My Big Package

by Jack Conte

supported by
/
  • Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

     $20 USD  or more

     

1.
04:05
2.
02:54
3.
02:38
4.
5.
03:06
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
02:55
11.
12.
03:49
13.
14.
03:33
15.
02:30
16.
03:27
17.
03:01
18.
19.
20.
21.
22.
02:04
23.
24.
02:53
25.
01:15
26.

about

includes my favorite tracks from VideoSongs Volume 1, VideoSongs Volume 2, VideoSongs Volume 3, VS4, Sleep in Color, Nightmares and Daydreams, demos and more.

credits

released March 15, 2012

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Jack Conte Sonoma, California

This is my music store. Every song that you download pays for my next meal. You guys are the reason I get to keep making music - THANK YOU!

contact / help

Contact Jack Conte

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: Eat
What a game we play in this arena. It's called:
"haul your ass, or you'll be eaten."
Fill your mouth, don't be shy, have a bite now. He wasn't fast enough, so he's in the dark now. That's the way it will be in the land of the free. And the man in the moon (made of dust) laughs at us! No! Don't laugh at us!

I'll keep me calm with a slew of convictions. Nothing sings like a good distraction. I wish my head was a page in a printer: trash bad thoughts with the click of a finger.

With the crack of a gun and the snap of a bone we will fall to our knees, and we're gone, and we won't come back. NOW, I'm alive! And my soul is on fire. And I breathe, and I love, and I sing, and you can't stop me!
Track Name: Lonely Ghost
And on this casket's back sits a little lonely ghost. He misses his old lungs and wishes he had his throat, those good old days! Daylight will wash away. It's going to fade, yeah it will fade, and the darkness will take it's place. It's going to come, yeah it will come, so I'm grateful for this consciousness oasis that paints the darkest carpet with a sudden streak of white. We burn so bright!

I will swallow it whole, I'm going to run, yeah I will run until my body breaks down. I'm filling up, yeah fill me up. Fill me up!

Don't look back: you'll turn to salt. So just march on, let moments melt.

I'm awake. Wake up! Wake UP! I'm awake, I'm AWAKE! And I'll never piss that away. Let's be loud, let's love, let's make some sound! Let's make some sound!
Track Name: Flavors
On the eve of normalcy and stalemate we grab our shopping bags and put price tags on daylight, walk through the shadows, and sing songs of hope, love our companions with soul, skin, and bone. Mobilize. Forget about the edge. You can strategize but eyes can't stretch through time. And plans break like branches, like doors open wide. Like pupils in twilight begging for some light. Flavors come and go with the wind, but the memory remains like the taste is a stain. So why complain about being awake? If it tastes bad then spit it out!
Track Name: Yeah Yeah Yeah (V2)
Yeah yeah yeah I knew it all along. I knew it from the very start. I felt it in my heart (if there's even one to feel).

I bought you a gift: it's a picture frame for my face when you decide to place me in the past, because nothing lasts. Yeah nothing lasts, no nothing lasts. You're taking off your clothes. I hear echoes of her breathing, but she is fading into the past. At last. At long last. At long last!

Let me be! Let me alone! Water me: my memories are wilting.
Track Name: Hollywood Endings
Go down by the shores of hope where love flows and the ocean floats. Go now, and I will meet you there. We’ll sing beneath the cotton candy clouds! Something is eating my stomach (that sour taste is coming back again): those pretty stories and sonnets, but I cast those stories down the well when I grew up not long ago. Now I’m cured from those infectious fairy tales that plagued our Play-Doh minds and wills. Something is chewing on my brain (and I’m leaking dreams like piss once again): those pretty Hollywood Endings. Someone is taking my clothes off (“I promise you the sky and the stars!”): must be love! Oh, I hope so!
Track Name: Now That's Sacred
When you’re gone, I’m fine. My heart won’t unfold, because I’m fine. My thoughts have more time to echo and soak and stain this space. I’m so fond of you. I miss you so, but I’m fine. When we surrender to worms I hope you know I missed you well. I missed you well. I missed you well! I miss you. I want to wake up next to you and make you scream. Now that’s sacred! So I wait for you….
Track Name: Carousel Waltz
Hey kid, c’mon down, quit collecting clouds! You’re much better off catching worms from the ground. Now sit, type, and stare at a pretty, new screen. And all hail the voice that wakes up your dreams, that wakes up your dreams. You can go anywhere while you sleep in your bed, but when you wake up, shake it all from your head. Slip on a smile and a tie, and force down some coffee, and all hail the boy who swallows his screams. The road is long and dark, cutthroat, cold and harsh. That’s just the way it is. So all hail the pearls that flow from those lips. Are you choking from all the dust in the street? And are you sick of living life two days a week? Well the carousel spins in an infinite course, so all hail the kid who jumps off his horse, who jumps off his horse! Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!
Track Name: Bloody Nose
Count your bones one by one. Lie awake at night. Underground, boxed and glum, left you there for rot. All my fears are overgrown, will someone burn this grove? Those August nights.... They burn hot as hell, and you wake up sweating dreams. It casts a spell. Welcome home! It's been a while. Do you miss your head, with your tattered clothes and your bloody nose? Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell? Not at all? Not at all! I'll miss the fog through headlight wash and bed and breath and touch, but I'll brave it out! Yeah, I'll brave it out! There's no use getting down.
Track Name: Kitchen Fork
Wake from a dream where I was stuck losing my teeth. Lucky for me it was all fake or not what it seemed. Where, oh where will we go next, haunted pillow beneath my head? Where does it go? Pick out her heart with a kitchen fork, pin down her arms. Wake from the scar still feeling sick. Where did it get started? Where, oh where did this come from? Oh my God, my head's a gun. I let myself go. Once I flew above the cars, and the wind blew gratitude through my heart. I let it all go. Save us from our own two heads. Can I keep just one and ditch the rest?
Track Name: Out of Nowhere
Born of the sun, still cold. Born of the race, still slow. I can't complain, I'm alright. I'll take the blame, it's alright. Born of the clouds, still down. Born of the lost dogs, still found. I had enough. I'm all done, but here it comes again. It's all done. We'll wail it out, we'll wait it out. There's still time. We're fine for now. We're fine for now. Then, out of nowhere:
Track Name: Impression
You got a lot of plans, it doesn't make you gold. You got a lot of breath, it doesn't give you a soul. Cuz maybe I'm awake, maybe I'm asleep. You got a second half, it doesn't make you whole. You got a lot of thoughts, well you got nothing at all. Cuz maybe I'm a mind, or maybe I'm a brain. You got a humble heart, it doesn't mean you kneel. Continuous from the start, it doesn't make it real. Cuz maybe I'm alive, or maybe it's an impression.
Track Name: On Planets
instrumental
Track Name: Gulf
Stay still, soldier. Follow orders. Load up, lie low, and pray for water. I watch us come undone. I watch us come undone. Live for morning and dirty magazines. I took it all the way. I took it all the way.
Track Name: I Know
I can't be in the sky. I can't stay out at night. I can't stay in the cold. I know. I can't forget my health. I can't be by myself. I can't be all alone. I know. I can't be out of touch. I can't throw out my watch. I can't just up and go. I know. I can't be on the moon. I can't be feeling down. I can't belive in ghosts. I know. I can't be wasting time. I can't be wasting time. I can't be wasting time.
Track Name: Make the Grade
Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean
I am floating past the algae,
the whale bones, so pretty,
but my body
still didn't make the grade,
still didn't make the grade.

Somewhere in the basement I once had
a good idea but I can't find it.
My mind is drawing blanks
to fill the page,
but I still won't make the grade,
still won't make the grade.

I'm regaining patience
in the better half of man,
and the stories we'll remember
are from a different hand.

Somewhere at the bottom of my brain
I just don't care and I don't want to.
But I do, anyway...
anyway, I
still won't make the grade,
still won't make the grade.

I'm regaining patience
in the better half of man,
and the stories we'll remember
are from a different hand.

Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean
I am floating past the algae,
the whale bones, so pretty,
but my body
still won't make the grade...
still won't make the grade...
still won't make the grade.
Track Name: The Time Has Come
The time has come
for all good men
to sink or swim or die.
The boats are broke
and the bow is stuck,
and the waves are crashing high.

Oh! Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?

The time has come
for all good men
to jump or float or fly.
The cockpit cracked
and the captain croaked
and the wind is tearing by.

Oh! Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?

The time has come
for all good men
to want or wish or try.
Our brains are blank
and our bones are breaking
and the years are blowing by.

Oh! Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Yeah. Wouldn't it be nice
to have a bit more time?
Track Name: Off With His Head
Off with his head, it's all for the best,
my eyes hang down with sorrow.
I moan and bellow for lost tomorrows,
gone away.

Off with his head, you lose what you bet.
Your will reigns down with terror,
oh feel the horror, oh see the fury
upon us all.

Lie in the sun - I keep my guard on --
cuz nothing ever comes when you expect.
Shoot all our guns, let's kill off our sons!
We've too much time,
and too much life,
too many precious days.

Off with his head, it's all for the best.
Your will reigns down with terror,
oh feel the horror, oh see the fury
upon us all.

Lie in the sun - I keep my guard on --
cuz nothing ever comes when you expect.
Shoot all our guns, let's kill off our sons!
We've too much time,
and too much life,
too many precious days.

Off with his head, it's all for the best,
my eyes hang down with sorrow.
I moan and bellow for lost tomorrows,
gone away.
Track Name: Long Long Time Ago
He lived down by the farmhouse
where the stray cats sleep at night,
just a deck of cards,
two fold out chairs,
and the ghost of his wife.
And the devil lived in his doorway,
kept out the love and hope.
He lived a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.

He lost one yellow Sunday,
when he reached into his throat
and pulled out all the people
that he had been
and tried to choke.
But together they overwhelmed him,
and he couldn't help but explode.
He lost a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.


Asked a man in town,
and they said he's lawless.
Said he was strange, and he was all alone.
No place to go,
he went up in smoke.

Well he left in a hurry
when the cops kicked in his door.
He jumped out the second story,
limped down the road
and hijacked a car.
He stuck his head out the broken window,
and he howled like the devil's own.
He left a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.

Asked a man in town,
and they said he's lawless.
Said he was strange, and he was all alone.
No place to go,
he went up in smoke.

He flew right past the border,
he ditched the car and dyed his hair.
He took out his deck of cards
for a couple last rounds
of solitaire,
and he slept just like a baby,
though the night was hard and cold.
He flew a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.

When he passed through the devil's doorway,
well he knew just where he was.
He threw back his head and howled
as he resigned himself
to dust.
And they found him in the Rio Fuerte.
His body was still afloat.
He passed a long, long, long time,
a long time ago.
Track Name: Mercenary
If you don't want to,
then you don't have to.
If you don't need it,
then just don't take it.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.

You take the one road,
and I'll take the other.
You take the payload,
and I'll duck and cover.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.

Mercenary.
Mercenary.

We got a switchblade,
they got machine guns.
We got sore legs,
and they're coming to get us.
We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.

We are the mercenaries,
the revolution babies.

If you don't want to, then you don't have to.

Mercenary.
Mercenary.
Track Name: Only Dreaming
Drink this holy water,
it will make you better.
You're okay,
you're only dreaming.

Keep me where I'm happy.
I don't care what's happening.
I'm okay,
I'm only dreaming.

I don't care
what's in my input.
No...

Breathing underwater.
It feels so much better.
I'm okay,
I'm only dreaming.

I don't care
what's really happening.
No...

Drink this holy water,
it will make you better.
You're okay,
you're only dreaming.

I don't care
what's in my input!
No...
Track Name: Get it Out
It might be rage.
It might be bait.
It's everyday.

Get it out!
Get it out!
Somehow I got to get it out!
Get it out!
You know I got to get it out!
Get it out!
Somehow I got to!

It might be haste.
It might be pace.
It's everyday.

Get it out!
Get it out!
Somehow I got to get it out!
Get it out!
You know I got to get it out!
Get it out!
Somehow I got to!