Live: 5 from the 506

by JKutchma

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The cost of this album is the price of an average gallon of gasoline on 3/30/11. If you bought this album, you got me a little further down the road on my tour. Thank you.

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released 30 March 2011
Recorded live at the Local 506 in scenic Chapel Hill, NC on March 25, 2011. JKutchma opened for Jenny Owens Young and Tim Barry. Patrick ran the soundboard. Hoppie worked the bar. Steve Oliva cracked knuckles at the door.

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tags: americana folk gospel punk acoustic Durham

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Track Name: Rust Belt Heart (local 506 3/25/11)
Ghosts of glories reign here, clothes are shadows of former selves. Unsealing mother's eyes, the pigeons take flight as Monsignor’s ringing the church bells. Cinder-block car beneath the snow, my family wants and I want so much more than my wrinkles show. And the neighbors they've gone away. Dark house, all the drop-outs they play inside. I can't afford to stay, I can't afford to say goodbye.

The sad refrain that you won't ever make the grade. Tear it apart my rust belt heart.

Screams in the kitchen, all the bedroom tension. They're sending us home one week before we get pension. "Clean out your locker, gentlemen, we wish you the best" and then they watched the men walk down the suicide steps. Mother claws and scratches, she works part-time. All these steel-toed boots in the unemployment line. I have to remind myself I'm a good man. Tears remind us of what was or what may be like friction squealing unoiled machinery.

The sad refrain that you won't ever make the grade. Tear it apart my rust belt heart.
Track Name: Used To Believe (local 506 3/25/11)
I used to believe in the radio
All alone in my bedroom, how I loved it so
What happened, I can't guess
But I was listening less and less
Hanging around with a different crowd, yeah I suppose

My and my friends we were punks
Drunk as hell cause that's punk as fuck
We got a band to be famous and to get laid
Hey can you blame us?
But without a record deal, we did the punk rock thing and broke up

My Pop don't believe in the power of song
"Son the only way a song is going to right a wrong:
Take the lyrics of 'Blowin' In The Wind',
Write them on the bills with Ben Franklin
Pass them around to the poor across this great country
And maybe, eventually, you're going to cure poverty

All I ever needed was rock and roll
Rock and roll and a turntable
And me and Lou and Iggy Pop
And the drugs and Mary and oh, we couldn't stop!
I wonder how my kids are doing these days

I wrote songs that matter! I had a story to tell!
I thought that's what the world wanted as well
I wrote The Greatest Songs You Never Heard
You assholes asked for 'Freebird'
Well damn you and FM Radio straight to hell

I used to believe that a catchy tune
Can cause world peace if everyone will just sing with you
Then I started watching the evening news
Now I believe what they want me to:
'Read Psalms! Drop bombs! And God Bless America!'

I used to believe in a lot of things
I used to believe in believing
But now it's just so hard
Still, I got something to say and a guitar
Maybe that's all the reason I need to believe
Track Name: I'll Survive (local 506 3/25/11)
When the sea sent me a hurricane I survived
Through a hole in my roof I saw a black sky
I got water through the floor and a boat through the door
I can’t call that a home no more
When the sea sent me a hurricane, I survived

The devil took my Daddy but I survived
See Daddy took to drinking, me-oh-my!
I survived his cussin’, his drinkin’, his sin
But I can’t say the same for him
The devil took my Daddy, I’ll survive

The war took my brother, I’ll survive
He was serving his country in the front line
He died by a bullet, friend or foe?
The U.S. Government still don’t know
Someone killed my brother I don’t know why

Jesus took my baby, why Lord why?
Oh why Lord him, and not I?
A life would end before it’d start
No greater pain for a parent’s heart
Jesus took my baby and only he knows why

Now you standing at my door saying you leaving tonight
You know you ain’t ever been worth one tear from my eye
You call me cheap and worthless down by the bar
Who the hell do you think you are?
You want to leave get to steppin’ tonight

I’m not gonna say it again, good-bye
Let me say it loud and clear:
Without you I know I can survive
Track Name: Teenage DMZ (local 506 3/25/11)
Nobody understands me
Nobody understand me now
My Momma don't get it
My Poppa say boy you better turn that shit down
I don't make sense to my teachers
I don't make sense to my preachers now
All I do is go 'yeah yeah'

They say you need an education
They say you need some ambition
They say this boy just needs some salvation
I don't understand
Cause they stand there with their prescriptions
Watching their televisions
They got augmentations
And ammunitions
All I do is go 'yeah yeah'

They used to sing tuitti fruitti
They used to sing be-bop-a-hula baby
They'd dance so close to shama-lama-ding-dong
And gabba gabba hey
I don't understand
I don't understand why they don't understand
When I go 'yeah yeah'

I remember that summer
I saved up every dime
I walked to the counter slapped down my dollar
Pointed to a guitar and said I believe that is mine
And it was like for the first time
For the very first time
I could stand up tall
From now on I'm going to stand up tall
And I'm walking tall
And I'm singing loud
I'm gonna go 'yeah yeah'
Track Name: I Will Not Be Broken Nor Will I Be Denied (local 506 3/25/11)
All my life nothing's ever been clear
Although I'm a man grown I still have my fears
And every time I widen my eyes the more I'm terrified
But I will not be broken and I won't be denied

It's been I, yes, that's chosen this path
It seems every step I've made, I've wanted to turn back
I've taken my falls and I've had to crawl
But every time I stand and reply:
I will not be broken nor will I be denied

I will not be broken nor will I be denied
Though tempted I may, I can't walk away
Until I'm satisfied
Oh the pain life brings when you're just following dreams
But I will not be broken nor will I be denied

There's been many a time that I couldn't stand tall
I was wasted, forgotten, no I had nothing
Cause I gave my all, I thought
"Stay down, don't get up! Stay down, don't get up!"
But no, not this time
Because I will not be broken nor will I be denied

I will not be broken nor will I be denied
Though tempted I may, I can't walk away
Until I'm satisfied
Oh the pain life brings when you're just following dreams
But I will not be broken nor will I be denied