Rest It On Your Face
by Serious Pilgrim
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Suffered Enough
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Apple Sky
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The Flame is High
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Roses
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Smile
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Sunday Shoes
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Candle People
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about
Serious Pilgrim:
Peter Bavaro - bass, vocals
Tom McGivney - drums, vocals
Martin Rivas - guitar, vocals
Mick Wieland - guitar, vocals
New York City's Serious Pilgrim released a total of three demo cassettes between Autumn 1989 and Autumn 1991... this third cassette, "Rest It On Your Face," was released on CD a year later. These digital files were pulled directly from the CD without any re-mastering work being done to them.
At the time of the release of "Rest It On Your Face," Serious Pilgrim were playing very steadily all over the eastern US, but mostly at what they considered their home, NYC's CBGB, playing there nearly twice per month. They were also opening for national acts at venues like the Wetlands Preserve, the Lone Star Roadhouse, and The Ritz (now and formerly Webster Hall).
Many people consider Serious Pilgrim to have been a bit ahead of their time... and of those people, a percentage greater than 31.6% consider "Rest It On Your Face" to be their finest hour. So here it is, at long last, for you to stream or download. Hope you enjoy it.
Peter Bavaro - bass, vocals
Tom McGivney - drums, vocals
Martin Rivas - guitar, vocals
Mick Wieland - guitar, vocals
New York City's Serious Pilgrim released a total of three demo cassettes between Autumn 1989 and Autumn 1991... this third cassette, "Rest It On Your Face," was released on CD a year later. These digital files were pulled directly from the CD without any re-mastering work being done to them.
At the time of the release of "Rest It On Your Face," Serious Pilgrim were playing very steadily all over the eastern US, but mostly at what they considered their home, NYC's CBGB, playing there nearly twice per month. They were also opening for national acts at venues like the Wetlands Preserve, the Lone Star Roadhouse, and The Ritz (now and formerly Webster Hall).
Many people consider Serious Pilgrim to have been a bit ahead of their time... and of those people, a percentage greater than 31.6% consider "Rest It On Your Face" to be their finest hour. So here it is, at long last, for you to stream or download. Hope you enjoy it.
credits
released 01 October 1991
Written and Produced by Serious Pilgrim.
Recorded at A/Del Lithographics, Englewood, NJ, Summer 1991.
Mixed at Messina Studios, NYC, Autumn 1991.
Engineer: Ken Villafranca.
Assistant Engineer on "Sunday Shoes": Socko Jones.
Mixing Supervised by Michael Baker.
Mixing Engineer: Martin Brass.
Management: Dave Lory and Diane Gowman for DE-EL Entertainment.
A&R Representative: Jack Bookbinder.
Attorney: George N. Stein, Esq.
Serious Pilgrim Crew:
Tour Manager: James P. Walsh
Technicians: Bob "Catfish" Putkowski, Vincent Campisi.
Special Thanks to:
Ken Villafranca for his patience and generosity; Hilly Kristal, Louis Parnassa and everyone at CBGB; Mr. Rivas; Michael Baker; Everyone at Messina Studios; Professor Broderick; Jerry Zajac; Jym Fahey; Mark Fried and all at BMI; Jerry Love & Michelle Yules; Glen at Phoenix; Kristen Valus.
Cover Illustration: Mick
Typesetting: Martin
Design: Serious Pilgrim
Has anyone seen my woolly rabbit?
All songs ©1991 Mayflower Kingdom/Ensign Music (BMI). All rights and right ons reserved.
"Rest It On Your Face" also available on cassette.
Eternal gratitude to all of our beloved friends and fans. Every time all of us gather together, we are floored by your seemingly boundless belief and love. We hope that you will feel at least as much from us in every note of this recording.
Written and Produced by Serious Pilgrim.
Recorded at A/Del Lithographics, Englewood, NJ, Summer 1991.
Mixed at Messina Studios, NYC, Autumn 1991.
Engineer: Ken Villafranca.
Assistant Engineer on "Sunday Shoes": Socko Jones.
Mixing Supervised by Michael Baker.
Mixing Engineer: Martin Brass.
Management: Dave Lory and Diane Gowman for DE-EL Entertainment.
A&R Representative: Jack Bookbinder.
Attorney: George N. Stein, Esq.
Serious Pilgrim Crew:
Tour Manager: James P. Walsh
Technicians: Bob "Catfish" Putkowski, Vincent Campisi.
Special Thanks to:
Ken Villafranca for his patience and generosity; Hilly Kristal, Louis Parnassa and everyone at CBGB; Mr. Rivas; Michael Baker; Everyone at Messina Studios; Professor Broderick; Jerry Zajac; Jym Fahey; Mark Fried and all at BMI; Jerry Love & Michelle Yules; Glen at Phoenix; Kristen Valus.
Cover Illustration: Mick
Typesetting: Martin
Design: Serious Pilgrim
Has anyone seen my woolly rabbit?
All songs ©1991 Mayflower Kingdom/Ensign Music (BMI). All rights and right ons reserved.
"Rest It On Your Face" also available on cassette.
Eternal gratitude to all of our beloved friends and fans. Every time all of us gather together, we are floored by your seemingly boundless belief and love. We hope that you will feel at least as much from us in every note of this recording.
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- Track Name: Suffered Enough
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(do you want to know)
He listens to the hall;
He's listened there before:
He's waiting for the call to come from the NEED SUPERIOR
He fumbles with his lace;
He practices his face:
He's waiting for the warmth to fall on a cool interior
But in his waiting you can feel his hesitation
'Cause he's suffered enough from love
And in the crafts of conversation you can feel his reservation
'Cause he's suffered enough from love
She's separate in a stare;
She brushes back her hair:
He's off inside the place where ghosts of regret appear to her
She's traveled there before;
She notices the floor:
She's waiting for the call to come from the NEED SUPERIOR
And those these stories may seem miserable and tragic
Covered by the falling leaves of love
Believing in the magic
Is the hand that resembles the glove (xo)
And in her waiting you can feel her reservation
'Cause she's suffered enough from love
As in the corners of her smile lies the distance all the while
'Cause she's suffered enough from love
thegreatestmomentofhislifewasonthecitystreetinherembracehehadtoclenchhiseyesforfearthetearsstartstreamingdownhisfacebutinherhearttherewasanactresswithasmileofpeppermintsandtoallthesidewalkwalkersthiswasjustaninconvenience - Track Name: Apple Sky
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Pie in the sky
Do you want to know?
Apple in eye
Is there any more
To a God in the sky or a dime on the floor?
Pie in the sky
Now do you find yourself thinking?
Apple in eye
If we all turn inside
Do we find a new life do we find a new prize?
Look for the silver lining
When you go cloud mining
And you'll soon be finding
A heart in a stone.
I believe I was given space
Then regarded as no more
I believe I was given face
Then lost in space
And forced now to explore in an apple sky.
Look for the silver lining
When you go cloud mining
And you'll soon be finding
A heart in a stone.
Look for the silver lining
When you go cloud mining
There's always something worth finding
In a heart and in a stone. - Track Name: The Flame is High
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If it was easy, it'd be good as done
If I could shanghai my emotions, I'd be the happy one
But, still I'm like an egg on a Sunday morning menu
Poached or fried, my tongue is tied
The flame is high
If it was flexible
I would have bent it 'til it touched itself
If it was seperable
I would isolate 'til there's no one else
But, still I'm like an iron on a silk skirt slowly burning
I'm alone, there's no one home
The flame is high
I'm on fire
I'm burning away
And I only spoke my mind
Cloudy hearts, sunny day
And you, you're like a match
Sticking it to me
Go on, burn on
Everybody's got the teeth
If I were crazy
Instead of proud
If I could whisper to you gently
Instead of thinking aloud
But, still I'm like a dime
Lying face down in the pavement
Stepped upon, I'm almost gone
The flame is high
I'm on fire
I'm burning away
And I only spoke my mind
Cloudy hearts, sunny day
And you, you're like a match
Sticking it to me
Go on, burn on
Na na na etc.
Still, I'm like an iron
Lying face down in the pavement
Tortured moans and innocent groans
The flame is high
I'm on fire
I'm burning away
And I only spoke my mind
Cloudy hearts, sunny day
And you, you're like a match
Sticking it to me
Go on, burn on
Everybody's got the teeth
And they're sticking it to me - Track Name: Roses
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Now I need time on my own
If I say to you I need time on my own
Just to push me through
I see time on my shelf
There to hold my days
I feel time on my hands
And it makes me say
Luck runs thin
But patience will pay to the ones who wait
One tree searches the sky
It's coming to quench its grace
Yes, we are what we are
This I'm glad to say
It's me certainly you
And its here we stay
Everybody plays the fool
Sometimes as a rule
Rule right as the king
Same thing
You pull the trigger
Everybody makes the grade
Sometimes we're afraid
But I'll give you roses it you give me roses
Maybe its time
Maybe I'm late
Maybe you're there
Maybe you'll wait
One thing's for sure
We are what's in store
I feel light slip in my skin
And reflect this page I fill without a word
Just the voice I save to see
Without a clue is the price I pay
When we are what we are
And remain this way
One - in a word, I can send you the flowers for
Two - fisted fool, by the pool
When I feel it coming up
Three - You and me and the earth that replaces my
Floor - what's it for?
I can never see the meaning of it coming up
Five golden rings
Fix - me some tricks by the light of the slippery
Seven - on the dice would be nice
But I never see it coming up
Eight - is a crowd when there's no dogs allowed so it's
Nine - all mine and it's coming up
Roses - Track Name: Smile
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Go on and smile
Everybody's so grim-faced
Everybody's afraid of what they made
Don't be afraid
And don't be afraid to smile
It's such a good face
It's up to you know what to do
Know who to do it to
Strong stuff can make a strong man weak
In just a week
With all the adversaries, charging bulls and black canaries
It takes more than a day to wipe the world away
Don't beat on someone else's door
It couldn't take no less no more to smile
Where lonely hearts and sadness reign
Instead of pain
Why not feel more than merry
Warm hearts drink bananaberry
They want to feel love to make them strong
It can't be wrong
But to a precious few
You know, now what you gonna do?
I've been waiting on the answer
For the birds to sing
My heart's been ringing so long
I've been talking to them.
Were you shown the wrong direction?
I can see the pain in your eyes
I'm the hand of freedom
Come on and evade detection
I'm a man of feeling
Won't you come along with me?
It's hard to push aside the pain
But just the same
You've got one like to live
And something that we'd like to give you
You say you need love to make you strong
It can't be wrong, we all agree it's true
You know, now what you gonna do?
Smile
Everybody's so grim-faced
Everybody's afraid of what they made
Don't be afraid
And don't be afraid to smile
It's such a good face
It's up to you
Know what to do
Know who to do it to. - Track Name: Sunday Shoes
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Sunday
Sunday is a rainy day shady day
When I find my shoes
On a Sunday Sunday.
Sunday is when I find myself
A day I use to share myself
Like a tree I need sun to grow on Sunday.
So give me room and I'll spread my leaves
On the ground beneath my hurting feet
I will use them to feed myself like mistakes I've made in the past.
Oh.
If I could give you a gift
I think I'd give you a home,
One you could return to with a big telephone.
And it only has one number
And it only calls one place
And it's there for just one reason
To call me, just in case
In case things get a little lonely,
In case things get a little strange...
If I could give you a gift
I think I'd give you a home
One you could return to
So you'd never be alone.
(Sing this part for your friends at least five times)
Sunday shoes I wear when I run
Into your arms as if shot from a gun
I know that one day we'll fly to the sun
And warm our love all the way.
Sunday is when I wake by your side
And I know that one day you will be my bride
And I hope that one day I die by your side
'Cause I'll love you more even then.
Oh. - Track Name: Candle People
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Please
I don't want this world without your love
I don't need this world without your love
Your love is gonna bring me higher
You higher
We higher
Us higher
I have seen your natural wonder
And sensed all ancient circles surround me
In patching these shoes that are worn from walks OUTSIDE myself
Cross woodland trails and coveted highway
Still darling I say please
I don't want this world without your love
I don't need this world without your love
Your love is gonna bring me higher
(still higher)
I will love you
And that is this night and forever
MY BROTHERS AND MY SISTERS
I want to see it grow
Come on and keep it showing
I want to see it show
Come on and keep it growing from the top of every small hour past and yet to be
Burn yourselves a candle people
(antigravity solo)
Now I stop to see my progress
Through pad and picture laid out before me
In patching these shoes that are worn from walks INSIDE myself
I find that it's all part of the process
So just say YES
I will love you
And that is this night and forever
MY BROTHERS AND MY SISTERS
I want to see it grow
Come on and keep it showing
I want to see it show
Come on and keep it growing
Oh yes I will love you
And that is all night and forever
MY BROTHERS AND MY SISTERS
I want to see it grow
Come on and keep it showing
I want to see it show
On the prayers of every small flower cast upon the sea
Burn yourselves a candle people
Please
I don't want this world without your love
I don't need this world without your love
Your love is gonna bring me higher
Please
I don't want this world without your love
I don't need this world without your love
Your love is gonna bring me higher
And higher
Still higher
And higher
Burn yourselves a candle people
Burn yourselves a candle.
