Wolfgang Schaefer

by Wolfgang Schaefer

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Alt-folk, Psych-country

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released September 10, 2010

Wolfgang Schaefer: guitars, vocals, harmonicas
Benjamin Schaefer: percussion
Theodore Gerstle: korg
Ricky Ganiere: bass, vocals
Jacob Singer: Banjo

Recorded and engineered by Benjamin Schaefer, North House Studio, Milwaukee, WI

Cover art by Jacob Singer

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Wolfgang Schaefer Milwaukee, Wisconsin

I'm Wolfgang. My brother Benjamin and I just recorded a new record. It's called Typewriter. We like it a lot.

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Track Name: Mirror and the Lamp
I'm conscious of my fingertips
and how they move your hair aside,
like all the private lies,
like all the private lies that make us brighter

Like the way that I say that I'm smiling on the telephone

We sit by the fire and you
talk like you're mending me
I'd have to admire
How friendly pretending can be

Like the way that I say that I'm better off out on my own

But here in this room
with the straight-jacket white walls,
in this room
all the far too dim light bulbs,
in this room
I'm nodding all my secrets to a formerly informed.

Your lies, they're all apologies and the
crying curbs your sanity
and for all your candied vanities, yeah
all your candied vanities, they show,
'Cause the mirrors in here tell me everything
I need to know

Hands inside my pockets, oh
I wanna sew 'em closed,
Everyone who mocks it I know
for how much you'll be sold,
Makes us all feel toxic, we're frozen to the mold
In this room, in this room

It was here where she
asked him to dance and to make her a widow,
He gave her romance and an empty, dented pillow.
Where she's tiresome and cancerous
she could never stand those rants of his and on,
and on, and on

In this room.

Here in this room
with the straight-jacket white walls,
in this room
all the far too dim light bulbs,
in this room
I'm nodding all my secrets to a formerly informed.
Track Name: Love in Loisaida
There's a man on the street selling bootleg dvds
with a wool hat on in the worst humidity.
I'm all out, just brought one.
The whole sky is a gun and you'd better watch yourself.
I said I know, it's been too long since I played anyway,
I don't think they need me, I don't think that they want me back.

There's a girl on the the street and she smiles at me every day like a secret plea.
She said I don't think I've ever
seen a tear stain a face that way, oh no.
I said oh how impolite,
I just don't think it's right
to be so forward,
to be so forward when you know it hurts.

In the winter when it's cold all our eyes are our toes
would it kill you to make a phone call home.
We lose our necks in our sweaters and the collars of our coats and when it snows you know I'll be alone.
And you'll write me a letter telling me I'm better off to be so young without anybody else,
To be so young with all that gray hair,
To be so young,
Limping like you do.

To be so young.
Track Name: This Time Is
Make-up's on
Check the mirror
Hair's done up

He always said when he sees your neck you're everything

He's alone
The phone, it rings
He knows it's you

His tightening eyes keep the evidence inside

And now you wait
And now you wait
And now you wait
You build your case
Contrive your smile
You used to rely on guile

The bath is full
The faucet's off
Robe hits the floor

You sink down low, turn the water to Merlot

This time it works
This time it hurts
You talk to yourself

He'll know when morning comes what he's done to you

You had more patience the day before
I can tell complacency's run it's course this time

The note you wrote
was just one word
Him it said
Now who's absurd this time

And now you wait
and now you wait
and now you wait
You made your statement
And you've said enough
You've said enough
This time.
Track Name: Broken Hearts and Billy Clubs
She pointed at me with her thumbs in the air she said,
Fish in a barrel my friend.
I never found a kiss on the cheek so facetious.

Well I'd have to give you credit all your threats are so kinetic and you follow 'em all the way through the end.
I never had you pegged for so cruelly capricious.

But what're you afraid of, what could possibly scare you,
some warbling, marble-eyed drunk,
What're you afraid of, what could possibly scare you,
That's some umbrella dim-sum.

You know how we go together,
we're like open flames and cigarettes.
I love you to death and you kill me so comfortably.

You know how we go together,
we're like broken hearts and billy clubs.
I ache all over, I swear I'm gonna break your back.

But what're you afraid of, what could possibly scare you,
some warbling, marble-eyed drunk,
What're you afraid of, what could possibly scare you,
That's some umbrella dim-sum.
What're you afraid of,
What're you afraid of,
What're you afraid of,

What're you.
Track Name: The End of Something
On this platform we have grace,
On this platform we have grace,
On this platform we have grace,
It erases yesterday.

I know you thought you had won,
I know you thought you had won,
I know you thought you had won,
Got everybody runnin to you.
Everybody's runnin to you.

But minds wander, don't they,
and eyes wander don't they,
and I'll wander, don't think you won't.

But love fades, don't it,
and the sky fades, don't,
and we'll fade, don't think we won't.

And we'll have another discussion about the busses we miss
all the city's percussion, I wish you could hear all of this.

And you'll look at me with those I love you lies,
and I'll furrow my I don't wanna hear it eyes.

I don't wanna hear it,
I don't wanna hear it.

On this platform we have grace,
On this platform we have grace,
On this platform we have grace,
Shades over yesterday.

I know you thought you had won,
I know you thought you had won,
I know you thought you had won,
Got everybody runnin to you.
Everybody's runnin to you.

But minds change, don't they,
and leaves change, don't they,
And I'll change, don't think you won't.

The pain stays, don't it,
and the stress stays, don't it,
But you won't stay, god damn I know you won't.

You'll sing the jingle from the radio ad that used to
run this pity city of ours
It's all that made me stay, complain about restraints in
February's temporary Spring,

February's temporary Spring.