Mileage EP

by Shotgun Language

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    These songs came a long way. They are not the kind that are made up easily - they've grown on me, some of them for years even, and it has taken me up until now to bring them to life in an honest way.

    Mileage is what we all get out of living: there's always something tearing on you, either grinding the surface or slowly aching up a hole inside of you and it makes me wish for something less complicated ... but we're not engines and there are no spare parts; there's just roads and races to run from here and to eternity and you have to learn how to kick it. Pick a pace and a direction, pick someone to ride shotgun, a lover or a friend ...

    The five tracks on these album relate in one way or another to going places or staying put, investing in something or leaving it behind for some other option and a different horizon. I wrote these songs with the place I grew up on in mind and I ended up doing most of the recordings there. I've tried playing them in the veins of the artists and bans I used to spend all night listening to as a kid growing up in one of this worlds many forgotten small places at the edge of great acres.

    The Mileage EP is free to download, no charge whatsoever ... download and spread it as much as you like, play it for your old ma and pa. Give it away, do as you wish with it.
    I'll see you down the road /Gustav
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Shotgun Language is Gustav Berry

Written, performed and recorded by Shotgun Language 2009-2010. Mixed at Brickstad, Klockrike by Shotgun Language . Mastered in studio Hångelrummet by Niels Nielsen.

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released 04 November 2010
Electric and acoustic guitars, fiddle, lapsteel, banjo, organs and vocals by Gustav Berry

Thank you! Niels, Josephine, Peter, Nattskiftet, friends and family.

Coverart by L'Ale Emma K Pochette

Shotgun Language is a part of the Cortina collective

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Well. It's a love story.

It's me and this piece of land and everything that inhabits ... more it.

Clouds and grass, people, lost cats, feelings and empties thrown by the roadsides.

It's a map. A map I live by, that I find my way and that get lost by.

I've always been here, beholding. And here I tell. less

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Track Name: Mileage at 23
Stargazing Sarah and the lost lovers choir, where to go to not lose grip tonight? I got some trouble that ails me and no friends down this road but I got a fight to be had

And honey if I'm gunned down tonight, would you carry my bones around your lily white neck and tell the boys with business at the end of all roads I got it good

Seems I've been down this track for a lifetime and it got to bringing me down but it's not the years hon' it's the mileage of every race I've run, and I wished I knew my way around engines so I could get myself fixed. Pick me apart and then set me back again, change these parts that ain't me

And honey if I'm gunned down tonight, would you carry my bones around your lily white neck and tell the boys with business at the end of all roads I got it good

Hand this shirt here to my brother, give this knife to my pa. Place a kiss on their cheeks, tell them I'll write them some lines from where I'm going to and tell them not to wait up tonight cause I see tunnels where there ought to be light and I got my headlights off
Track Name: Carrier
I'm a carrier of millstones weight of trouble, a brokenhearted boy's love and messed up rubble and
I threw all I had down the wishingwell

I wear my heart on the outside of my best shirt,
so you can tell my aim and run down and tell her
that I threw all I had down a rusty drain, I
threw all I had into what I thought was a wishing well.
but I got ripped off by a tried out tale. You can tell her that if you catch her, I want no other

I'm a carrier of ten times rundown heartaches , I'm half a leaver and half a lover and a little bit eager and I threw all I had down the wishingwell

I'm carrier of dreams that died in fire when I said baby go, love don't stick around downers, so I threw all I had down a rusty drain, threw all I had down what I thought was a wishingwell but I got ripped off by a tried out tale. You can tell her that if you catch her, I want no other
Track Name: Shaking the ether
Betty you always write me off as a drone in your distance, some slow choking sound with the best parts missing, a cut-off cord transmission but honey I'm singing out a heart full of blisters for you

It's just that I've seen one to many hearts get staked on that sawtooth horizon, the one we hung our hate and love on and always seeing them cuts will make you old girl

So now I'm here trying my damndest to shake the ether, I'm trying to amplify the missing of all our bygones and never dared kisses, they'll all be heard hollering across the acres tonight

Cause I've sold some stuff off and hooked us up girl so call the others and get 'em down dancing cause I've got some wine and seven handfuls of that stuff that numbs the rough cuts ... so shake it.
Track Name: I was never young
Let's get lost, get some, get the big hustle on tonight.
Let out the hearts, stars boys and girls and push for the heist, but you can count me out and you can come around and you can figure out why I'm dying downtown tonight ...

I was never young, I was old

And I'm sorry to break it to you but you don't have the hearts to make it anywhere ever or tonight cause it's a hard ways walk to make a peace of your own, to get out while you can, to not sink down unknown

So tonight I move shaken by a low sound, calling out from the edge of great acres, taking me out to where I can lay low, to where I can stay old. I was never young, like you.
Track Name: Out cold
I'm out cold, I've never really know much beyond that I'm just a loner on long leave but I'd sink like a stone if only ever you'd give me a glare girl, and would you look my way I'd hook you up to sensations far from this dead end rut

I walk alone never catching on no stepping stones, I'm out cold in the city and I don't have a thing to show all I do is just cast a shadow when I turn to leave you then I'm gone gone, I'm nothing more but a blown down scarecrow, I'm out cold in the city