Everybody Else

Everybody Else

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"Garage Rock Steady" Songs, and vocals reminiscent of 60's soul and garage rock with modern beats that bump in the club. Wildly energetic live show.

Biography

An L.A.-based trio named for a Kinks B-side, Everybody Else, owe much to the harmonies and economical songwriting of the sixties, but they draw just as much on more modern music. Meat Market grooves like Outkast but has the screaming, bluesy vocals of Little Richard or the Animals. Say Goodbye combines an electroclash beat and new wave guitars with Elvis Costello-style lead vocals and a three part harmony reminiscent of the Beach Boys. The common thread is infuriatingly catchy songs and minimalist, Dancey arrangements that sound both retro and modern at the same time. The lyrics are full of concrete images, and are often more melancholy than the music they accompany. Over the fuzzed-out disco of In Memoriam are words about mourning the memories of lost love: I still see the blue, sunken barge/ down by the shore and I/ can taste the blackberry juice on our fingers/ But theres an echo of careless, callow footsteps/ that run by so quickly. Listeners are left in that magical place where we dont really know what we are feeling, but its giving us chills.

In 2007 they released a record with Rick Parker (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Howl) which captures the spirit of their electrifying live show, marked by an energy that always seems to teeter on the edge of chaos without ever falling apart. They are currently in the studio working on a new, dancier record.

Lyrics

Makeup

Written By: Carrick Moore Gerety

Cover it up in the bathroom,
while you curse the mirror
on the wall. You can
change anything that you want to,
but your hand is shaking
when the teacher calls
One desk away, I am aching to say
“what are you so scared of?”

You’re putting on makeup
You don’t believe in love
What are you so scared of?
You’re putting on makeup
You don’t believe in love
What are you so scared of?

Three cigarettes and a razor,
some old ticket stubs with
autographs
You’re looking for entertainment,
but you’re so bored with yourself
you never laugh
They’re cheering outside
But you’re rolling your eyes
What are you so scared of?

You’re putting on makeup
You don’t believe in love
What are you so scared of?
You’re putting on makeup
You don’t believe in love
What are you so scared of?

You got a long walk home
but you got headphones
and bangs in your eyes
You need a big shove—
What are you so scared of?

Meat Market

Written By: Carrick Moore Gerety, Michael McCormack

Instead of fallin’ in love
like that
You should be knockin’ ‘em on
your back
And you should never forget
that the world where we met
is a meat market

So don’t go fallin’ in love
with me
You should be diggin’ the
scenery
You should be readin’ the sign
overhead--says that this
is a meat market

And you’ll never get away from me,
so whatcha tryin’ to do about it
You could just give me your number now
or make me have to live without it
No, you’ll never get away from me—
Don’t even try
So what’s your number, little girl?

There will be blood on the streets
Tonight
‘cause in this gutter of a world
I see light
It’s in the eyes of a girl
who is so innocent
of the meat market

And you’ll never get away from me,
so whatcha tryin’ to do about it
You could just give me your number now
or make me have to live without it
No, you’ll never get away from me—
Don’t even try
So what’s your number, little girl?

No you’ll never get away from me,
so whatcha tryin’ to do about it
You could just give me your number now
or make me have to live without it
No, you’ll never get away from me—
Don’t even try
So what’s your number, little girl?

‘Cause it’s a meat market
it’s a meat market—
this world
So what’s your number, little girl?

Alone in the World

Written By: Carrick Moore Gerety, Michael McCormack

Alone in the world, I’m alone
in the world tonight
And nobody’s listening to me
but it feels all right
Scraping a stick along a fence
in the fading twilight
Falling in love with a face in a Ford
that’s screaming by

‘Cause I’m alone in the world
tonight
Dancing with the traffic lights
Looking for a dream but I
call and get no reply
I’m alone in the world tonight

When I hear the music, the sound
of the distant drum-beat
I ollie the curb and I skate
along 17th street
‘Cause somewhere a girl’s trying on
yet another outfit
And somewhere a party is starting
But I can’t get into it

‘Cause I’m alone in the world
tonight
Dancing with the traffic lights
Looking for a dream but I
call and get no reply
And I’m screaming as loud as I can
‘Cause I’m alone in the world tonight

When I hear the music, the sound
of the distant drum-beat,
it’s just like the sound of my wheels
on the cracks in the sidewalk
at my feet

‘Cause I’m alone in the world
tonight
Dancing with the traffic lights
Looking for a dream but I
call and get no reply
And I’m screaming as loud as I can
‘Cause I’m alone in the world tonight

Discography

"Everybody Else"--Eponymous Debut Album, 2007

"1 1/2"-- Acoustic Album, 2008

"Gold Noise"-- Four Song EP, 2008

Set List

Typically we do a 45 minute set of about 11 songs:

Meat Market
Faker
In Memoriam
Born to Do
Say Goodbye
Without You
Makeup
Longest Hour of My Life
Game Theory
Iowa Park
Button For Punishment