BRIAN SEYMOUR ...STORIES FROM THE CATALOG

I Don’t Believe in You
Track four, When I Was Blonde (2002) 

Guitar players come and go; some stay too long, others leave before you are ready - Todd, the guitar player on this song was the latter. His Memory-Man-washes help to make this track. I discovered this song more than wrote it. I recall that we were over-caffeinated on an ordinary, but rather hot, afternoon in the cramped upstairs rehearsal space of Todd’s trinity in Queen Village, simply putting chords and words together when I happened on the opening chords. It really just took a few hours to find the entire tune - some songs seem to form out of the ether, this one was a gift.

 
The recording was masterfully shaped by Edan at Soundgun. Everyone came to play on this one, I love everything about the sound of this recording, e.g., witness Freaky’s single note piano jam in the bridge.

What might read as bleak on the page, should resonate more as a provocation to shake awake and reject an inauthentic life.

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I Don’t Believe in You

Waking up in the middle of someone else’s dream
Blinded by the symbols naked on a Pepsi street
Focused on the repetition of every scene
Tired of pretending playing happy

No more living this way
Nothing grows nothing changes
Gotta turn off my TV
Gonna step outside and breathe
This is something I must do, to find one thing that’s true
Gotta call up all my friends
Learn to love them all again
This is something I must do, now I don’t believe in you

Kicking at the embers in search of a flame
Trying to remember when every day was not the same

No more living this way
Nothing grows nothing changes
Gotta turn off my TV
Gonna step outside and breathe
This is something I must do, to find one thing that’s true
Gotta call up all my friends
Learn to love them all again
This is something I must do, now I don’t believe in you

Had me where you wanted me I was numb, couldn’t see
Getting past the little screen was everything

Gotta call up all my friends
Learn to love them all again
This is something I must do, to find one thing that’s true
Gotta turn off my TV
Gonna step outside and breathe
This is something I must do, now I don’t believe in you


c. BAMU PUBLISHING ASCAP 2011