Last Known Photograph of Jackson Emmer

by Jackson Emmer

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about

Music is a lot like archery. Beginners luck will get you a bulls-eye, but it takes years to hit the mark upon command. My past solo records really felt like practice and preparation for the act of recording "Last Known Photograph of Jackson Emmer." This record hits it's mark harder than any other I've made. It is cohesive, strange, gorgeous, and adventurous yet precise. Mostly, it is an honest and potent gleaning of the songs and sounds I sculpt in my head.

The album took one year to write. Mostly, the tunes were crafted while whistling airborne doodles, hastily scribbling lyrics on scrap paper while walking my dog in the mountains. Later, I'd sit with my guitar or piano and work out the details. Eventually, my dearest friends gathered in my parent's basement to help record these songs, truly bringing them to life. It was fun.

I hope you enjoy listening to this music, as much as I enjoyed making it.

Thank you, and keep in touch,
- Jackson -

credits

released September 1, 2015

Jackson Emmer: songwriting, singing, guitar, bass, programming.
Sam Moss: fiddle and voice.
Alison May: drums and voice.
Chris Rose: trumpet and piano.
Trevor Wilson: piano.
Mike Facey: upright bass.

I could not have made this album without my incredible family and friends. Thank you!

This album was recorded and produced by Jackson Emmer, with help from Sam Moss, Alison May, and Trevor Wilson. It was mixed and mastered in Oakland, CA by Misery Loves Co., Jeff Price, Sean Price, and Jackson Emmer.

All music registered with BMI.

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Track Name: hands
labored all day at the LCD
man, i was just trying to buy some land.
wild-hipped woman
and a hound dog barkin'
i'm an analog kind of man.

work too hard for a lousy dime,
play guitar just to pass the time
keep it physical,
and give a cut to uncle sam.

o my hands are tired
my horse is wired
i can't wait to get drunk this afternoon

remember carbondale?
and old cape cod?
thought i'd grow up, try a job
but very little has changed since the good ol' days.

yes, i'm a weird outcast and my breath still stinkin'
ride the same bike
feel guilty 'bout drinkin'
now i got bills,
i'd better pay 'em on time

o my hands are tired
my horse is wired
i can't wait to get stoned this afternoon

moved out west for to tan my skin
work a little less,
get to know my kin.
vice vice baby,
i'll kick 'em one at a time.

o my hands are tired
my horse is wired
i can't wait to get home this afternoon

o my hands are tired
my horse is wired
i can't wait to get home this afternoon

every rough day ends beneath the moon.
Track Name: six four time
leave that town and the folks you know
time to strike out on your own
heading west, you've never seen LA
in the dirty, dirty streets
a busking boy is playing beats
but you ain't never heard of six four time-
ripping through a county line
while beatbox players and old soothesayers all work you for a dime.

catch the keys of your daddy's car
brand new tires will get you far
that transmission is purring as a cat
nevermind the color black,
bad luck is for foolish saps,
and you're loving that six four time-
ripping through a county line
while beatbox players and old soothesayers all work you for a dime.

many a heart has snapped this way
even big bones break
do what you must to fill your tank

leave that town and the folks you know
time to strike out on your own
heading west, you've never seen LA
in the dirty, dirty streets
a busking boy is playing beats
and you're loving that six four time-
ripping through a county line
while beatbox players and old soothesayers all work you for a dime.
Track Name: score
crawl out into the college wind
it's halloween, the night is young
little boys dart by dressed as condoms.
"we're gonna get some"
"i'm gonna get more"
I hear them say as they're looking to score.
"we're gonna get some"
"i'm gonna get more"
I hear them say as they're looking to score.

off they go, off they went
I used to be just like them.

i carry on, walk to my car
pull out my sleeping bag, under the stars
noble girls from the folk club
invite us over to sleep on their rug.
"we're gonna get some"
"i'm gonna get more"
I hear them say as they're looking to score.
"we're gonna get some"
"i'm gonna get more"
I hear them say as they're looking to score.

off they go, off they went
I used to be just like -

though we've seen it all a hundred times before
if the story don't end in a wedding, we're left wanting more.

fast forward to the present day
can't even count how many babies were made
couples come and couples go
this is about the only truth I know.
"we're gonna get some"
"i'm gonna get more"
Track Name: rock the simple cradle
cover all your bases
stash the money deep
tell me your pretty password
it's all i'll get to keep

you're gonna
rock the simple cradle
rock the wood apart
rock the simple cradle
tell me when to start

rack of wine has toppled
and the snow begun to fall
mailman brought you catalogs
even though you have it all

you're gonna
rock the simple cradle
rock the wood apart
rock the simple cradle
tell me when to start

you're gonna
rock the simple cradle
rock the wood to bits
rock the simple cradle
tell me when to quit
Track Name: living on the cheap
come around the corner
to the back of the fence
selling hot pies don’t pay no rent.
thought you had it covered
but you’re making dirt
work for tips, baby
flirt flirt flirt

o! my piggy bank is thin.
o! working like a mule
under hot sun baby
gonna burn my skin
o! i can hardly sleep!
my back may hurt
but i found work,
living on the cheap.

course at first
my job was fine
money comin’ in
i won’t quit this time.
manuel taught me how to shovel n pick
i taught manny not to be a jerk.

chorus

got a little miss
gonna save my soul
don’t care much for rock n roll
darling babe digs real high class
i play dive bars, you do the math.

chorus
Track Name: glow
there was a time
not long ago
your tenderness would make me glow
there was a time
not long ago
when we would glow

you make the call
do what you do
stay or go
but see it through
there was a time
not long ago
when we would glow

o i am so through with you
o i am done, was this your kind of fun?

you boomerang
out and back
fall to earth, babe
and your bones crack
there was a time
not long ago
when we would glow
Track Name: rocky winds blow
raised wrong, ran away, but did not get too far
grew my adam's apple on a colorado farm
running from shadows of a golden gate
wet dreams, pit stain, saddle up or go insane

old friends never come to say hello
be still
and feel
the rocky winds blow.

doing depakote and now i'm feeling pretty sleepy
my libido is the size of tom thumb's pinky
driving el camino at the speed of sound
it's a holiday let's get some in 'n out

old friends never come to say hello
be still
and feel
the rocky winds blow.

never paid a fare on the old caltrain
smoked a little pot
rosin up the brain
jaime and i were skateboard dorks
now i play guitar, he's paying child support

old friends never come to say hello
be still
and feel
the rocky winds blow.

laying on the docks at shoreline park
listen to the water
kissin' in the dark
steal a paddle boat and baby, head for the deep
i'm so bad at love you fall right asleep

old friends never come to say hello
be still
and feel
the rocky winds blow.
Track Name: texas last
i waste a lot of time alone
play guitar and check my phone
go out walking with my hair
carving words in the air

took an odd route home,
just to try it on and see
cradle the shifter in my hand
5th gear to the promised land

the sun may shine in amarillo
crooked and crazed were the clouds
hotter than a griddle cake
so babe
look at me now

how y'all doin' say the trucker boys
burning rubber on gasoline toys
even they have cozy homes
and know what love is in their bones

the sun may shine in amarillo
crooked and crazed were the clouds
hotter than a griddle cake
so babe
look at me now

don't miss pampa while you're out there
waxahachie too,
the freaks may live in austin
but houston has 'em too
the freaks may live in austin
but dallas has 'em too.

the sun may shine in amarillo
crooked and crazed were the clouds
hotter than a griddle cake
so babe
look at me now

hill country rolling by
that dust flits in your eye
foot prints on the dash
how long will texas last?