Quarter​-​life Crisis

by Jack James

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Arriving late into the evening, you travelled 27 hours And you'll be leaving in the morning 'cause time is tight It's time to leave your newfound friends, say goodbye don't cause offense It's OK you weren't close to them, you kept them at a distance I know you would be sleeping if you had your way Just humour them until you can find escape Now you have a fresh, clean slate A white box to keep the things you own And if you had the time to decorate You can't, you won't, it cannot be changed Because it's gathered dust And the pictures you hung on the walls don't evoke the same feelings as they did before What's came over you? Do you need someone to talk to? It's getting hard to separate friends from good friends as we age You disconnect with distance in between, now you're not sure what they mean Because you've gathered dust And the talks that you have on the phone don't evoke the same feelings as they did before What's came over you? I thought you wanted somebody to talk to?
Before we boarded the train There was an announcement on the P.A. There will be a delay, due to a fatality I didn't know then that he was your brother It was after all 7 years before I met you And 6 months since we found out we had this link, this dreadful bond You must have a better life And do you still obsess? And do you still get upset when I call you out on something you did wrong? Because if there's another man, maybe there's another song I was early that day, I had nothing to make, no one to meet I was just going to watch the people walking up Buchanan Street And sit on the steps the way we did before Of course it wasn't the same, I had no one to talk to Just strangers to nod at who would sometimes smile back at me And I wondered if they felt pity towards me You must have a better life And do you still obsess? And do you still get upset when I call you out on something you did wrong? Because if there's another man, maybe there's another song
How long did I leave you here? In the forest by the trees, that doesn't sound like me I'm retracing my steps, I'm following the wire Back to the shelter that we made, and the fire I thought I would remember the way, but I'm damaged You knew this when I followed you in, why did you lead the way? How long can you survive this? It's like a blow to the knees and you're just talking to me But I can get back up, I can act unaffected With blood dripping down my legs, is this act still believed? I deserve a medal for the effort I put in I'm not saying you didn't try, but I do think you were naïve Something tells me you won't be back here again You camped here one night and that was enough for you and your friends But as you go to leave, your head turns back to where you stayed Something's weighing heavily upon you, but at that time you were confused How long did I leave you here? How long?
Twenty-two and already looking back And so are you and you're not as old as that The five years have passed but that's where you want to stay You can't move on but the people do anyway Try explaining that to the friend you had The one you thought you'd follow all the way The one you told about your plans to move out there He's broken down, he can't get up from his chair Already you've got your memories skewed and distorted now Visions of rooms, corridors and stairwells They tore that building down They couldn't keep it for your nostalgia sake You walked alone there one night three years ago Taking pictures of the surrounding woods Last night you had a dream you played there one last time It was just a dream, you'll never play again
What you see in me is a man who is built to perform What's easily seen is this is an act that is worn It's dark and it seems that this night has peaked too soon The joke was made, the suspense is out of the room And it takes him so long to breathe that we think that he's dead I watch the breath go in as I hold up his head I'm in the situation, I'm the one to blame I started this down the track, when I used your name Come with me now, I've found us a place to live There's a driveway on the side where a car can safely sit But there's a man in the doorway, standing with a grin Pulling papers out his briefcase, like some relentless magic trick
Where it goes from here you can change with a plan At least you think you can Put that old picture beside yours and analyse what's changed Your stupid hair, your ugly face, your outlandish views were all over the place I still think that you can move on To something else, someone else But all you want to do is put on a show And there's no one looking over your shoulder yet Something tells me you want to meet him So we schedule in a time Should it be your place or maybe mine? You know that old friend of yours drives a hard line And all I think as we're talking is how you've changed but somehow stayed the same You've still got a long way to go, you won't get very far with that show There's always something wrong, if you fix this thing the next will come along It's our nature, something you can't change But you've got so many choices, who do you want to be? Making progress is something you can't teach
I am the secret to the start I know why you fell apart, it's because you went too far You should've stopped when you had the chance You could've agreed but you made that stance, and now you're in the pro-camp Because you raised your hand in some argument you don't understand Are you having problems? I've been there you know Here comes an over-simplified answer, the unasked for advice Teaching lessons at night, while he's holding a pint Looks like things are brightening up, it's a light grey Waking up is tough when you've nowhere to go So you make an excuse to see a friend, then some enemy to make amends But it all went wrong when you got where he came from and how he got there Are you having problems? I've been there you know Here comes an over-simplified answer, the unasked for advice Teaching lessons at night, while he's holding a pint
Will you go outside? Your friends are at the door With some new game to play And it's overcast today, but you never notice We've got the house to ourselves Yeah, I also have some things to take care of Bills to pay, something scheduled for yesterday I can't remember what it was Things get misspoken and you talk out of turn And what we've learned feels worthless Go and build your statue as high as your expectations I'll live up above them Wondering in amazement, looking down below Looking at the people with their terrible lives Because you don't think they're right, you're better than them Stay in your semi-detached house, in the neighbourhood by the good school Close enough to walk to, memories of your childhood In the safety of numbers, in the place you often go
Sitting with your feet up, just to get the pain off Please don't let this bad luck set you back Your neighbour has lost your respect, you think you're keeping your nose in check But he despises you as much as you do him He's over-analysing things, you know that's true when the phone rings He answers in 4 instead of 3 And that's just on long distance calls, he keeps in touch in spite of it all That's despite the disgust in his voice he tries to mask I see you trying to hide, to blend into the crowd I don't necessarily agree with that, even if I said it in the past Your choices have been going down, you were a bridge-burner then just as you are now The only difference is admission You carry now favour now, your sympathy has been spent But trust can be rebuilt Please, step back from the crowd I didn't even mean that you brought shame on me Even if I said it in the past I take it all back


Written by a friend:
"Do you mind doing a blurb thing for the album?"
"Ah, so you finished more downbeat shite?"

It’s somewhat of a running joke among peers: Jack James makes downbeat personal music, strictly non-party atmosphere stuff. I'd disagree. Songs out there now are too light, no one likes to attach emotion to song and if they do you're damn right that emotion will be cliché. “Quarter-life Crisis” isn't in that category but if you've heard the man before it’s hardly a shock to the system really.

What is noticeably different is the approach, deploying a full band sound on several tracks, working with banjo, piano and broom sweeps where it fits the story. This variety is a significant step from his debut release "Lights off, headphones on" and provides a percussive counterpoint to the multifaceted songwriting on show.

You're listening to music because you want to find something that speaks to you. What this provides is a conversation on the people, places and situations of a life that you don't know; by the end you want to know more regarding near everyone involved. Real people being discussed by a real person, you can see why some might call it downbeat, but mostly it’s just really quite interesting.


released May 24, 2010

Written: Jan 2009 - April 2010
(Home) Recorded: December 2009 - May 2010
Location: Glasgow, Scotland, UK

All songs written and recorded by Jack James

Instrumentation: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Piano, Drums, Shaker, Sweeping Brush, Flick Book, Whistling, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Accidently Kicking a Belt with a Noisy Buckle

Official Site: jackjames.org
Contact: jackjamesmusic@live.co.uk




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