Nobody Wins

by The Traveling Suitcase

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Nicole Rae: Drums, Vocals, Percussion, Guitar.
Brandon Domer: Bass Guitar, Piano, Keyboards.
Bill Grasley: Guitars, Trumpet, Flugelhorn, Euphonium, Banjo,

All songs written by The Traveling Suitcase. Produced by The Traveling Suitcase and Marc Golde. Recorded and mixed at Rock Garden Studios 12/27/13-06/27/14. Engineered by Marc Golde. Album cover art by Jenna Nichols. Inside art by Brandon Domer. 30 Below, Off The Ground and Nobody Wins mastered by Joe LaPorta at Sterling Sound. Remaining songs mastered at d2 Mastering.

Guest Musicians- Alex Witt: French Horn on Frog.
Adria Ramos: Violin on Wonderful/ Where Is My Cat?
Jason Bank: Slide Guitar on Mamas and Papas
Marc Golde: Vibra-Slap on Strawberry Washington
Group Vocals: Jason Bank, Nate Lehner, and The Traveling Suitcase

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released 05 January 2015

Special Thanks:
Matt Krempien, Jeffrey John Verner, Kurt Calder, Dave Willems, Kurt Kempen, Mile of Music, Mary Stahl, Rob Murphy, Patrick Boyce, Carroll Manning Smith, Brian Koehler, Scott Leisman, Jennifer Dubie, Jason Botterman, Chris Burgbacher, Michelle Cihla, Any venue or festival that allowed us to play, Our families, Dead Horses, Bron Sage and The Sleepwalkers for inspiring us as a band & a community...
Anyone we've ever shared the stage with! Huge thanks to Chuck for the grocery $$$

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The Traveling Suitcase creates a landscape of dominate independent rock and roll. Breaking loose from tradition lead singer/drummer Nicole Rae is sparked with emotion, animation and discipline. Rae's voice and lyrics are captivating while the band collectively compliments each performance. ... more

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Track Name: 30 Below
I'm the kind of woman that changes with the season. Because of where I’m from, I've got very good reason. You can know me but, don't own me. Know me but, don't own me. We've been hangin' around here. No one's made a sound, it's clear. There's beauty in silence. Then with spring all will be forgiven. Everybody hates the city that they live in. "There's too much pain here, there's too much pain". Mother Mary in the wind, pushin' daises and singin’ hymns. When the sun comes back again, give me sunshine and give me rain...."Heal Me! Heal Me!" We've been hangin' around here. No one's made a sound, it’s clear. There's beauty in silence.
Track Name: Strawberry Washington
CEO of the modern globe, a desk with no papers on it. Red light, GO! Pick up the phone, looking for loveless wanting’s. Got in the car, went to the bar. The bathroom smelled like cinnamon. 500 bones for a holler and moan, running from the lives we live in. This is Strawberry Washington. She wears a pantsuit, she do what she do. High-heels with cubicle flavor. Mixing business with pleasure. One more floor down the elevator. This is Strawberry Washington. Tonight is the night, death has arrived. He's running his scythe round' the brim, of coincidence. There is no consequences here, we're running from the lives we live in. This is Strawberry Washington. This is naturally No one at all. Rendezvous by the water tonight & we'll do something! Please kill the "tube”. Feed kids with food back by the river, I can't forgive you now...I wish I could.
Track Name: Off The Ground
Look what I’ve found, it don't come easy. Head off the ground, it don't come easy now. One of these days, one of these day's it'll all come back around. Look what I’ve found, it don't come easy. Head off the ground, it don't come easy now. Call me; whatever you want to baby, just don't ever stop. Boy, you've got a head full of clouds. When all that you need, yeah all that you need is a little bit of love. To kill, your big cold heart. Put away your big, cold heart. Call me whatever you want to Baby, just don't ever stop.
Track Name: Here Comes the Gun
They fell asleep with the needle inside. Well, you can't start a race with your shoe lace untied. One hand down, one foot on the ground. Yet, the trigger still remains. I ask you human to human, untwist your ways. Cause' Here comes the gun! I'll stay on the inside, honey, you stay on the out. I can't recollect all the words that are coming out of my mouth. Well I stood up to the chair, tied to a noose. Waiting for my freedom to come cut me loose. One foot on the ground. Yet, the trigger still remains. I ask you human to human, untwist your veins. CMON! Cause' Here comes the gun! Here it comes, here it comes darlin'. Here comes the gun.
Track Name: Mamas and Papas
Mama's in the kitchen cookin up some food. Papa's in the basement watching all the fools. Presidents shaking hands with the enemy. Talkin' something bout' a peace treaty? Never believe what you see on T.V. Education rules the middle class crooks. Teacher says I can dodge bullets with these books. Maybe that’s why all these smart people carry on the war with guns. Maybe next time we elect, I’ll try to run. I hear politics are so much fun. Papa's in the kitchen lookin' kinda ill. Mama says somethin' bout how their cleanin' out the mill. If you've never seen, never seen your old man cryin'...I hope someday it'll be alright. This place gets worse with time.
Track Name: Vinyl Ain't Dead
Let's start a collective love, compilation of affections. Inside of a vibe vinyl collection. The tall grass it stings. Teach me the blues ain't it easy to lose our shoes? Well there's Rock in my toes, dirt leaves a trail back into Roll. The tall grass it stings. I walk this bass line alone, I know you won't walk me home. I said, "Its fine", I've been alone this whole damn time. It's easy breathing summertime sunshine jazz. What if Miles Davis is all we've ever had? You know I’d be glad. Picture this if you will....Latin Constellations each star writes itself into fiction. I want flamenco screaming, "Take me Spanish caravan, yes I know you can". I walk this bass line alone, I know you won't walk me home. I said, "Its fine". You can go FALL INTO THAT FAULT LINE on the West coast. You haunt me.
Track Name: Where Is My Cat?
o one knows how to cast a vote. Pick up your phone, forget what you know? I sit on a ledge, I cross my legs and study my hands. To be intellectually blooming. I want to reconstruct this human in me. The capitol is a dog. Walker looks like a man, he tastes like a frog. Don't it hurt real bad to lose? When money buys no matter what you choose to be? Intellectually blooming, I want to reconstruct this human in me. Why don't you? I smell a rat, where is my cat? Where is he?
Track Name: Wonderful Life
All my roots are soaked in glue, so when the leaves fall they stick to you. Real rough bark and you bet life bites, the zodiac paints a dizzy sign. What is truth, what's it to you? For you, I would steal the moon. So the sun; can be in the same room, just for second. I will let you be a lesson. Blessed it be, our own devise to always doubt yet never think twice. If this pill, it won't be spelled into my B E L L Y. What is hell? Is it real? For you, I would steal the moon. So the sun; can be in the same room, just for a second. I will let you be.
Track Name: Frog
Out the window, end of the line. Mountains peakin' and the sun is cryin'. Road is clear, the girl is lyin'. Road has demons on the ceiling, getting higher. Night has come; moon is rising up, he's got more whiskey than me in his cup! Planets all start aligning. My heart is pumping. Mercury is rising, singin'. Black dog, telling stories on the road to his frog. He says, "We're not far from who we were and who we really are." My future is running out the door, my baby's puking on the bathroom floor. My future is running out the door, my friends are scared of what we can't endure. It ain't alright. We're not far from who we were and who we really are.
Track Name: The Hunter
Shake me. Save me from another, because I'm counting arrows. Hiding from the hunter. That says, two separate lines come together in time. Baby, all of our insecurities are trying to steer this ship into the ocean painted black and red. I feel no fear. Fear is just a simple chemical reaction in your head! All of our records have been spinnin' backwards lately and the lacquer on these guitars is drippin' off completely in every direction! Yeah, I really thought I was doin' something right this time with you. But, I was wrong. Baby, all of our insecurities are trying to steer this ship into the ocean painted black and red. Honestly dear, why are we here? The story is clear!
Track Name: Waltz For Alabama
In the fog, is where I met you. You leaned in and you said; you could see through me, but you still wanted to "Do me" then you tilted your hat. I wear my fancy dresses, just to impress them. All the attention mixed with affection, is my affliction! In the heart of it all I feel, cursed by this appeal. I'm not trying to be so vein, watch the way we all behave. Always staying up so late, always diggin' them graves. When my heart is feeling hallow, I'm guaranteed to swallow. All of my pride with you deep inside, the moon is full tonight. In the heart of it all I feel, cursed by this appeal. I’m not tryin’ to be so vein, watch the way we all behave. Always stayin’ up so late, always diggin’ them graves. Still slappin’ around your misdirected love. How I miss my, miss my, Mud.
Track Name: Nobody Wins
Well, picture yourself with the perfect love. Every little thing, fits like a glove. Everything must begin. Picture yourself; for just one second, taking it all back. Learning a lesson, because everything must end. Now! Picture yourself with a gigantic wrecking ball! Shit! Cracks on the ceiling, holes in the wall. Everything we never said at all, it seems to me we’re tools and foolish. Keep one foot right in front the other. Cause’ I don’t have time for anybody other, then myself. I’m sorry, didn’t you see the sign outside? It read, “Nobody wins here”. Now picture yourself, all alone again. You’re getting really drunk with your same old friends, because nobody wins!