The cellphone sidewalk is dangerous,
The catwalk sidewalk is boring,
Everyone's dressed to be noticed,
But no one is even looking.
I want to look wholesome,
I want to feel wholesome,
I want to sound more wholesome,
I want to live a life more wholesome.
Nevada City,
I'm coming to taste your gold,
Nevada City,
Give me your amber glow.
A ghost of New York City,
Those bastards walked right through me,
A no one even dare stop to gawk,
Since the computer replaced the sidewalk.
Well I just couldn't dig that frequency,
So I chose to reject that machinery,
And search for a less sterile scenery,
Like naked bodies dancing in a cold, spring creek.
I just want to grow wholesome,
I just want to live wholesome,
And when I die of old age,
I want my chalk white bones to taste wholesome.
For the birds and the bees,
And the wild horses in the sea,
And the roots of the trees,
Growing down deep!
Into the backbone of the beast,
Into the spine of our country
America the beautiful,
My home!
Her roots grow deep,
Beneath my naked feet,
I call her power into my bones!
And she takes my swollen grief,
And turns it into trees,
America's spirit dances down my throat.
Into my chest that beats,
For Pagan liberty,
The mountains of America are my home!
Just leave me and my mountains alone!
A deep-seeded mountain spirit,
Sent forth to me a message,
A whisper from the river,
Amongst the sidewalk glamor clamor.
It said the avant-garde is in the garden,
Beauty is in the mountains,
Freedom lives deep in the forest,
Where the roots of trees grow lawless!
I just want to live wholesome,
I just want to feel wholesome,
I want to eat more wholesome foods,
I want to plant more wholesome roots.
In Nevada City,
Where the water is emerald green,
But before I go to Nevada City.
I'll try out the Plattekill creek.
credits
from Wholesome (2016),
released July 31, 2016
Luis Mojica: piano & vocals
Brian Viglione: drums
Melora Creager: cello & vocals
Caelan Manning: saxophone
Sister Ursuline: treble cello
Ryder Cooley: accordion
Cephlica: flutes
Produced by Luis Mojica
Recorded & mixed by Jason Sarubbi
Mastered by Mike Tierney
This is a new version of Amanda's original "Theatre is Evil" album, exclusively showcasing her impressive piano skills as well as her vocal prowess in a single instrument, one woman show that blows the audience away with its raw power and stripped down interpretation of these now classic songs. So fresh, so welcome. So AFP of Amanda. Delenn
So, here's my thing about this amazing thing. I've listened to every single thing of Amanda's that I could since 2008. So when I say I failed with this album, you'll understand how big that is. When this came out, I thought I'd get around to it later because I knew a bunch of the tracks on it already. I never got around to it. Now, I've heard it, and I'm broken. In the best way. I lost a dear friend this year, and I'm never going to get over it, but this album helps so much. Thank you, Amanda. Delenn