Live at The Outer Space

by Christoph Whitbeck

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My live acoustic solo debut at The Outer Space in Hamden, on March 18, 2012. I hope you enjoy it now as much as we did then!

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released April 13, 2012

All music and lyrics written and performed by Christoph Whitbeck.

All tracks recorded by Joshua Pettinger and Oliver Amerigian at Wicked Squid Productions
www.wickedsquidproductions.com

All tracks mixed and mastered by Mike Henss at Enox Productions
enoxproductions.net

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Christoph Whitbeck New Haven, Connecticut

Christoph Whitbeck is a singer, guitarist, songwriter, and playwright living in New Haven CT. Notable projects include:
The Devil Plays Poker (an original rock opera)
This Criminal Soul (a rock and roll band)

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Track Name: Mostly Naked
Well I spent most of today mostly naked
I was naked all yesterday, too
And I wonder why everyone wants to wear clothing
And I wonder if they really do

I spent most of today mostly wasted
I drank a lot yesterday too
All my friends say I'd be better off sober
I'm starting to think it's true

But it's one more night that I would have been alone
If I didn't have a bottle of booze
I'm drinking it down; it's getting me stoned,
Yeah, it's better than thinking of you

I guess you could call me a low-life
I guess you could call me a slob
I know this apartment needs to be vacuumed
And I know I need a better job

But there's some things that have to come first
So I'm taking care of my head
O how it hurts to remember the details of your love
When I could just be drunk instead

And so it's one more night that I would have been alone
But I got another bottle of booze
I'm drinking it down, it's getting me stoned
O it's better than thinking of you

I said it's one more night that I would have been alone
If I didn't have this bottle of booze
So I'm drinking it down, it's getting me stoned

It's much better than thinking of you

So I was drinking and thinking and singing a song
It's all I ever seem to do
Just drinking and thinking, thinking about singing
A song that won't remind me of you

I guess you should know I'm getting better
At songwriting and singing, too
But the one thing that I never remember
Is how to stop fucking singing of you

And so it's one more night that I would have been alone
If I didn't have a bottle of booze
But I'm drinking it down, it's getting me stoned
And it's making me think about you

I said it's one more night that I could have been alone
If I didn't have this bottle of booze
And I'm drinking it down and it's getting me stoned
I wish it was better than thinking of you
Track Name: Your Cigarette
Your Cigarette

It was just past nine o'clock
I was just closing up shop
I stepped out onto the lot
I could have sworn i smelled your cigarette
smoke drifting in little ringlets

I used to smoke with you
even when you told me not to
who are you to tell me what to do?
when you couldnt even take care of yourself
and you asked me, so i tried to help

But I got caught up in you
even when you told me not to
it was all that i could do
the smoke had clouded my eyes
i could no longer tell the pleading from the lies

you worried about my health
while you slowly killed yourself
cigarettes, they work to slow
and i learned that you turned to more
when i saw the pills that you spilled on the floor

the liquor on your breath
was holy wine and blessed
i worshipped the air you breathed
but then once you didnt want to breath
to save myself, i knew i had to leave

but i was in too deep
the smoke and ash consumed me
i had to break it up to get out
and thats when, my friend, you broke
and you almost then turned into smoke

it was a short hospital stay
i should have visited every day
but i still hadnt found my way
i still regret that i left you that way
but i had to pick one of us, and that was me

i cleaned up all the blood
that you shed in the bathtub
I picked the pills up one by one
and i threw them all in the trash
opened windows for smoke, and dumped out the ash

you called me the next week
said you were sorry and feeling weak
but getting stronger and maybe soon
we could try again to live
but i knew that i was through with all of it

I didnt want to die
and i felt that I had died
but something deep inside
was yearning to breathe again
and i gave it as much air as i can

i cleared out all the smoke
brought your things back to your old home
your mother gave me a hug
she said she's sorry, but that don't make no difference
You knew I loved you, but I just had to quit it

And now sometimes i smell that smoke
the cigarettes you like to toke
and when i do it takes me back
to your face, in a place where we loved
grass underneath and the stars above
Track Name: Susannah
Susannah

I took a hot train down to new york city
in the year of our lord two thousand and nine
and wavin at the station was a blue eyed beauty
oh i tell you, lord, this woman was fine

so i asked her for a name, and what i got was susannah
in a bright refreshing southern country drawl
a tallahassee belle in the heart of the city
and just when i had thought i'd seen it all

so i said, hey darlin let's leave grand central station
let me take you up to old times square
she said, "i reached that intersection, and when i looked up to heaven
all i saw were televisions in the air"

i said, "fine, good lookin', let me take you down to brooklyn
there's a park with a meadow miles wide
with the sun in the summer it's a little bit warmer
when you look up you can only see the sky"

i truly feared rejection, as she thought through my suggestion,
but my confidence was running pretty high
so i kept a little smile, and my posture and my composure
and i guess a little twinkle in my eye

So she agreed to my idea, and she said she'd come with me
and spend the evening, or at least the afternoon
in the park in the city in this country on this planet
who'd've thought that i'd've ended up with you?


we got to the park 'n' there the dogs were all a'barkin'
with their people and their people's children too
but the smile on susannah and the way she held my hand
it kept my spirits brighter than that sky of blue

we sat down on a bench by a little dusty trail
just to take in all the beauty of the place
and just then my eyes met with the cross around her neck
and the smile flew swiftly from my face

cos you see, im a sinner, and when christians meet with sinners
well, they make a little judgment straight away
and i had had no intention of divine intervention
that would ruin this amazing perfect day

so i said "susannah won't you take my hand
and we'll go down to watch the river and pray"
she said, "i ain't said a word to the spirit since i heard
that we all with be forgiven someday"

I said "are you not a sinner?" she said, "hell yea, im a sinner
but the sinnin' isn' where the problem lies;
it's the liars and the cheaters who do not believe they're sinners
that's the problem with the world tonight."

What a goddamn relief, she didn't care if i believed
and didn't mind me for a second for my sins
hates the liars and the cheaters, if they claim to love jesus
well she sticks her middle finger up at them

the sun was goin down over ol' brooklyn town
but the people were all staying up
so i took her to a bar and then back to the park
where we laid down and looked up at just the stars.

Well the morning came, the sun rose, finding us in a hotel
I had my Susannah wrapped up in my arms
But I had to get back on the road and on the rails
She had to get back to a southern farm

She said she'd see me later and she gave me little kisses
over breakfast in the back seat of a cab
She gave me her number and her address in Virginia
And that precious piece of paper's all I have

I know I'll see her someday when I get a little money
or when I am on the road on tour
My darling sweet Susannah, what a woman for a man to meet
You make me happy darlin' that's for sure

Sometimes I think back on my southern city gal
And I get that little twinkle in my eye
So if you see me with a smile on from now until a while on
you bet your balls that she's the reason why
Track Name: Your Alcoholic Lips
Your Alcoholic lips

sleeping pills
simple thrills
daydreaming of pretty girls
the summer makes me feel so high

a telephone
i should have known
you'd never leave me all alone
but this time i won't make you mine

a sideways glance
a second chance
at catching up on lost romance
but i know that i have to avoid

your little game
like dancing flames
i know this joy will end in pain
but i feel overjoyed

sinking into your
alcoholic lips
poison tastes best when
kissed

mezmerized
by hazel eyes
lost inside your hand in mine
Your air is always mist or smoke

choking lungs
and twisting tongues
we sink beneath a setting sun
I wished we'd never kissed, but spoke

sinking into your
alcoholic lips
poison tastes best when
kissed

drifting into your
morphinic lips
this poison tastes best when
kissed

so we kiss
Track Name: My Mother, The Wolf
Most little girls dream of being princesses
But I used to dream of sharpened teeth
I dreamt of running on all fours
Through the forest with blood-matted fur

With my mother, the wolf
My mother, who birthed me
My mother, the wolf
My mother, who nursed me yeah

To some, it might sound like a nightmare
But in my mind, it's the best thing that's happened in my life
One night, beneath a full moon, the dream came true
The teeth, the fur, the taste of flesh and running, running, running

With my mother, the wolf
My mother, who bore me
My mother, the wolf
The mother who didn't know me

And she fed me
yeah she fed me

Fed me fresh killed meat
She fed me, me the beast
She fed me fresh killed meat
She fed me, me, the beast
The beast

I met my mother, the wolf
The wolf who nursed me
My mother, the wolf
Who blessed and cursed me

Then she sang me back to sleep
And that song I sometimes sing....
Track Name: Animal
animal

when death came for my friend
he met it with his arms folded across his chest
he said come on come on come on come on in

he took a little nap
he drank a bottle of pills and a bottle of jack
he laid down on his back
he said come on come on come on come on yea.
come on come on come on come on in
come on come on come on

show me what you're made of
are you divine or animal?
show me the power of love
is it enough to stop you?
take off your disguise
i don't have time for lies

when i first made love to my first love
we laid down on our backs with the stars above
she said come on, come on, come on, come on yea

before we took a little nap
i held her with my arms around her back
she whispered soft and fast
she said come on come on come on come on yea
come on come on come on come on yea.
come on come on come on

show me what you're made of
feed this hungry animal
show the power of love
there's nothing here to stop you
take off your timid disguise
i don't have time for lies

these demons came to take me
they tried to break me
but i stood my ground with my friends around and said
come on come on come on

when they tried to break me
and in my mind rape me
i stood my ground, and i threw down, and said
come on come on come on

show me what you're made of
are you instinct or emotional
have you heard of love
i know that mine will stop you
you wear a pitiful disguise
i can see right through your lies

im stronger than you can ever know
you have no power over me
you are not welcome here
why dont you fucking try me
I said you are not welcome here
just begone, you demons of fear