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The Alabaster Girl

by Krista Baroni / KB Lauryl

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oliver moss this is so beautiful and original, and so well written and performed. if alanis was 20 now, and heartbroken, she'd do this. Favorite track: The Alabaster Girl.
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Hassles The Alabaster Girl represents a priceless treasure of originality. A lyricist sublime, a voice so pure, beautifully delivered with sparse yet ever so tasteful accompaniment. Inspired by the Laurel Canyon songwriters Krista could ever so easily stand proudly among them - yes - of such praise Krista is more than worthy!!
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1.
Little Soul 01:27
Why does trouble always find me? Through these canyons that I’ve climbed From the life I thought I’d left behind You tried to find a single reason To stay another season I gave you nothing to believe in But I’m here Still dragging this little soul around
2.
Please excuse my playing the blues I’m not myself today This morning a beast in my bed sang my refrain It ate my meals, wore my clothes, and answered to my name It told me “You’ve been dying since the day of your birth, don’t waste a lifetime living to work. Besides, being brave means sometimes you must misbehave.” Please excuse my playing the blues I’m not myself today I’m a melancholy mess, exposed as though I’m dressed in cellophane I lost a gamble for my soul to a devil- he’s a glutton for my shame He said “you might feel haunted by your harrowing climb, don’t fret, the best of cowboys all lose heart sometimes. Follow your own reason and rhyme, be defiant and you will be just fine.” Oh why does it please you to tease me? Oh why won’t you let sleeping dogs lie? Why do you try and keep me down? I’m climbing out from under your thumb and into the sun and I’m free Just like a little bird should be Love me- or leave me my liberty Please excuse my playing the blues I’m not myself today
3.
Lay your head down now honey-pie I’ve sailed the storms in your eyes before, I’ve quelled their taciturn tides Won’t you let me be your right hand man? I could write the songs for your one man band As long as you’ve been trying You will find no man is an island And if you’re looking to define my courage to hold the line Waiting for a sign to be sure of Look no further, I’m your Huckleberry Love You stole me with your silver tongue; you held me hostage from the start For years I tried to pierce the callouses that concealed your perfect tender heart If you’ve never known the love of a contrary man How could you begin to judge or even ever try to understand? As long as it's discontent you feed You'll starve the joy your spirit needs And if you taste it you will find the sweetest fruit beyond the rind Not every bite you take from life is gonna draw blood Look no further, I’m your Huckleberry Love There was time we were so young once If we try can we find some common ground to build a life on I won’t go breaking your spirit now
4.
Joanna 04:12
Lay your head down now honey-pie I’ve sailed the storms in your eyes before, I’ve quelled their taciturn tides Won’t you let me be your right hand man? I could write the songs for your one man band As long as you’ve been trying You will find no man is an island And if you’re looking to define my courage to hold the line Waiting for a sign to be sure of Look no further, I’m your Huckleberry Love You stole me with your silver tongue; you held me hostage from the start For years I tried to pierce the callouses that concealed your perfect tender heart If you’ve never known the love of a contrary man How could you begin to judge or even ever try to understand? As long as it's discontent you feed You'll starve the joy your spirit needs And if you taste it you will find the sweetest fruit beyond the rind Not every bite you take from life is gonna draw blood Look no further, I’m your Huckleberry Love There was time we were so young once If we try can we find some common ground to build a life on I won’t go breaking your spirit now
5.
Another year riding the train towards the ones I love who share my name I’ll rest these bones in my old bed again A frost web on the window pane sidewalks whitewashed in winter’s stain I’m embraced by the frigid wind like a long lost friend Oh I feel a change coming over me I’m staying gold Singing sweet and low Of grace love and charity Just as I’m sure I won’t endure another step in this frozen storm You’re there on the warm side of the door Mama my straight job’s killing me, but the hustle couldn’t feed my needs The confessions helps wipe my spirit clean Oh I feel a change coming over me Oh I’m staying gold singing sweet and low Of grace love and charity For all the loves I had and lost- I hope you’re with your sweetheart somewhere The nights you guest star in my dreams you’re as young and handsome as you were way back then From the comfort of my window seat I watch the snow fall to meet It’s fate when it kisses the concrete I see it dance dissolve and die like a whisper in the wind It’s then I realize I can begin again Oh I feel a change coming over me I’m staying gold singing sweet and low Of grace love and charity
6.
He is a master crafter A carver of alabaster Married to his art He buried his heart long ago Where it grew cold and hard as stone But his loneliness persists And he’s sure the cure to this Is his very own Venus de Milo Perfection set in stone; he would cast her So he carved himself a girl from alabaster Nights and days whittled away He barely slept, he scarcely ate Until one day they stood face to face She was so lovely As smooth as milk and honey She was plucked from his dreams all a goddess ever could be Soon she became his alter, he was praying to her sculpture “Oh lord give her life so that I may adore her” He could almost hear the soft sound of her laughter Oh he carved himself a girl from alabaster He laid a fevered cheek upon her breast Pleading with the gods to turn her stone to flesh And just when he couldn’t feel any more desperate He felt the rise and fall of her chest She’s in his arms now in a warm embrace but somehow There lies an ache, a missing a piece- she’s an empty shell A perfect form with an angel’s face but born from dust she hasn’t learned to love him so well She’s a living masterpiece, his miracle disaster He carved himself a girl from alabaster
7.
She's the strawberry queen of the Carolina's Bend down and kiss the Ruby rings around the fingers of her royal highness And she's wild like a wolf marauding the moors in the fog she'll stalk and prowl Dear Moon Child Tilt your head back and howl There will be days that feel so far away from where you are now Plant your flag atop the mountain you conquered somehow Beneath a rush of river flows the secrets you won't speak Still waters run deep She was born to be adored, adorned in dancing shoes and untamed curls If the world is an oyster, then dear Lucia you're the pearl There will be days that feel so far away from where you are now Plant your flag atop the mountain you conquered somehow Beneath a rush of river flows the secrets you won't speak Still waters run deep Strangers stop and stare, their burning gaze hard to ignore But oh, my momma told me not to mind them; they've just never seen a movie star before There will be days that feel so far away from where you are now Plant your flag atop the mountain you conquered somehow Beneath a rush of river flows the secrets you won't speak Still waters run deep
8.
Oh me oh my oh- what a way to go Swallowed by the avalanche I created with an echo as a condition of my ambition there's no end in sight- no bottom to my strife to a hunger so great, it's eating me alive I sought the wisdom of the prophets, poets and the saints to help me solve the puzzle of the moth caught in between my screen and window pane with a web weaving it's fate waiting on either side and a hunger so great, it's eating me alive you've got ashes in danger of falling over the edge of your cigarette stories to unfold and be told but you don't want to waste your breath Oh me oh my- what a way to die I want a life to live, but I don't want to live a lie My lips in it's grip, a lump in my lungs, my hands and tongue are tied to this hunger so great, it's eating me alive
9.
Amends 04:06
One day- I'll contain the wind I'll hold the flame in my fist without scorching the skin I refuse to believe it's too late for me It's not too late baby now it's not too late Goodness, graceless little me I praise and hail the days I find peace Time- old friend Make amends Time- Old Friend If you dig around my dark past, you'll mine more coal than diamonds But they're insignificant as a pinprick on the bright vast horizon Oh I'm the greater fool for betting my best hand on fate But it's not too late for me baby now not too late Goodness, graceless little me I praise and hail the days I find peace Time- old friend Make amends Time- Old Friend If I lose my nerve Will it be the death of me? If I dare to speak the words Will I find relief? Goodness, graceless little me, little me Time- old friend Make amends Time- Old Friend
10.
When did we get so many paces ahead of our old selves? Fashions changed, furniture rearranged, we're strangers in the photo frames lining the shelves. If you stay, babe, I'll put the kettle on Curl up with a cup of halcyon I savor time these sacred days I'm not just giving this shit away We can seize the sun The day is ours to run If we don't die young Your reflection hasn't changed to show your age; every season you stay evergreen While time has flown and shown the worst of me- it's my curse to feel everything I hear the hush of a settled score Feel the gust of the shutting door We can seize the sun The day is ours to run If we don't die young Don't glance behind you- time is on your heels You'll forget the details but not how you feel We can seize the sun The day is ours to run If we don't die young When did we get so many paces ahead of our old selves?

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released January 4, 2015

All songs written and performed by Krista Baroni
Recorded at Dirt Floor
Mixed and Matched by Eric Lichter & Steve Wytas

Album Photography courtesy of Margaret Belanger Photography
Album Art created by Emily Joy Ashman

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Krista Baroni / KB Lauryl Waterford, Connecticut

Connecticut singer-songwriter KB Lauryl (formerly Krista Baroni) is committed to the craft of songwriting. Through her exploration of open guitar tunings and evocative lyrics, she keeps her inspiration from the Laurel Canyon songwriters of the 1960s and 70s close with the hopes of carrying the torch to pass on to future generations. ... more

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