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Get Caught Trying

by Youth in a Roman Field

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1.
It’s eight o’clock, have you given it away? Erased the knots and the promise to behave Once again, on the mend Play pretend Season’s endings I might as well have gone to the movies
2.
Madison 03:20
We have a place in Madison We have an ancient past We have a boy in Madison We have a love that lasts We have a love that lasts We have a place in Hollywood Wide-eyed and moving fast Since it’s a race in Hollywood The time has come to pass The time has come to pass We have a place on Printer’s Row But I haven’t slept in weeks We have a place where lovers go But none of them will speak But none of them will speak If you’re awake in Madison If you’re alone at night Out by the lake in Madison The lights are twice as bright The lights are twice as bright
3.
One week and you’re brand new Arms length and on the move But clear eyes belong to the fool And fair skies are black and blue Well I don’t have faith Do you blame me? Well I don’t have faith Will you tame me? Take a risk on me Take a chance on me Take a risk for me Take a chance for me Ten weeks and mining for clues Little by little by little I lose You with your eyes on the bruise And nightswims in blacks and blues Well I don’t have faith Do you blame me? Well I don’t have faith Will you tame me? Take a risk on me Take a chance on me Take a risk for me Take a chance for me
4.
It'll Pass 03:30
In the morning, in the morning On the morning of the last day of your life I will greet you, speak to you Say, I’m glad you’re healing and you’re putting up a fight And it’ll pass, oh it’ll pass In the morning you will see that it will pass I’ve been seeing, I’ve been seeing That underneath it all I’m just afraid of joy And I’m an addict to this feeling It doesn’t mean that I don’t deserve to be loved And it’ll pass, oh it’ll pass Oh, I believe that it will pass Oh, it’ll pass, oh it’ll pass Oh, I believe that it will pass Oh, i’ll pass, oh! Oh, I believe that it will pass In the morning, in the morning In the morning you will see that it has passed
5.
Connect the dots just to live another day Discard the thoughts that convinced me you would stay Drown the queen in between Play the scene Wake up dreaming I might as well have gone to the movies
6.
If It's Over 05:00
If you feel me near, I am I’m tracing over faded lines If you feel the pulse again Are you caught erasing time Or is it over? Is it over? I can feel it comin’ on again I’m inside out and keeping score I can tell you how, where, and when Can you tell me it means more Or if it’s over? Is it over? When it comes around again When I have you in my grasp Will it be enough to surrender Knowing punishment won’t last Or that’s it’s over? Is it over?
7.
Bright green on the path in the dark I was He caught up to me Light green on the path in the dark He was Right next to me And I knew, I knew It was life or death Wild hair on the porch in the dark She was Ringing the doorbell His hair at the door in the dark It was Right in front of me And I knew, I knew I knew, I knew But I did not know to tell you And now on the porch in the dark He says I’ve waited so long And yet on the bed in the dark It can’t Be like it used to And I knew, I knew I knew, I knew That you That you would go too Where did Where did you go to? Where did Where did you go to?
8.
Albatross 05:01
I already wrote this letter, I already threw it away Along with the only picture I wish I had from that day Yes, I agree with what you said - I could live that moment over and over and over again But it’s not mine And guilt is not an option for me You can go, you can go You can go, you can go You can go, you can go You can go, you can go Crying over so many ceremonies, swimming circles in Santa Fe Jog my memory to tow the line Body’s keeping score, they say I’ve been living moments in my head - I could live them multiple times over and over again But they’re not mine And guilt is not an option for me I can go, I can go I can go, I can go I can go, I can go I can go, I can go Don’t think I’ve wasted my time Was just slow to realize what was and wasn’t mine Happy to stay within the lines Just know I’m watching for your kind And for what is mine
9.
With twenty-four cards on the dashboard And twenty-four cards at the bar Call on the guards, arm the dress form Or did we pass too late in the night? Replace the laws that offered you the way Embrace the flaws and the night to which you gave All your skin Sink or swim Sleeping in, new beginnings I might as well have gone to the movies I might as well have gone to the movies I might as well have gone to the
10.
Bide my time crying her pain The myths take up a lot of space Lost my time in an endless rage The myths are barely band-aids Like my mother and my grandmother before me Where is the gap in my memory? Bleary-eyed and underdrawn Delicate and driven out-of-bounds Give up the princess, tear her down And along with her the one who made that crown Since the end is up to me I’ll tell her she never earned deceit The longer I listen to what I have seen I know I’m hers and she has set me free Can’t rely on you She wouldn’t want me to Can’t be saved by you She wouldn’t want me to Can’t rely on you But she wouldn’t want me to I’ve got my own lullaby Can’t be saved by you But she wouldn’t want me to My mama, my life My mama, my light
11.
Mama 01:42

about

I harbor a lot of anger. I always have.

Struggling with depression, as defined by Sigmund Freud as anger turned inwards, has complicated my relationship with the feeling. Like many women I know, it’s been difficult to identify what anger is mine and what does not belong to me. Over the last five years, it’s become necessary to figure that out in order to create a path for living with instead of against those feelings. What began as an exercise in self-soothing led to my exploring generational patterns and trauma, and the anger that accompanies it, as a thread between myself and the women who came before me. This record is an attempt to make sense of that, while opening up time and space for enjoyment, humor, and healing in the process.

So much of our world is bombardment, distraction, noise. I wanted to make something that created space and time for sifting and soothing. I wanted to make music that had the effect of nourishing and nurturing. I needed it when I wrote it, and I need it now. In making it, I imagined bathing in the warm glow of sunshine - the kind that creeps in through curtains or a tree canopy. The kind that warms you to your bones, that makes you feel seen, that reminds you that you still exist and the sun still shines.

I wrote the songs between 2016-2020, finishing just before the pandemic hit and we locked down in New York City. We’d been set to start in March of 2020, hoping to record as a band (the way we have our previous albums) but ended up slowly putting things together over the summer of 2020, coming into the studio one or two at a time to track the record. Cassidy, who was in Chicago, recorded remotely and sent in her viola parts. Allen Tate and I co-produced, Kyle Joseph, Carter Stirtz, and Ryan Mannix engineered, Allen and Kyle mixed, and Tyler McDiarmid mastered the record. The process was totally different from the way we’d planned it to go, which brought a strange ease, lightness, and experimentation to the fore. Making it was a true bright spot amidst all the isolation, frustration, and anger.

The title, Get Caught Trying, references living a life inspired, bolstered, and made possible by the women who came before me. I have found that speaking upwards and outwards to them has opened, at the very least, a useful path forward. Over the past months, the need for this space and time has only been deepened as the Supreme Court’s ruling on Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health Center, in which Roe v. Wade and Planned Parenthood v. Casey were overturned, has changed life for all of us. Listening to and embracing those who have come before us, who have been fighting the fight against so many odds and for so many years, is a reminder that we do not live this life alone - and we will not go into the future alone, either.

I HAVE NOT COME HERE ALONE by the Peace Poets

I have not come here alone
I carry my people in my bones
I have not come here alone
And if you listen you can hear them in my soul

I have not come here alone
I carry my sisters in my bones
I have not come here alone
And if you listen you can hear them in my soul

We have not come here alone
We carry our mothers in my bones
We have not come here alone
And if you listen you can hear them in my soul

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released November 11, 2022

All songs written by Claire Wellin

Vocals, Violins, Concert Uke, Electric Guitar on "Get Caught Trying" - Claire Wellin
Piano, Wurlitzer, Acoustic and Electric Guitars - Scott Stangland
Baritone Uke - Tiffany Topol
Viola - Cassidy Stirtz
Upright Bass - Jamie Mohamdein
Vibraphone, Drums, Percussion - Mike Hanf

Produced by Claire Wellin and Allen Tate
Engineered by Allen Tate
Remote Engineering by Ryan Mannix and Carter Stirtz
Mixed by Kyle Joseph
Mastered by Tyler McDiarmid
Artwork by Steve Ponzo

Special Thanks: Somer Benson, Kristin Hanggi, Maddie Corman, Dani DeWaal, Katie Spelman, Lindsay Sanwald, Sian Walden, Ann Mishler, Noah Braunstein, Allen Tate, Anne Leone, Dan Ludwig, Ellis Ludwig-Leone, Chris Faroe, Sharon Wentz, Rich Mhlanga, Chris Koerner, Daniel Padmos, Tom Wellin, the Stirtz family, Steve Ponzo, Bernie Balbot, Mike Hanf, Tyler McDiarmid, Nate Kreichman, Cory Howard, our Fractured Atlas Contributors, and our 235 Kickstarter Backers.

Dedicated to the women who came before me - Ann Mishler, Richardine Mishler, Helen Wellin, Ruth Murphy, Anne Huntley, and so many more.

In loving memory of Chris Stangland, Anne Huntley, and John Vanderostyne.

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