Alone

by Lasala

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Alone was originally conceived and recorded in 1994 on a Tascam 4 track cassette recorder, using only bass, vocals and drums. It was then remastered in 2000, and embelished with other instruments. This version is a complete redo from 2007, almost everything re-recorded from the ground up and embelished with keys, samples and guitar.

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released November 10, 2007

Music and lyrics by Dave Lasala: Bass, Guitar, Vocals, Keys, Samples, Drums.

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Dave Lasala Brooklyn, New York

All my albums are now free to download. This represents almost my entire body of recorded music (though many of my favorite songs were lost over time). So indulge my plea for attention, and help yourself to a bunch of free, sincere music.

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Track Name: Sap
instrumental
Track Name: Under The Ladder
Under the ladder again. Praising the faultless-factor. Nothing to smash and shatter. Under the ladder again. Why are you smiling. Because they'll let us. Why are you howling. Ate spaghetti breakfast. What's the matter now. Oh nothing at all. Throw away little stone. Nothing's the matter. Keep pushing now. Keep pushing now. Keep pushing now. I know I know. But that's not the way to remove it. And that's not the way it's done. but what's it matter. It's all from below. And behold all you doubters. Look at it go. Why are you smiling. Because they'll let us. Why are you howling. Ate spaghetti breakfast.
Track Name: Where Am I
I don't get headaches. At least I didn't used to. But the ache outside has worked it's way in. Through my eyes, through my ears, through my skin. And I can't figure out what to do. Oh, how trite. How completely trite. But inspite of the words I swear it's all true. Keeping track of nothing to do. Finding ways to see it through. Nothing is familiar that I see. And I don't see you. Blank and dull. Nothing seeing plain eyes. Eyes seeing plain eyes. Eyes seeing you. Keeping track of nothing to do. Finding ways to see it through. Nothing is familiar that I see. And I don't see you.
Track Name: Sand Storm (with raw vocal track)
How does it sound. Like a faceless chase. Like a chaseless race. How does it sound. Like the place I stayed. Like the place I made. Sometimes I think I think too much. Then I realize i always think too much. Running in circles. Trying to find my way. Then I wonder what does a blind man dream. What makes the sound from that hidden place. From my own disgrace. Now I have found nothing on which to base the truth which I embrace. The truth which I embrace. Sometimes I think I think too much. Then I realize i always think too much. Running in circles. Trying to find my way. Then I wonder what does a blind man dream.
Track Name: Too Much or Not Enough
Stream of conciousness & reading random book pages.
Track Name: Amiable
instrumental. dog howling. mumbling.
Track Name: Again
Idealess and blameless. Pretentious and shameless. Suicidally brave. Moronically genius. Invariably crazy. Parentally unjust. Enthusiastically lazy. Idealess and blameless. Idealess and shameless. Idealess and aimless.