A Stepladder to the Stars

I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
It makes me laugh when people say

I make my own beats
I choose the words that come out of my mouth
I get funky on the keys and make the schedule
And tie my shoes too

I've got a stepladder to the stars
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed
I might show you where I keep it

I use reason, I use logic, all the tools I use are pro tools
I produce my own productions, mix my own emotions,
I engineer all my engagements, I am the master of my own mastering
I am the author of my own experience

I'm not mad though
I take all of my bravado
And put it into my vibrato

I've got a stepladder to the stars 
I've got a toolkit in the woodshed 
I might show you where I keep it 
Might even let you borrow it
But you got to bring it back

Music & Lyrics by Louis Landry

LL: Vocals, Drum Kit and Machines, Synth Bass, Harp, Gongs, Tibetan prayer bowls, Kettledrum, Clavinet, Mellotron, Vocoder, Critter & Guitarri Pocket Piano, Electric Guitar (Jackson V)

Harp, kettledrum and percussion sampled from the collection of Eric S
(c) 2018 LL Music 

 

JUST ANOTHER TRANSCENDENTAL COUNTRY WALTZ  

You can call it dark and light You can call it death and life

You can call it dominant leading to resolution 

They all mean the same thing 

In every story you’ve ever been told Somebody falls in love 

Somebody dies, and somebody gives up 

Somebody starts a new life 

So let’s sing along for every man and every woman 

And all the gender non-binaries 

Every coin has two sides/But it also has an edge 

And you can do some cool stuff out of the edge 

But if you slip you’re surrounded by emptiness 

Sometimes it seems the only way to make a life on the edge 

Is to be clawing your way to the other side 

You’ve got to find someone to take hold of your hand 

And help you find your balance when you land 

But not me, I’m going out into the darkness 

And float around for a week or two 

Someday we’ll get to the end of the slow part 

And dance another transcendental country waltz 

Every coin has two sides/But it also has an edge 

And you can do some cool stuff out of the edge 

But if you slip you’re surrounded by emptiness 

Someday we’ll get to the end of the slow part 

And dance another transcendental country waltz 

Lead Guitar: Luis Rodriguez

Drums: Eric Mrozkowski

Bass: Kurtis Keber 

 

A WALK ON THE ICE 

When the echoes of the summer finally die away 

There’s nothing left to do and nothing more to say 

A tree had fallen in the middle of the night 

In a lake which had slowly frozen into ice 

 

Three young friends walking in the morning light 

They crept out slowly, hoping not to die 

They all agreed that they should turn back, but instead 

they took another step to hear the ice crack 

 

Everyone knows that time will pass 

Snow will melt and ice will crack 

But they had not learned that lesson yet so they held their 

breath and took another step 

 

Tip-toe or you might fall in 

But don’t turn around cause you never know 

when we’ll do this again 

Crazy things happen when you’re young, but who ever 

knew that risking your life could be so much fun? 

 

Everyone knows that time will pass 

Snow will melt and ice will crack 

But we had not learned that lesson yet so we held our 

breath and took another step 

 

It was a step to the stars with both feet on the ground 

It was a step that we took cause we couldn’t turn around 

From a future we couldn’t ignore 

A step that almost killed us but still we wanted more 

From tomorrow that we had to take today 

it was a step on a path where there was no other way 

Phil Rodriguez: Trumpet

Emily Levinstone: Vocals

Dan Ruccia: Viola 

 

THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY 

You tell me happiness is a choice I can make 

You tell me misery is a cycle I can break 

Try as I might to fight this fate 

It’s all around me and I can’t escape 

I don’t need love from anyone 

If I work hard enough I’ll be someone 

I don’t need any help from you 

I’m going to find my own truth 

And the only friend I have left is the enemy of my enemy 

 

You tell me happiness is a choice I can make 

You tell me misery is a cycle I can break 

If you work with me to win this fight 

We’ll see who’s wrong, who’s left and who’s right 

And the only friend I have left is the enemy of my enemy 

Josh Robins: Guitars 

 

CARRIED AWAY 

(Music and Lyrics by Shaun Dickerson)    

To tell you just how I feel;  Describe the situation I’m in: 

Oh, that would be the dream 

But the words don’t seem to come 

It’s not funny anymore, and the feeling’s begun 

So I’ll just pack my stuff and go away, 

but there’s so much I want to say 

Now I don’t know what to do You got me seeing things in blue 

My mind is stuck on you 

With my head against the wall   Waiting for you to call 

And carry me away 

Put my thoughts down on this page 

To let you know that I’m here — Oh, to get out of this cage 

To be free to do as I please to 

Spend a little time with you And let it be OK 

But I just packed my stuff and left 

What could’ve been is only a guess 

And I don’t know what to do You got me seeing things in blue 

My mind is stuck on you 

With my head against the wall waiting for you to call 

Carry, carry me away Carry, would you carry me away? 

Tell me, did you think of me today?

Jessica Flemming: Vocal

Kim Deschamps: Pedal Steel

Dan Ruccia: Viola

Emily Levinstone & Shea D. Broussard: Vocals 

 

FLASHBULB 

Lyrics by FM Turner and LL

Maybe we’re from the same place 

A light from a system above 

A cold leftover memory 

of trans dimensional love 

Maybe the memory is a chord 

that links to the tune of the past 

and the present is a lightbulb 

that dims as soon as it’s flashed 

Maybe we knew who we were 

Maybe we’ll meet there again 

Maybe we’ll stay in one place 

or maybe we’ll blow in the wind 

Maybe we once knelt in the temple 

and offered our prayers to the stars 

and wondered if we knew each other 

before biological scars 

Maybe we once sang melodies 

and spoke in the fires warm glow 

and danced in the ceremony 

where a primitive river flowed 

Maybe we knew who we were 

Maybe we’ll meet there again 

Maybe we’ll stay in one place 

or maybe we’ll blow in the wind 

Maybe we’ll laugh in our sleep 

and time and science will bend 

maybe we are all in a dream 

and i’ve known you before my friend

Alexandra Valladares: Vocal

William Dawson: Vibraphone

Luis Rodriguez: Guitar