Matt Minchew

Matt Minchew

 Nashville, Tennessee, USA
BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

Little bit of country, little bit of indie rock, a tinge of folk and a whole lot of fun. If you're looking for more than listen to my new record "Concord Anthems" at http://mattminchew.bandcamp.com

Biography

Hailing from both the shuffle board utopia of South Florida and the windy shores of Chicago, Matt Minchew has created a name for himself as an engaging performer with poignant lyrics and infectious hooks. After touring in support of his first record, "On the Verge of Something More" (2004), Matt settled in NYC where he played regularly and helped run Underground Artists LIVE. After the release of his second record, "Something More" (2010), which features members of Dashboard Confessional, Matt hit the road again and found himself landing in Concord, NC. After 13 months, Matt left North Carolina for Nashville with a new sound, a new attitude, and new record - "Concord Anthems".

Lyrics

Dying Leaves

Written By: M. Minchew

These are the nights that get us by
And these are the days that leave me high
Under the weather and inside your head
But is under the covers as good as it gets?

Tell me exactly what it means
I want to know everything you've seen
Why do we force ourselves to hide all the things that get us down?
Maybe its in the tiny nicks
Rather than every fleeting fix
That makes it special, makes you worth it, makes us perfect

These are the moments we all dream of
Blind by the canopy of love
Yellow and orange and sparkling, shimmering, chilling & bright
And silently fading into the night

Tell me exactly what it means
I want to know everything you've seen
Why do we force ourselves to hide all the things that get us down?
Maybe its in the tiny nicks
Rather than every fleeting fix
That makes it special, makes you worth it, makes us perfect

And its not the question Nor is it the answer that we seek
We volunteer ourselves, Sacrificing all feelings
And when the wind blows and each dying leaf begins to fall
Will I remember you at all?

Tell me exactly what it means
I want to know everything you've seen
Why do we force ourselves to hide all the things that get us down?
Maybe its in the tiny nicks
Rather than every fleeting fix
That makes it special, makes you worth it, makes us perfect

A Darker Shade of Light

Written By: M. Minchew

I got ideas, you got your big plans
But we're all just ants beneath the magnifying glass
But can we be lions? Or were you lying
Saying that you knew our fate had been designed to last

So show me the road you took to break free from this city
And tell me all the stories that you lived on the outside
Lets take another hit in hopes that we'll feel more pretty
Sometimes all you need is just a darker shade of light

Well I knew a young man who died in his 20's
Everybody said that he was lost before his time
ANd at the funeral, I thought to myself
"Lost before his time to live or his time to die?"

So show me the road you took to break free from this city
And tell me all the stories that you lived on the outside
Lets take another hit in hopes that we'll feel more pretty
Sometimes all you need is just a darker shade of light

Don't wanna burn out before I peak
Is it my time? ARe you ready?
Because I'm still searching for what I'm meant to be
And a clever way to say 'please listen, listen, listen...'

And show me the road you took to break free from this city
And tell me all the stories that you lived on the outside
Lets take another hit in hopes that we'll feel more pretty
Sometimes all you need is just a darker shade of light

The Best of Me

Written By: M. Minchew

She said "Goodbye" but I don't know what I did wrong this time
Maybe thats the problem
Walking away, hoping she'll trip on the words
That we both say

Did you hear me say "I'm sorry"?
Come back, come back - to our destiny
Did you hear me say "I'm Sorry"?
Come back, come back - you hold the best of me

Watched you storm out; fumbling to find your keys
Will you miss me? Thats the question I keep asking
Is this what you want? Do you prefer to run to
All those sad songs that you use to cling to

Did you hear me say "I'm sorry"?
Come back, come back - to our destiny
Did you hear me say "I'm Sorry"?
Come back, come back - you hold the best of me

Do you really wanna mess things up like this?

Did you hear me say "I'm sorry"?
Come back, come back - to our destiny
Did you hear me say "I'm Sorry"?
Come back, come back - you hold the best of me

Different

Written By: M. Minchew

In a different life, we would be perfect
In a different time, we would be just fine
In a different world, we would settle every issue
But I'd still miss you all the time

In a different dream, I would find my happy ending
A different theme may be what we're all looking for
With a different me who could somehow stay resilient
When we're feeling like theres nothing more

If I had a met you a decade down the road
Would I still know what I now know
What it be different - any different than before
But in a better kind of light

I guess the only way to learn what we can take
Is to piece by piece have it taken away
And see the lengths that we will go just to walk a little taller than before
Do I look taller than before?

In a different past you would still be here
But it still wouldn't last given the ways taht we have grown
So I'm holding on tight to the frays from the ties that we once severed
And I'm feeling like theres nothing more

If I had a met you a decade down the road
Would I still know what I now know
What it be different - any different than before
But in a better kind of light

Southern Man

Written By: M. Minchew

I’m getting used to this brand new scenery
I never thought it would be the life for me
But when I slow it down and I taste them sweet old winds
You know, I think I might just be a southern man

Old Chicago, she froze me to my core
And New York City, she wouldn’t take me anymore
But down in Carolina I found a lifelong friend
You know I think I might just be a southern man

Chorus:
A Southern man on the back roads, getting dirty just for fun
Or up in the mountains ‘neath that Appalachian sun
Down in the bayou with a bottle in my hand
You know I think I might just be a southern man
Oh yeah I think I might just be a southern man

On them winding roads as the leaves fall to the ground
Like I’m taking turn three before a sell out crowd
Or around a fire with all my dear new friends
You know I think I might just be a southern man

(REPEAT CHORUS)

I’m getting used to this brand new scenery
I never thought it would be the life for me
You know I tried to fight it but I guess I’m just like my dad
‘Cause it was he who chose to be a southern man

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Breaking Free from Broadway

Written By: M. Minchew

With one foot out the door like a fading memory
I stepped into her arms, didn’t know where else to turn
I guess it always seemed on them screens and magazines
The most romantic place a boy could hope to lay his head
And sure there is some truth to those commonly held views
That those who walk her streets, they channel lightening in their veins
But these ain’t the days of old so forget what you’ve been told
‘Cause New York ain’t the gal she used to be

Chorus:
I’m breaking free from Broadway
I’m unleashing my skeletons out on the Bowery
I’m looking out for something - something definite
Something beautiful to wear upon my sleeve

So I turned to whiskey drinks to induce the flow of ink
And help to blaze a brand new trail from sea to shining sea
And with miles in my wake, call it luck or call it fate
I fell for a pretty girl who made me want to change my ways

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Oh New York, New York, I still love you but I’ll never know you
And I’ve got to thinking that maybe I’m okay with that

So I sit on aeroplanes flying over fields and plains
Starting yet another chapter in this little life of mine
And as I look out at the clouds, I can’t help but feel proud
‘Cause I’m at peace, I’m at peace, can’t you see me I’m at peace

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Hold On

Written By: M. Minchew

Hold on - theres nothing here worth giving up over
And I know what it means to be let down
But you gotta let go of that chip perched on your shoulder
‘Cause time goes so much faster than you know

Take a look at the road you took dear
You didn’t let it keep you from here
So whats the point in turning back right now?

CHORUS:
All the boys that let you down and all the times you hit the ground
Didn’t stop you way back when, don’t let it stop you here and now
Let the next one hear your call, through the darkness and the fog
Seek solace in these sounds and let the silver lining come around

Shine on - make them wonder why you’re still smiling
And question just what keeps you moving forward
And try love in a way that don’t leave you fighting the breakdown
From when you give but don’t receive

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Why do you sell yourself short
Over and over again
You know you can’t define yourself by the things they do
Because the price you pay is only you

(REPEAT CHORUS)

All I Need

Written By: M. Minchew

I once lived the perfect life, kept my dog right by my side
Riding highways, playing tunes every night
Well it wasn’t always pretty, but whenever things got shitty
The music always seemed to set me right

Without any hesitation or a final destination
We etched our mark on every backwoods road
Laying out beneath the stars or in the shadow of my car
Every open space we found became our home

Because all I need is my six string, my dog, and my whisky
Yeah all I need is my six string, my dog, and some time

Well I found myself a girl and we got ourselves a home
And she got herself an idea or two
‘Bout how to fill the spaces in that big old dusty place
And all the work that she expected me to do

Well it started with a couch, a steal I was told
Costing three times what I shelled out for my truck
And thousands of dollars later on a pink ceramic gator
It finally dawned on me that I was fucked

Because all I need is my six string, my dog, and my whisky
Yeah all I need is my six string, my dog, and some time

Well that girl she up and vanished with damn near everything I had
Said she was heading west for California skies
Said I ain’t got no ambition but for music, friends, and fishin’
And that it would never be her kind of life

The wind was sucked from my gut but I guess enough was enough
And didn’t seem fit to chase her down this time
But I started seeing red when realized she had
Taken every Counting Crows record of mine

So I opened up the door and I sat out on the porch
And I downed half a rack of cheap beer
Got my old dog drunk as well before realizing
“Hell, we’re probably better off without her here”

Because all I need is my six string, my dog, and my whisky
Yeah all I need is my six string, my dog, and some time

Wedding Ring

Written By: M. Minchew

She gotta wedding ring like a stop sign
Wrapped elegantly round her finger
And oh my lord I just can’t turn away
She gotta diamond ring like a brick wall
That I ain’t got the strength to climb at all
And oh my lord theres got to be away

Shes gotta smile, oh shes got a smile
That could soften the hardest soul
The kind of smile that never gets old, and I could never grow tired
Filling a crossword out on the subway
She intermittently sips her latte
Shes something to admire, you know I think that I’m on fire, but…

She gotta wedding ring like a stop sign
Wrapped elegantly round her finger
And oh my lord I just can’t turn away
She gotta diamond ring like a brick wall
That I ain’t got the strength to climb at all
And oh my lord theres got to be away – for me to say…

Hey, where are you going on this uptown 1 train?
Darlin, I promise you that I’m not insane, just curious
Wheres the crime in curious?
Aren’t you a little curious?
She said, “no , no , no – I don’t think so”
She said “I don’t think so”

She gotta wedding ring like a stop sign
Wrapped elegantly round her finger
And oh my lord I just can’t turn away
She gotta diamond ring like a brick wall
That I ain’t got the strength to climb at all
And oh my lord theres got to be a way
Theres got to be a way
But not today

Dust

Written By: M. Minchew

You wake me up like cold coffee – black as the night
speaking quickly but softly of my wrongs and your rights
say that I don’t understand your hurt
say I must’ve brought this down on us
say its probably best that just go away

theres nothing left of us here but our dust, dust
theres nothing left of us here but our dust, dust

I walk outside to my chevy - pay no mind to the rain
drink down that old glvoebox whiskey - embracing the pain
light another cigarette in the parking lot
and fight write another silly melody
I can feel it tearing my apart already

theres nothing left to save us from our dust, dust
theres noting left to save us from our dust, dust

So I’ll runaway on a highway
Think a new place might be just the thing
You know they say a little space don’t gotta be a bad thing
Yeah I’ll runway to a new town
Never know later what I might say I found
What I might say I found
Because sooner or later we learn
That all the things we hide can’t be suffocating
Yeah sooner or later we learn
Theres so much more to find if you can make it past your

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Discography

2012 - Concord Anthems (LP/available on bandcamp)
2010 - Something More (EP/available on itunes)
2003 - On the Verge of Something More (LP/out of print)