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And the Tide Was Way Out

from home recordings (2012) by Max García Conover

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Sunday Sessions: 'And the Tide Was Way Out'
Available from Dec. 4 - Dec. 11

On the 37th take, I recorded this song in just one take. So... Pretty good.

I began writing 'And the Tide Was Way Out' about a month ago, just after celebrating El día de los muertos, thinking of my grandmother and the few experiences I've had with death. Like the holiday, this song may seem grim, but it's not meant to be.

The title is the last part of the last sentence of David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest, which I finished a few days ago (only took seven months) and immediately began reading again. The full sentence goes like this: "And when he came back to, he was flat on his back on the beach in the freezing sand, and it was raining out of a low sky, and the tide was way out."

I may release this song officially someday, but this recording will never again be available after next Sunday (12/11). So if you don't mind the homemadeness, duffed guitar lines, and random scratchy sounds, make sure to download it.

Thanks, as always, for listening.

-Max
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And the Tide Was Way Out

Where can you go you spit your stones
the dogs will bark you'll be alone

The sandpipers when tides are low
pump pump their hearts where can you go

She got sick her jaw hung low
and still put lipstick on her lips

And through her moans her carajos
she'd hold you tight her love was thick

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He said to be a kind man
to want for nothing if not for grace

You got to see the dying
you got to feel your fingers shake

As you wait
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Where can you go your liver's broke
it churns your gut and curls you toes

And when you're warm and when you're cold
it clogs your heart where can you go

And if you hide when you can find
a hollow tree that's tall and wide

While you scratch and as you sigh
the willows nap your days go by

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from home recordings (2012), track released December 4, 2011

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