Chris Holt :: Summer Reverb :: Official Website

summer reverb CD:

summer's calling

wake up it's a perfect season waiting
summer's calling skies paint everything
blue as the ocean soon we will be
as we float out over the sea
in a daydream turning the key

first class it's an upgrade luxury
i can't stop drinking til i'm off my feet
wait for the moment soon to arrive
you're so ready to make it in five
it was once dead but now it's alive

rays of the sun shine down through the clouds
to the highway leading us all around
won't you look at what's to be found
surface rolling in so clear
left behind a mask of fear
why can't we just stay here?

so get up looking out now into the sea
waves crash from the edge of the balcony
easy to leave all the worry behind
set aside in the back of your mind
it's a daydream let it unwind
you've gotta let it unwind

chris holt: drums, acoustic and electric guitars, bass, piano, voices

tom bridwell: additional percussion

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are you listening?

settle down now
take a breath slowly
walk right out that door
and think what to say

whether you shout
or whisper the mantra
it doesn't matter cause
some ears decay and further betray

so would you ever let me down
spinning around
we fall from the swing
are you listening?

offer my hand
met with rejection
such an easy task
forgetting me

put my foot down
for a better tomorrow
strum an old guitar
break a new string
forget everything

so why you wanna shut me out
even in doubt
echoes will ring
are you listening?

living without
taken for granted
so what ever happened to
the luxury seat
now there's only defeat

so why you gotta be so right?
there's no need to fight
i'm feeling the sting
are you listening?

chris holt: drums and percussion, bass, electric guitars, nord electro, wurlitzer, guitar synthesizer, voices

grant dickerson: handclaps

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good luck

i wanna live
but I don't wanna give up on my hope
i could never cope with losing face

take it from me
if you do believe then don't let go
soon it will be lost without a trace
and what's left is no disgrace

but you may never know
if the moment comes too late
the anticipation show
you already sealed your fate

i don't wanna live without good luck
i could never be the broken arm
can i take a leap out of the truck
even if the fall would do me harm

i don't wanna take what i don't need
and leave it to a lesser form of greed
take me on a journey far away
you know that i can't stay

i wanna run
but under the gun i lose my feet
can you find a cave for me to hide?

somewhere to be
innocent and free of every law
i'm setting every burden to the side
and heaven knows i've tried

to keep the train upon the track
and the cargo coming back
with another new refrain
now it's making you insane

i don't wanna live without good luck...

cause i could never be one of the sheep
sitting at a desk fast asleep
travel but the road is all i own
now i'm ready to go home

but you may never know
if the moment comes too late
the anticipation shows
you already sealed your fate

i don't wanna live without good luck...

cause all i ever wanted was a stage
you tell me that i never act my age
i’m selfish even though it must be true
that i do it all for you

chris holt: electric guitars, fender rhodes, hammond organ, percussion, voices

tom bridwell: drums

nick ramirez: bass

carter albrecht: rhodes solo

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koka

koka don't go
koka don't go
stay in my home
please don't leave me alone
koka don't go home

koka don't go
koka i'm so
sad even though
you see it's true
and you know
your mama loves you too

chris holt: acoustic and electric guitars, bass, piano, harpsichord, voices

tom bridwell: hi-hat, cymbals

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something in your way

no way out of running
down to the well tonight
i’m wasting my pay

but there's something in your way
there's something in your way
now you're caught up in the sway
but it's okay

you always see through
even when i work so hard
to seek out the truth

but i need a little proof
i need a little proof
you know what to do
don't you?

so go somewhere alone
that's what you wanted, right?
a needle in the hay

but there's something in your way
it's keeping me at bay
there's nothing right today
and it's not okay

chris holt: acoustic guitars, bass, nord electro, hammond organ, ballpoint glockenspiel, percussion, voices

ward williams: pedal steel guitar

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melting walls

say "so long"
feels right
but it must be wrong
to be come and gone
down the open road
again

but it feels ever the same
running against the grain
you get wound up
and ready to explode

now i don't believe
a single word they say
just wait til i get back
i'm happy just to

sleep all day
is that what you need?
time off your feet
just to stay in bed
rest my head and

breathe the air
let my hair down
floating dance
into a trance
with melting walls
and screening calls
there's no one there
just smile and stare

so let down
three to one
can't get home
until I'm done with it

there's no one there
just smile and stare
away

chris holt: electric guitars, hohner clavinet, fender rhodes, nord electro, hammond organ, percussion, guitar loops, voices

tom bridwell: drums

nick ramirez: bass

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smoke

i've gone away
only another long day
morning i’ll be on the plane

sigh on the way
breathe in the air as we lay
join me feeling okay

if you'll be open wide
let me inside
lead me into light if you may

smoke fills the air
i know it's wrong i don't care
it won't be long
i swear

soon we'll be alone
living on our own
but now it's time to go home

no need to fight
lay down and turn out the light
know that everything is alright

chris holt: piano, bass, voices

ward williams: pedal steel guitar

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pull it together

pull it together now
call it a favor for yourself
let me know if you need my help
cause it's been so long
and i'm so ready to go
tell me something i don't know

and it's so easy to see
that if the blame is all on me
well i just can't let it be

don't let it drag you down
telling the truth is not so bad
guess you've lost what you thought you had
and it won't come back
so you must leave it alone
otherwise it's all unknown

i think i know what you mean
you're phasing out of the scene
and something's come between
you and your goal
don't lose your soul

can't watch this time
too far out of line
you're drifting further away
from the dream
and it seems to fade

so pull it together now
maybe a chance will come today
recovering what you've thrown away
is just a dream of the past
but if you look somewhere else
maybe you can find yourself

chris holt: drums and percussion, bass, electric guitars, fender rhodes, synthesizers, voices

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slightly open ears

i'm caring less about the team
it's long since we had much to dream

looking back on the years
of slightly open ears
now i won't hear
no i won't hear the same as before
cause i don't feel that way anymore

i can't hear the same
i won't be the chain on the door
i don't feel that way anymore

once i knew the time had gone
hopeless moments moving on
brought me to the wall
Now every brick will fall
but i won't stall
now i won't stall the game on the floor
cause i don't feel that way anymore

i can't see the flame
i won't be the same as before
i don't feel that way anymore
i don't feel that way anymore
i don't feel that way anymore
i don't feel that way anymore

chris holt: drums, bass, acoustic and electric guitars, nord electro, hammond organ, voices

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sanctuary

chris holt: acoustic guitars, bass, piano

tom bridwell: hi-hat, cymbals

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summer's ending

i am leaving tomorrow
i surely won't be back
and soon i'll be so sad
but life at home's not bad
now it's time to get on track

things don't feel the same anymore
the summer's over babe
but still i

love being the only
one who writes for you
and maybe i'm not great
but i leave it up to fate
at least my aim is always true

we don't have to change
this i know
but somehow every day
we do anyway

there's a voice within my head
can you hear what it said?
it tells me not to worry
rest instead

things don't feel the same as before
no regrets or blame
in this game

the summer dream is fading
the new age is waiting

and i won't be letting go

do not make it so bad

the summer dream is fading
the new age is waiting
and i won't be letting go

chris holt: drums and percussion, bass, acoustic and electric guitars, piano, hammond organ, voices

tom bridwell: sleighbells

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produced by chris holt and tom bridwell

engineered by tom bridwell at last beat studios, dallas, tx
recorded randomly, summer 2004 (and then some)
mixed by tom bridwell and chris holt, winter 2004
mastered by george guerin at digital editing services
photographs by chris and aubrey
art design by trey carmichael

so now then…there are too many people to thank…i couldn’t possibly list all of you…i’d surely forget someone and feel like a chump…i want/need to thank everyone who helped in making this record happen…my family and all my friends for being so supportive all these years...tom for giving me the opportunity, and for being so patient with my stubborn self in the studio…aubrey for having (and never losing) faith in me…and finally, julia for providing inspiration, and for being my greatest accomplishment…this album is for all of you.

thanks for listening.