You Should

by Blisses B

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“An incredible knack for musical exploration, breaking barriers between genres with reckless abandon. Pushing envelopes to blend bluegrass, rock and punk into an amalgamation of musical originality.” - Shakedown News

”Juxtaposed” takes a whole lot of folk and classic rock musicians, throws them in a bag and shakes liberally…The opening track to the CD is well placed, as it draws you into the rest.” – They Know Stuff.com

“Blisses B don’t so much cross genre divides as run a steam roller over them. The best part is that they truly sound like they relish their complete freedom.” – Americana UK

“You Should is full of jubilant funk and folk festival fare that never bogs down.” – East Bay Express

credits

released May 15, 2009

Noah Libby - Vocals, Guitar, Banjo
Ben Keegan - Guitar, Mandolin, Keyboards, Vocals
James Touzel – Upright Bass, Electric Bass, Clarinet
Matt McBride - Drums, Percussion

Additional Musicians:
Katy Rexford - Fiddle on “Surfing Boogie Boards”
Camilla Lombard - Washboard on “Surfing Boogie Boards”
Tyler Smith - Flute on “Condone”

Produced by Blisses B
Engineered by Jay Pellicci at Tiny Telephone Studios in San Francisco, CA
Additional Engineering by Ben Keegan at Spaceship Studios in San Francisco, CA
Mixed by Ryan Massey at Sharkbite Studios in Oakland, CA
Mastered by John Golden at Golden Mastering in Ventura, CA


Music by Noah Libby and Blisses B
Lyrics by Noah Libby / Big Smooth ASCAP (2009)


Cover Paintings by Jesus Chaidez
Layout by Marty Kenney

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Blisses B San Francisco, California

Blisses B has pioneered a sound that is all their own using a medley of acoustic and electric instruments in dynamic ways. Their motto: We will see you down at the shore, in your canoe, and give you the push you won’t admit you need.

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Track Name: Juxtaposed
Blisses B - Juxtaposed

Said more than I wanted to,
Like everyone can hear.
See less when it’s late at night,
Or maybe it’s just fear.
I can say hey, you can just say what you wanted to,
I can’t take my time.
Pour less as we linger on,
Maybe this here is my prime.

Can’t take it lying down,
Chin up son with that frown.
It’s a little less than expected now,
That ain’t juxtaposed.

Fog thick on the 280 now,
Asleep at the wheel.
Phone call and the dice is rolled,
Snake eyes and wipers peel.
Bought wine as an olive branch,
Won’t make an even keel.
Matchstick in a howling wind,
Blow torch is your appeal.

Can’t take it lying down,
Chin up son with that frown.
It’s a little less than expected now,
That ain’t juxtaposed.

Tweed couch rubs against my leg,
So begins the chafing skier.
Make decisions quite hastily,
Appear more before they’re here.
I can decide why, you can make the people’s choice,
I can’t take my time.
We’re all here in a desperate light,
Count three as you, me, and mine.

Can’t take it lying down,
Chin up son with that frown.
It’s a little less than expected now,
That ain’t juxtaposed.
Track Name: Tick Tock
Blisses B - Tick Tock

Timing it right at night, So I put up a fight,
To let you know.
Let me just say, It’s each and everyday
As we get old.
Can I just find, A new way,
To divide.
You can just go, Further than you know,
No need to reply.
We take time, On the guiding line,
Based on what we know.
To provide, A self service of,
Your full stride

Though I want to let you know when we’re alone,
I got to just say,
Why I and Uht I Yay!
I know,
You’re more or less the one I want,
I got to just go,
Why I and Uht I oh!

Now holding on, to what was wrong
I complied.
But faking it is never quite the same,
But you always stay in the frame.
I swear I can commit, but when is time
Is my crime.
Links to my past, Indian style,
In the grass,
Public pools, rubber cement prudes,
I walk by.
Middle School, can show you who
Will get gone

Though I want to let you know when we’re alone,
I got to just say,
Why I and Uht I Yay!
I know,
You’re more or less the one I want,
I got to just go,
Why I and Uht I oh!

Caught in line, Friends hold close,
Their line.
You were letting go, of something old
And so tried.
A passionate flight, a Macintosh bite,
Lost your pride.
Designed by a family tree, we are provided by
Lost lives.
So where to now, lease is up and loud
You push two.
I guess this midlife is more or less
Unglued.

Though I want to let you know when we’re alone,
I got to just say,
Why I and Uht I Yay!
I know,
You’re more or less the one I want,
I got to just go,
Why I and Uht I oh!
Track Name: Condone
Blisses B - Condone

You would like to see me like I’m there on my own,
I wasn’t fearing the psalms or burnt fronds that you know.
When wooed your heart becomes a lit baton,
Couldn’t hold it with gloves or distinguish the nubs at the end of my arms.

You can rely on me,
And the world would see,
That your heart is pure,
More than you know.

Why, tell yourself that we’re here from before,
No I wasn’t seeing the crimes as advice.
Two is more than what you see from the shore,
Though as blue as can be, we repeat all this greed.

You can rely on me,
And the world would see,
That your heart is pure,
More than you know.

Your wrongs, are moving from the right of the road.
Good gaining speed, I can now see what I didn’t know.
So I attach means, to the problems I had as a teen,
We are all selfish in rhyme, though we dine on hope of a feast.

You can rely on me,
And the world would see,
That your heart is pure,
More than you know.
Track Name: A.Q.
Blisses B - A.Q.

I wasn’t relying,
On your many new reasons.
Seems you can’t live,
In a city without seasons.
This is my California,
Proud and I should warn you.
Wagons west was your leaning,
Now you’re finding allegiance.

Your brother’s advice was gold,
Neighbor sold you his olds’
Your Mom wasn’t saying no,
Dad will sing you a psalm that you know.

Deciding on your neighbors,
Keep that suit tailored.
You were fighting hearings,
On trial your hoop earrings.

Your brother’s advice was gold,
Neighbor sold you his olds’
Your Mom wasn’t saying no,
Dad will sing you a psalm that you know.
Track Name: Open Hand, Weak Wrist
Blisses B - Open Hand, Weak Wrist

I’ve said, there’s more to life than making your bed.
Peel back the sheet with your fever.
You’ve moved, one of four using a broom,
“Can’t say it’s better”, “Me either”.
Sleep late, each dinner a reasonable rate.
She’d like to keep you just like the beaver.
Late walks, midlife with a terrible cough,
The Captain has to stay a believer.

Everybody’s older than they show,
I’m letting you know again.
I wish I were bolder than Thoreau,
A man who needs no friends.

Can’t be confined, when making your dime
Recruits for places to stay when you leave here.
Off to your next jaunt, we all still have wants.
Tap of the right arm for a reliever.
I’ve met, those who live for breaking the bread,
Mind numb hunched over the seether.
True to form, TV forms the cultural norm,
Can’t let go of your dealer.

Everybody’s older than they show,
I’m letting you know again.
I wish I were bolder than Thoreau,
A man who needs no friends.

Your farm, is tainted from the negative arms,
Crop can’t seem to grow through the reader.
Plugged in, architecturally a product of him,
He’s left the rest to your meters.
As for me, lights on and off while the cortex breathes,
Trying to just make sense of my ether.
Quit the cap seemed like a thoughtful knack,
This is my fruition of Eden.

Everybody’s older than they show,
I’m letting you know again.
I wish I were bolder than Thoreau,
A man who needs no friends.
Track Name: Surfing Boogie Boards
Blisses B - Surfing Boogie Boards

I am never wrong when it depends,
On where you wanna go on the weekend.
We’re surfing boogie boards in the deep end,
And I don’t wanna know.
So I could tell you less as a defense,
Or maybe use my time that ain’t me man.
Is there less that you can know in reference,
But I don’t wanna grow.

Didn’t really play when you were young,
But I wasn’t wrong.
Bought a bass and things were never strong,
Never had fear.
Sold it off for $200 bucks in gear,
Plus a little tea.
Now I’m here to pluck for you,
My golden feathered wing.

So how can I depend on the beatnicks,
When they have all grown old and got rich.
So where will we all thrive, at the peach pit?
I don’t wanna move.
So I can see less as a pretense,
To where I want to be in 6/10.
Everything’s so clear as we exit,
But will I lose my pine.

Didn’t really play when you were young,
But I wasn’t wrong.
Bought a bass and things were never strong,
Never had fear.
Sold it off for $200 bucks in gear,
Plus a little tea.
Now I’m here to pluck for you,
My golden feathered wing.

So where will we all be when it all bends?
Maybe by ourselves on the weekends.
And I can tell you less as a defense,
Because I don’t wanna grow.
Could it really be the time to make sense,
Throw caution to the wind and break sequence
So when do we let go, are we this dense?
I think it’s more than we show.

Didn’t really play when you were young,
But I wasn’t wrong.
Bought a bass and things were never strong,
Never had fear.
Sold it off for $200 bucks in gear,
Plus a little tea.
Now I’m here to pluck for you,
My golden feathered wing.
Track Name: When In Fact
Blisses B - When In Fact

Orange groves, 1989
Salt pellets and a brand new dime.
BMX would slowly fade,
Make way for the cruiser wave.

I would never steer you wrong,
Gather round as I wrote you this song.
Curbs seemed taller those days.
All these miles up north, I stay away.

Almost is horseshoes and hand grenades,
Paper routes, broken arms, and pencils shave.
Baker’s dozens never worked out anyway,
Sign the cast and prove your age.

I would never steer you wrong,
Gather round as I wrote you this song.
Curbs seemed taller those days.
All these miles up north, I stay away.

Blue bomber will pave the way,
Ridden to the ground, two packs a day.
Crossroads and some purple coats,
Your heart, with a stenciled note.

I would never steer you wrong,
Gather round as I wrote you this song.
Curbs seemed taller those days.
All these miles up north, I stay away.
Track Name: Lemur
Blisses B - Lemur

When you say that I talk too loud,
By myself or in a desperate crowd,
That ain’t me.
Met a girl, left an island town,
Lemurs jumped and you leapt abound,
Just to be two.

I’ve set, it off in my head,
That you can’t fear me now.
Though tried, the tale is wise,
And you should get gone, come on.

Insects pinned beneath a glass plate,
We shared thoughts on years to date,
You weren’t being true to you.
I’ve been thinking a little more often now,
Mostly ranging just from soft to loud,
But none about your youth.

I’ve set, it off in my head,
That you can’t fear me now.
Though tried, the tale is wise,
And you should get gone, come on

What you left ain’t an aftermath,
More or less just your desperate ash,
Leaving two.
Mid Flight to South Africa,
You wrote a postcard to him and her,
I hope you burn.

I’ve set, it off in my head,
That you can’t fear me now.
Though tried, the tale is wise,
And you should get gone, come on
Track Name: Wooden Ghosts
Blisses B - Wooden Ghosts

When everybody got up late,
There wasn’t room for debate.
We’ll design our next few years,
By shaping the mold we hold so dear.

Couldn’t really see with these horizon bends,
Tried to keep your shadow in view.
I’m changing lenses with the light of day,
I can hardly see you now, as this music ends.

Records and beers real late,
A few laughs instead of grace.
Brave move in moving here,
The best I’ve made in 29 years.

Couldn’t really see with these horizon bends,
Tried to keep your shadow in view.
I’m changing lenses with the light of day,
I can hardly see you now, as this music ends.

You and me, all these friends we know
We’re all relying on each other’s goals,
Looking like wooden ghosts.
But when we cut ties, with all that we know
I want to say it like it was before
Because it’s so much more!
Track Name: You Should
Blisses B - You Should

I wasn’t paying less,
Provided it’s more.
How were we all so wrong?
Guess I’ll get the door.
I’m barely here enough,
So I held my tongue a while.
They said, “No more forget me nots”
Old phrases can cut clear.

I wasn’t feeling well,
Four-five counts
Everybody’s witty now.
How can we be here?
Oh, my dear.

We could all slap five,
Realize that I cared.
Not sure what the end will be,
Pencil to be prepared.
I’m tired of phone calls,
I know you mean well.
The car is doing fine,
My mind can’t be compared.

I wasn’t feeling well,
Four-five counts
Everybody’s witty now.
How can we be here?
Oh, my dear.

License frames and Credit Cards,
Links to hold on.
Every talk that we have
Begins, “Is everything okay?”
I reply in monotone,
Remembering an episode.
Boston was six years ago,
I don’t mean to be rude.

I wasn’t feeling well,
Four-five counts
Everybody’s witty now.
How can we be here?
Oh, my dear.