Perfectly Manufactured Reality

by MAC

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Three years into contemporary Celtic-Americana folk trio MAC’s (McKasson / Alexander / Cotter) exploration of what it means to be one branch of a centuries-old and always-evolving tradition while also being inescapably guided by influences from a number of musical languages, the heavy-hitting trio is releasing “Perfectly Manufactured Reality,” a gutsy Celtic-Americana album that depicts this creative journey from its infancy up to the present moment.

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Three years into contemporary Celtic-Americana folk trio MAC’s (McKasson / Alexander / Cotter) exploration of what it means to be one branch of a centuries-old and always-evolving tradition while also being inescapably guided by influences from a number of musical languages, the heavy-hitting trio is releasing “Perfectly Manufactured Reality,” a gutsy Celtic-Americana album that depicts this creative journey from its infancy up to the present moment.

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released October 6, 2018

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Track Name: Bluebird
She's a bluebird
Resting on the branches and the brambles
That you tattooed long ago
On your once-unweathered skin
She’s never known the sky
She was painted into place
By an artist
Who will wait until
The leather crumbles in

She's a bluebird
Leaping from her nest with abandon
Discovering her wings
Have not quite broken in
We’ll find her on the ground
We’ll patch her up and say
She's an artist
She will paint
A masterpiece of where she's been

She's a bluebird
Calling out to any who will listen
It’s beautiful to hear her
She’ll end as she begins
She's a bluebird
A bluebird
Watch her fail to fly
Then watch her fight to fail to fly again
Track Name: The Snows That Melt The Soonest
The snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The corn, it ripens fastest when the frost is settling in
And when a women tells me my face, she’ll soon forget
Before we part, I’ll wage a crown she’s fein to follow yet

The snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The swallow flies without a thought, as long as it is spring
But when spring goes and winter blows, my lass and you’ll be fein
For all your pride to follow me across the raging main

So say me no farewell here; no farewell I’ll receive
So you shall set me to the stile, then kiss and takde your leave
And I’ll stay here til the moorcock calls and the martlet takes his wing
For the snow aye melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing

So say me no farewell
No farewell
I’ll stay

The snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The bee that flew when summer shone, in winter cannot sting
And I’ll stay here til the moorcock calls and the martlet takes his wing
For the snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
Track Name: Row On
Clouds are upon the summer sky
There’s thunder in the wind
Row on, row on, and homeward high
Nor take one look behind

Row on, row on another day
May shine with brighter light
Ply, ply the oars and pull away
There’s dawn beyond the night

Bear where thou goest the words of love
Say all that words can say
Changeless affection and strength to prove
And speed upon the way

Row on, row on another day
May shine with brighter light
Ply, ply the oars and pull away
There’s dawn beyond the night

Like yonder river would I fly
To where my heart would be
My barque would soon outsail the tide
That hurries to the sea

Row on, row on another day
May shine with brighter light
Ply, ply the oars, and pull away
There’s dawn beyond the night

But yet a star shines constant, still
Through yonder cloudy skies
And hope, as bright, my bosom fills
From faith that cannot die

Row on, row on another day
May shine with brighter light
Ply, ply the oars, and pull away
There’s dawn beyond the night
Row on, row on another day
May shine with brighter light
Ply, ply the oars, and pull away
There’s dawn beyond the night
Track Name: Thief In The Night
Last night when I woke up
I was shooting pool with Lady Luck
She bought my soul for a measly buck
She said all she ever wanted was to dance

I asked her what was in her cup
She said "Life" and then she drank it up
She had an American flag on her pickup truck
And "Freedom" was sewn onto her jeans

She said, she said "California is the place to be
They'll match the quota of your every need
They'll tell you cocaine harmonies
When all you ever wanted was a chant."

And she said, "The night looks like it's never been as young
As when it had a vision."
She said, "You used to call his name
You used to hold his hands
But now you're making love
And now you're making plans
You didn't know the moment
You didn't know the date
You didn't know my fortune
You didn't know my fate
You said, ‘There's no time to wait when you're a thief in the night.’"

I realized all of heroes they are dead
They died in their beds
With loaded shotguns to their heads
And victim tattooed on their hands

I sought counsel in a group of some
I asked them if it was what they'd done
They said - they said - they said, "The good, the good, they all die young
And never - they never, ever, ever meet demand.”

In the group I saw my friend
I said to him, "What a way for a life to end."
He said "Well, have you been born again?"
I said, "No, it's just a change of plans."

And he said, "The night looks like it's never been as young
As when it had a vision."
He said "You used to cry
You used to get high
But now you're scraping
Just to get by
Once you were Jesus
You were the Son
You were the Father
You were Everyone
But now that is - that is - that is - that is done
And you're a thief in the night."

I went to the edge to see
The bottom of the drifter's sea
Where lonely dreamers cash in their dreams
For a case of beer and a year's supply of food stamps

Sinatra was there without a clue
His eyes were red, they were no longer blue
He said "What's a swinging boy to do
But sleep with - sleep with liars and tramps?"

I said, "What's this world coming to?"
He said, "There's something burning new."
I said, "You must have felt that once now, didn't you?"
"But now the light has flickered from your lamp."

And he said, "The night looks like it's never been as young
As when it had - had a - had a - had a vision."
He said "You used to think
This world would never end
You thought you have the chance
To do it all again
But now you're in Heaven
Or you're in - you’re in - you’re in Hell
As far as I can tell - I can tell - as far as I can tell
It's just as well
For there are no freedom bells

There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom
No freedom
There are…there is no freedom bell
There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom bells
There are no freedom
There are no freedom
There are no freedom bells

When you are…
When you are…
When you are…

You used to cry
You used to get high
But now you’re scraping
Just to get by
Once you were Jesus
You were the Son
You were the Father
You were Everyone
But now that is done
And you’re a thief in the night

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