Ghosts of Christmas

by Dare Dukes

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Starland Records | Furious Hooves

SR 2307 - FH 003

Dare Dukes BMI 2011

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released 29 November 2011
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Written by Dare Dukes.

Co-produced by Dare Dukes and Suny Lyons.

Recorded and mixed by Suny Lyons at Popheart Productions, Athens, GA.

Mastered by Alex McCollough at Yes Master, Nashville, TN.

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"Ghosts of Christmas"
Dare Dukes: banjo, lead vocals
JoJo Glidewell: keys
Liz Hartin: French horn
Suny Lyons: bass, Moog, percussion, vocals
Laura Wrenn: vocals

"Artifacts"
Dare Dukes: guitar, lead vocals
Ruby Kendrick: vocals
Suny Lyons: accordion, bass, bells, percussion
Laura Wrenn: vocals

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Dare Dukes’ orchestral folk pop is a striking combination of incisive intelligence and sweet, doleful hooks. Looking past ... more the shiny surfaces of American life, the Savannah, GA-based composer and band-leader chronicles the everyday world, mining the margins for the eccentric characters and bizarre events that are at the heart of his music. less

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Track Name: Ghosts of Christmas
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The Christmas lights they flicker red, green, and white,
Hung in the baggage claim by an irate overtime janitor.
This time of year it's crazy 'round here.
Elbows and packages crammed into cabs with drunken strangers.


Chorus
The children chew on cellophane.
While the fat actor rings for pocket change
This time of year it's crazy ‘round here.
This time of year it's crazy here.


CNN calls for blizzard through the East.
We at the terminal bar share a laugh and reach for cell phones.
Outside the shapes of planes stuck at gates covered in snow.
We are ghosts of Christmas and we're cheered to never get home.


Chorus

Fa la la la la la la...


Bloodshot and tipsy we flirt between Parchese moves,
Avoiding questions about the relations pictured in wallets.
A touch the hand when peanuts are passed back and forth.
In my eyes I suspect you surmise my love of airports.

The terminal's quiet as the sick and tired snore and wheeze.
We are the ghosts of Christmas and we have all we need.
We are the ghosts of Christmas and we do not need.


Chorus


Fa la la la la la la...
Track Name: Artifacts
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I say a prayer to the bathroom mirror:
Can you bring her, can you bring her?
I break the TV with a bottle of beer:
Why won’t you conjure her, conjure her?

Chorus
My cheek stings with your sweet kisses that I could never have.
You left me against my wishes haunted by these artifacts,
Terrible artifacts.

I sang a song to her all night long.
But she did not care, she was not anywhere.
I got the whole bar to sing along.
But she did not hear, no she wouldn’t hear.

I think I saw her walking down the street.
But I didn’t cross, I was afraid to cross.
I think I called her once late one evening.
But I couldn’t talk, no I couldn’t talk.

Chorus

They say they saw her wandering by the creek.
But I didn’t go, didn’t go.
They say they still hear her voice so sweet.
But my own voice is all that I know.