The Gasoline Coast

by Nick Di Gaetano

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This is a song cycle about an oil spill. It later got turned in to a play called "LIVE From the Belly of a Whale" by Mi Casa Theatre.

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released February 21, 2014

Nick Di Gaetano - Vocals, Guitar, Xylophone
Emily Pearlman - Vocals
Matt Ouimet - Bass, Drums, Lap Steel, Organ, Guitar
Ann Walton - Piano, Organ

All songs by Nick Di Gaetano
"Blood and Rum", "The Gasoline Coast", "Nobody Likes..." and "The Silent Piano" by Nick Di Gaetano and Andrew Butko

Recorded @ Resonator Studios by Matt Ouimet
Mastered @ BOVA Sound by Phil Bova

Cover Art by Mike Laderoute
www.mikeladeroute.com

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Nick Di Gaetano Toronto, Ontario

Nick is a songwriter, actor/improviser, comedian, writer and puppeteer from Ottawa, ON. His musical work ranges from punk/hardcore to theatre scores to folky-synthy jams about science fiction. He is a a resident artist at the Bad Dog Comedy Theatre (Toronto,ON) and is the Co-Artistic Director of Mi Casa Theatre (Ottawa, ON). He lives in Toronto, ON with his beautiful wife and their cat Poo Poo. ... more

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Track Name: History Lesson
The Sea is a casket
The shore is a grave
So many ships have been lost in the waves
And the hulls of those freighters sit rusted and frayed
From the night that the lighthouses failed
So much remains of their memories
So much still clings to the rocks
Ruin prevailed when those tankers exhaled
On the night that the lighthouses failed.
Track Name: Nautical Miles
This is a song about Nautical Miles
And however far we may roam
By the light of the moon
On our way back home.

This is a song about Nautical Miles
And the distances used at sea
So we know where we’re going
And we know where we’ve been.

How can you fathom the depth of a fathom
When our bodies are made up of quarks and of atoms?
We measure our courage using jiggers and drams
But what is the difference between a foot and a couple of hands?
Track Name: Blood and Rum
Holding tight there’s a devil in the night
Washing down their fright with a cold and rusty chain
Waterlogged with rain, skin rotting off again
From the cold and the wet and the whipping of the wind

Get down there boys, down there boys
No cracking, no squealing.
Get down there boys, down there boys
And tie those chains real tight.

Children of the setting sun
Give us blood or give us rum
Work by moonlight ‘til we’re done
Give us blood or give us rum
By the blade or by the barrel of the gun
Give us blood or give us rum
Give us blood or give us rum
Give us blood or rum

Hoist those sails to give us speed
We’ll beat the drums for the slaves below to heed
There’s a new scent on the seaborne breeze
We’ll follow it down, take what we need.

Keep us here until we die
These chains will rot and so will I
Load those ships for Shanghai
And sail the black waters to the ports no one can name

Trade in blood and trade in guts
Forbidden fruits, forbidden stuffs
They get what they want but it’s never enough
They cry out for blood or rum!
Track Name: The Gasoline Coast
Get out of this town.
Get out of this town.
Get out of this town.
You know it’s true.

Get out of this town.
Get out of this town.
Get out of this town.
There’s a hard black rain a-comin’ down.

Watch where you sleep at night.
Button up your coat real tight.
You’re such a lovely sight
In the hard, black rain.
Drink another cup of gin.
Those streetlights pouring in.
My boy you’re looking thin.
You know it’s true.

These walls are built too thin,
Let every noise out.
Let’s tear it down, boys
Down, down, down, down.
This town is built of sin,
There’s something rotting.
Let’s tear it down boys,
Down, down, down, down.

They walk these streets at night,
Reeking of gasoline,
They roll their tongues out and they spill out on the street.

They skid the cobblestone,
Whisper forgotten names,
Knowing full-well there is no going home again.

Those rambles shack and shake,
Wind blows in from the south,
Their faces burn and crack but not their pretty mouths.

That old moon creaks and sways,
A rusty shade of brown,
The sky is coming down tonight on this forgotten town.
Track Name: Overcoat
I am an overcoat
I am a whispering cold
I am an overcoat
So I must go into the night

I am an open door
I am a blistering sore
I am the chain that you got when you’re ships were all locked by the wharf

Standing on the bow
Watching as the waves pitch and roll off the side
Like a lighthouse to guide you
Standing on the boy
Watching as the waves pitch and roll off the side
To the side

I am an overcoat
I am the night winds that blow
I am an overcoat
So I must go into the night

I am a setting sun
I am old things left undone
I am the sleet and the hail, winds filling your sail when you’re gone.
Track Name: Nobody Likes...
Nobody likes their parents
Nobody likes their parents
Nobody likes their parents
So hide under the stairs

Watch the dials and the gauges on the stairway to the
Furnace room
There’s a boiler in the back distilling liquids that will
Make you swoon
Someone’s walking in the attic and the cornhusks in the larder
Tell of coming doom
Keep a pistol loaded waiting in the
Dinning Room

I’ve been sitting waiting softly like a vapor in the
Pouring rain
Watch the buildings and the corners and doorways and the
Lights go off and on again
Knocking hourly from the closet in the attic is a
Knuckle bone
Is it mine or is it yours I can remember anything
Anymore
Track Name: The Silent Piano
On the day that she died
The bed was all covered in roses.
And the keys stood like soldiers
On the silent piano.
The dolls one by one came to wish her goodbye.

You said in your blindness:
“I’m the first one to do something finally.
I like staying home
And playing the piano
The thing I don’t like is to be left behind.”

If we look,
What will we find
Under these
Little stones of the earth.
Bones, polished and bright or covered in dirt?

It’s been years
Since you’ve died.
The house is all cobwebbed and silent.
And the keys stand like soldiers
On the silent piano,
The dolls have been packed up and all put away.
There’s a ghost haunts your room
Singing your melody
Weeping inconsolably every night.

If we look,
What will we find
Under these
Little stones of the earth.
Bones, polished and bright or covered in dirt?
Track Name: Stone Cold Heart
When your body burned away
Through all the gas and flame
The only thing remaining was a stone cold heart,
A stone cold heart.

Your skin had grown thin,
Pickled by the rum and gin,
Piano-keyed your smile and the while you had a stone cold heart,
A stone cold heart.

Oh, I’ve waited
All these years
Through the rubble and the fire.
Would you please pull out my eyes and help me live again
All that I require
Is a stone cold heart
A stone cold heart.

Gasoline’s a dream
Kerosene cleans everything
You drank it down in sips and through your lips I saw your stone cold heart
Your stone cold heart.

Oh, I’ve waited
All these years
Through the rubble and the fire.
Would you please pull out my eyes and help me live again
All that I require
Is a stone cold heart
A stone cold heart.
Track Name: Hymnal
Take your time.
There’s a hole in this heart of mine.
Your eyes will dry.
There’s a hole in this heart of mine.

A light will shine.
The clouds will part one at a time.
Someday we’ll climb
Up from the dust and the grime.

Lye-dee-dye-dee-dye-dye
Lye-dye-dye-dye-dye
Lye-dee-dye-dee-dye-dye
Lye-dye-dye-dye-dye-dye-dye

We’ll walk by the water
And look to the night
Staring out on the harbours
We hold ourselves tight