Carving Creases

by Casper Allen

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alain michaud beaucoup d’émotions dans sa voix,j’adore le son de sa guitare.
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earl1533 3 listens into this album, I don't have a favorite. Compelling, thoughtful, music that sets the mood of "real life". The life that most people deny its existence, and rarely examine it, but know it's around a dark curve, attic closet, or seedy motel room. Casper is a unique talent, not unlike Tom Waits (until he found circus music) and a bastard son of Charles Bukowski, that said, "Find what you love and let it kill you". Casper don't love it too much...
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Pierluc Grégoire album with feeling inside. real feeling.
Darren Smith
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Darren Smith Brilliant album makes me think of American highways and dive bars even though I live in the uk and have never seen either
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adam bryant Album sounds incredible. Makes me want to be alone, throw up my feet, and pop open a cold beer. Very rich and captivating...puts me full throttle down memory lane. Favorite track: That's Alright.
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Recorded over the course of a couple nights to 8-track in Atlanta over drinks and amongst friends.

Cover photo & design by Marissa Shevins

Extended bonus track included with download.

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released August 26, 2016

All songs by Casper Allen
Performed by Casper Allen, Steve McPeeks, & Troy King
Produced by Casper Allen & Stiff Penalty
Engineered by Steve McPeeks

Special thanks to Stiff, Troy, Leslie, Marissa, Brent, & Suburban Lou

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Track Name: That's Alright
Well there were too many people on the pickup crew
I heard they canned a few illegals and the foreman too
but that's alright
cause I got better things to do than makin all this money for you

I had a hundred fifty dollars on my final check
I bought a bucket of tobacco and a new backpack
I said goodbye
I hung my thumb out on the interstate to catch an inexpensive ride

And I was ridin in the backseat of a minivan
until the driver let me out down at the fillin stand
he said I smelled, I said oh well
Now every car that's passin sees me but they could not give a care in hell

So I went walkin down the highway for a couple days
Until a sheriff out in Waco said I could not stay
He roughed me up
He ran my name
I said I guess I'll take my chances on the chance to catch a passin train

So now I'm gone to Louisiana on an open freight
I got my cigarettes and bourbon, it'll be okay
It's all okay
Well anywhere I hang my hat I only hang it for a couple days
Track Name: Carving Creases
How can you tell a man which way to go?
Though there's two lanes on the highway, they both run on the same road
Watch yer speed
Turn up your radio
It's a long way running when you're running out your soles

I was once a sunrise just like you
Now I ride upon my sunrise turning sunsets into moons
Your gaze is true
Fixed on the man I knew
I've been harder pressed before but I'm just runnin' down my fuse

And a man stands alone
a man stands alone in his mind
I'm no man
my face is young
But I'll carve patterns in my creases til my wrinkles start to come

What darkness in this world defines your light?
and who are you to shine it when my dark is burning bright?
I see the shadows in ever passing tide
It's the wave that makes the break but it's the break that gives it might

And a man stands alone
a man stands alone in his mind
I'm no man -- my face is young
But I'll carve patterns in my creases til my wrinkles start to come
Track Name: Hollywood, TX
Well there's no police
in Hollywood
and all the streets
are rotting wood
well I don't believe
in accidents
but truly pleased
by happenstance

Well I don't hear
anyone
Everything is clear

Well I saw a girl
on slow parade
sleeping on
the mornin train
A fleeting glance,
a sober smile
a long hello,
a short goodbye

Well I don't want
anything
I only disappear

No dice
roll twice
stumble through the years

Well mornin' came
in San Antone
she spoke my name
in Espanol
The TV glared,
the shower moaned
she said farewell
she had to go

Well I don't care
where she's gone
until she reappears

If you see her,
tell her I'm here

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