Plainfield

by Pamela Means

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Black Bear 04:04
BLACK BEAR (BOOGIE ON) by Pamela Means dated me a black girl had to hide my heart pulchritudinous but had me in disregard wooed witty white women wrested back control twisting contortionism took its toll black bear, gone black bear, boogie on boogie on dated many men a long long time ago all i say ain't doin' that no more my guitar don't backtalk or lie i'm a little player and she's my guide black bear, gone black bear, boogie on black bear, gone black bear, boogie on boogie on
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JAMES MADISON by Pamela Means the chorus is a James Madison quote (James Madison was the 4th President of the United States) Founding fathers free spirit men Some grew hemp on their plantations All had slaves but they didn't free 'em All had slaves and some fucked 'em Jimmy James Madison Didn't give two shits about anyone Polk's "Manifest Destiny" Didn't work out for the Cherokee "The purpose of the government is to protect the minority of the opulent from the majority" Two party system Seems like one Gold at the top And the rest on the rickety rackety rungs We got the money, we got the guns We got greed and idiocy An embarrassment to everyone With any sense of decency "The purpose of the government is to protect the minority of the opulent from the majority" Prying perverts police populations Prisons populate Prophets/Profits, predictions Politicians salivate Ellsberg, Manning, Snowden, Davis Heroes and dissidents We all could use a daily dose Of civil disobedience We all could use a daily dose Of civil disobedience "The purpose of the government is to protect the minority of the opulent from the majority"
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COLOR OF THE SKIN by Pamela Means My father was born in Jim Crow, Tennessee A sharecropper's son, far from luxury Moved up north in 1952 Ain't a damn thing changed from his point of view His point of view Now I been pulled over on a Shorewood shoulder Asked where you goin' where you been Ain't none of your, ain't none of your business Don't I look like an American But, you gon' think what you want now don't you I didn't know the side of the road was a courtroom Everything dark comes out in the light We keep marching on but our souls/soles are tired Here we are again, here we are again A black man gone cuz of the color of his skin I was grown and groomed in the Great Lakes Midwest Where politeness covers up years of repressed Tight lips, tight asses, too slow to grow Hyper-segregated masses and I had to go I had to go Seen the Rodney King riots in 1992 Black president, I seen that too Ain't a damn thing changed from my point of view Ain't a damn thing changed from my point of view My point of view Everything dark comes out in the light We keep marching on but our souls are tired Here we are again, here we are again A black child gone cuz of the color of her skin Everything dark comes out in the light We keep marching on but our souls are tired Here we are again, here we are again A black child gone cuz of the color of the skin The color of the skin The color of their skin The color of the skin
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On My Own 03:46
ON MY OWN by Pamela Means i live on a mountain all my stars at night all the constellations i can name 'em left to right got my winter wood and my firelight on my own hilltown roads winding western climb laundry food takes me twenty miles but i got sunsets off the balcony berkshire style i laugh to myself but i hardly ever smile on my own on my own, on my own, on my own on my own isn't this what i've always wanted? pile of regret in the stainless sink all there really is to do is sit and think press rewind and reflect on my foolishness and neglect on my own backroads and short cuts i love to find like when i'd drive in brooklyn and you'd just roll your eyes some lead to somewhere some dead ends kinda like our love that turned into friends kinda like our love that turned into friends oh on my own, on my own, on my own on my own isn't this what i've always wanted? i still love you i still love you i still love you i still love you hey! hey!
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Whenever We 03:39
WHENEVER WE by Pamela Means a pirouette and a leap lover lift me up a clean sweep thought i was something to keep now saboteur never sleeps while insomnia weeps see, it does me no good whenever we speak, whenever we speak, whenever we speak whenever we speak, whenever we speak, whenever we speak we pranced and we played on our emptiness we preyed now i'm paralyzed by the perfume that she made it leads me to linger and long for embrace see, it does me no good whenever we meet, whenever we meet, whenever we meet whenever we meet, whenever we meet, whenever we meet floating from a faint shadow of shore far flung figure in a fog with no oars panic and whirlpools pulling me toward paddle with palms i am my own reward see, it'll do me no good.....to go overboard, go overboard, go overboard go overboard, go overboard, go overboard
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MY BROTHER WAS by Pamela Means My brother was a rock star Loved to speed in fast cars Spent a lotta time in a lotta bars Now I play his old guitars Now I play his old guitars My brother was a loaded gun Crowned the night and shot the sun We all lost when he thought he'd won My brother was a loaded gun My brother was a loaded gun Italian pine green convertible Disappeared for days on end Bad boy controvertible I wanted to be like him I wanted to be like him My brother was a rock star Not afraid to sin Devilish disposition I wanted to be like him I wanted to be like him
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I JUST CALLED HER MA by Pamela Means She was a drunk from another era Born in August nineteen twenty-seven On the eve of the Great Depression Married seven times and divorced every fella' She was sorrowful and yearning Bitterness burning She gave me love and all things concerning I just called her Ma Phyllis Lorraine could not sustain Relationships, health, sobriety Worked her face red, poor she'd remain Passed down traits of neurotic variety She was sorrowful and yearning Bitterness burning She gave me love and all things concerning I just called her Ma
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CINNAMON AND CHOCOLATE by Pamela Means late night ride late night high dangerous drive in the rain black curves tight guilty mind blowing smoke rings at pain she was chocolate and cinnamon and a little green i wanna taste again she was chocolate and cinnamon and a little green i wanna taste again best friend confidant mistress maiden mother steal my money break my heart manipulating lover she was cinnamon and chocolate but we were dealing in counterfeit she was cinnamon and chocolate but we were dealing in counterfeit cinnamon and chocolate cinnamon and chocolate
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TUESDAY COME EARLY by Pamela Means something dying something dead came back to life and peeked her head coulda' been the stage coulda' been a brand new face pair of browns behind straight black frames or red hair long in green summer shades something changed mama said i could be anything coulda' been a mermaid coulda' been a goddamn king sit on a hill and do the same damn thing i sit on a hill and do the same damn thing it ain't over til it's over and it sure ain't over yet the thing about love you have to let it room to move and space to set swing over the moon if you have the mettle savor that swoon step off the pedal savor that swoon step off the pedal savor that swoon

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Solo acoustic, voice and guitar, live in the studio recording. Eighth independent album release from Pamela Means.

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released December 23, 2016

Produced by Pamela Means

Pamela Means: vocal, acoustic guitar

All songs by Pamela Means ©℗ Wirl Records (Phylorra Music, BMI)

All songs recorded live in the studio. No edits. No overdubs.

Recorded, mixed, mastered by Mark Alan Miller
Sonelab Recording, Easthampton MA

Photography by Four Wings Photography and Pamela Means

Graphic Design by Meghan Dewar, Sketchie Design

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"When PAMELA MEANS picks up her guitar and begins to sing, a listener doesn't forget her. She possesses musical attitude and purpose." - WSHU Connecticut Public Radio

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