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Inclusions

by Ben Sollee

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1.
Intro 00:30
2.
Close To You 03:07
Close to You Sometimes, I wear feathers to feel close to the sky When I turn off the lights I am part of the night I’ve been layin’ next to you just to see if it feels right I want to be close to you, but you’re miles away Spent all my money to see how it feels to be poor Been wracking my brain trying to read this water-stained score. When am I gonna learn it ain’t about me… It’s about You I want to be close to you, but you’re miles away I picked up a shovel to feel close to the earth I’ve been running round in circles to find my way There must be something I can do To make things better I want to be close to you, but you’re miles away
3.
The Globe 02:55
The Globe I guess they never told you how the Globe burned down But it ain’t no secret, just ask around Some heart-sick man fed up with his fate Torched it to the ground in a desparate state He’d grown tired of the tragedies Tired of the death Tired of watching Romeo take One last breath For something as crazy as love The gave him all the books, but never taught him to read So when she first kissed him, I heard him beg and plead He saw the storm on the water, he felt every swell He was on top of a mountain then in the belly of a whale ‘Cause some days it’s a fountain Or an artesian well Sometimes it’s a bag of bricks Or some kind of spell There’s nothing as wild as love He wasn’t much for religion, but he learned to pray For occasions when the wine led his mind astray He built a chapel for his conscience, a shack for his regrets Sent desire to an island still he could not forget The sound of her touch The color of her song A jumble of words Where a space belongs For something as simple as love
4.
Hurting 02:18
Hurting Someone's taken the boy from your face Traded your eyes for those that have seen The shade of your innocence consumed in heat You put your hands in your pockets Buried as deep as they will go You're gonna find a reason You won't be at the show I can see the patterns I can feel the repetition …you’re hurting Something's perched there on the steeple You let your eyes follow it away Kick the rocks down the road There’s no use to pray Some days you won't remember But most days you can't forget How they pulled you from the water Separated from the rest “Who makes these rules? Who’s keeping tab?” You’re looking for answers Where there’s none to be had I can see the patterns I can feel the repetition …you’re hurting It’s gonna be alright, it’s gonna be alright Someone's taken the boy from your face Traded your eyes for those that have seen
5.
Embrace 04:13
Embrace If ever your hand should tremble And reach for my battered knee If ever your heart should shudder Embrace your thoughts of me If ever your memory should warm Your chest where I once kissed If ever my name should fall from your tongue Embrace your thoughts of me If ever you should forgive me For my youthful ignorance If ever a man should sprout from this boy Embrace your thoughts of me
6.
Bible Belt 04:36
Bible Belt Bought an old tux coat at the vintage store Had a few holes in it from the man before You wore a champagne dress Bought it at Target cause it cost less Rented an old house with spiral stairs Watched you walk down them with flowers in your hair Four months ago, I didn’t know your name But I guess even as strangers we rattled the cage There’s a few folks whisperin’ The billboards say what they won’t We didn’t ask your permission I won’t wear your bible belt Our baby boy was born late that year Our past caught up with us and caused a few tears But I loved you like a hard rain I just want to see you shed those chains Everyone’s tellin’ us, “You better know His name.” Every blind man needs his cane Yours are not my traditions I cannot cure your regrets We didn’t ask your permission And I won’t wear your bible belt
7.
Captivity 02:34
Captivity The heat of my brain turns the iron bars Around me to dust, but when I come to my senses It’s a winter’s day and There’s just a little rust I’m walking through the revolving doors in my mind But no matter how hard I try I can’t seem to get out the other side Cause everywhere I look is looking back… I’m a holy man in a stained glass cathedral But when I look in the mirror all I see is Cinder blocks and stainless steel I got eight tailored suits waitin’ for me When I get back home …if I ever get back home Everywhere I look is looking back to where I’m lookin’ When I get back to where I’m lookin’ to go You can hold me captive for all these things I’ve done But, I’m quite sure by now this ain’t the only race I’m gonna run She said she could never forget the look of my eyes It’s a misfortunate fortune that I’m in here But at least I’m still alive I once knew a man who traveled by the whistles’ aim It’s been forty years now and I just need someone to know my name I sprint towards freedom, how else would you move that way? But I ain’t as fast as I used to be and the dogs are catching up But I’m gonna die either way so I might as well die trying Everywhere I look is looking back to where I’m lookin’ When I get back to where I’m lookin’ to go
8.
Huddle on the Roof ||: Huddle on the roof child :|| Call it tribulations… I know my lord wouldn’t treat me this way ||: Huddle on the roof child :|| Read about the rapture… I know my lord wouldn’t leave me this way ||: Huddle on the roof child :||
9.
Cluttered Mind The golden pharaoh is on the road again The cat is scratching at the door In the other room Grandpa’s singing Nintendo comes on channel four An old cassette tape of Dr. King speaking A broken Walkman on the floor A heap of warm embraces That don’t fit me anymore Oh, what a cluttered mind The rusty barrel gathers the rainfall The broom is thrashing the floor Grandma says her hands are aching The tracking of a storm A bee takes shelter in the window Soon there’s hundreds more I can see their wings beating I can feel them swarm Oh, what a cluttered mind
10.
Electrified 03:43
Electrified The trees are electrified The streets that are electrified Your ears are electrified My voice is electrified If your heart is unsteady, they can make it beat in time If your mind confused, it can be clarified If your old-fashioned, you will be modernized Everything is electrified… If you’re lost in the jungle, use the satellites If you’re broke in the city, sneak on the bus line You lost your job, cause it was mechanized They said, “We have to compete when the market’s globalized” Everything is electrified… When my bare hands touch the base of you spine I feel you shudder and you close your eyes Move like a swallow and I’m Hypnotized Everything is electrified… Some folks are heroes, others may be vilified Assess your losses, learn to diversify Find your higher calling, and evangelize Build your congregation, now you’re televised Everything is electrified…
11.
I Need 05:09
I Need Man: You look so familiar You move like I thought you would You pray when you need to You said what I thought you’d say Woman: You are a believer You stand up for what you think is good We want all the same things You say take it day by day But I don’t know you like you think I should I want you as much as you want me I need you as much as you need me Woman: You make your own dreams You live up to them just like you should You taught me to hold my own But you never thought I could Man: You want to be simple You reach for the light at hand You tell me to move on You know that’s not how it works But I don’t know you like you think I should I want you as much as you want me I need you as much as you need me I know you as well as you know me I need you as much as you need me You want me as much as I want you You need me as much I need you You know me as well as I know you You need… I need

about

A very special thanks to DJ 2nd Nature and DL Jones for their generous time and creative energy helping to crack the code on what Inclusions was to become.

This record embodies the people, places, and things of my life. Whether intentional or incidental, their inclusion has come to define much of whom I am. So, I could very easily give thanks to everyone who has ever been a part of my life in any way. But today, now, in this tiny space I must thank my manager and friend, Jeffrey Smith, for being the first to believe in this project. Thanks to my Jedi-like producer, Duane Lundy, for his unique vision capturing and sculpting the sound of Inclusions and to his assistant Mike Burress. Thanks to Phillip March Jones for his friendship and brilliant artwork. Thanks to my mentor and big brother, Jon Rieger, for his unwavering support. Thanks to Katie Benson for her faith and tenacity in this and other projects. Thanks to Marianne and Jim Welch for their encouragement and for letting a cellist bang around on their piano. Thanks to Dr. Campbell for sharing his wonderful timpani with us for “I Need.” Thanks to all the folks at Crash Avenue Publicity and Thirty Tigers for helping tell the story of this music. And, deeply, thank you to my wife, Caitlin, for giving so much to my art and family.

A special thanks to the musicians of Inclusions for their time and creativity: Jordon Ellis, Harry Pickens, Cheyenne Mize, Emily Hagihara, Kevin Ratterman, Justin Craig, Scott Wilmoth, and Jacob Duncan.

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released May 10, 2011

Inclusions
Produced by Duane Lundy

Music and Lyrics by Ben Sollee, with lyrical contributions by Morgan O’Kane on “Captivity.” Music and Lyrics for “I Need” by Ben Sollee and Cheyenne Mize.

Inclusions was recorded and mixed by Duane Lundy at Shangrila Studios in Lexington, KY. Additional recording for songs “Huddle on the Roof” and “Captivity” by Kevin Ratterman at The Funeral Home, The Quilt Box, and The Garden in Louisville, KY.

Mastered by Gary Lurssen at Lurssen Mastering.

Artwork by Phillip March Jones
Layout and design by Carly Schnur

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Cellist. Composer. Father. Bicycle enthusiast. Kentuckian.

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