THE CATCHER IN THE RYE EP

by Giuseppe Intorre & Paolo D'Addio

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I. The Darkening Here we are again, fading lights sink in our eyes One by one the stars catch fire, shivering voices in a choir over and over again over and over again over and over again II. Chew The Rag What if I twist and turn away? Would you just see me off or follow? What if I sneak into your place? Would you take me with you or frown your face? What if I’m the catcher in the rye? The one who stops the kids from falling Would you still say that I’m a liar or would you shut your mouth and vanish? III. Last Train To Penn Station instrumental IV. I Don’t Know Is it true that life’s a never-ending flow? ...Oh, I don’t know Icy cold Christmastime, do I feel fine or low? ...Oh, I don’t know Why these poems in green ink on a baseball glove? ...Oh, I don’t know And when the pond’s frozen where do the ducks go? ...Oh, I don’t know Is it true that I like nothing in this world? ...Oh, I don’t know I do love my own company, but is that all? ...Oh, I don’t know Why do I happily nod in whatsoever lexicon? ...Oh, I don’t know I guess it’s foolish, but what I really own Oh, I don’t know V. Allie's Theme instrumental VI. Even Stars Die I dreamt of you , Allie, last night I sat on the bed but I didn’t cry I smashed the windows instead and broke the bones in my hands I slept in the garage the day you died, didn’t quite feel like saying goodbye Even stars die - you said, heaven knows I miss you ginger-head I dreamt of you, Allie, you know …was it December? I fail to remember sure it was cold the day you died, sure much too soon to say goodbye sure much too drunk and far from sight, God wasn’t there to spare your life Even stars die - you said, heaven knows I miss you ginger-head VII. Sweet Relief Round and round with nowhere to get, a quicksand zone, lovesick and trapped clearly lost and silly with a bullet in the belly never the right move, never the right pace, never the right word, never the right face a bitter grief, a domino eclipse of all stars never the right move, never the right pace, never the right word, never the right face a bitter grief, a domino eclipse of all stars If you could see my little sis you’d like her she’s only 10 years old yet, she understands It’s not the movement, it’s how you do that, it’s not the mere word, it’s how you say that I was looking for the wrong thing and in the wrong place, with the wrong kin and on the wrong trace Then on a black horse, I saw her on that joyride It’s not the same game the way she plays that, it’s not the same tune the way she dance that a sweet relief, so deep and swift, so magical If you could see my little sis you’d like her she’s really just a little girl, she understands It’s not the movement, it’s how you do that, it’s not the mere word, it’s how you say that I was looking for the wrong thing and in the wrong place, with the wrong kin and on the wrong trace Then on a black horse, I saw her on that joyride It’s not the same game the way she plays that, it’s not the same tune the way she dance that a sweet relief, so deep and swift, so magical VIII. Fading Lights Here we are again, fading lights sink in our eyes One by one the stars catch fire, shivering voices in a choir over and over again over and over again over and over again
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Here we are again, fading lights sink in our eyes One by one the stars catch fire, shivering voices in a choir over and over again
3.
What if I twist and turn away? Would you just see me off or follow? What if I sneak into your place? Would you take me with you or frown your face? What if I’m the catcher in the rye? The one who stops the kids from falling Would you still say that I’m a liar or would you shut your mouth and vanish ?
4.
Is it true that life’s a never-ending flow?...Oh, I don’t know Icy cold Xtime, do I feel fine or low?...Oh, I don’t know Why these poems in green ink on a baseball glove?... Oh, I don’t know And when the pond’s frozen where do the ducks go?...Oh, I don’t know Is it true that I like nothing in this world?...Oh, I don’t know I do love my own company, but is that all?...Oh, I don’t know Why do I happily nod in whatsoever lexicon?...Oh, I don’t know I guess it’s foolish, but what I really own oh, I don’t know
5.
I dreamt of you , Allie, last night – I sat on the bed but I didn’t cry I smashed the windows instead and broke the bones in my hands I slept in the garage the day you died, didn’t quite feel like saying goodbye Even stars die - you said, heaven knows I miss you ginger-head I dreamt of you, Allie, you know…was it December? I fail to remember sure it was cold the day you died, sure much too soon to say goodbye sure much too drunk and far from sight, God wasn’t there to spare your life Even stars die - you said, heaven knows I miss you ginger-head
6.
Round and round with nowhere to get, a quicksand zone, lovesick and trapped clearly lost and silly with a bullet in the belly never the right move, never the right pace, never the right word, never the right face a bitter grief, a domino eclipse of all stars If you could see my little sis you’d like her she’s only 10 years old (she’s really just a little girl) yet she understands It’s not the movement, it’s how you do that, it’s not the mere word, it’s how you say that I was looking for the wrong thing and in the wrong place, with the wrong kin and on the wrong trace Then on a black horse, I saw her on that joyride It’s not the same game the way she plays that, it’s not the same tune the way she dance that a sweet relief, so deep and swift, so magical

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words, vocals, melodies by Paolo D'Addio
music, instruments, arrangements by Giuseppe Intorre

inspired by Jerome David Salinger's "The Catcher In The Rye"

vocals recorded by Luigi Di Chiara @ Radio Shamal Studios, Naples, Italy
music recorded by Giuseppe Intorre @ Lightfever home studios, San Giorgio a Cremano, Naples, Italy

all songs written by Paolo D'Addio & Giuseppe Intorre
produced by Giuseppe Intorre & Paolo D'Addio
(p) & (c) 2020 Lightfever

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track 1 is the whole "Catcher In The Rye" suite, consisting of 8 movements.
tracks 2-6 are stand-alone versions of the various movements.

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released March 31, 2020

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