Of Shape & Sound
by Jon Williams
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The Shade
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Who Me Obscene
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Shape & Sound
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Accessory
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Chasin' A Lime
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The Number
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Runaway
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about
In 2008 I recorded a debut solo studio album called 'Of Shape & Sound.' The band I currently play for is ALSO called Of Shape & Sound (an 8 piece ensemble) - debut album 'We Bring It On Ourselves' Released in early 2010. Sorry for any confusion. Please check us out!!
www.ofshapeandsound.com
www.ofshapeandsound.com
credits
released 01 February 2008
All music and lyrics by Jon Williams
Music recorded by Jon Williams (except chasin' a lime)
Vocals recorded by Nick Rucker
Produced by Jon Williams, Nick Rucker, & Mikey Sabs
Mixed & Mastered by Nick Rucker
Album Credits:
-the shade-
mandolin hand made by Ken Williams
-who me obscene-
-shape and sound-
original score composed by Jon Williams & Mark Schellenbach
-accessory-
-money drugs-
bass performed by Tyler Jensen
mandolin performed by Brandon Olivo made by Ken Williams
drums performed by Nick Rucker
-chasin' a lime-
-sink performed by Nick Rucker
-Runaway-
original score composed by Jon Williams & Mark Schellenbach
-the number-
-bricks were not made to be thrown-
bass performed by Dusty Boyle
Thank You >>>
With the lack of these people, this album could not have been made. Thank You!
Mom, Dad, & Lindsey, I love you. Mikey Sabs, Nick Rucker, Doug Allen, Dusty, Brandon, Tyler, Brock, Jamarkus, Crisco, & the Schellenbachs, Chad, John B, Dustin, Karl, Ashley, Michael, Phil, & Fretted Friends Music, Joe & Joe’s of Lafayette, Melissa, Dino, & The Wild Vine, James Benny & All of the Two Day Town Crew, Bob, Anderson, R. Kelly, Dave, Luke, Ed, Cross, & Dix, Thanks for the key boys! All of my friends in the Bay & Southern Ca whom continue to support me, Any fan or supporter of Normal Like You, Thank You.
All music and lyrics by Jon Williams
Music recorded by Jon Williams (except chasin' a lime)
Vocals recorded by Nick Rucker
Produced by Jon Williams, Nick Rucker, & Mikey Sabs
Mixed & Mastered by Nick Rucker
Album Credits:
-the shade-
mandolin hand made by Ken Williams
-who me obscene-
-shape and sound-
original score composed by Jon Williams & Mark Schellenbach
-accessory-
-money drugs-
bass performed by Tyler Jensen
mandolin performed by Brandon Olivo made by Ken Williams
drums performed by Nick Rucker
-chasin' a lime-
-sink performed by Nick Rucker
-Runaway-
original score composed by Jon Williams & Mark Schellenbach
-the number-
-bricks were not made to be thrown-
bass performed by Dusty Boyle
Thank You >>>
With the lack of these people, this album could not have been made. Thank You!
Mom, Dad, & Lindsey, I love you. Mikey Sabs, Nick Rucker, Doug Allen, Dusty, Brandon, Tyler, Brock, Jamarkus, Crisco, & the Schellenbachs, Chad, John B, Dustin, Karl, Ashley, Michael, Phil, & Fretted Friends Music, Joe & Joe’s of Lafayette, Melissa, Dino, & The Wild Vine, James Benny & All of the Two Day Town Crew, Bob, Anderson, R. Kelly, Dave, Luke, Ed, Cross, & Dix, Thanks for the key boys! All of my friends in the Bay & Southern Ca whom continue to support me, Any fan or supporter of Normal Like You, Thank You.
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- Track Name: The Shade
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follow me through the set up some audacity’s advised from the neck up i won’t let you victimize me you can save the charade cause i’ve been there before don’t you remember we could gossip because everybody lies we could stalk up on the negatives of life but it won’t stop the crusade from the pain no it won’t rescue the martyr cause it’s check mate to the pawn in the shade if we can’t find the sun we become decay ~ take these open hands let them guide you liberate the ghost you’ve inside you make your own demands you’ve the right to never let impulse occupy you ~ follow me through the set up i can see it in your eyes a vendetta no intent to compromise here
it’s a change to the scene yes i must intervene offer discretion just a fable with imaginary lines it’s a staple does it make you feel alive can it help save the crusade from the pain can it help rescue the martyr can you find ways to escape from the shade if we can’t find the sun we become decay - Track Name: Who Me Obscene
- hey look at me somebody get her a sign we all agree she’s got it bad in the worst way she shows it off wants to talk with her eyes she’s off the wall grows some balls on the first date who me obscene says her conscious as she appeals her prediction could this be me ya she ponders a bit then details her reflection is it kind at all ~ trust the soul it’s never gonna leave you darlin broken heart-ed take control your always gonna feel departed until you start again ~ now look at me somebody get him a sign 2 out of 3 comment he’s bad in a good way he grabs the chalk words evolve from his eyes it’s spilling out scream and shout have a nice day who me obscene there’s a harness attached to his moral obsession could this be me his assurance appears as he swallows intention ~ you can hack at the knees you know that they’re weak you can work on your needs whatever you think is the route you perceive you want to believe there’s an end
- Track Name: Shape & Sound
- you can saddle me up baby it’s going down i don’t believe in luck this is love i’ve found it’s a shame that i lost my ropes tie me back to the shape and sound set me free leave my body bound baby don’t let me touch the ground ~ there’s 29 days 12 hours there's 44 minutes 3 seconds to go baby i'm like a new moon i disappear yet i'm still here for you i've been so hazy lately but it hit me finally i lost my baby lost my melody how could this go down i'm slipping and watching me fall i better figure me out up off the ground before I get comfortable but it's too late i've occupied the max capacity i hope my baby will remember me ~ now i wasn’t doing you right negligence honestly became apart of me i've renewed my vows to the fight hail the detail and i'm back to my odyssey i may be crazy baby save me with your cut and paste what good’s a smell if you can’t have a taste ~ rattle me up settle me gradually all i can do is be of shape and sound you see pave the cement that i document musically use me i'm instantly joy or i'm pain back with my baby she forgave me saved my harmony now explanations have avoided me
- Track Name: Accessory
- it’s the same look on a new night your perception is a red light i don’t really know what you want but i pray that it’s me that’s the thing now i don’t think i’ve ever prayed i sit and watch football on sundays i don’t really believe in god but I'm hoping to god your ok ~ but i will not be your accessory the seven-day rental you never repeat take me for granted and one day maybe you’ll recall how it felt to be loved ~ now i need you to need me be all you need lately i've felt all alone everywhere i look in this town all i see is your face
- Track Name: Chasin' A Lime
- get out although i love it when your taking advantage of me evacuate before destruction need i address your assumption ah you want to rattle me up please don’t let me get rapped up with conviction oh please you know how i love to point my finger but not half as much as i complain haven’t you read my latest scripture now now i wrote it on all of your imperfections ~ i don’t know if i’m equip to tango with you am i chasin' a lime intoxicate the flame to the fume i can feel i'm not the only one in the room i don’t know if have got it all wrong ~ get up i’ve always got my face pressed up to the window to see the rest of the world in such a comfort yet i seem appalled to rest my feet i've got to get out of the blender strawberry banana wasn’t meant to be an entity in singular form oh people let it be maybe i've underlined a new theme but it's too damn late to leave alone now we’ve dug us a whole it's too deep the incline is too steep ~ i don’t know if i’m equip to tango with you am i chasin' a lime another sour review i can feel the detrimental nerves in the room i don’t know if i’ve got it all wrong ~ why you want to rattle me up
- Track Name: The Number
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well you better learn to love it cuz the number is about to begin ~ i’ve been down in a well wishing water were maglites i’m in no need for detail the operation was air tight what a delight and when it rains baby i'll remember the good times from the sidelines and no i don’t hear a lick of your campaigning to wrong rights one of my strong sides ~ i don’t belong in a to-be or not-to-be me song i'm making it home a tank of gas will make the spirit strong well you better learn to love it cuz the number is about to begin ~ i'm crawling out of my hole the complications are hind sight i'm re-assessing my goals i’ve put my love in a new light and it feels right
sometimes pain is just the right prescription to seize time i believe i'm a reliever i don’t have room for second guesses on this flight what a smooth ride ~ i don’t belong in a to-be or not-to-be me song and im making it home a glass of wine will help you sing my song well you better learn to love it cuz the number is about to begin - Track Name: Bricks Were Not Made To Be Thrown
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bricks were not made to be thrown you break my window and pretend like i
don’t know maybe i should have seen it coming along i've got to give less of the benefit of the doubt but it’s in my character to be me to do what I know
there it is that smile that deceives me step back take a look at your contradiction ~ you handed me a fake id ponder your mistake I’ve got to wonder is there no respect for me ~ i wannna lie ~ temper temper please dissolve no sense in smashing glass it’s simply not at fault sweet is vengeance swift with action right your wrongs now now settle down kid stick to your game but i can’t hide from the agitated tendencies within me
i lost all control broken glass with a brick in my back seat why - Track Name: Runaway
- no expiration date fool me again accept mistake the gambit of treatment excludes intervention when hope is left to fate show me a world to take the blame i’ve got a sweet tooth you could call a fixation where does optimism find me now if only the glare smiling down could lessen up and see me frown maybe the lesson’s overdue i defiantly missed the seminar and i feel my worth depleting can this repetition be me abandon perception diminish disguise eviction must delay how long will the residents decay the urn for perfection is indeed an obstruction to fall before the wake short-comings are humble in their stay however to fall short is to pursue your desire ~ try those running shoes on you’ll never make it if you don’t get up and hit the road try a little less hard your luck might runaway
