Brothers McCann

Brothers McCann

 Boston, Massachusetts, USA
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A harmonious brotherhood from Boston.

Biography

Brothers McCann creates sparse palettes of lush sound - weaving sweeping three-part harmonies over rustic, romantic reinventions of folk-rock. Mike, Pat and Erik point to the heart of their New England musical upbringing with three distinct songwriting styles on rotating display. By hushing the noise of the outside world, Brothers
McCann welcomes the eager, patient listener to invest in their melodies and experience a unique live performance.

Lyrics

Still Somebody Else

Written By: Patrick R. McCann

Weakness defined is a face that comes around
When your troubled word has got you by the tail
There's nothing around
No one here to understand
You stand diminished by a past somebody's words
And those somebody's words cut you deep and swallowed you whole
And your ostrich head is buried in the sand
You do what you can

You're still somebody else
No matter what you think to say
You're still somebody else
Rotating the moods from day to day
You're still somebody else
And nothing's the same since you put on that face
You're still somebody else
Even when you're by yourself

So you're stuck in a crowd that bends your mind
And ties you down
You've been thinking that you need a new way out
There's nothing around
That gets you to that other place
Where you're gonna shine
You'll let that truth spill all about
And I can see in your grin
All those things that you've held in
And I'm the only one who is set for your surprise
As doubt subsides

You're still somebody else
No matter what you think to say
You're still somebody else
Rotating the moods from day to day
You're still somebody else
And nothing's the same since you put on that face
You're still somebody else
Even when you're by yourself

It would be a miracle just to feel at home
You're all alone and riding on that breeze
While you're balanced on that life that rests on sacrifice
It would be nice
To reacquaint those days of ease

And I can see in your grin
All those things that you've held in
And I'm the only one who is set for your surprise
As doubt subsides
You're still somebody else
No matter what you think to say
You're still somebody else
Rotating the moods from day to day
You're still somebody else
And nothing's the same since you put on that face
You're still somebody else
Even when you're by yourself"

She Thinks

Written By: Mike McCann

Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night and no, I did not go downtown in the rain.
I sat up thinking somethings just not right then I heard my baby start to complain.
She held my hand, She don't understand, She don't comprehend my every move.
She says that she can see, what lies in front of me. But still there's so much left that I have to prove.

Baby come on!

She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time.
She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time and that's all right by me.

Ten-fifteen on that very same night and then I saw a plate go flying through the air.
She said you sonofabitchiwonttakethatshitiwonttakenomore,
I said "Baby, sit your fine ass down in that chair and let me talk to you for a minute"
She held my hand, she don't understand. I try to understand her empassioned moods.
She says that she can see, what lies in front of me, But still there's so much left that I have to prove.

Baby come on!

She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time.
She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time and that's all right by me.

She don't want to walk a road with no end.
I said I'll try my best, but I feel like I lost my only friend".

She thinks she knows me. She thinks she "knows".
She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time.
She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time
She thinks she knows me, she think she "knows"

She thinks she knows me but she don't think all the time and that's all right by me

Different Colors

Written By: Patrick R. McCann

When you're at my front door
I hesitate before I let you in
There are more doors lined up this street
Many smiles that could lay within
But first I'll need to catch
A couple of breaths
Before I follow you follow you through
From the rest

I'm gonna see you out this door
Smile stretched is insecure
Never really loved one heart for too long
They may all think I'm wrong that you're the right one for me
It may be vain to tow the water but these fish are different colors in my sea

What an enormous start of my day
I've got a receiver in my ear
It's just a harsh reminder that everything only gets better for
The next 23 minutes
Then time re-expires
And I'm lit back on fire
And on the insides
I'm like a burning ember
Of a last known cigarette ending all the points of a small gust of wind
That carried the thought of you the spider spinning your obnoxiously naive silk

I'm gonna see you out this door
Smile stretched is insecure
Never really loved one heart for too long
They may all think I'm wrong that you're the right one for me
It may be vain to tow the water but these fish are different colors in my sea

I'm gonna see you out this door
Smile stretched is insecure
Never really loved one heart for too long
They may all think I'm wrong that you're the right one for me
It may be vain to tow the water but these fish are different colors in my sea"

Wind Inside

Written By: Mike and Pat McCann

The wind whipped her copper strands and dried old tears I'll never understand.
On her knees in the April rain, I felt from afar the numbing pain.
But something about the breeze, as she rose up from her knees gave me strength to keep on moving on.

People move your eyes over there she has got wind inside her hair.
Maybe owning a piece of her heart for more balance in the art of love.

The cross and blossoms almost made me cry. Though she never ever crossed my patch. Still a tear wells up in my eye.
It's been said you might forget what she did or what she said. But the way she made you feel will never be dead.

People move your eyes over there she has got wind inside her hair.
Maybe owning a piece of her heart for more balance in the art of love.

Is it worth a try? I ask myself most every night.
Is it worth a try? Even though my heart screams that it's not right.
Is it worth a try? I guess not but for now I just need a piece of mind.

People move your eyes over there she has got wind inside her hair.
Maybe owning a piece of her heart for more balance in the art of love.

Leaving Town

Written By: Patrick R. McCann

How many times was there trouble
Whenever I smiled a certain way?
No I never held any added depth
I was happy in the offhand things I'd say..

So I wanna know where I went wrong
Cause I think I had it right this whole time
Exhausted in this 'bout and once again
I'm arranging blind ambition in my mind

So I'm leaving town
My life will be much brighter when it's finally found
I'm leaving town
Difference is waiting to learn my middle name
When I finally leave this town

How many times did I stand corrected
Like I spoke against what you held dearly in mind?
I can't fight the feeling it always gets the best of me
It kills me that opinions don't combine..

Seems I've always had some plan
That I've kicked around and somehow it's the same old
Every days just like tomorrow
When you're waking up too late and freezing cold

I'm leaving town
My life will be much brighter when it's finally found
I'm leaving town
Difference is waiting to learn my middle name
When I finally leave this town

So I wanna know where I went wrong
Cause I think I had it right this whole time
Every day is just like tomorrow
Where you're waking up too late and freezing cold

I'm leaving town
My life will be much brighter when it's finally found
I'm leaving town
Difference is waiting to learn my middle name
When I finally leave this town

My life will be much brighter when
My life will be much brighter when
My life will be much brighter when
My life will be much brighter

Discography

Different Colors - 2009

Set List

For live recordings and setlists, go to archive.org.

We have over 4 hours of original music including:

Dear Life
Leaving Town
She Thinks
Blue
Hearing the Angels
Gone
In That Way
Communication
My Own Way
Dead and Done
Touch
True Heart Speak
Almost Home
By The Railroad
Separate Ways
Still Somebody Else
Shambles
Different Colors
Wind Inside
Control
Innocence
On The Door
Roll Down
Bones
EMR
Misinformation

Covers:
Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles
Get Back - The Beatles
Sissyneck- Beck
Lovely Day - Bill Withers
Groove Me - King Floyd
Kiss - Prince
Hotstepper- Ini Kamoze
Ice Cold Daydream- Shuggie Otis
Boogie on Reggae Woman- Stevie Wonder
Houses in Motion- Talking Heads
Don't Stop Till Ya Get Enough- Michael Jackson