i am a camera.

by Jessica Allyn

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The concept for this record has been a work in progress. for many years. with every year changing ever so slightly. Then I picked up a tattered book from a garage sale, and everything changed. "Goodbye to Berlin" written by: Christopher Isherwood was that book. From the moment I turned it's first page, the moment I read those words; "I am a camera, with it's shutter open, quite passively, recording, not thinking." I felt liberated, and insanely paranoid at the same time. Me? How could someone describe a character in that way, and have it hit so close to home for the reader? But, in that moment, the entire idea, concept, every word, every sound sort of swarmed my head. I am an observer. I like to observe people, behaviors, body language, etc. I've spent my entire like as a Wallflower, observing people, and things. And, it's been a gift and a curse. I record things constantly, documenting, saving, archiving. My memory is almost obsessive-compulsive. My mind has an endless capacity for useless information. I see the beauty in most things. I capture the ugly as well. I am a camera. And, what I write about is based upon the moments where I was a camera, taking it all in. True, I am guilty of being in front of the camera too. But, I was always recording, every moment, preparing the narration. I thought of many ways to get these stories, my story, out there. A play? But, writing a script is not something I have the attention span for. A novel? Again, lacking in the attention span department. Through song, and visual art, and big idea to write a rock musical; I've compiled my favorite pieces of this ever growing idea. The catharsis was incredibly profound, and I feel like an empty hard-drive. I give you....


...I Am a Camera.

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released 06 April 2009
Music & Lyrics: Jessica Allyn

Vox/Uke/Guitar: Jessica Allyn

Guitar/Bass/Other Arrangements: Robert Franceschini

Drums (for Pot & The Kettle)
+ Some Mixing/Mastering: John Cruess
www.theinvolvement.com

Production/Mastering: Robert Franceschini

Artwork: Jessica Allyn

Recorded at The Glitter Factory, New York
©2009-2012

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Jessica Allyn is no stranger to the New York music scene. Described as "A voice straight out of the 1920's." Two solo ... more albums, playing to packed rooms (including CMJ Festival), sharing the stage with artists such as Army of Toys, Emilyn Brodsky, Family of the Year, Yula and the Extended Family, as well as lending backing vocals for The Jane Austen Argument, and Sir Bigs.
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Track Name: Jenny Jones
After school, so routine
10 years old, in front of tv
Learning life lessons from old sitcom Mom's
and using catch phrases like "That's the bomb!"
But, nothing was like Jenny Jones
Paternity tests and prostitute Moms
I swear I could sit there all day
But, Mom says I'll probably go brain dead that way

It's-- gonna--- be--- okay
I--tune---out the real world, anyway
It's become---so hard---to bear
When the kids kick your lunchbox, and spit in your hair

Whoa, wuh uh oh I'm safe with Jenny Jones
Whoa, wuh uh oh I'm safe with Jenny Jones

And, you may try to suck the life out of me
Just because I'm some sort of anomaly
But, really, what are you gonna do about it?
Don't make me call security

It's-- gonna--- be--- okay
I--tune---out the real world, anyway
It's become---so hard---to bear
When the kids kick your lunchbox, and spit in your hair

Whoa, wuh uh oh I'm safe with Jenny Jones
Whoa, wuh uh oh I'm safe with Jenny Jones
Track Name: Professor Harold Hill
you only like me
when i smoke my herbal cigarettes
you only want me when i'm high
you only call me
when you've conveniently misplaced your conscience
you only love me
when i lie


i'm going to spill this wine on purpose
someone needs to shake up
this awkward situation
you'll call me a child
i'll call you a whore
with end up fighting
naked on the floor

you only like me
when i smoke my herbal cigarettes
you only want me when i'm high
you only call me
when you've conveniently misplaced your conscience
you only love me
when i lie

everything's going according to plan
i'm still the only girl
who didn't fuck your whole band
now i'm holding out on you
and you want what you cant have
what a sad state of affairs my dear
what a sad state of affairs

you only like me
when i smoke my herbal cigarettes
you only want me when i'm high
you only call me
when you've conveniently misplaced your conscience
you only love me
when i lie

i sank my teeth in
i lft my mark
you may think were on the same level
but you never had my heart

you only like me
when i smoke my herbal cigarettes
you only want me when i'm high
you only call me
when you've conveniently misplaced your conscience
you only love me
when i lie
Track Name: Iscariot
Holy Mess
You've been rotten
It's displayed for all the world
Time to see
what we have time to see

How many other lives
did you wreck before
mine?
How many other girls
did you see?
In the biblical sense
you know what
I mean

Holy Cow
Lookie, lookie
what you did now
You went and destroyed my
only dress
A secret obsession
you must confess

How many other lives
did
you wreck before mine?
How many other girls
did you see?
In the biblical
sense
you know what I mean

Now you're on a roll
trying your best to fill
the whole
It's going to take a lot more than apologies
And you won't win your
soul back
begging on your knees

You cannot escape me
You cannot escape
me
I'm your conscience eating at you, baby
You cannot escape me
You cannot
escape me

You cannot escape me...
Track Name: Pot & the Kettle
It's not that I don't care
It's that I find it completely unfair
What you've
done to me
Forgiven, you'll never be

What did you think
when you threw
everything in my face but the kitchen sink
You were given once face
But
painted another
Pretending to care for your sisters and brothers

A
hypocrite, I cannot stand
Especially one who tries to hold my hand
Spinning
out of control
But, convincing yourself you've got a hold

What did you
think
when you threw everything in my face but the kitchen sink
Pot call the
Kettle Black
Here's another beard you'll never grow back

Lie, Lie, Lie
through your teeth
You always act this way
When you secrets start to
creep

Kill 'em with kindness, I say
You'll probably die from the pills you
pop, anyway....

What did you think
when you threw everything in my face but
the kitchen sink
Pot call the Kettle Black
Here's another beard you'll never
grow back.
Track Name: Standing O
I don't want to be the one you need to follow
It's just too hard to swallow
And I don't want to be fed

I used to be, used be someone worth knowing
Now I'm cynical and boring
Oh, off with my head

Oh, it's such a drag
I take things so bad
I choke and off I go
bowing out before the "standing O"

Everything I do, I do with caution
I need protection
from what I don't know
I'm what you might call a "trainwreck"
banged up and broken
No rescue crew could get in

Oh, it's such a drag
I take things so bad
I choke and off I go
bowing out before the "standing O"

If I had the chance
to make things right
I'd probably fuck it up
by starting a fight
If I had the chance
to put my two cents in
I'd end up with my foot in my mouth again

Oh, it's such a drag
I take things so bad
I choke and off I go
bowing out before the "standing O"

I don't want to be the one you need to follow
It's just too hard to swallow
And I don't want to be fed.
Track Name: Kayla's Song
You plucked my heart strings
with your delicate hands
When you sang to me
of God and Man
You say it's just your philosophy
But nothings better than a
heated conversation
don't you agree?

My heart is yours to fill or burst

If you turned me down that'd be a first
You're so misleading, yet I'm
begging you for more
You're an exception to the rules

Where do we go

nobody knows for sure
Everything is up for interpretation
You say there's
a light at the end of the tunnel
But, all I see is you and me and a couple of
empty drinks

My heart is yours to fill or burst
If you turned me down
that'd be a first
You're so misleading, yet I'm begging you for more
You're
an exception to the rules

And so, they're telling us to go
What do you
know
You said 'not without a fight!'
So, so what if its last call
Bring
on the alcohol
We're not giving in..