Richard McGraw

Richard McGraw

BandRockSinger/Songwriter

In the Tradition of Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits, Nick Cave. From CD Baby, "...A less stoic Leonard Cohen; Billy Joel minus the bull; Cat Stevens without dogmatic leanings; Neil Young without the bad albums; Bruce Springsteen without socialism; Neil Diamond without cheese...."

Biography

BIOGRAPHIC NOTES:
Born into the middle class;
The public school education;
The philosophy degree;
The mild zen training;
The lyrical school of Leonard Cohen;
The first album: Her Sacred Status My Militant Needs;
The afternoon playing songs for
Rick Rubin in his hotel room;
John lennon songwriting contest finalist 2003;
The second album: Song and Void Vol.1
A working class hero living in Astoria NY.

NOTES ON THE RECORD: SONG AND VOID VOL.1
Most of the songs on this album were recorded with the band in one or two takes during a weekend session in the winter of 2004.

Over a year later, massive debt accrued, and no more funds to refine the project, the album was declared complete.

Lyrics

Natasha in High School

Written By: Richard McGraw

When I’m all alone and all the kids are cool
I dream of Natasha in high school.
And all of the blood flows to my head
filled with all the stupid things I said.
I wish she would be mine just one more time.

Dreamt of her last night called her the next day
hey Natasha do you know my name?
We made out at Seymour’s property
when you drank too much of my 40.
Then there was the kitchen pantries,
panties, flowered lovely for me.

She told me bout her life
there wasn’t much to say
and she’s dating a boy named Beret.
And I hear he wears one on his head
filled with all the stupid things he says.
What about the front lawn
bedrooms, assumed
suddenly, wonderfully for me?
What about the basement
closed doors, my wars
fought until I was twenty three?
And how could it be that
you’d give your virginity
and I would let you go
on account of bad chemistry?

So when I lose the wife
and all the kids are cool
I dream of Natasha in high school.
And all of the egos and the ids
laugh at all the stupid things I did.
I wish she could be mine
just one more time.

Butter Hill

Written By: Richard McGraw

Glory to Godand all of His children.
I am among the holiest of them.
On Butter Hill

She made me feel that nothing else mattered.
I loved her breast her face and her laughter.
On Butter Hill

I must like to fall
because that is all
all that I do
for these local girls.
Lord can you help me
if I like to fall.

There lies my heart the one I surrendered.
It felt like gold until it all ended.
On Butter Hill

Truth is a light that I could not handle.
With my can of Hamms I started that ritual.
On Butter Hill

I must like to fall
because that is all
all that I do, fall after fall.
A beautiful lady
a labor to quench me
a God with His mercy
I must like to fall.

So glory to God
and all of His soldiers
wounded by girl
maimed in the suburbs.
On Butter Hill

Death is Not Peace

Written By: Richard McGraw

Look how you failed
in the summer of love.
Take down the poolside
you drew to stay cool.
Women are infinite
so are my needs.
Death is not peace my friend
death is not peace.
So give thanks to the instincts
that have kept you assured
that something lies waiting
behind those closed doors.
Because the doors they are closing
and you are lying on the floor.
The floor made of tile that
will not support
all your hope born of body
and your faith ill conceived
your triumphs your trinity
your tradition your creed.
Take off your training bra
and what do you see?
A lifetime of labor and no peace.
Death is not peace my friend
Death is not peace.

So give thanks
to your dogmatic tendencies clean.
Give thanks to your
humble-minded innocence scene.
Give thanks to the
mother and the father
who have trained.
I think I see a tunnel
I think I hear a train.
Death is not peace my friend
Death is not peace.
Take off those training wheels
what do you see?
I see a life, I see labor
I see no peace.

St. Anthony

Written By: Richard McGraw

Anthony, if you can hear me
I hope that your better
now that the worst of things
came knocking upon you door.
His face was like real estate.
Intending to mold your fate
he got what he came for.

Making out in the 6th grade.
You were so ahead of your time.
I didn’t make out brother
till I was fucking 99.
In the gymnasium
befriending the big girls,
letting the white boys
join in the freestyle.

Alright alright,
goodnight goodnight
Alright alright, goodnight

Now that you’re number one.
Get down on your
graveyard knees.
Cut loose from this
Newburgh scene.
Return to the fragrant trees.
No animal vacancy.
No cheap mediocrity.
No evidence in the sky.
No eyes to see me cry.

Goodnight.

Sidetracked

Written By: Richard McGraw

I get so sidetracked
so many things to do and be, be
step back and look at all the problems in me
inside of me

I know what I want and I know what I need
but what I want is killing me

Have you ever seen the wind blow so hard
I knew the guard he opened the gates for me
only to see the problems inside of me
so overwhelming yes, so overwhelming yes

but I won't consume your quantities
cause what I want is killing me
I know what I want and I know what I need
but what I want is killing me

and you know its killing me
reality and she don't want me

Have you ever seen a man work so hard at doing nothing
well you can say that man might be me
it just might be me
Ever see the wind blow so hard I knew the guard
he opened the gates for free
Didn't cost me nothing, didn't cost me nothing
no, nothing, but nothing's free

And I won't consume your quantities
cause what I want is killing me
I know what I want and I know what I need
but what I want is killing me, killing me, killing me
killing me

To Keep You Safe

Written By: Richard McGraw

TO KEEP YOU SAFE
If I have to pray to keep you safe,
point to the god tell me his name.
If I have to kill to keep you safe,
point to the man
and I will plan his end.
And yes things are simple
you can say that to me
cause the hole in my heart
you can’t see, you can’t see.
Because I must sleep,
will you lie with me
burdened by dreams
endless they seem.
If I have to die,
will you lie with me
in my last bed
waiting to feel my end.
Yes things are simple now
to that I’d agree
cause the hole in my heart
I can’t see
and the hole in my heart
and the hole in my heart
and the hole in my heart
I can’t see, I can’t see.

Through all these hills of evil wills,
hills made of man, man made of fire.
We take our turns and if you get burned
my heart will spill into the arms that kill.
There you will see a man
not so different than me
with his cause warm like blood
worn like a sleeves.
And the hole in my heart
and the hole in my heart
and the hole in my heart
you will see.

Discography

Her Sacred Status, My Militant Needs 2001
Song and Void Volume 1 2006

Set List

1. grace
2. death is not peace
3. butterhill
4. number me
5. how to suffer
6. sidetracked
7. the things that devils bring
8. st. anthony
9. where men go
10. natasha in highschool
11. to keep you safe
12. when she wants I
13. balmville motel
14. all that I hold