Jim McCray

Jim McCray

BandRockSinger/Songwriter

rock and roll torn from my dilapidated soul.

Biography

I was grown in fields of punk rock and your classic pop hitmakers like Jim Croce, the Clash, the Anti-Nowhere League, and the Eurythmics. Then slowly and painfully simmered in the 90's "emotional hardcore" scene, and finally stripped down and served fresh in a steaming pile of my own guts.

Biography:

In the early nineties everything was possible. Somehow after the death of Shlumpf, the metallic hardcore band that popped my rock'n'roll cherry in high school (god I miss just being the lazy singer who got to bash his face bloody in the stage monitors), powerpop seemed like a nice change of pace. So I traded in the drummer to one day become Manuok in exchange for the future bassist of Flogging Molly.

Then over the next few years through tours and friendships we were assimilated into the asscrack of what people were calling the emo scene.

That was just fine for me when it meant that we got lumped in with bands such as Still Life and Sense Field, who were nearly idols to us and certainly were kind and inspirational as individuals. The Locust, F.Y.P., The Fixtures, J-Church, were the types that we liked to be around.

I remember the shows we played with Left Alone at short-lived venues like Club Bullocks and the P.C.H. Club in Wilmington.

Those are my influences.

The first incarnation of a band formation was with me, Nathen Maxwell (bass, Flogging Molly) on bass guitar and Kurt Barlage of the Pacific on drums.

The second was me, Mike Peralta (The Rolling Blackouts) playing bass, and Scott Souza on drums. This became "gymicrae" and was supposed to represent not a backup band for me but a creative unit.

Lyrics

Loathing Be Your Guide

Written By: Jim McCray


gathering up your things
skin red and scraped clean
sun is up but inside feels like rain
some piece of you used up and left behind

head out to find a new way to die
punishment set to repeat
you decide how many times
you let your loathing be your guide

and your wishes are so far
from what you think that you deserve
so far away from me
so sorry I can't be so mean to make you want to stay
with me

I'll wait, I know this life is hurting
it ain't funny 'til you laugh at it
my sweet, I cannot bear to watch you do this
it ain't funny until you can laugh at it

and your wishes are so far
from what you think that you deserve
so far away from me
so sorry I can't be so mean to make you want to stay
with me

something in you wants to float away
seeping into poppy stems where you lay
so many things to forget
hopefully not starting with me

as much as I may wish to I cannot ever forget you
as much as I may cry, these tears won't wash you away
I'd like to think that you are thinking the same thing about me
that I'm the only thing you can't quit, the way I can't quit you

and your wishes are so far
from what you think that you deserve
so far away from me
so sorry I can't be so mean to make you want to stay
with me

I'll wait, I know this life is hurting
it ain't funny 'til you laugh at it
my sweet, I cannot bear to watch you do this
it ain't funny until you can laugh at it

and your wishes are so far
from what you think that you deserve
so far away from me
so sorry I can't be so mean to make you want to stay
with me

so, bubsie, I'm saving you this quiet place in my heart
where you might like to sleep with me one day

Frankenstein's Monster

Written By: Jim McCray

you're my best friend- Ive been sleeping with you every night
and how I wish that you weren't me
Im talking to myself again, my jokes always crack me up-
and when the sun wakes me up Ill wipe the sweat from my face again.
wake me up when this life is worth living again.
wake me up when I know that I have a friend.
wake me up with your kisses every day.
wake me up when this life is worth living again.
even bad songs make me cry, am I still your sweet baboo?am I still close to you? you've still got your nails in me.
I drink to hide that I'm alive- I drink to sleep at night-
I kiss the bottle instead of kissing you [thank you blake s.]
wake me up when this life is worth living again
wake me up when I know that I have a friend
wake me up with your kisses every day
wake me up when this life is worth living again
so Ill stay and just drink away everything
I wish I could say that it eased the pain, but I can't.
a hundred bottles thrown into the sea
just hoping that you'll find one and write back to me.
angel, its too late to say Im sorry.
angel, its too late to say I love you.
just say you're here and you're mine,
andwake me up when this life is worth living again
wake me up when I know that I have a friend
wake me up with your kisses every day
wake me up when this life is worth living again
angel, its too late to say Im sorryangel,
its too late to say I love you.

Above Them

Written By: Jim McCray

got too manybad friendstoo many good friends we dont know anymoremore than we used towe just learn new ways to provethat

we aint worth nothingbut what we can afford from the skin off our backswe aint worth nothingbut what we can make in dollars and centswe aint worth nothingthats what my baby says

we aint worth nothingI tend to agreemy poor life is worthlesswithout you near meIm sorry I couldnt be somebody youd likeIm sorry that this is whom Ive become tonight(when you met me hadnt you heardIm the newking of hurt?)

we aint worth nothingthats what my baby sayswe aint worth nothingI tend to agreemy poor life is worthlesswithout you by megot an empty stomach my empty pockets cant feed
I was waiting for you all nightand every carlight that passed couldve been youI barely survived, eyes crusted with brinejust waiting on my babytheres someone always waitingwith a wide-open handand a pat on the backjust thinking about what kind of bag would fit over your head

we aint worth nothingthats what my baby sayswe aint worth nothingI tend to agreemy poor life is worthlesswithout you near mewe aint worth nothingI aint worth nothingmy life aint worth a thingbut youre worth everything to me

I Like A Poison

Written By: Jim McCray

Would you be surprised
to show up months from now
and see a girl by my side?

I doubt you would
because it's what you want
the plans you've laid so perfectly

When you fall in love
with a photograph
the printed words of love and laughter

the things you're after
are not to be
felt or believed.

Would you carry me to my grave?
Would you carry me to you?

Would it be so bad
to call me today
just to say you're still alive?

Does your hate for yourself
have to spill over
and drown me in this blood from your veins?

This blood from your veins is poisoning me
blood on the sheets strangling
This blood from your veins is poisoning me
I like a poison- I taste so sweet- inside bleed

Would you carry me to my grave?
Would you carry me to you?

Would you love me more
if I hated you-
If I walked away like you want me to?

Would you show up then
standing in the rain
crying and begging for me

to take you back
to let you in
to kiss your wounds- be your best friend?

Would you carry me to my grave?
Would you carry me to you?

This blood from your veins is poisoning me
blood on the sheets strangling
This blood from your veins is poisoning me
I like a poison- I taste so sweet- inside bleed

Nothing Good Comes Out of Long Beach

Written By: Jim McCray

you've been so good to me to leave
so good to me it's hard not to drink.
Long Beach and 7th st. I lost my heartbeat
black tar and dive bars on 4th and Cherry.

I chewed the concrete for lunch and breakfast
cut up my arm, left your front door busted
picking pieces of glass out of my skin
and when I come back you still let me in.

It's another day you should be here with me
It's another day you should say you're sorry

It's been a long time since I've been so bent
I hope for your sake that I'm worth it
you think you're hard- maybe hard to forget
I'll tear the bloody pages of your heart to bits

I've got the keys to my place if you want 'em
just lay your head right down in the gutter
the stars will come out in a minute yet
just you wait until the rubber hits

It's another day you should be here with me
It's another day you should say you're sorry

wake up at 6
drinking by 7
drunk by 8
fucked by 11

I love the city that I hate the most
this city is a ghost town
nobody comes around here no more
this city is a ghost town
busted windows and broken teeth
this city is a ghost town
always try to bite me
the city's in a feeding frenzy

It's another day you should be here with me
It's another day you should say you're sorry

Hide Nor Hair

Written By: Jim McCray

how long can you wait until you fall asleep?
how long can you cry before you say goodnight?

you know I'll take what I can get,
but I still do alright (sometimes)
-just not tonight.

how far can you run from something never really begun?
how long can you make me wait, so silently afraid?
how badly you must hate me to leave me hurting this way.
so badly, I'm hurting so badly.

you know I'll take what I can get,
but I still do alright (sometimes)
-just not tonight.

how long can you believe the lies you're saying to me?
how long for you should I wait before I go to sleep?

you know I'll take what I can get,
but I still do alright (sometimes)
-just not tonight.

Lead Feet and Concrete

Written By: Jim McCray

Im pretty sure Im obsessingbecause every hour Im checkingthe phone to see if you careif youre theremy stomach does backflips on itselfI jump around giddy like a girlwho just held her first boys hand.and I landface-flat and churning insidebrow-furled and misty-eyedsick like Im on the kick if youre not thereand I ambeat up and rusty insidemy head is about to unwindyoure just what I needyoure the best type of disease----if anybody says otherwiseIll blacken their eyes- out out their lights.if anybody says anything that is out of lineIll make them wish they had died before they met me.I loveyou so much that Im sorryI did not know you soonerthat I could have had you alwaysI hateyou away without melife is long and rottenbut its getting betterI knowa mouthful of words could not conveythe feelings streaming tears down my facewhen I think of youYoure telling me too much- telling me too muchyour words are like vipers that sting my desires- leaving them in flamesI dont know if I can take anymore of this heartbreaking love I have for youto tell you the truthIll always tell you the truth.--if anybody says otherwise Ill blacken their eyes- out out their lights. if anybody says anything that is out of line Ill make them wish they had died before they met me.how did you get meso wound up?popping like a springfilling my cupwith so many feelingsloving and ghostlyheart held in my handhalf in my headyou know that Im readyto take a fallto break off at the kneesfrom crawling and bawlingsleep at your feetlike a dogbut if you kick meIll leave with your love----if anybody says otherwise Ill blacken their eyes- out out their lights. if anybody says anything that is out of line Ill make them wish they had died before they met me.

Rummage

Written By: Jim McCray

Don't you love the way she laughed at all the stupid things you said?
They way she held your hand like vines and roses embracing?

We all have this box of memories in an attic somewhere
where we wrote down stupid things like "dime- 1997D"
And in the shouting sunlight we can't recall
sunlight falling on our touching faces- how we'd love to be there again--

In your room, the lights so low, the radio plays only love songs.
The anticipation has your hands quivering.
It's not your first kiss- just the first one you'll miss
when these days have faded grey in lines of cocaine.

Your eyes flash bright like lightning bugs- brighter eyes than he could ever have-
those shitty songs he wrote make me laugh.
And I never turn on my stereo
because there's always something there to remind me
that I can't smile at anyone-
so I'll have myself a Roman suicide.

In your room, the lights so low, the radio plays only love songs.
The anticipation has your hands quivering.
It's not your first kiss- just the first one you'll miss
when these days have faded grey in lines of cocaine.

So take time to rummage through my scrapbook filled with you and me.
These pictures that I'm seeing- would they look the same to you?
If they fell across your fingertips,
would they cut or would you put them to your mouth
and throw out all the pain that you swore you forgave?

If you forgot all about me, and I called you a year from now,
would you answer my call (if you could remember me at all)?

In your room, the lights so low, the radio plays only love songs.
The anticipation has our hands quivering.
It's not our first kiss- just the first one we'll miss
when these days have faded grey in lines of cocaine.

Wishing on Running Feet

Written By: Jim McCray

say what you want to me
because you could never lie
as hard as you try

your face tells me everything
your lies are betrayed
by a glance that you take
at me

when you think that I'm turned away
and you peel that smile off of your face
and your sadness starts screaming
and you can't keep fooling yourself

maybe nobody else
sees you like I see you
maybe I don't want them to

well I'd say if I knew
but it's so hard to think straight
when you're so far away from me

and you keep wishing on running feet
to erase your memories
like pink rubber dreams
on a black ink reality
as hard as you try
you can't kiss our love goodbye

but goodbye anyway
we're leaving the same day
going back the way I came--

hands empty
heart full of regret
heart empty
but for you whom I miss

away for too long

but I'm coming back for you
when the apologies are all through

so goodby anyway
we're leaving the same day
I'm going back the way I came

and you keep wishing on running feet
to erase your memories
like pink rubber dreams
on a black ink reality
as hard as you try
you can't kiss our love goodbye

but goodby anyway
we're leaving the same day
I'm going back the way I came

but I'm coming back to you
when the apologies are all through

I'm coming back for you

Discography

"The Peachtree Singles" NOW at iTunes!!
"drunken penasquitos sunday"
"farce"
"the melanie sponselee sessions"

Set List

Currently no standards. No covers that you'd like- or even know.
Any length set that you may like- I have tons of my own music to play.