Hollywood College

by Speechwriters LLC

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1.
03:36
I looked at the answers you wrote on your hand When they were asking you about the man That you’d like to meet and drop everything to run to I don’t mean to brag and I don’t mean to boast But I would like to think I’ve got most Of the qualities on your list, so I thought I’d introduce myself to you Your pouting blue eyes they make contact with mine And they keep looking through me until they’re behind me And staring at the face of a man that you know That I know that you know could only bring bad news You hate to be rude but you really must go Leaving me to wonder if I’ll know The words that I say that give me away As being unworthy of you every time And if he’s the one that you want to go to bed with And I’m the one you want to wake up to I can put myself on acetate and make it easier for you Forget what they tell you, the evenings are yours The supplicating men become whores And we’re lined up like chances, and all that you need do is take one But your look says it clearly, you think me a toy If you were in the market for a boy You would find yourself a man and a mattress and make one But I would have to suppose that that’s the way life goes When the gardener decides to fall in love with the rose I’ll protect you from insects but I won’t presume to inhale you For whatever the reason you’re out of my league Pursuing only leads to fatigue So I will take my leave and my heart from my sleeve And I’ll see you whenever I see you again And if he’s the one that you want to go to bed with And I’m the one you want to wake up to I can put myself on acetate and make it easier for you To take me with you when you go And tell me things I shouldn’t know And be the girl I thought I’d finally found a thousand times before To keep on trying for
2.
I was down on my knees Waiting for all of this to end Like I knew it was gonna do That’s when I was found and brought to you I followed you home I waited outside as your folks fought ‘Cause I wanted to be with you I want to believe in you so bad ‘Cause I will be your Angel But in the Joss Whedon sense There’s gonna be all kinds of scrapes and binds And I will come to your defenses I will be your Angel And I can just guarantee There’s gonna be sunburns and twists and turns And I will be in hell by season three I don’t know what I was expecting you to do When I went and blew up at you You took what you had and ran me through And maybe I’m wrong Maybe our stars are not lined up right I want you to disagree ‘Cause darling it’s killing me to know That I will be your Angel But in the Joss Whedon sense There’s gonna be all kinds of scrapes and binds And I will come to your defenses I will be your Angel And I can just guarantee There’s gonna be sunburns and twists and turns And I will be in hell again now And I will be in hell by season three
3.
03:35
Whatever happened To positive action? Used to be we’d up and go Turn this whole town out, but now we stay at home So hey, why don’t we go Decide on a sequel? You could be my better half And we could pull ourselves back from the past And the steady-state waves of inherited faith Well, they crackle into static as they’re hitting the tape And if this is not a game then it’s getting too late to go home But instead of getting caught when they turn up the lights On the very last call of a Saturday night I can take a final longshot at getting it right So go home, go home without me Somebody told me There was a land where Every man was split in two And people’d just as soon throw down as look at you With science and progress Excited and thoughtless How much longer can I feed The daemons of my own apostasy? And the steady-state waves of inherited faith Well, they crackle into static as they’re hitting the tape And if this is not a game then it’s getting too late to go home But instead of getting caught when they turn up the lights On the very last call of a Saturday night I can take a final longshot at getting it right So go home, go home without me Doot doot doot And the steady-state waves of inherited faith Well, they crackle into static as they’re hitting the tape And if this is not a game then it’s getting too late to go home But instead of getting caught when they turn up the lights On the very last call of a Saturday night I can take a final longshot at getting it right So go home, go home without me now Go home without me now
4.
I wanna get naked, I wanna get stoned I think you've been aching to get me home I think that we'll take things real easy and slow This bed is big enough for the both of us Well I have been searching for something in the mouths of strangers I have been looking for love in dark, unholy places Under covers there is rarely more than senseless entertainment anyway And we have all left things behind us that we surely didn't mean to I have been trying my best to piece my way back home to you Well I know the love between us is not as desperate as it always seems to be I wanna get naked, I wanna get stoned I think you've been aching to get me home I think that we'll take things real easy and slow This night is big enough for both of us The way I’m looking at it The future's church glass that's painted And I figure that decisions Are rocks we throw to break them I’ve been making my mosaic Out of pieces that we’ve left along the way Yeah, and I’m thinking that true love is Little more than little saviors Strumming chords on their guitars and Dedicating songs to strangers Well, maybe next year when you’re gone This song will find you And it'll save you for a while I wanna get naked, I wanna get stoned I think you've been aching to get me home I think that we'll take things real easy and slow This life is big enough for both of us
5.
We could get a car, drive a thousand miles from where we are Right on through the night, slide between the stars in our headlights We’ll leave on a Sunday, we’ll head for the coast We’ll make it in one day, or two at the most Thought about you over the weekend I find it even harder to speak and I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode But what if it’s an overreaction A momentary state of attraction And everybody’s gonna get thrown Sunday afternoon, strangers come to take away the room We’ve all got things to do, I drive until you’re gone and it’s too soon I wanted to follow the curve of the globe But the son of Apollo is calling me home Thought about you over the weekend I find it even harder to speak and I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode But what if it’s an overreaction A momentary state of attraction And everybody’s gonna get thrown But something in the sight of the ocean Makes you want to carry the motion Telling everybody you know And if we thought about it a long time Maybe this would feel like the wrong time But if it is I don’t want to know Oh, oh, oh, oh Thought about you over the weekend I find it even harder to speak and I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode But what if it’s an overreaction A momentary state of attraction And everybody’s gonna get thrown I wish I had a way to assure you That every little thing I do for you Is more than just a cynical show I promise I’ll be here in the new year Holding it together for you, dear And I’m never gonna let go
6.
"The table looked nice" she said She said "you set it very well" I told her I was nervous She said that she could tell "Your dress looked nice" I said "It's always been my favorite one" I could tell that she was nervous At least I'm not the only one Yeah well baby, baby I'm wondering what you're thinking Her plane takes off at ten We've got to leave the house by eight She's packing up her suitcase We're always running late "I'm taking this" she says It's our picture in a frame She's hoping it can hold us Keep everything the same Yeah well baby, baby It's probably wishful thinking I was told not long ago I'd always be the one for you But what you sold was a piece of time That doesn't quite belong to you And in a year we'll claim That everything is still the same But here's an example of things gone wrong You'll find another guy who can write you songs And I'll find a girl that is just like you And she'll want me to love her What am I to do? Tell me what do you think I will do I was told not long ago I'd always be the one for you But what you sold was a piece of time That doesn't quite belong to you And I dont know if what we own Is ever there to hold on to Cause what you sold was a piece of time That doesn't quite belong to you And in a year we'll claim That everything is still the same
7.
Under where you go through the motions and the zones I step outside to put my face back on me Lost without a breath, Cicero frozen in death Come back down and it’s my Tuesday morning Reach that city sound and get it down, get it my way I know you won’t let it get on by me Feed that city’s soul, it’s beautiful, I get in my way Come back baby, baby come back Tried to let it go, put my focus on the show I needed more than you could ever find me ‘Cause once you’ve had enough, you don’t fall back out that much Come back down and put my weight back on me Reach that city sound and get it down, get it my way I know you won’t let it get on by me Feed that city’s soul, it’s beautiful, I get in my way Come back baby, baby come back And I followed you around, to the other side of town Should have known that it was foolish of me ‘Til I walked back through that door, could have been the ocean floor Set our course and I’ll just make you love me Reach that city sound and get it down, get it my way I know you won’t let it get on by me Feed that city’s soul, it’s beautiful, I get in my way Come back baby, baby come back
8.
04:45
Woke up this morning it was 1969 and I was Tangled up like christmas lights around an old girlfriend of mine We'd watch the east bring up the dawn, race west and drink our kisses as the Sun sank down to drown within the sea Seasons came and seasons went, love got made and love got meant Wake up late to pass out spent, play all day and pay the rent And things were finally starting to make sense, the world was ours to save And every day it seemed like it could last forever Woke up from that dream and it was 2001 Shirts tucked in and drinks with gin and living on the run Our happy ending never got around to getting done, it seems like Everyone's still playing games but they sure don't look like fun, and they tell me You don't have to change the world, you don't have to save the girl You don't have to live your life like you believe in something more You shouldn't want for her to wait, you're pretty good but you're not great Just sit back down and take your mind off everything you think you should do People I meet say to cover your feet and try a different pair of shoes every night But what do you do when it's shoe number two that seems to be the one you fit just right Do you go ahead and roll with the moment even though you both know it's gonna Hurt like a mother when your foot comes out Or do you throw it away and keep shopping Or think about stopping there to wear it till the sole gives out And I'll be back to save the world, sing my songs and get that girl And I will try to live my life like I believe in something more And when it all seems less than great I guess I'll put my trust in fate Just sit back down and take my mind off and try to stop aching for you
9.
01:06
Wake Up. We're Here. Why are you shaking? Are you ok? Wake up. Stand up. There you go. You were dreaming. What's your name?
10.
02:07
You and me walked down past the sainted and the stained That’s how we came Sidled up outside, tried to stammer out your name I can explain You don’t have to put up a fight We don’t have to do it tonight I can leave it ‘til the feeling is right, oh Leaving all alone’s prob’ly more than you can stand Hold out your hand And I’ll sit right here while you settle up the tab I’ll get the cab You don’t have to put up a fight We don’t have to do it tonight I can leave it ‘til the feeling is right, oh People say “I do” but they mean it as a game No one complains Then I tell you “I liked you better as a friend” That’s how it ends You don’t have to put up a fight We don’t have to do it tonight I can leave it ‘til the feeling is right, oh
11.
05:34
You say love is in the numbers Well, I guess you could be right There are a million stars in the sky tonight But there's a bleed of lights From the capitol They say congress passed a bill that should ease the cost of prescription pills That would be nice And go to sleep And have a dream And make it real Find a girl And find some love See how it feels I have been out of love I have been out of luck I've had a couple casual flings But not a one that's helped me much to forget you Or your neck bones And go to sleep And have a dream And make it real Find a girl And find some love See how it feels

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A speechwriter never gets the credit. His talents go unrecognized and any dreams of recognition forever deferred to a prettier face. While the Speechwriter watches, his client grows strong on his words and swallows his inspiration whole. Every speechwriter knows what it means to look for happiness through the eyes of another. And every underdog needs an anthem.

Hollywood College is Dave Lowensohn and Misha Chellam’s groundbreaking second album of smart guitar pop wherein they find themselves dreamers on a collision course with reality. The melodies evoke men who almost got the girl and lovers calculating the lost days of a long distance relationship. Its underlying angst and yearning catalogues what it means to be liberally educated and underemployed in the first part of the 21st century.

The album’s opening track “Acetate” refines a song that has been in Lowensohn and Chellam’s repertoire for years and will be instantly familiar to fans who have followed Speechwriters LLC through countless college shows and coffeehouse playlists, its notes transformed from folk instrumentation into a smooth pop ballad. In “Naked and Stoned” the two Speechwriters elevate angst and drug use into a sweet love song of loss and regret: “The future’s church glass that’s painted / And I figure that decisions are rocks we throw to break them / I’ve been making my mosaic out of pieces that we’ve left along the way.”

Recorded over four weeks in the shadow of the Coney Island ferris wheel, for Hollywood College Speechwriters LLC once again teamed up with producer Adam Richman (Sandlot Heroes, Making April). The slick gear-packed studio was a step up from their first album The Bull Moose After Party, which was recorded in Richman’s parents’ basement. Despite its humble beginnings, The Bull Moose became an underground college sensation, selling out subsequent print runs and registering several million online radio plays since its 2004 release.

Dave Lowensohn (vocals/guitars) is a veteran of Portland’s music scene and a regular on the college tour. When he’s not the unrecognized face of Speechwriters LLC, he plays bass in Ramona Falls and Lost Lander.

Misha Chellam (vocals/guitars) is a globetrotting techno-nomad who has worked on MIT’s One Laptop Per Child program and been a coordinator at TEDx. Besides ghostwriting his own speeches, he has been instrumental in making Speechwriters LLC more famous in Southeast Asia than they have any right to be.

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released November 22, 2011

Produced by Adam Richman

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