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Make the Grade - Jack Conte
by jackcontemusic 83,081 views
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New EP coming Spring 2013!
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Buy this song directly from me in your choice of formats:
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Make the Grade is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
(Note: some of the VideoSongs for this album were filmed a year ago, and that makes it difficult to be certain about some audio/video syncing questions. The intention was to be 100% accurate and to follow the VideoSong rules, but I thought I should add this disclaimer in an attempt to be completely transparent)
Editing help by Louis Cole
http://www.youtube.com/louiscolemusic
Make the Grade, by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean
I am floating past the algae,
the whale bones, so pretty,
but my body
still didn't make the grade,
still didn't make the grade.
Somewhere in the basement I once had
a good idea but I can't find it.
My mind is drawing blanks
to fill the page,
but I still won't make the grade,
still won't make the grade.
I'm regaining patience
in the better half of man,
and the stories we'll remember
are from a different hand.
Somewhere at the bottom of my brain
I just don't care and I don't want to.
But I do, anyway...
anyway, I
still won't make the grade,
still won't make the grade.
I'm regaining patience
in the better half of man,
and the stories we'll remember
are from a different hand.
Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean
I am floating past the algae,
the whale bones, so pretty,
but my body
still won't make the grade...
still won't make the grade...
still won't make the grade. -
2
2:32
Time of Your Life - Jack Conte
by jackcontemusic 85,707 views
See me LIVE in San Francisco: http://tinyurl.com/ConteSF13
New EP coming Spring 2013!
Buy this song on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4
or direct from me (in any digital format you like):
http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
Time of Your Life is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Time of Your Life, by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
Still searching,
still guessing,
still lurching,
but are you having the time of your life?
Still waiting,
still pacing,
still playing,
but are you having the time of your life?
Help me!
I don't know what to be anymore!
Still checking,
still chasing,
still dressing,
but are you having the time of your life?
Same faces,
same stories,
same places.
Help me!
I am salt in the sea.
Still searching,
still guessing,
still lurching,
but are you having the time of your life?
Are you having the time of your life? -
3
2:56
Sinking Feeling - Jack Conte
by jackcontemusic 64,641 views
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New EP coming Spring 2013!
Buy this song on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4
or from me (in any digital format you like): http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
Quick side not to all my fans: coming back to YouTube after the time it took to record VS4 has been rewarding for me beyond belief. You guys have just been so supportive and welcoming, and I am so grateful for all your encouragement. Thank you for giving me the life I've always dreamed of! Being able to make music for a living is as good as it gets.
Sinking Feeling is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Sinking Feeling, by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
Maybe I'll come true,
but I got this sinking feeling
that nothing's real anymore.
But I don't care, do you?
I got this sinking feeling
that nothing's real anymore.
Tell your friends about it,
maybe they'll love it, maybe they'll hate it.
You never know, it could be a lie.
You get what you choose,
and I got this sinking feeling
that nothing's real anymore.
Tell your friends about it,
maybe they'll love it, maybe they'll hate it.
You never know, it could be a lie.
Maybe I'm just blue,
but I got this sinking feeling
that nothing's real anymore.
Tell your friends about it,
maybe they'll love it, maybe they'll hate it.
You never know, it could be a lie.
Maybe I'll come true,
but I got this sinking feeling
that nothing's real anymore.
Yeah I got this sinking feeling
that nothing's real anymore. -
4
2:56
The Time Has Come - Jack Conte VideoSong
by jackcontemusic 59,619 views
See me LIVE in San Francisco: http://tinyurl.com/ConteSF13
New EP coming Spring 2013!
This song is in My Big Package! 26 songs for $20!
http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/my-big-package
Buy this song on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4 or
Direct from me (in any digital format you like): http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
"The Time Has Come" is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
"The Time Has Come," by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
The time has come
for all good men
to sink or swim or die.
The boats are broke
and the bow is stuck,
and the waves are crashing high.
Oh! Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
The time has come
for all good men
to jump or float or fly.
The cockpit cracked
and the captain croaked
and the wind is tearing by.
Oh! Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
The time has come
for all good men
to want or wish or try.
Our brains are blank
and our bones are breaking
and the years are blowing by.
Oh! Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time? -
5
2:35
Jack Conte - Off with His Head VideoSong
by jackcontemusic 78,237 views
See me LIVE in San Francisco: http://tinyurl.com/ConteSF13
New EP coming Spring 2013!
Buy this song on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4
or direct from me (in any digital format you like):
http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
"Off with His Head" is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Oboe - Jocelyn Bentley-Prestwich
Clarinet - Troy Steinmetz
Trombone - Matt Payne
Trumpet - Andy Wilke
Violin - Anton Patzner
Cello - Lewis Patzner
"Off with His Head," composed and orchestrated by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
Off with his head, it's all for the best,
my eyes hang down with sorrow.
I moan and bellow for lost tomorrows,
gone away.
Off with his head, you lose what you bet.
Your will reigns down with terror,
oh feel the horror, oh see the fury
upon us all.
Lie in the sun - I keep my guard on --
cuz nothing ever comes when you expect.
Shoot all our guns, let's kill off our sons!
We've too much time,
and too much life,
too many precious days.
Off with his head, it's all for the best.
Your will reigns down with terror,
oh feel the horror, oh see the fury
upon us all.
Lie in the sun - I keep my guard on --
cuz nothing ever comes when you expect.
Shoot all our guns, let's kill off our sons!
We've too much time,
and too much life,
too many precious days.
Off with his head, it's all for the best,
my eyes hang down with sorrow.
I moan and bellow for lost tomorrows,
gone away. -
6
3:32
Long Long Time Ago - Jack Conte
by jackcontemusic 161,074 views
See me LIVE in San Francisco: http://tinyurl.com/ConteSF13
New EP coming Spring 2013!
This song is in My Big Package! 26 songs for $20!
http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/my-big-package
Buy this song direct from me: http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
or iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
"Long Long Time Ago" is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Long Long Time Ago, by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
He lived down by the farmhouse
where the stray cats sleep at night,
just a deck of cards,
two fold out chairs,
and the ghost of his wife.
And the devil lived in his doorway,
kept out the love and hope.
He lived a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.
He lost one yellow Sunday,
when he reached into his throat
and pulled out all the people
that he had been
and tried to choke.
But together they overwhelmed him,
and he couldn't help but explode.
He lost a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.
Asked a man in town,
and they said he's lawless.
Said he was strange, and he was all alone.
No place to go,
he went up in smoke.
Well he left in a hurry
when the cops kicked in his door.
He jumped out the second story,
limped down the road
and hijacked a car.
He stuck his head out the broken window,
and he howled like the devil's own.
He left a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.
Asked a man in town,
and they said he's lawless.
Said he was strange, and he was all alone.
No place to go,
he went up in smoke.
He flew right past the border,
he ditched the car and dyed his hair.
He took out his deck of cards
for a couple last rounds
of solitaire,
and he slept just like a baby,
though the night was hard and cold.
He flew a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.
When he passed through the devil's doorway,
well he knew just where he was.
He threw back his head and howled
as he resigned himself
to dust.
And they found him in the Rio Fuerte.
His body was still afloat.
He passed a long, long, long time,
a long time ago. -
7
2:14
Mercenary - Jack Conte VideoSong
by jackcontemusic 68,870 views
See me LIVE in San Francisco: http://tinyurl.com/ConteSF13
New EP coming Spring 2013!
This song is in My Big Package! 26 songs for $20!
http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/my-big-package
Buy this song from me at http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
or on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
"Mercenary" is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
"Mercenary," by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
If you don't want to,
then you don't have to.
If you don't need it,
then just don't take it.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.
You take the one road,
and I'll take the other.
You take the payload,
and I'll duck and cover.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.
Mercenary.
Mercenary.
We got a switchblade,
they got machine guns.
We got sore legs,
and they're coming to get us.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.
If you don't want to, then you don't have to.
Mercenary.
Mercenary. -
8
2:26
Away - Jack Conte
by jackcontemusic 59,508 views
See me LIVE in San Francisco: http://tinyurl.com/ConteSF13
New EP coming Spring 2013!
Buy this song on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/JackConteVS4
or direct from me http://jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/vs4
http://www.jackconte.com
http://www.facebook.com/JackConteMusic
http://www.twitter.com/jackconte
2nd YouTube Channel http://www.youtube.com/JackConteExtras
"Away" is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Lyrics:
Away we go,
away we float.
Time to lift away.
Away we rise,
away we fly.
Time to drift away.
And time will tell if all is real.
Time's been right all my life,
through all my mistakes.
Time to slip away.
Away we burn,
away we turn.
Time to lift away.
Away we rise,
away we fly.
Time to drift away.
And time will tell if all is real.
Time's been right all my life,
through all my mistakes.
Time to slip away.
Away we go,
away we float.
Time to lift away.