Cynthia G. Mason

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released October 1, 2000

Vocals and Guitars: Cynthia G. Mason
Guitars: Todd Wacha, Matthew Schwed
Sax, Flute: Jon Thompson
Bass: Steve Siciliano
Violin: Alexandra Cutler-Fetkewicz
Viola: Teddy Sainpor
Cello: Carolyn James
Organ: Amber de Laurentis
Drums: Christopher Sean Powell

Recorded at Soundgun, Philadelphia, PA
Produced, engineered, and mixed by Edan Cohen
Mastered by Alan Douches

Design by Electrofork

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Cynthia G. Mason Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Hushed acoustic singer/songwriter from Philadelphia.

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Track Name: Measure
for recognition fighting for the crown spitting venom and not worth the journey down you’d wage a war to take what you deserve you’d plant it deep until you hit a nerve the discipline the rhetoric the irony the life you picked i’m going to switch all the rails and complicate the rift i wouldn’t want to win a battle on these terms the stakes are low all too familiar and your rationale absurd you like to watch me as i wrestle with my failures and on occasion you applaud when mine surpass yours when the measure of every success is dependent on every single error that you found in the very best of your most feared competitor i’m going to switch all the rails
Track Name: '95
we chose to document every great struggle with very little care we bled ink designs for permanence this one joined their forces and this one cut her hair you’d think that after four years the gestures would be bolder they hoped that after four years you’d have bid your farewell to her try to pass for sincere all of our failed attempts to honor the dead and a euphemism to cheapen what’s not easily said they chose to propagate every great story with very little care every movement must be financed this one needed plenty the crash gave it flair you’d think that after four years you’d be the proper soldier they hoped that after four years you’d have bid your farewell to her out where someone might hear all of your failed attempts to honor the dead when the end comes in the middle shocked and disappointed the living left with little but all of these failed attempts and a euphemism we’ll carry on until we’re spent
Track Name: 2 Cents Turned to Billions
a strategy was practical each decision based in fear two cents turned to billions and predictions were unclear tuning out the mindless chatter whiting out the brightest color tired of forcing two and two together that’s where it stood i objected to anything but a visceral reaction ditched the rest because i could a strategy was practical and practical was clear two cents turned to billions each conviction fell to fear lacking the required fervor holding out for something better tired of forcing two and two together punctuated by the extreme you said it is you said it was punctuated by the extreme you said i am you said i was standing on my principles but was that where i stood
Track Name: Subtle Things
i’m settling a hope and i’m writing down directions inviting you to look because it’s easier to humor your sense of obligation than to borrow what you took these certainties i’ve kept but i can count them on my fingers i used to borrow what you took from me these subtleties you’ve missed when you should have paid attention but you were taught to overlook these things all of these things it was a flashlight in the waning moonlight you were torn by your instincts and the threat of a fluke you should have run with what you took far away from all of these things but instead you scribble down a note it’s in response to my directions and i’m tempted to overlook this time but pride can be a senseless backdrop to your sense of obligation and you’ve been ready to respond for some time to all of these things
Track Name: Critic
waiting around for the critic we curtsy and we bow before the critic we don’t converse we just remove our skin convinced that it’s a test thumbing through all of our little distractions they become our anesthesia and i’m anesthetized so much of the time just waiting for my critic i’m tagging it down i’m marking it all down i’m pushing it down over to you this is just a sample of my first impressions i’m begging you for a handful of your first impressions what are you waiting for who are you waiting for anyway someone to map out what you made i’m setting the table hand you a plate of my requests you can swallow down what you like best and you can spit out the rest we’re so addicted to the critic we scramble to share before the critic so quick to please we rearrange our notes prepared to glaze and fire eager to mold to satisfaction this becomes our anesthesia and i’m anesthetized so much of the time just waiting for a reaction
Track Name: For A Living
with no right to demonize with no way to misconstrue what you said to find fault in what you have to do for employment for a talent you’ve been resilient and you expect a guarantee to get you through i’m going to take my own advice or at least i’ll toss it around if i thought the silence would suffice my mouth so full of tact i wouldn’t even utter a sound but i’m dumbfounded by how you found it stepped up to the challenge so willingly with no room for compromise and the grand plans in disrepair it’s uncertain if it was honest or taken on a dare will the talent bring employment you’ve been resilient ripe for rewards and you think it’s only fair but i’m dumbfounded by how you found it blurred your intentions so willingly
Track Name: Wit's End
i’m at the bottom of my wit again adamant about staying stocked up with you blasting in and running down stranded on that side of town we’re locking out not giving in half impressed with what it’s been and half compelled to put it down so put it down they came in volumes with their low projections and barely time to trade them in again so try to be selective when you rid yourself of now for then you can rig your own betrayal i’ll watch you rig it i’m at the bottom of my wit again i’ll admit i’m cracking up with you blasting in and running down stranded on that side of town we’re locking up we’re pulling in with evidence of where we’ve been with evidence we’re backing down