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Everything Not Nailed Down

by Maggie Del Re

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Gray skies today over the house that I grew up in Stare at the table my grandfather build Feel my father's eyes twist like the curves on the street On the way to my old house Feel the street twist, twist like the bend of our bodies Wonder how you felt I still feel alone Gray skies turn to black Black like the tires twist to fit the curves on the street Twist to fit me Feel the vibrations Still feel alone It took me a long time to finally accept that the rain hitting the windows Wasn't a metaphor at all It took me a long time to accept it But everything could be anything else and still mean just as much The rain could be sun It'd be a metaphor to someone Far Away (It took me a long time) Far Away from me (It took me a long time) Far Away (It took me a long time) Far Away from me (It took me a long time) And everything is anything and everything is nothing And if I am in rain, I hope you're still in sun If I am in rain, I hope you're far away If I am the rain I am someone So when the sun came up And all the mud was dry The table that my grandfather build Was exactly where it should be I thought of you (It took me a long time) And knew that it meant nothing I thought of you It meant nothing
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Ghosts 02:22
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Fear 03:13
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My Friend 02:07
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Your eyes as deep as the sea You push me down on my hands and knees Like a child, I'm free Like a child, I'm yours to keep Your arms so pale and thin Pulling us out of the bad state we're in I'm tracing hearts on your skin While the world spins And then the morning after I'll awake to the sound of your laughter While we wait for the rapture It's the coming of age Through the wreckage and fuss All the bodies who tried to stop up You stood and turned them all down Kept them far away Your shoulder always my pillow Wherever you are is where I wanna go Together everything moves so slow But it won't stop And then the morning after I'll awake to the sound of your laughter While we wait for the rapture It's the coming of age

about

17 days before I intended to release this album, my house and all of my music equipment were destroyed in an electrical fire.
Luckily everyone in my house (including my cherished doggo, Nugget) were completely okay and unharmed. Still, we lost almost all of our stuff and the home we've loved for as long as I can remember.

Along with many other challenges I knew were to come, I had to decide what to do with the music sitting in the GarageBand App on my cell phone.

Realistically, I won't have the equipment I need to record more music for several months. First and foremost, we have to find a place to live, clothing, food, and school supplies...A new drum kit is at the bottom of the list. So I didn't want to wait to put out the music I did have already done or almost-done.

I have these 8 tracks that I thought were good enough to release as-is. Some are a little rough around the edges, others were already as finished as they would ever be even if I had unlimited time to record.

I was looking for an album title that would reflect the slightly unfinished nature of this album/EP when from my car speakers rang "Fire Editorial" by the Mountain Goats.

"Save this town, save everything not nailed down."

It was perfect.

So this is what's left: this is everything not nailed down. Everything that wasn't stuck in my house when the flames destroyed it: I lost pages of music, lyrics, and artwork, and I can't get that back. Ever. But these songs somehow managed to escape unharmed.

I lost nearly every physical object I own, but I cannot describe the amount of joy and pride it brings me to still have these little things that I created in my possession.

I only hope they can mean a fraction of what they do to me to you.

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released November 14, 2018

To my friends and family for always serving as my inspiration, with or without their knowing,.

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Maggie Del Re Worcester, Massachusetts

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