8 Inch Betsy

8 Inch Betsy

 Chicago, Illinois, USA
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8 Inch Betsy is:

Meghan Galbraith - Guitar/Lead Vocals
Eli Burke - Bass
Melissa Thomas - Drums

What if punk was pretty, but not emo? Listen as this Chicago trio turn their shy awkwardness into a fierce, mighty, rock-your-pants-off mania!

Biography

8 INCH BETSY Chicago queercore outfit 8 Inch Betsy played aggressive lyric-driven rock with an equal debt to riot grrl ideals, snotty ‘90s pop punk and the heart-on-your-sleeve honesty of artists like PJ Harvey & Nina Nastasia. Earlier this year, frontwoman and primary songwriter Meghan Galbraith passed away at the age of 35, leaving in her wake a legacy of love, camaraderie and a finished album that—until now—had gone unreleased. On Nov. 13, 307 Knox Records (Future Islands, Dan Deacon) will posthumously issue 8 Inch Betsy’s sophomore album, The Mean Days.

Before Galbraith’s death, 8 Inch Betsy toured the U.S. many times over, sharing the stage with indie darlings like The Gossip, Girl in a Coma, Marnie Stern, Jucifer, and heavy hitters like Cyndi Lauper and Indigo Girl Amy Ray. Their single, "Doomed,” was picked for inclusion in Xbox’s celebrated Rock Band game, and 8 Inch Betsy has been featured in outlets such as NYLON, Curve, After Ellen and The Chicago Tribune.
While the band’s members—Meghan Galbraith, Eli Burke & Melissa Thomas —identify as queer, The Mean Days doesn’t lend itself to overt LGBT themes, instead basking in the human condition: failed relationships, a longing for things lost, the chaos in how life can suddenly shift and push you in a completely new direction. All of 8 Inch Betsy’s songs were written by Galbraith, tearing pages from the secret book of her life and gluing them back together in a filigree of rock anthems. “Our songs are inspired by life experiences, relationships and everything that you can’t say out loud,” Galbraith once told Ohio State newspaper The Lantern.
It’s this idea of relationships that is most important to Galbraith’s story. In her life, she touched a staggering number of people—personally, professionally and romantically, and the wound that she leaves behind is deep. Galbraith surrounded herself with novelists, playwrights, activists, politicians, musicians and artists. She was a beacon of creativity and a stalwart neighborhood fixture. Chicago mayor Rham Emaneul would go out of his way to chat with her at local haunts. She acted in numerous plays written and directed by novelist Joe Meno and was on the cover of his book Hairstyles of the Damned. She was a regular volunteer with Girls Rock! Chicago, a program dedicated to teaching young girls creative expression, positive self-esteem and community awareness through music.
They recorded their debut LP, This Time, Last Time, Every Time (QCR) at Chicago’s Joyride Studios with Brian Leach, creating a compelling record that takes listeners on a passionate journey through Galbraith's brilliant mind. It’s a humble, angsty, honest, full-throttle album with tons of catchy hooks. 8 Inch Betsy wanted to replicate the experience with their follow-up, but the recording of The Mean Days was a drawn-out process that began in 2010 and went on for years. 
“Recording The Mean Days was easy and fun,” Burke recalls. “We wanted to give the album a live feel, so we’d just do a few runs of each song and tweak it here and there over time. Part of the problem came from a falling out with our original drummer. It was hard finding a replacement with a similar skill set. Christian [Moder] really killed it on this album, but we needed a full-time drummer.”
8 Inch Betsy continued to tour with a slew of drummers coming and going, but nothing felt right until they found Melissa Thomas, head of 307 Knox Records. She believed in the band, fought to get them on her label and was their drummer until the end. “I had some of the best times of my life on the road with Meghan and Eli,” she says. “I feel privileged to have spent so much time with such talented people. Now that there's no more 8 Inch Betsy, I feel good in the fact that I’ll be bringing the gospel of Meghan and 8 Inch Betsy to the people by releasing this album.”
The Mean Days is the last studio album recorded by Galbraith. The tracks are peppered with her laughter, her burps and her beautiful voice, sometimes light, feminine and delicate, other times growling, brutal and hard as nails—sometimes both simultaneously as she sings her own harmonies. The feeling that this album is her final goodbye to the world is tempered by the fact that she was such a prolific musician—dozens of audio tapes she recorded on a beat-up 4-track remain scattered amongst her lifetime of friends and lovers. In addition to this excellent new album, the secret b-sides and hidden tracks of Meghan Galbraith are still out there if one wants to find them.

Lyrics

Doomed

Written By: Meghan Galbraith

That’s not where I want to be
In the middle of the night,
staring at the ceiling.
Half pissed and half drunk,
schematics in my head.
Building windows and doors,
every place they don’t fit.
I’m losing it.

(chorus)

You think, you know me but you’re so wrong.
You think, you know me but you’re so wrong.
I have the logic and reason to fight you,
and if you deny me be doomed.
You will be doomed.

That’s not, how it’s supposed to be.
What I said’s not what I mean,
supposing all seams meet.
You’re crashing windows and doors,
right in my face.
You’re putting gum in my hair,
pulling at underwear.
I’m losing all my cares.

(chorus)

You think, you know me but you’re so wrong.
You think, you know me but you’re so wrong.
I have the logic and reason to fight you,
and if you deny me be doomed.
You will be doomed.

That’s not, what I meant to say.
You’re getting in the way,
egregious display,
of mind fucking games.
And I’m here in hell.
I don’t need your help,
I’ll do it myself.
I’m better off alone.

G.I. Joe

Written By: Meghan Galbraith

Hours of cartoons, and GI Joe platoons. I’m climbing high and fast.

Up a tree outside my house that spit me out once or twice, that would always be bigger than me. Up a window outside my room, that spit me out a time or two, that would always know better than me.

(chorus)
O wind you’re wicked, carry me and lash me through the trees. I’ll burn my old jean jacket in a pile of your leaves.

I’ll leave the past behind and never be unkind, if I don’t have to be a kid anymore.

High school left me angrier and college just plain left me, sitting on a couch doing goddamn nothing.

I waited for the sky to open and fall into my lap. Patiently awaiting growing old.

(chorus)

Burning Barbie’s hair smells like my sister crying. And textbooks always remind me how I don’t like being told what to do.

October Sucks

Written By: Meghan Galbraith

Your fatalistic flaws don’t always go unseen. Sometimes these streets are mean, they eat away at the dirt and sand. Supposing seasons always change, supposing I will be the same. With grey skies and cooler near the lake.

(chorus)
All the trees are waiting for the fall. Summer’s been, gone for so long. Never to return to us, summers gone and left us scared. Here we are and October sucks.

Your realistic truths, you caught me in a bad mood. Today is not the day, I eat away at your face and skin. Supposing seasons always change, supposing I will still remain. With grey eyes I’m cooler near the lake.

All the trees are waiting for the fall. Summer’s been gone for so long. Never to return to us. Summers gone and left us askance and here we are and October sucks.

Your fatalistic flaws don’t always go unseen. Sometimes I can be mean; I eat away at your face and skin. Supposing seasons are the same, supposing I’m the one that changes. With grey eyes I’m nowhere near the lake

All the trees are waiting for the fall. Summer’s been gone for so long. Never to return to us. Summers gone and left us alone. Now we’re scared, October sucks.

Waiting Under Your Car

Written By: Meghain Galbraith & 8 Inch Betsy

I got ten bucks that says I love you. I'm just messin' around, I don't have ten bucks. I'm sleeping in my car, and eating take-out. The ground here is wet and cold, and a bit awkward. (Chorus:)Waiting under your car, I wrote a song for you on my guitar. Let's just get this one thing straight – there's no proof I'm not insane and under your car right now. We should go somewhere where it's fall all year. I'd watch the leaves swirl and follow your every step. They would swirl and carry on, just as we would. As they dry and fall apart what would we do? (Chorus) The leaves will go and so will I. Doesn't matter what I do what matters is I tried. Leaves die and I will always try to be the one who never left your side 'til…And if I had one chance, it would be one more than I had. (Chorus)

Train

Written By: Meghan Galbraith

"Train" & "As Lovers Do" Lyrics

TRAIN: The train goes by right over my house. It leaves me here I'm oblivious. The bitter wind will turn these leaves to ash, and leave no trace. Restring my guitars and put my shit in piles. I took a nap today so I could stay a while. But everything, everything, everything is still in my way. Strap on my skateboard and take it to the street. And go fast and far on aching swelling feet. But everything, everything, everything slows me down. The train goes by right over my house. It leads me here, to kick the windows out. The bitter wind will turn these leaves to ash, and leave no trace. I am going to change the way you think about yourself. I am going to shake away the demons in this house, but everything I was told I was shown you were wrong. I am going to change the way they feel about us now. Erase all the nasty looks that they endow, because everything you were told, I was shown I was wrong. The train goes by right over my house. It leads me here, to kick the windows out. The bitter wind will turn these leaves to ash, and leave no trace. I am going to make away with all the time we saved, to feel that we belong. I won't wait to feel strong, watch the leaves fall down. To show that were weren't wrong.

As Lovers Do

Written By: Meghan Galbraith

"Train" & "As Lovers Do" Lyrics

TRAIN: The train goes by right over my house. It leaves me here I'm oblivious. The bitter wind will turn these leaves to ash, and leave no trace. Restring my guitars and put my shit in piles. I took a nap today so I could stay a while. But everything, everything, everything is still in my way. Strap on my skateboard and take it to the street. And go fast and far on aching swelling feet. But everything, everything, everything slows me down. The train goes by right over my house. It leads me here, to kick the windows out. The bitter wind will turn these leaves to ash, and leave no trace. I am going to change the way you think about yourself. I am going to shake away the demons in this house, but everything I was told I was shown you were wrong. I am going to change the way they feel about us now. Erase all the nasty looks that they endow, because everything you were told, I was shown I was wrong. The train goes by right over my house. It leads me here, to kick the windows out. The bitter wind will turn these leaves to ash, and leave no trace. I am going to make away with all the time we saved, to feel that we belong. I won't wait to feel strong, watch the leaves fall down. To show that were weren't wrong.

AS LOVERS DO: I did my turn with the devil, it's gone and left me none wise. Now I look back, scared as hell, and look at all those lies we're told. These angels and devils seem to linger and sweep me off of my feet. They all go away as lovers do. I had my turn with the angel, she sat, she stayed for a while. Now that she's gone I'm gonna miss her. I wish she'd come back and stay forever. These angels and devils seem to linger and sweep me off of my feet. They all go away as lovers do. I had my standoff with the devil, believe you me, it was uncool. I had my stay-in with the angel, I wish she'd come back and teach me something new. These angels and devils seem to linger and sweep me off of my feet. They all go away as lovers do.

Discography

2008; "This Time, Last Time, Every Time," - a 13 track LP *** Radio Edits available upon request!

2007; DEMO Remix with previously unreleased bonus track.

2005; Debut Demo

All music tracked and produced at Pragma Studios, by Adam Newman- Chicago.

2008 release, "This Time Last Time Every Time" was mixed at Joyride Studios by Brian Leach, mastered at Scientific Mastering by Blaise Barton - Chicago.

purchase at:
- www.cdbaby.com/8inchbetsy
- www.itunes.com
- www.queercontrol.com/8inchbetsy

OR

You can request it by "special order" at your local music store. It can be ordered from our distributor.

8 Inch Betsy - Contact:

Liz - 8inchbetsy@gmail.com

Set List

60-90 minute set, 10-16 songs.

1. October Sucks
2. Arms and Legs
3. As Lover Do
4. Crazy in Here
5. Waiting Under Your Car
6. Unemployable
7. If you Fall in Love
8. About Control
9. Fireblast
10.Death of Me
11.Train
12. So Dark
13. Bender
14. Get in the Van
15. Arise
16. Doomed
17. Paddy's Irish Song