Eric Harrison's Crash Chorus

Eric Harrison's Crash Chorus

 Fanwood, New Jersey, USA
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Literate pop, clever and passionate. "Exhibits the strengths of Elvis Costello and Bob Dylan" -- The Georgetown Review . . . "Original lyrics which border on genius" -- Option

Biography

The Eric Harrison story begins in December 1988 on a cold and rainy Sunday night in London. Scores of pasty Kings College students have filled the Phoenix and Firkin pub to witness the debut of their nervous American classmate. It's been a while since the last Don McLean revival tour and Eric's British peers are excited to hear a genuine Yankee folksinger serve up "American Pie." Little did they know he'd rather eat glass.

Sixty minutes and fifteen originals later Our Hero had completely alienated his audience and forfeited any chance of bedding an English lass with the aphrodisiac strains of "Sugar Mountain." But a songwriter was born.

Upon returning to Princeton University in 1990 Eric began performing his original material throughout the tri-state area. In 1990 Eric formed the Crash Chorus and recorded Anyone Can Fill Your Shoes, a ten song cassette (Hey, it was 1990!) that garnered positive reviews in local and national press.

Over the next eight years Eric obtained a law degree from Georgetown University, began a career as a civil defense attorney in New Jersey, honed his performing skills and released four more critically-acclaimed collections of original material: Pathosaurus, Storm Your Revolution!, The Serious Cafe and Cutting Edge.

In 2000 Breakfast was served. The debut CD contains fourteen songs -- eight remixed favorites from past releases and six completely new tracks. Recorded and mixed by Steve Evetts at New Jersey's Trax East Studios, Breakfast was the band's most fully realized project to date.

In April 2005 the YES Network used "Opening Day" in "Pride, Power and Pinstripes," their special on the 2005 New York Yankees. The team went on to rack up their worst April record since 1944. This we attribute to the network's decision to use only 30 seconds of the song while the credits rolled, as opposed to playing the entire song with video of the Crash Chorus rocking 55,000 fans at Yankee Stadium. (Don't underestimate the power of Photoshop.)

In May 2005 Eric completed and released "A Little Bit of Sickness", a collection of 11 new recordings engineered and mixed by Eric Kvortek at Trax East Studios. We think it's a minor masterpiece. (But what the hell do "we" know --"we" are Eric sitting at his computer in his ratty boxers dreaming of stardom while ignoring his two year old daughter's cries for milk!)

The music: Literate pop, clever and passionate. "Exhibits the strengths of Elvis Costello and Bob Dylan" -- The Georgetown Review . . . "Original lyrics which border on genius" -- Option . . . "Acoustic-oriented punk death poetry" -- The Insider . . . "Strong songwriting, good singing, thoughtful production" . . . The Splatter Effect . . . "Clever, passionate lyrics and a melodic, catchy, sound" -- The Sentinel . . . "Tight pop-folk gems bristling with wry sarcasm and desperate longing . . . radiant with more incandescent moments than most songwriters can muster in a career" -- Georgetown Weekly

By day Eric practices law as a trial attorney at Methfessel & Werbel in beautiful Rahway, New Jersey. By night he performs throughout the tri-state area, both as a solo act and with the Crash Chorus.

Lyrics

The Sweetest Ache

Written By: Eric Harrison

The Sweetest Ache

Woke up early and tripped a gate
Found a path ever clear and straight
To the sweetest ache

Flower garden on the lake
Sickly scent of a new mistake
I can’t wait to see the face of the sweetest ache

Crackling like frosted grass
Inviting pure not started yet
All I see runs back to me
This promise I will not forget

Sun will snow rain will flake
Fire freeze and the air will quake
Day will fall night will break for the sweetest ache

Water rise so cold I shake
Wading in to the no escape
I’ll be rolling in the wake of the sweetest ache

Stood outside it uninvited
Till her brown eyes let me in
Half a life to walk beside it
Finally to live within

Now I’m heading home and I’m well past late
There was a time I could not relate
Now I’m caught and I won’t cut bait from the sweetest ache

I’ll wake up early jump the gate
Find a path ever clear and straight
Close the door and seal the fate of the sweetest ache


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Copyright Control 2001 Eric Harrison/EHP Records

Swinging Doors

Written By: Eric Harrison

Swinging Doors

Won’t you slip into my loneliness in chartreuse or in green
It’s been tailored taut and sheer so bright it’s hardly seen
And if you ever stumble in this escapade of fear
There’s a question hanging on an open answer

Turn that scratch into an itch
Step inside to me

When you walk through swinging doors
With a head half full of sin
I can see the light behind you
Where you come from who you’ve been
If you crawl into my window I’ll be glad to be your host
But when you walk through swinging doors
That’s when I like you most

So you take my hand and gracefully escort me to the brink
Buying every lie you sell I dive into your drink
And when you lay me down like money we’re too tired to spend
How I long for all the promise of your entrance

But I don’t need to dream about it
Till tomorrow night

When you walk through swinging doors
With a head half full of sin
I can see the light behind you
Where you come from who you’ve been
If you crawl into my window I’ll be glad to be your host
But when you walk through swinging doors
That’s when I like you most

Copyright Control 2001 Eric Harrison/EHP Records

Storm Your Revolution

Written By: Eric Harrison

Back when you had something to fight for
And the world was a thorn in your side
Your words didn't come from no cue card
The truth was something more than the next convenient lie

And everybody laughed at you baby
Though you swore you would turn it around
As you tore out your soul before a sea of empty chairs
Did you dive into this just to drown?

You've said it makes no difference to you twenty times or more
Head on the corporate chopping block, death rapping at your door
When they threw you in the oven babe you knew it had begun
How quickly your ideas go from half-baked to overdone

I can see a different world
Where the kiss of life is an execution
It breaks my heart
How I'd like to storm your revolution

They'll be calling the kill consequential
Kicking all the coins out of your cup
Will your poverty and grace take you to a safer place
Or just a marketplace for martyrs in the rough?

Like a doe you froze up in luck's headlights
Like a snake you slid under the hood
Now the engine keeps you warm as it robs you of all form
Are you so surprised to be misunderstood?

Where the shell shock of the centuries just begs you to explode
As you become what you despise just do as you are told
In a dungeon full of visionaries choking on your dust
Your siren song a soundtrack as the sweat begins to rust

I can see a different world
Where the kiss of life is an execution
It breaks my heart
How I'd like to storm your revolution

I can taste the blood in my dreams
Where a shotgun blast is the sole solution
It breaks my heart
How I'd like to storm your revolution

Copyright Control 2001 Eric Harrison/EHP Records

Mexicali or the Road

Written By: Eric Harrison

Cold steel you left your mark
Till everything went dark
We gotta stop the poison flow
Before it hits the heart

So you dust off that suitcase
And I'll pack my guitar
We'll drive until our luck improves
Turn this rut into a groove

Mexicali or the road
We threw away a gilded cage like caution to the wind
Mexicali or the road -- You won't take me in

At a Colorado rest stop
Our coffee had gone cold
When I got out to fill your cup
Saw you talking on the phone

With your head thrown back a secret laugh
I hadn't heard in years
You said "The kids are fine I talked to them"
But it was nearly three a.m.

At the Sunny Sky Hotel
We could not hide the clouds
You slept with your back to me
But honey it's no mystery

Mexicali or the road
We thought that one would rescue love
But it's too late to win
Mexicali or the road -- You won't take me in

There's dignity in destiny
There's clarity in rage
So I'll gladly tear apart the strings
That we tied so tight that dark and fateful day

We were clawing at the closet walls a cliche we created
In a valley of tequila from a bottle long past dated

And I guess I'll never know his name
And you will not know hers
The hearts we cross and double-cross
Will somehow live to take the loss

Copyright Control 2001 Eric Harrison/EHP Records

Crying in Your Sleep

Written By: Eric Harrison

As the rain falls down upon our room
you've been tossing in our bed
I was hoping you might reach for me
But I've come to find instead

There's a wall between I cannot scale
If I try I know I'll only fail
Though I feel your breath upon my cheek
I know you're a world away

You've been crying in your sleep again
And I heard another name
Turned the light off like a bride and groom
Now I hardly feel the same

I'll never know the light that came and went
I'll never know the love you might have spent

All good fortune ours to reap
But it drove me down so deep
When you were crying in your sleep

You wake up and slide away from me
I'm left staring at the wall
Is it only my imagining
Or is it something I once saw

Conjured up a careless memory
Did it mean more than it seemed to me?
Could his words unspoken years ago
keep me from your heart today?

Kiss me on the lips hello and on the cheek goodbye
I’ll feel that hollowness again
Was our love just a lie?

Your trail of tears is dragging me back
to a place where I can see no promise left to keep
Only crying in your sleep

Discography

Anyone Can Fill Your Shoes - 10 song cassette, 1990
Pathosaurus - 15 song cassette, 1991
Storm Your Revolution - 8 song cassette, 1993
The Serious Cafe - 10 song cassette, 1994
Cutting Edge - 8 song cassette, 1997

Breakfast - 14 song CD, 1999
A Little Bit of Sickness - 10 song CD, 2005
Before Breakfast - 18 song CD, 2007

Salt - iTunes single, 2009

Set List

Storm Your Revolution
A Little Bit of Sickness
22d Birthday
Sweetest Ache
Friendly Town
Swinging Doors
Opening Day
To Love is to Suffocate
Crying in Your Sleep
And the Band Played 'Freebird'
Driver 8 (REM)
88 Jeep
Never Tread Lightly Again
Mexicali or the Road
Larger Than Life
Before You Were Born
Shelter from the Storm (Dylan)
Leopard Skin Pillbox Hat (Dylan)
Growin Up (Bruce)
Rockin in the Free World (Neil Young)