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A Place for Everyone

by Sonia Tetlow

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1.
I’m not drunk I’m just tired Been a marathon week of working and wired Cramming everything trying to fill up my brain to the brink But I gave it my all yah I left it on the table And when I stood up I felt rather unstable But that’s what I get for trying so hard to think On Mardi Gras morning When I’m stuck in school How could life be so cruel As a midterm scheduled at 9am on Mardi Gras morning I’m the biggest fool I forgot the golden rule When you’re out of state No one knows the date I’m not drunk but I hope I soon will be Gotta catch up to my friends in the Marigny Even if it’s virtually by the way of Facebook So I put on my feathers and some glitter for sparkle Not a costume per say, but in Georgia it’s a marvel So honey be a peach and try a friendlier look Cuz it’s Mardi Gras morning And I’m stuck in school How could life be so cruel As a midterm scheduled at 9am on Mardi Gras morning I’m the biggest fool I forgot the golden rule When you’re out of state No one knows the date No one knows the date It’s Mardi Gras morning And no one knows the date It’s Mardi Gras morning I’m not drunk, well maybe just a little I got OZ on but it’s harder to revel As a party of one when you’re 500 miles away So I guess that it’s time to chalk it up to higher learning Drink to my friends and hope that they’re burning A candle for two at both ends as they dance and play On Mardi Gras morning When I’m stuck in school How could life be so cruel As a midterm scheduled at 9am on Mardi Gras morning I’m the biggest fool I forgot the golden rule When you’re out of state No one knows the date And it’s just another cold Tuesday And you wonder what they’re going to say About your green and gold lame´ But you really don’t care anyway Cuz it’s Mardi Gras morning
2.
Guitars, guns and airboats Sunshine in the sky Moonlight in a Mason jar And care goes by and by Everything is motion (but) there’s a stillness in the wind will I ever have the chance to live like this again? Give me time Oh sweet angel of St. Martinville Give me time Time to sit and breathe Give me time And watch the clouds roll slowly Give me time Through a sea of Cyprus trees Gators in the grass Snakes are hanging from the trees There’s a slowness that’s surrounding Almost everything I see Just the thought of crawfish And I start throwing lines I hope I soak it all in to savor in my mind Give me time Oh sweet angel of St. Martinville Give me time Time to sit and breathe Give me time And watch the clouds roll slowly Give me time Through a sea of Cyprus trees Time goes by indifferently (yah) it’ll pass you by In a blink you’re on the brink So best enjoy the ride You can wander over water You can hover in the air Just take the time to witness All the beauty everywhere Give me time Oh sweet angel of St. Martinville Give me time Time to sit and breathe Give me time And watch the clouds roll slowly Give me time Through a sea of Cyprus trees Standing sentry At the edge of the bay
3.
Mr. Okra 03:29
I have the mango I have peaches I have plums I have eggplant I have yams and the mirliton I have blueberry I have cantaloupe too My name is Mr. Okra and I bring them all to you I said my name is Mr. Okra and I bring them all to you I have bell pepper Potato and pole bean I have cucumber I have the sweet strawberries I have kumquat I have apricot too My name is Mr. Okra and I bring them all to you I said my name is Mr. Okra and I bring them all to you There ain’t no joy Like your own employ No better plan I’m a self-made man I love my truck and what I do Gonna bring the garden straight to you When you hear my voice you’ll know it’s true I got joy, joy, joy, joy, joy I have the mango I have tomato and onion I have banana I have oranges and pecans I have celery Eatin’ pears and apples too My name is Mr. Okra and I bring them all to you I said my name is Mr. Okra and I bring them all to you There ain’t no joy Like your own employ No better plan I’m a self-made man I love my truck and what I do Gonna bring the garden straight to you When you hear my voice you’ll know it’s true I got joy, joy, joy, joy, joy Joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
4.
On Her Way 04:27
Walking with a mission She is trying to fight the symptoms of despair Looking at the trees And breathing in the air Thinking back on younger days And all the ways she’s stumbled getting here She stops to kick a stone and trips before it clears But she is on her way to Find some place new To watch the clouds float by Where the river meets the sky She is certainly familiar With the humble role of falling in the wrong Cuz steady as she goes Only lasts so long But the weaving and the wobble Aren’t the worst way you can follow Your own dreams And it’s better then backwards Or disappearing And she is on her way to Find some place new To watch the clouds float by Where the river meets the sky When something as simple As the night arrives And sounds and scents All come alive Remember you once did delight In the joy of the first firefly As crazy as it sounds She did take a look around and crack as smile It’s funny how a nudge Can carry you for miles So tripping over trees now And weaving through the breeze She’s moving on I can’t see her face But I can hear her song Cuz she is on her way to Find some place new To watch the clouds float by Where the river meets the sky She is looking forwards Moving towards a Slower pace of life Where the river meets the sky
5.
I went out on the ocean Vast beneath the sky For straight days I kept in my place Then cast it all aside I went down to the brink Stayed up til the breaking of the sun Watching the world fill up Through my empty cup I hope there’s a place for everyone And I can feel in this moment The tugging of the tides Telling tall tales to fill my sails With temporary guise I went down to the brink Stayed up til the breaking of the sun Watching the world fill up Through my empty cup I hope there’s a place for everyone Cuz I feel so torn in two Between my life inside And the things I have to do to get by Oh hungry heart With your pulse blood quickening Hold tight your love Til I can start to breathe again (so) I’m staring out at the ocean to where the sea meets the sky looking low and high for the ties that bind across all distance and time I went down to the brink Stayed up til the breaking of the sun Watching the world fill up Through my empty cup I hope there’s a place for everyone Watching the world fill up Through my empty cup I hope there’s a place for everyone
6.
This Time 03:40
Could it be premonition These dogs barking at night Can they see what kind of mystery Looms just out of sight Cuz I don’t feel superstitious But I can sense the rising signs Tensing tight with warning at The winding taut of time And I don’t want to be so vulnerable No I don’t want to be so vulnerable This time Mary called on Tuesday She got the weight pulling hard on her heart And I am stuck in Oklahoma Slipshod and praying I can’t shake this aching Like it’s all falling apart And I don’t want to be so vulnerable No I don’t want to be so vulnerable This time Speeding down in brakeless flight Skin and bones and compromises I realize there’s no stopping now So call me a reckoning Call me a liar Call me your sympathy Sweet honey fire Call me a consequence Call me a show Call me your loneliness But baby, baby please Don’t let go Cuz I don’t want to be so vulnerable No I don’t want to be so vulnerable This time
7.
Every day I wake up knowing The moment the light kisses my eyes That time is an endless road Stretching before me, slipping away And I am lost in the bosom of Abraham Let me go, let me find my way I have crossed every season of innocence Innocence Innocence Careful how you choose companions Careful when you cry out loud The sound of sorrow is the scent of weakness To those who will swarm in and cut you down And I am lost in the bosom of Abraham Let me go, let me find my way I have crossed every season of innocence Innocence Innocence Am I still human? Am I still human to you? If I should kneel before the altar And give up to God my only son But where was my angel of intercession And who now will save me from what I have done? I am lost in the bosom of Abraham Let me go, let me find my way I have crossed every season of innocence Innocence Innocence
8.
Atchafalaya 03:56
I got a bee in my bonnet A ragged old itch in my vein Once the water works its way in You ain’t never gonna be the same Bring me on down to the bayou Where the alligator roam And the crawfish build their castles high In the mud by the side of the road Bring me on down before the setting of the sun Cuz when they raise the gates tomorrow The Atchafalaya River gonna run I caught it hook, line and sinker I got the fever of the swamp I wanna dive beneath the floating land And dig up a fat catfish haunt Bring me on down to the Basin Where the sugarcane fields grow And the tractor trails of dust rise high All the way to Thibodeaux Bring me on down before the setting of the sun Cuz when they raise the gates tomorrow The Atchafalaya River gonna run I wanna climb every cypress Press my face into the bark Perch atop an eagle’s nest To watch for eyes glowing in the dark Bring me on down to the water Before the flood of silt descends I wanna ride beneath the risen bridge To where the open bay begins Bring me on down before the setting of the sun Cuz when they raise the gates tomorrow The Atchafalaya River gonna run Bring me on down before the setting of the sun Cuz when they raise the gates tomorrow The Atchafalaya River gonna run
9.
You sat up on the steps Lit your cigarette And told me not to fear But you, blowing out your smoke Coughed until you choked Blinking back your tears Don’t let the bastards get you down Everything comes back around And you said never mind the blood I’ve handled rougher stuff And I’m not leaving here But you are cut down to the bone I’m not leaving you alone But I’ll go get us a both a beer Don’t let the bastards get you down Everything comes back around But you say sometimes I wish I could just start again Or maybe better Finally give in But I Oh I I won’t let them get me down I know it’ll come around So you don’t need to worry I’ll just rest here awhile And watch time take a slow breath And blow on by
10.
I got the weight of the world pulling me down I got a phone in each hand and a man on the lam And all the buzz and the static is drowning out The sound of music I fear a head-on collision is round the next bend And I can’t get out when the tide’s rolling in So I think it’s time I run to the shelter in my head That’s music So I strap myself to a comet Just to feel what it was like And I found myself on Jupiter On my way to the moon On my way to the moon I can see straight to the ground Everything is clear No more fighting gravity No more fear Give my love to friend and foe I’m going where no one else can go cuz I strapped myself to a comet Just to feel what it was like And I found myself on Jupiter On my way to the moon On my way to the moon So don’t worry and don’t wait up So don’t worry and don’t wait up So don’t worry and don’t wait up I’m not coming back I strapped myself to a comet Just to feel what it was like And I found myself on Jupiter On my way to the moon On my way to the moon I am alive and I am living And I don’t just want to survive Cuz up here in the atmosphere I am free I am free I am free
11.
'light Again 03:49
I been pickin my way down to Arkansas switching ‘tween the rolls of Scruggs & claw wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again thinking ‘bout them redemptive dreams the ones we lose and what they mean wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again cuz it’s been oh my (oh my lord) oh my lord so long since I packed up (packed my troubles) my troubles and gone away to cross this country as the birds do fly hopping them rails and sipping that rye wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again making my living in a mason jar with my new banjo and my old guitar wonder if I’ll ever light again cuz it’s been oh my (oh my lord) oh my lord so long since I packed up (packed my troubles) my troubles and gone away it may seem lonesome to be on your own but the open road is where I’m home I might head on next down to New Orleans follow that river and find them dreams wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again or maybe out west towards a big blue sky where the deserts roll and the canyons rise wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again cuz it’s been oh my (oh my lord) oh my lord so long since I packed up (packed my troubles) my troubles and gone away I left pretty quick on a Christmas day Said, “I love you, but I just can’t stay.” wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again Cuz I can’t be everything for anyone and if you hold too tight I’m sure to run wonder if I’ll ever ‘light again it may seem lonesome to be on your own but the open road is where I’m home
12.
Ragdoll 04:02
Sometimes I feel like a ragdoll Held together by string Made out of parts From some leftover hearts Just trying to be something Sometimes I feel like a scarecrow Tethered and bound in the sun Made out of straw And this fatal flaw I’m still trying to overcome Oh lord I’m in trouble That woman got me on my knees Filling my head With things never said That still point the finger at me Cuz I feel my body aching I got this fever coming on Slow burning coal That won’t let me go Hot as the heat of a gun And I am caught in-between This push pull yearning for freedom And if it’s more than it seems How do you know How do you know? Cuz sometimes I feel like a statue Standing still as a stone While the world flies by And the spinning sky Blurs everything I’ve known I’m blown about by the wind Holding on again Blown about by the wind Holding on again
13.
Bring me comfort and the light give me time to get it right cuz I’ve been sober now for all of 14 days and I can feel the difference in the way I fill my skin and how memory keeps flooding back again I’ve been gone for far too long floating in a feint of fog gettin lit on whiskey nips to shine it on but when the morning sigh would come ‘neath the blinding truth of sun how my heavy head shamefully hung So bring me comfort and the light give me time to get it right cuz I’ve been sober now for all of 14 days and I can feel the difference in the way I fill my skin and how memory keeps flooding back again I’m too old to think the past can redeem this lot I’ve cast but at least I’m trying now every day and if I hold a constant hope it’s to believe my body knows how to heal itself so humbly I pray To bring me comfort and the light give me time to get it right cuz I’ve been sober now for all of 14 days and I can feel the difference in this shedding of my skin and how memory keeps flooding back again

about

Recorded half in New Orleans and half in Atlanta, the album features musicians from both cities and brings the two communities together on one record. Amy Ray of the Indigo Girls lends her voice and mandolin playing to “Bosom of Abraham.” Craig Klein of Bonerama sings a duet and conjures the streets of New Orleans with his trombone playing on “Mr Okra,” a song he co-wrote with Tetlow. The album also features a co-write with long-time friend and bandmate, Paul Sanchez on, “Angel of St. Martinville,” a song that Tetlow and Sanchez wrote with Jamie Lynn Vessels and Carla Bergeron while on a trip in the Atchafalaya Basin. Vessels and Bergeron also wrote "Jupiter to the Moon" with Tetlow. Other guests include members of Tetlow’s Atlanta band, Roxie Watson, Michelle Malone, Hannah Thomas and others.

The New Orleans tracks were recorded with a full drum kit (Linda Bolley) and electric bass (Mary Lasseigne) at Esplanade Studios. The Atlanta tracks were recorded with cajon (Chardy McEwan) and upright bass (Phil Skipper) at Griffin Mastering. Paul Sanchez, Jimmy Galloway and Jamie Lynn Vessels add electric guitar to Tetlow’s own acoustic and electric on different tracks. The result is an album that takes you on a journey from being stuck in school in the poppy “Mardi Gras Morning,” to the swamps of southern Louisiana in the rockin’ blues of “Atchafalaya,” from hoboing across country in the toe-tapping, whistle while you smile folk of “’light Again,” to the sweet harmony and nod to the Carter Family Fold in “Comfort and the Light.” All together the sounds of Louisiana and Georgia weave a rich and joyous tapestry of music and indeed create A Place for Everyone.

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released November 4, 2014

Engineered by Misha Kachkachishvili at Esplanade Studios (New Orleans, LA)
Engineered by Chris Griffin at Griffin Mastering (Atlanta, GA)
Mixed by Chris Griffin & Sonia Tetlow.
Mastered by Chris Griffin.
Produced by Sonia Tetlow.

All songs by Sonia Tetlow except where indicated.
©2014 SonicGrrl Music, BMI

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Sonia Tetlow Atlanta, Georgia

Sonia Tetlow is musician who studies the craft of song, a songwriter who performs with abandon, giving herself freely to the moment of live music making. Her music blends Atlanta indie and hints of punk rock with the New Orleans rhythms of her roots. She has had the pleasure of sharing the stage with artists such as Patti Smith, Indigo Girls, and Paul Sanchez and the Rolling Road Show. ... more

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