Tell Yourself It's Only The Weather

by Shoeshine Blue

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MARCH 24th @ ALBERTA STREET PUB (Portland) W/ Folded Forest and Denim Wedding

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released June 19, 2012

“Imagine a lovely ghost singing at an old bluesman’s funeral.”

-Amy Mccullough (Willamette Week)

“Encountering Shoeshine Blue for the first time is like fiddling with the radio dial while driving through the heartland of America……’Talk Real Slow’ and the band’s 2004 EP ‘Sometimes Through The Static’ are homespun amalgamations of restless living room folk and hot-blooded blues.”

Anika Sabin (Willamette Week)

The rootsy tunes of Shoeshine Blue sound as timeless as the best and most authentic Americana, featuring grave digging acoustic guitar, rail-yard harmonica, loping upright bass, Whiskeytown harmonies, and some mournful violin playing from drummer Shaw McLain. However, the lyrics of native Missourian Michael Apinyakul are fully immersed in the here and now. In a cautious Willy Vlautin-like murmer, he mentions crummy jobs, digital zeros and ones, meth labs, and Portland bus routes, in songs that deal with fragility and frustration of connecting with other human beings.”

-Ned Lannamann (Portland Mercury)

PHOTOS BY ERIN BERZEL

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Shoeshine Blue Portland, Oregon

Lo-fi, literary, blues, folk, gospel, and weirdly doo wop. Shoeshine Blue is songwriter, Michael Apinyakul, and a talented ship of pirates who follow him into the great sea of song. Soulful folk for soulful folks.

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Track Name: Rust On The Bills
By the light of the morning
when you open your eyes
there's people waitin' on a loan and it's no surprise
now if you get the chills
there's frost on the windows, rust on the bills

dry as the desert
green as the hills
there's wood in the whiskey
and fire in the pills
now hold yourself together
tell yourself it's only the weather

there's money to the north
borders to the south
the great migration of hand to mouth
we're spendin' money with the mobs
harder to do when your loosing your job.
Track Name: One Fool At A Time
It's 3 O'clock in the morning
there's a pain that wells inside
does it call you by your first name, Clementine
does it burn like a candle
does it sacrifice like wine
you let a pretty little folk song do you everytime

all my stories end in warnings
bored to death of feeling blue
all possessions end in nothing
all I ever had was you

the currency of devotion
don't spend like a nickel or dime
it buries itself in a budget of passing time
so if you loose your companion
to a debt you cannot pay
remember that your lover owes the same

all my stories end in warnings
bored to death of feeling blue
all possessions end in nothing
all I ever had was you

the universe is expanding
but here's the thing about space and time
you can glue the whole thing together
one fool at a time
Track Name: Contrasting Lines
meet me in the tall grass
I'll lay you in the darkest pines
all I see are contrasting lines
in the valentines

only with the light off
only with the light off
only with the light off will you see me
only with the light off

marry me the mountain
divorce me from the low low tide
every single wave that we ride
is calm inside

only with the light off
only with the light off
only with the light off will you see me
only with the light off
Track Name: Thunderhead
work all day but it's never enough
car breaks down, gotta take the bus oh no
are you gonna make it there on time
to the bus stop baby

falling in love on company time
girl, you know my love don't cost a dime
are we gonna walk, are we gonna run
into a thunderhead
thunderhead?

smokestacks burn till the summers freeze
don't you know that grass don't grow on trees
if we don't stay, well who's gonna save
our muddy river baby

and if we ever run out of gasoline
we'll have to get by on our own steam
is it gonna burn is it gonna turn us
back in time baby
a thunderhead?
Track Name: No Canary (ever believed in astrology)
we both looked our best in the windswept west
we were younger
neither death nor bottle of wine could tame our souls
you never slow down when you're filled with the hunger
but love won't stick if you're always letting go

if the memory starts to fade light a candle
it's ok to howl at a crescent moon
when that shifty old love was more than you could handle
it's ok to sleep through the afternoon

the weather turns again
and the sun calms her down
and the stars reveal no curse
for stones don't throw themselves

all of us got our own bones to bury
no one has ever walked a perfect line
we're mining for coal and working without a canary
and all I want, babe, is your little hand in mine

and the weather turns again
and the sun calms her down
and the stars reveal no curse
for stones don't throw themselves
you're everything you say
you're everything you do
if the weather turns again
I'll be coming back to you