Heirs Of Pretension

by Rob Getzschman

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Rob Getzschman's fourth album was again recorded with Spencer Chakedis at antifolk haven Balloon Heaven Studios, which had relocated to Brooklyn. This album features a year of songwriting steeped in storytelling, religion and philosophy, backed with Getzschman's traditional country fingerpicking.

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released November 5, 2002

Rob Getzschman, vocals, guitar, bass, harmonica, mandolin, synthesizer, glockenspiel, percussion.
Spencer Chakedis, engineer and mix, bouzouki, mandolin, acoustic and electric guitar.
Michael Plunkett, drums.
DJ Crucial, engineer.
Suzanne Waters, vocals.
Marilee Eitner, flute.
Photo by Robin Roemer.

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Track Name: Another City Falls
He went in search of good men and found the apes of their ideals
And found that any man who masters seems to keep the critics at his heels
And he knows when he sows substance he is gonna reap the wrath
Of those who do not and want him to walk the same path

But there is fresh earth by the grave that the looters dug
Watch the world roll in when Atlas shrugs
And for no good reason at all
Another city falls

When it rains in the city, they run and hide their heads
And they nurse those wounds that never even really bled
And they ask for help from everybody but themselves
And they talk about truth like they would about wizards and elves

And there is fresh earth by the grave that the looters dug
Watch the world roll in when Atlas shrugs
And for no good reason at all
Another city falls

Brick by brick, and line by line, precept by precept
The world gets built with the power of a focused mind
I address every fear as an attempt on my existence
Because I can't concede a sanction to appropriate my own end

And there is fresh earth by the grave that the looters dug
And we'll bury them all when Atlas shrugs
The metropolis of my mind is standin' tall
And this city isn't gonna fall
Track Name: Heirs Of Pretension
One sunday morning, two preachers up the road a-piece
One stealin' chickens, the other poachin' geese
Kidnapped and napsacked, the chickens don't seem to mind
They'll keep layin' eggs til they make a chicken dinner fine
Well the grey goose got shot, but as he fell, he laughed
'Cause when the preacher got him home, his neck broke the blade in half

Now if heirs of pretension strut through your room
With a pyrite smile, spinnin' lies on a golden loom
They don't know nothin' that you can't find on the shelf
And what you really don't know you can only ask yourself

Jesus and Nietzsche sittin' in the south of Greece
Nietzsche says, "Jesus, where would I find such a fleece?"
Jesus replies, "Beneath every garment that you don,
"Friedrich, my friend, you have already got it on
"Because your fashion statements, they can't change the truth
"But your statements fashion how it all appears to you."

[Chorus]

Judas and Shakespeare found a pack of Tarot cards
Judas insists to have his fortune told by the bard
Shakespeare states, "By the noble and besotten
"Judas the apostle, you will never be forgotten
"And though I know you're gonna forego every word that I've said,
"You could still change it all if you didn't reach for the bread."

[Chorus]

Aesop and Churchill starin' at the fall of Rome
Winston whispers in a voice like polished chrome,
"Pay up, Aesop. Spin another fable for me
"To explain how one great empire became three."
"Why Winston," Aesop says, "I could tell a hundred or more
"'Cause every life that's lived is just another metaphor."

[Chorus]

One sunday evening, two farmers up the road a-piece
Both of them notice they're short a couple layin' hens
One of them spits, and swears he's gonna kill himself a hobo
Though the other one knows where every stolen chicken goes
The one gets his gun, and he spends the night in the hutch
While the other one knows he never needed those chickens that much

Now if airs of pretension blow through your room
You ain't bein' asked to be the bride or groom
But a genuine question can't be taken to task
And what you really don't know you can act or you can ask
Track Name: Folklore And Fact
Folklore and fact can mix in my eyes
And make me believe the most desperate of lies
I can gaze upon a grave and believe it a bed
And I don't know how these notions get into my head

Wisdom and will conceive two different plans
One knows when to jump and one pushes a man
Though the former can salvage what the latter can wreck
It's best if the one puts the other in check

But dandelions don't think a thing about definitions
They just blow in the breeze
And I'm happy just to stare at the sky
Lyin' on my back in a field of these

Obsession and love come from two seperate tribes
One's undefeated, one's all in your mind
When the judge plays defendant, the sentence can't be sealed
And the power to the captive comes with the appeal

Beauty and truth have become a cliché
Hiding and seeking, we'll find what we may
To behold is the same, to discern and define
And done with the right eye, makes both of them thine

But dandelions don't think a thing about definitions
They just blow in the breeze
And I'm happy just to stare at the sky
Lyin' on my back in a field of these

Belief and understanding exist miles apart
One's reached a destination where the other one starts
For belief is as flimsy as anything simply stated
But that which understood is just that demonstrated

Yes, folklore and fact can mix in my eyes
And make me believe the most desperate of lies
And when these figments confound me, I reckon what I'll do
Is empty my head and seperate the two
Track Name: Exquisite Dish
Written March 2000
Track Name: Grapes
The lady was sleepin' on a subway seat
On the 1/9 line uptown
And lyin' on the floor beneath her living corpse
Was a bunch of grapes that she had dropped down
I wasn't much concerned when the engine turned
And I watched that purple fruit roll
But she slept through a rare chance to take a stand
And press wine between her toes

Grapes, rollin' on the subway floor
And not a serving boy in sight to serve them to her
Not a palm frond to fan her heavy head

She must've stepped on off the South Ferry lawn
And rode three hundred blocks to the end
But if her lips were to pass on a looking glass
I doubt she'd even have a breath to lend
'Cause I was on and off the train and she never once moved
She was lyin just as still as stone
But the grapes flew around like molecules
Excited by some source unknown

Grapes, rollin' on the subway floor
And not a serving boy in sight to serve them to her
Not a palm frond to fan her heavy head
Track Name: The Sermon
Some saw a prophet, some decided he was god, and others saw a business opportunity
His own saw a son by the Sabbath undone, and the literal thought judgement day was soon to be
But if everybody argues over whom to anoint
I think it's safe to say that they have all missed the point

'Cause if everybody's right and everybody else is wrong, then no one here can truly have their reasoning done
And surely the devout few of every cross and creed honestly believe that they're the chosen ones
But have you thought it through, beyond the shadow of a doubt
To lay a witless claim to the exclusive word of God in your mouth

Because Christ, Confusious, and Lao-Tse agreed, Zoroaster, Buddha, and the Hindu texts
All said do as you'd have done unto you and see how the good you do thus reflects
And the next wise man will surely say it again
And our cup overrunneth if we wouldn't say when

Three hundred, twenty-five thousand page volumes of Tibetan Buddhist scriptures stare me in the face
And make any wealth of knowledge seem only woefully abbreviated
And I wonder with a headlong look
If the path of a righteous man winds around inside a book
Or three hundred and twenty-five thousand page volumes
Or the Torah, or the Koran, or the Bible,
Or the Bhagavadgita
And it does
Track Name: Ain't So Cruel
I have walked against the current, and it was fine when the river was low
But I was pressed to even hold my ground when the water rose
And I could see the levee breaking, but I wouldn't float downstream
Til I found the source and figured what it means
This world just ain't as cruel as it seems

I was not born a sinner, and I am not a sinner now
Just as sure as I'd not be a witch whether I tread or I drowned
And I won't embrace transgression and define it as my own
As some backwards incantation to atone
This world just ain't as cruel as they moan

I do believe there was a fellow who could call the good Lord kin
But I'll be damned if he or anybody died for my sins
And I have thought a lot about it, but I just can't figure why
One man's revelation is another man's lie
This world just ain't as cruel as they cry

I've walked against the current, and it was fine when the river was low
But I was pressed to even hold my ground when the water rose
And I found that hell or heaven, projected on my face
Is much more a state of mind, and not a place
This world just ain't as cruel as they say
This world just ain't as cruel as they say
Track Name: Foot Of Snow
They are expecting at least a foot of snow in these parts
And the clouds are hanging low and dark
It seems like everybody knows there's much more coming down
But not a thing has hit the ground

Everything built up in the silence of a lie
And across these fields, the tension wouldn't die
And it stayed like that for weeks
A chorus of swollen cheeks
And now everybody's wondering just what it is I've done
And I'm loathe to see this awful trial begun

[Chorus]

A precipitate of gossip preceded my defeat
And everyone decided it was me
And I probably would have done the same thing
A mob in the circus ring
And now everybody's wondering just whether or not I did
And I'm loathe to see this awful trial begin

[Chorus]

When this snow finally falls and they pound at my door
They won't find me living here anymore
And I'll leave their evil buried by the storm
The coals in the hearth still warm
Yes, I'll leave everybody so certain it was me
To shovel out their small-town justice delinquincy

[Chorus]
Track Name: Bayonettes And Battlefields
Bayonettes and battlefields have been where I've been
In the skins of other souls and back again, I've been
Where I watch men dying from the inside out as they try
From the outside in

Cotton sales of sharecropped stocks have heard what I've heard
The lonesome call of the Yellow Dog across a bathtub third, I've heard
And I see men sure and faithful to a salve as they have
Disbelieved the cure

Tarnished relics of internal warfare know what I know
Without a good grip, justice seems to come and go, I know
And it's tragedy upon the first and farce upon the second
So I'm told

The hollow trill of dumb suggestion can't tell me that I will
Concede the head diseases preconceiving one to work the till
Though some minds fill themselves as gutters will with refuse
Shed from any spill

Bastions of eternal life can understand why I am
To love without a limit all that truly is and is truly of man
For what man sees is what man is and opened eyes can help crippled minds
To stand
Track Name: Way Back When
Of the doctor and the devils, neither had it right
To their own loose ends, they served each others' means
And both felt justified

And isn't that it, baby? We know what we know
And we'll rearrange a room of logic just to prove that it's so
Smack a man with a bible, and break his back with guilt
When that don't inspire the right desire
Get off your holy stilts

I don't wanna have to wonder just who you've become
Or gaze upon a ghost of your former self in someone

Yes, I wanna look you in the eye when I see you again
And I wanna see the same smile I saw upon your pretty face back then
Way back when

Yes, I've gotta hand it to you, my baby, I'm in love and not afraid to say
I could look into your eyes and see the rest of my days

Yes, but I wanna look you in the eye when I see you again
And I wanna see the same smile I saw upon your pretty face back then
Way back when

Well I've got a ukelele sittin' on my window sill
And if I have to play it to make you listen, baby I will
Just listen

Yes, 'cause I wanna look you in the eye when I see you again
And I wanna see the same smile I saw upon your pretty face back then
Way back when
Track Name: Given Back Yesterday
It isn't that far away
And I have walked for miles
But given back yesterday
I'd find it worth my while

And given back yesterday
I'd find it worth my while
Given back yesterday
I'd find it worth my while

I guess I can't complain
Of the love she never fell in
'Cause though she didn't feel the same
She loved me like she did

[Chorus]

I don't have much to say
But I seem to talk for hours
If I could shut my mouth and pray
Just to find some truer power

[Chorus]