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Heater

by The Silos

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Prison Song 03:56
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PRISON SONG © 1997 Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Gary Sunshine Music, BMI Throw my legs over the wall Keep an eye out for the man Run like hell 'till I'm beyond The barking dogs And that's not all I'm up against I'm gonna do some traveling To where I've never been I hope I'm not reminded Of who I am I'll meet my friend in Baltimore He owes me money and a car I'll drive like hell and I'll ignore The memories Of all the time I've spent inside Chorus Time is only to willing to disguise All my alibis I'm getting closer to the sun I'll keep moving straight ahead I'll keep melting till I belong To a single heart A single mind twice as strong Chorus
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Northern Lights 03:54
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NORTHERN LIGHTS © 1997 Scott Burns and Walter Salas-Humara Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Scott Z. Burns Music, BMI He works late on Monday, the same old grind Thinks about the children he left behind There's a photograph beside him, a thousand miles away There's a fast car to take him to another working day He works late on Friday, then he heads for home There is no happy hour when you drinking alone There's a paper on the table, a map on the wall A single bed in the corner and a blind crystal ball The Northern Lights won't come and find him At least not tonight at the end of the evening train Seems they always shine in someone else's sky or They ain't bright enough to burn away the rain Tomorrow makes no promise, but it might be your friend It might just be dishonest and leave you with what might have been We measure time in hours and we add it up in days We lock it up in towers and watch it melt away The Northern Lights won't come and find him At least not tonight at the end of the evening train Seems they always shine in someone else's sky or They ain't bright enough to burn away the rain
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Thanks A Million 03:19
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THANKS A MILLION © 1997 Scott Burns, Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine Published by Lagartija Music, BMI, Gary Sunshine Music, BMI and Scott Z. Burns Music, BMI There's an airplane in the distance There's a shadow There is luggage lying open on the bed There are keys spread out on the counter Thre's a note unsigned and unread All the while your voice says Thanks a million In December in the desert after sunset There's a shape in the corner of the sky It is shaking, it is shining It's wide open It is dreaming, it is hoping It's divine Chorus On the highway In the backseat The only one with any manners is the dog There is warmth and sunshin in our bodies There's a lost and silent friend becoming clear There's gasoline and hot, black coffee There's a house and a yard and the years Chorus
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Front Porch 03:48
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FRONT PORCH © 1997 Robert Fisher, Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Gary Sunshine Music, BMI Paint a tiny potrait in your memory Take it out and dust it off when you remember me Sitiing on the front porch I guess I misunderstood I guess I shouldn't have come Whatever it was you needed I guess I couldn't give Tonight I sit out here with the stars and the trees above I hope you won't think less of me More than my heart already does My heart already does I guess I misunderstood or got too comfortable With the rank and file of the days To believe what you believe in I look back now and should have seen We were far from a perfect fit Whatever it was you needed I guess I couldn't give
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Eleanora 03:52
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IN THE CRYPT WITH ELEANORA © 1997 Michael Hall, Dave Bassett and Walter Salas-Humara Published by Aznut Music (BMI), Royal Swirly Music (ASCAP), and Lagartija Music, BMI The earth is cracked but it's stiil growing The streets are hard and dreamy, dear It gets dark early here In the streets of cold Chicago Locked in step Forever slow In the crypt with Eleanora In the lava just like lovers In their places like belivers You will find a steady comfort Holding thoughts and spending places While we just get weaker and weaker In the streets of cold Chicago Locked in step Forever slow In the crypt with Eleanora In the lava just like lovers In their places like belivers Do you love me, no don't tell me Let me guess, let me wonder Halfway between nil and never Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder In the crypt with Eleanora In the crypt with Eleanora Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder In the crypt with Eleanora In the lava just like lovers In their places like believers
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Angels 03:08
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ANGELS © 1997 Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Gary Sunshine Music, BMI I just can't see us waiting for the perfect line I just can't see us waiting for the perfect rhyme Communicating with angels There is certainly not the time We're a stuck accelerator and a broken timing belt I just can't see us waiting I just can't see us waiting I just can't see us waiting for the blood to rise I just can't see us waiting to get inside Communicating with angels There is certainly not the time We're a stuck accelerator and a broken timing belt I just can't see us waiting for the perfect line I just can't see us waiting for the perfect rhyme Communicating with angels There is certainly not the time We're a stuck accelerator and a broken timing belt
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Arms Of The Sea 04:33
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ARMS OF THE SEA © 1997 Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Gary Sunshine Music, BMI We were walking past the Cooper Church graveyard Laughing out loud, telling jokes about our lost and departed We all know who's caring for our lost and dear family Across from the church stands what's left of the Old North Pier There are footsteps on her planks and voices laughing with us We all know who's caring for our lost and dear family Since their boat dissapeared into the arms of the sea Some nights the steeple points to Orion's Belt Some nights we go drinking down at Molly's Well Tonight we're holding hands, without fear Our family is right here We looked out past the pier as the moon's light came on Saw the mast of a ship as it dipped beyong the horizon We all know who's caring for our lost and dear family Since their boat dissapeared into the arms of the sea Some nights the steeple points to Orion's Belt Some nights we go drinking down at Molly's Well Tonight we're holding hands, without fear Our family is right here We were walking past the Cooper Church graveyard
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I Like You 03:35
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I LIKE YOU © 1997 Dale Lawrence and Robert Ray Published by S/Z Music, BMI In a corner aprtment at the back of my block In the next to last room the telephone calls You've been trying to start I've been trying to stop You've been trying onw way I've been trying too hard I like you It's a pretty face and pretty eyes Pretty soon you realise Your bags are packed Sitting by the door When it comes to you What you knew before I like you Jane called last Friday night We talked things over and we set things right I got on a plane after we said goodbye I got off in Knoxville Oh why In a corner aprtment at the back of my block In the next to last room the telephone calls You've been trying to start I've been trying to stop You've been trying onw way I've been trying too hard I like you
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Stoplight 04:18
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STOPLIGHT © 1997 Walter Salas-Humara Published by Lagartija Music, BMI Leaves are falling on the road by and by Went out driving in your uncle's car The tape machine sent us a note Tried to send a note to us one way Mona is her name Can't you concentrate or find the time to call Write a letter Lost in the mail Don't leave him hanging by the phone Try to drop a note to your old man Mona is her name We go driving up the driveway Our way Drive up the driveway all night Stoplight Know what you want A paid holiday Know what you want Tomorrow today You know that I escaped the round-up out West You know that I am alright Makes you wonder what keeps a man alive When all the roads are blind Mona is her name We go driving up the driveway Our way Drive up the driveway all night Stoplight
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Mom Out Dancing 03:13
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MOM OUT DANCING © 1997 Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Gary Sunshine Music, BMI Your mom's jeep's in the driveway She's already put the dog outside for the night The blue light from the TV lit up the Drapes across the livingroom window You must be out with your boyfriend Isn't that what people do on Saturday night I wonder what show she's watching and I wonder what she's thinking about and I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing 'Cause I think she might be a little bit down Drive down to the Circle K In and out in record time Make my get-a-way with Forty bucks and a roll of dimes Parked the jeep back in her driveway Put the keys in the glove like she always does Stood out front and watched the moon rise I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing I want to take your mom out dancing 'Cause I think she might be a little bit down
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Cold Hands of Fate 04:55
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COLD HANDS OF FATE © 1997 Scott Burns and Walter Salas-Humara Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and Scott Z. Burns Music, BMI The hands on the clock are waiving goodbye Time doesn't move and it once used to fly If I thought of you first instead of seconds too late I'd be holding you now, not the cold hands of fate The cold hands of fate They're turning out the lights The cold hands of fate Brushing back her hair in the middle of the night What once was a breeze, now blows like a gail Rain that once fell has frozen to hail There's a light in your window, but a lock on your gate Turned with a key by the cold hands of fate The cold hands of fate They're turning out the lights The cold hands of fate Brushing back her hair in the middle of the night The hands on the clock are holding a gum Waiting for time to get up and run There isn't a way to wipe clean the slate and Loosen the grip of the cold hands of fate The cold hands of fate They're turning out the lights The cold hands of fate Brushing back her hair in the middle of the night
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Away 03:14
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AWAY (Instrumental) © 1997 Mary Rowell and Walter Salas-Humara Published by Lagartija Music, BMI

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It has brooders. It has sonic landscapes mixed with guitar drone and hard back beats. It has stories of life after heartbreak, life after prison, and life after death. The casual greatness of Heater coasts nonchalantly to the shore on the froth of the latest art/roots wave like Boticelli’s Venus, only leaner and tanner. It soaks up successive waves of contemporary culture and grows like a sponge. Heater secures The Silos preeminence over the pretenders who’ve been bobbing in their wake since Cuba.

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released September 15, 1998

Produced by Walter Salas-Humara. Mixed by Dave McNair at Chateau Relaxeau. Mastered by Dave McNair at Cedar Creek. Recorded at Studio Double You and Chateau Relaxeau.

Musicians: Walter Salas-Humara and Gary Sunshine with Daren Hess, Dave McNair, Chuck Prophet, Mary Rowell, Amy Allison, Dave Bassett, Walt Vincent, Al Wolovich, Phil Tagliere, Sanford Stein, Allison Silver and Erin Williams

Cover Art: Ignacio Salas-Humara. Cover Design: Terry Durbin.

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The Silos, the still-kicking band Walter Salas-Humara co-founded in New York’s post-punk ‘80s scene played Alt-Rock, Alt- Country, and Americana before any critics coined those terms. Salas-Humara’s narratives take on the weight of attentive, convincing poetry and wry wordplay. Each tune is marked by such humanity, which offers much refuge in a convulsive time. ... more

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