the shallows of my soul
And my ticker gradually gets replaced by limestone
​

Credits
E.G. Phillips: lead vocals
Kenny Schick: guitars, keys, bass, drums
Amberly Rosen: fiddle

Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Kenny Schick - b3pmusic
Vocals recorded at ToneFreq in San Jose

Written by E.G. Phillips 
(c) 2024 Ducks With Pants Music

Notes
I am the son of a geographer, and in fact have a degree in geography myself and that comes out in full force in this little country blues ditty. The inspiration in fact comes from something I once read about Simon and Garfunkel’s album “Bookends” — Bud Scoppa wrote “the record is a meditation on the passage of life and the psychological impact of life's irreversible, ever-accumulating losses" — accumulating losses… accretions, if you would.

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