<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32278397</id><updated>2011-10-18T09:34:15.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Elegant Mess (Albums)</title><subtitle type='html'>The impressionistic music of New York City singer/songwriter Michael Novick</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novickslaugher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32278397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novickslaugher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michael Novick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdagMafdXnQ/Tp2qfNZxgoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/eSNOjtelJJo/s220/Beard.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32278397.post-115487694390607986</id><published>2006-08-06T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:49:13.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugher (1996/2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5187/1300/1600/Laugher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5187/1300/200/Laugher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(click on the song to play)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=1222441&amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;ballerina (for katia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=798297&amp;amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;white horse &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278884&amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;mine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278910&amp;amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;it always comes down to you &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278928&amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;long &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278939&amp;amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;nothing left&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=798343&amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;all of this will stay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278952&amp;amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;the sky will fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=787854&amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;painted myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278966&amp;amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;marty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/getplayer.m3u?id=4278972&amp;q=hi" target= "blank"&gt;weather vane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Between 1983 and 1996, beginning when he was 12 years old, Michael recorded and distributed 34 hand-drawn, home-made cassette tapes. &lt;strong&gt;Laugher&lt;/strong&gt;, which included material written and recorded over the course of nearly three years,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;was the last. Highlighted by the same lateral songwriting he would employ to great effect on 2004's &lt;strong&gt;Songs Without Hooks&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Laugher&lt;/strong&gt; also benefits from liberal doses of the old Fender Strat. This release marks the beginning of a massive remastering project, which will involve reissues of at least 10 of the original albums, fully remastered and sounding better than ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5187/1300/1600/Laugher.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5187/1300/200/Laugher.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassette 34: Laugher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (1996)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Originally released: 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remastered: July and August, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recorded in New City, NY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and Boston, MA circa 1995/6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All songs written and produced by Michael Novick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MKN: vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, keyboards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tom Maher: drums on &lt;em&gt;all of this will stay&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;painted myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fil Pacino: lead guitar on &lt;em&gt;all of this will stay&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;painted myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jason Redi: bass on &lt;em&gt;all of this will stay&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;painted myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;he bites his tongue / she looks away / he is no fun / she lives today / she is a young girl and he is an old hand with thinning hair / she is a gambler and he is a source / she rides a white horse / we watch them fight / laughing in turn / she's in the light / he'd only burn / she is a young girl and he is an old dog with one eye blind / she is a fighter and he just takes his course / she rides a white horse / he bides his time / she looks for air / he sees her heart / she dances for him slowly / she is a dancer and he has a song he made for her to dance to / but she is a white horse and he is a man / they do the best they can / she is a young girl and he is an old hand with thinning hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;you are lightning / you are frightening / and something falls inside me / you say, "it's only me -don't you understand? you always did" / and time is a tap from a rose / you are a story / you are glory / you are for me / something somebody said to me / makes me wanna try to reach out / and i'm alive / you are a story / you are glory / you are for me / my mind is off and on / my time, wasting / my thoughts erasing you / it's just as well / i could've lied to you / and made your whole life bright / and time is a water dam / you are a story / you are glory / you are for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it always comes down to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i'm touched / i'm freed / you've got and i need / stop crying little tears / it's not as bleak / as it appears / you could leave it all behind you / break the spells that bind you / take some time to find you / no matter what i do / it always comes down to you / damn your claim to fame / you're too young to be in pain / and i've seen / your broken soul / you feel so small / yeah, your eyes are low / you could leave it all behind you / break the spells that bind you / take some time to find you / no matter what i do / it always comes down to you / shadows fall across your face / there may never be a place for us / so crawl into another world / you could leave it all behind you / break the spells that bind you / take some time to find you / no matter what i do / it always comes down to you / lift your eyes / taste the rain / you'll never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;she's not like this world / she doesn't feel rain like i do / you might say she's hard / but she's sure to soften you / i'd give her my heart / but i'd rather die / she'd just get confused / her lips would go dry / but even after all of that / and even though i know it's wrong / i've loved her so long / when night is everywhere / and i can't close my eyes / she always finds me there / and cuts me down to size / i could say we don't belong / but it would always come out wrong / she hit the highway clean / and latched on to a star / i'd show her to my home / but i can't walk that far / even after all of that / even though i know it's wrong / it's just been so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i'd love to wake you / drive past the water / what do you see looking at me? / you may be sorry, but / you're only half expected to be / i gave you everything / there was nothing left for me / something is breaking / something so small / something like me / you couldn't see it / you may be sorry, but / you're only half expected to be / i gave you everything / there was nothing left for me / you may be sorry, but / you're only half expected to be / i gave you everything / there was nothing left for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of this will stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;the air, the walls, the hinges of the screen door / the hum of lights, my own broken breath / music, subtle / fingernails against skin / a tree, the sun / my spinnning conscience / your voice and "goodbye" / all of this will stay / your hair, twisting into gold / and i stumble / your eyes, punching holes in mine / i think, i speak / and it's not the same / your heat, my dream / splitting each other / and your voice is the swell in my chest / calling from the fringes of the day / "all of this will stay" / your flaming breath across my back / the sleepless nights, i can't keep track / call me weak / you never will know / the strength it took to let you go / the distance screams and i try to keep little pieces / but i cry, "more, more, more" / it never comes / i fight to close the gap, but it grows / and you say, "you can keep me in your head" / and what i've come to know / and the sweet words that you say / all of this will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sky will fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;the sky will fall / and my life will fall / and your eyes will fall / and that'll be all / it's hard to say something so right / the sky will fall / and this tower, too / and this angel off my shoulder / and that's all / i'm not what i seem to be / i'm not your reflection / i'm not your device / if you see me a first time / you'll never look twice / my fist will fall / and my armor next / and let's not say the rest / and your head will spin / and you'll take it away / and you'll see me someday / and i'll bite my lip / and i'll swallow the spit / and i'll wash off the blood / and the sky will fall / and my life will fall / and your eyes will fall / and that'll be all / and the earth will burn / and the city will turn / and you'll never return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;painted myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;wearing nothing but her shoes / high-heeled diva / and i'd do anything to please her / i stare at the wall / it's closing in / i wasn't prepared for this kind of sin / painted myself dark / watched her slip away / held her beating heart / let the world go grey / in the depths of dream / i touched an angel's hair / brought myself to life / couldn't stand the glare / my body's weak / my will is small / it's got to be this / or nothing at all / i spat in your face / while shaking your hand / it's such a disgrace / i can't understand / painted myself dark / threw myself in shame / made a perfect scene / cast away the blame / in the depths of dream / i saw her everywhere / brought myself to light / couldn't stand the glare / sara left home in december / got herself into a jam / thought she had a part in the play / but couldn't act in her platform shoes / scent of lolita / you look like a child / but that's just a disguise / your conscience is haunted / your soul is on fire / but i am undaunted / i can't control my desire / painted myself dark / watched her slip away / held her bleeding heart / let the world go grey / in the depths of dream / i touched an angel's hair / brought myself to light / couldn't stand the glare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;on my way home / i caught myself counting cars / and just like a dream / marty appeared / touching stars / and nothing's the same / and she'll never know / how time's ticking slowly away / a white, satin day / snow falling, angry / on me 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