Back in Spring of 2009 the boys of Mister Fisk headed in to the studio. Working with producer/engineer Shay Scott at KBC, the
band recorded the first four tunes for what was to become "Now to Now." By December of that year, the album was complete
and the band ushered in the new year with smiles and shrink wrap all around. Featuring guests Shay Scott (on keyboards) and
Eric Schreppel (on accordion), Now to Now is a sonic ride through the mind of Mister Fisk. Enjoy several songs from the album
here and if your iPod gets anxious, buy the album by clicking HERE! Or visit iTunes and search for Mister Fisk...
Now to Now Lyrics
Bicycle Song
(Lyrics by Erik Merrill)
On my bicycle, she rode fast, but I rode faster round the cul-de-sac,
Banana seats, pop’n wheelies, she fell hard, but I fell harder.
She’s a killer machine. She’s got everything I need, every thing, every thing I need.
On my bicycle, on a mission, there’s no swimmin’ with no women,
I lost Maroni, I found Shimano, these bees make honey, that much I do know.
She’s a killer machine, she’s got everything I need, every thing…
On my bicycle, my yellow bicycle, amped on stumptown, feet off the ground,
bombing Washington, in a peloton, we fell hard, but they fell harder.
She’s a killer machine, she’s got everything I need, every thing…
Evergreen
(Lyrics by Scott Crabtree)
Snow falls, it’s a brand new day
Snowfall, when will it come our way?
We’ve stood the test before and here it comes again
Somehow I know that you’ll be there, in the end
Chorus: I won’t ask you for nothing, it’s enough to have you around
I walk out in the snowfall, and I look at what I’ve found
A little bit of beauty, you may never know
How you shine to me
The future brings a certain stew
Whisper thin, nothing sticks to you
Stand tall, bend a bit
Your flexibility gets you out of it
Chorus
Seasons come, and the north winds blow
But you’ll always be there, I know
Through seasons past you have grown strong
And now you’re ready for whatever, comes along
Chorus
How you shine to me
Baby Universe
(Lyrics by Erik Merrill)
Oregon, the rain gives way to sun,
Her hair flies out the window,
We lean on lips, our stomachs dip,
Not in the same way they do, the day before the school year.
By my side, by the lake,
Ooo,ooo Baby Universe…
Bluebird, so absurd, flies into the window,
Gotta get away, gotta get away-gotta-get-away,
Before freedom gives way to love’s responsibilities.
Finding out, all about,
Ooo,ooo Baby Universe…
Amsterdam, I’ll be damned, is that you behind the window,
Red light glows, and red light knows, I’m longing for a longing,
For a longing - for a longing - for a logging truck.
By my side, by the lake, finding out, all about,
Ooo, ooo, Baby Universe
Laying around September, October, November, December, remember,
When does life ever cease to amaze you, amaze you, amaze you, amazing you…
Road Atlas to Your Heart
(Lyrics by Erik Merrill)
He broke his nose. The corn in rows go whizzing by her evil eye. And she’s alone. And he’s alone.
Together in their car, they promised it would never feel like forever. His humor just seemed to upset her.
She bites her nails. The white guardrails can’t hold her thoughts, can’t hold her dreams of in-between love and grief
and grace and fate and all the things that lead you to the road atlas to your heart.
Road atlas to your heart, a lost and dieing art, road atlas to your heart, road atlas to your heart.
Life is a circle, and life is a line, but love is a crooked beautiful crime.
He crossed his arms. She crossed her legs. He crossed the line. She didn’t mind. He asked her to just find a way,
a rattlesnake, a maze, a cave. Just find a way to the road atlas to your heart.
Road atlas to your heart, a place away from harm, road atlas to your heart, road atlas to your heart.
She asked him to roll down the window,
Roll down the window to the cold, cold rain,
Life is a circle, and life is a line, but love is a crooked beautiful crime.
Slow Moon Slide
(Lyrics by Erik Merrill)
With grass on his back, he was giant so giant
He towered over the trees, they were tiny so tiny
When he found time to breath, it was quiet so quiet
Standing by a stream, Standing by a dream
All the things that jade, faded, they faded
All the things she grew, blossomed, they blossomed
As far as she could throw, her hair down flowers
If only for an hour, Lose all time and space
Slow moon slide, sweet lupine, pearly everlasting
As far as they could see, clearcuts smoldered
As far as they could know, they’d be lovers
The mistakes of his youth were distant pavement
And that raven, is just a common crow
Slow moon slide, sweet lupine, pearly everlasting
Your feet are sand, your hands are wings, your thoughts are breath, and clouds of seeds
Weathered Dream (aka Blue Volvo)
(Lyrics by Erik Merrill)
She could find a sailor in Nebraska
There’s not a thing you couldn’t ask her
She’d tell you different things on different days
Sure as there’s a war in Angola
She’s drinking Winslow soda
As the path is paved beneath her feet
Chorus: Ride on, time heal you, ride on, miles free you, ride on my weathered dream
Her ex-boyfriends’ families
Send her letters from sandy
Beaches with regrets from their wayward sons
She can count them on one hand
As she can count on everyman
For secrets they never told anyone
Chorus
Got no pictures of our time
Just visions of a life
I’m not sure were even mine
It’s a safe car and I’m not mad
At the same time, I’m not glad
To see you driving away
How could you leave me this way
41 Million
(Lyrics by several Nigerian widows offering you a very high percentage of $41M,
high graded by Scott Crabtree and Erik Merrill, song by Mister Fisk)
Pardon me for any inconvenience
I have the courage to ask for your assistance
Believing that you will never let me down, now or in the future
Never let me down (x2)
Chorus: Ask us to come down to your country
Come on down (x2)
You don’t have to entertain any fear
It’s all secret within myself (x2)
41 million, you’re one in 6 billion, you’re the lucky one
I need your full cooperation
In your company, in your country
For her peaceful relocation to a quiet and serene place
Any safer place (x2)
Chorus
If you are willing to be my partner
I am a widow totally hitch free
I have resolved to share this ratio: 30 for you, 50 for me
And my only son
My only son
Chorus
Slipaway
(Lyrics by Scott Crabtree and Erik Merrill)
Hey hey hey, mister slipaway, talk to me
I need a favor from you
Is there anything you can do?
These are the people I know
And I want them to stay
So why, oh why are they slipping away
Chorus: Hanging out, or just, hanging on, Hold on
You know I’ve felt it too, take me I know you could
Sometimes I wish you would
What can I say? What do I know about you?
What do I do about me?
Chorus
Bridge: Gotta hang on to my money, cause I gotta find somebody
Who can take me outta here
Gotta make my way outta here
Gotta fake my way outta here, outta here, ouuta here, outta here
A curse is a curse and my best is your worst
Now why, why would I say that right now
Gotta thirst that I can’t deal with
Gotta feeling, and I can’t shape it
Wanna see, see and believe, in you
Chorus
Whisper Chipper
(Lyrics by Scott Crabtree, song by Mister Fisk)
I get so nervous, hanging around you
I never know just what you’re gonna do
It all seems to depend on your mood
I just want your touch and your food
Chorus: Why don’t you take me out sometimes
Why do you always want to keep me inside
Why don’t you put me out, why don’t you put me out or set me free
Why don’t you just let me be?
You’re such a homebody it gives me a fever
Why don’t you leave her, they ask me
Calm and assertive, is what I need
But you drive me to bite the hand that feeds
Chorus
You be the doormat, and I’ll be the shoe
I promise I won’t step all over you
Why do you always want to be on top
Can’t you see power just always corrupts
Chorus
Pool
(Lyrics and song by Mister Fisk)
Sometimes things don’t work out, work out for you
Sometimes it works out, until she talks to you
Another lemon drop beneath her sweater
You weren’t there, made you look better
Good news we’re getting a pool, a pool for you,
Just gotta dig through the dirt, no pool for you,
Bedrock and barstool, butterflies and demons
Some things haunt you until you leave them
You give it to me then you take it away
How about California, isn’t that a trip,
New Haven haunts, even after you leave it
Sometimes things don’t work out, work out for you
Sometimes it works out, until she talks to you
You give it to me then you take it away
It’s okay, I didn’t want it anyway
When you give it to me then you take it away
It’s okay, I’ve got nothing nice to say
When you give it to me then you take it away
Down to Sound
(Lyrics by Erik Merrill)
Sleep enough to dream enough
to fly enough just high enough
so the world can be trusted when you sleep,
Lay me down, touch the ground,
smell the ground, I’m going down,
down to sound, down to sound,
Chorus: Before you go roll (up your sleeves), the way you please,
tell me one thing, it’s not that you ought to, its just that you want to,
not that you ought to, just what you want to, want to be.
It takes some time when you lose someone,
so do something to think nothing
but how to get from now to now.
Watch your step, watch your back,
watch your tongue, you’ve held it too long,
could be said, must be sung, sung undone.
Chorus
Ooo, lay me down, ooo lay me down, l
ay me down, lay me down so sweetly…
Andiamos