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Pale Blonde Hell

by Chris Cacavas & Junkyard Love

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Her face was white as meerschaum Washed up by the sea Her hair was as yellow As a field of blowing wheat Her name I don't remember too well Pale blonde hell She reminded me of someone I knew way back when She reminded me of the one Who taught me how to sin She was like an angel who just fell Pale blonde hell It is not her fault That she was the way she was It is not my fault My heart does the things it does Now I'm at the bottom of this well Pale blonde hell Yeah my baby left me And I have a tale to tell So I'll crawl down lonely street Past Heartbreak Hotel To the place where my lover dwells Pale blonde hell
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I try my best / to pass your test but not an inch you're giving / do you even know I'm living take a look at me / I'm not the enemy so when I hold out my hand / don't look at me like I'm the one who's kicking sand but I understand / that I'll never know the ways that you've been held down / taunted, pushed and kicked around you can keep your pride / I'm on your side you don't have to hide / cause I'm on your side so should I make amends / for someone elses sins or feel no obligation / like the rest of this universal nation but it brings me down / when people bring you down they've got no compassion / they don't care who they're trashing you don't have to hide / I'm on your side you can keep your pride / cause I'm on your side take a look at me / I'm not the enemy
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Loser 03:32
bet all my money on a boxing match I'm counting my chickens but I know they won't hatch then I hear someone call my name hey loser / why you play that losing game? if luck is a well / well my well's run dry I've been down so long / that I don't even try something tells me things ain't gonna change hey loser / you've been acting kind of strange hey loser / why you play that losing game? so please don't place your bets on me / I'm tied for last with misery I'm down by law but it's by no fault of me / can't you see? hey loser / you've been acting kind of strange hey loser / why you play that losing game? hey loser/ don't drive yourself insane hey loser
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Let You Down 06:53
I don't know how to tie my own shoelaces I don't know much about saving graces I don't know how to get back from far away places and I don't know how to make amends but I know how to let you down / everytime I come around I know how to let you down let you down I don't know how to build a boat I don't know how to keep the damn thing afloat I don't know how to sail the seven seas I don't know if I know how to please you but I know how to let you down / everytime I come around I know how to let you down let you down I know one and one make two I know who's buried in Grant's tomb I know there's no man in the moon I know I don't want to be leaving you too soon / too soon I don't want to let you down / everytime I come around I don't want to let you down let you down
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Smolder 04:12
I smolder like a cigarette / be glad I ain't done nothing yet if you're gonna treat me like your pet / you better get me to the vet there's something wrong inside of me / some kind of tension you can't see you wiped your feet all over me / and left an ashtry on my sleeve I've tried so hard to forget but it hasn't happened yet It's just useless memory that keeps coming back / coming back to me you said a change was gonna come / so I waited patiently under your thumb but what came was a change for the worse / your apology sounded well rehearsed the cards were stacked with no concern / for who'd go free and who'd get burned broken promises fell like rain / so I torched my house of pain I've tried so hard to forget but it hasn't happened yet I know life's filled with regret now it's time to pay your debts it's just a useless memory that keeps coming back / coming back to me it keeps coming back
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here's the bottom line, you are a friend of mine and I can't stand to see you stretched like twine you don't walk along the razors edge too well you're gonna hurt yourself your feet are cut to hell at the lost and found you stand in line but you can't find no peace of mind two friends torn like flannel I'll be the straw, you can be the camel to you it doesn't matter when you're climbing up that ladder whose backs make up the rungs you ought to be ashamed the way you place the blame don't leave yours out when you're naming names you've convinced yourself that it ain't your fault that your whole world's come grinding to a halt you think it doesn't matter you're mad as a hatter no friends, no one at all to catch your fall
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please be careful when you are abroad I mean, when you're a guy and you're in a foreign country and you meet a woman who catches your fancy you take her out wining, dining, and dancing and you promise the world and that you'll commit what a load of... international heartache / you'll get it international heartache / and regret it international heartache / what are the symptoms? it hurts some of my friends claim they are immune but I know inside they play a different tune it's so easy to come down with this ailment it feels like your heart has collided with pavement from fifty-thousand feet smashed at your feet international heartache / I've had it international heartache / you know it international heartache / don't show it it hurts I hate to be the lone voice of dissension you're gonna ruin your life of anal retention yeah you'll bang your head on the nearest brick wall and ask yourself how could a guy like me fall well it's so easy to fall in love it's so easy to fall in love in the middle of the night when cats and dogs fight and you're drunk in a bar and the hotels too far to walk now you're sharing a cab and it stops at her house and when she gets out you get out too cause you did not heed the advice I gave to you here it comes international heartache / I warned you international heartache / don't do it international heartache / you blew it international heartache / another statistic there's no hope / for a lovesick dope like me
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you don't understand / no one listens or moves me like you can I think you understand / maybe that's why I'm your biggest fan take me by your side / and like two children we'll share the things we hide it might hurt inside now it's my turn / to try and understand I think I can / I think I can no one takes the time to be a friend you don't understand whatever I give to you / you give back to me multiplied by two it's funny but it's true / maybe that's why I wrote this song for you
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She 04:22
I know a woman young and strong / she makes an old man feel like he belongs she doesn't ask that much of me / just a little r-e-s-p-e-c-t she means the world to me / she rearranged my history I know a woman full of pride / she doesn't give away what's going on inside one thing she don't understand / I want to be her loving man she's got the whole world in her hands / she likes to waste the best laid plans I know a woman beautiful / from the tip of her hair to her deep dark soul I know a woman with praise unsung / from the tip of my tongue to the top of my lungs the more of her I think I see / the more she remains a mystery she
10.
for 40 days and 40 nights I tried to forget you I / tried with all my might then I saw you walking in the street that day / you would not look my way don't turn your back on me you put me down and / called me a liar and made me feel like / some kind of pariah no one makes a heart so blue / or treats me like you do don't turn your back on me again don't turn your back on me maybe we just made a mistake and / maybe this heart is made for breaking baby the tears are falling from my head / don't it make my green eyes red don't turn your back on me again don't turn your back on me don't turn your back again
11.
it's a problem / to that there's no solution it wasn't written / into the constitution self-destruction / someone pushed the button now it's over before it began you started talking 'bout / bringing back / the good old days I don't remember that / I don't care what you say I don't care what you say what we need is / to be more non-conformist assassination / I put it on my wish list I guess I'm preaching / preachin' to the converted well this here's my six-string soap box you can take or leave these thoughts I blurted you started talking 'bout / how it used to be / yesterday I don't remember that / I don't care what you say I don't care what you say a man held a sign / that said the end was near he said excuse me / spare some money for a beer? I said "what matters beer / when the end's so goddamn near?" he looked at me / and told me thru' his tears he's thirsty / he said he's thirsty he started talking 'bout / bringing back / the good old days I try to tell him / how it used to be / yesterday he don't remember that / he don't care what you say he don't care what you say
12.
what a long strange road I've traveled and I've seen my life unraveled by the same thread that makes my bed along the way I've lost some friends we just could not make amends what can I say where can I start foolish minds close timid hearts is my past laid behind me or is laid out like hurdles in front of me I wish that I knew what can I do to keep this soul from falling down I know life's one big mystery and it won't be solved by me I spend so much time lost in my mind and not much more is clear to me
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“Pale Blonde Hell” is arguably the best record I’ve recorded. It certainly sold more than any of my other releases, I believe it was around ten thousand units in Germany alone - fact checkers? This batch of songs was a good one with catchy riffs, good lyrics and even some sing along choruses. The band, Junkyard Love, were at the peak of their playing and most of these songs had been played many times on tour before we stepped into the recording studio. The studio was Brett Gurewitz’s [Bad Religion, Anti Records] new and improved Westbeach Recorders in Los Angeles and the engineer was the young and very talented Joe Peccerillo. A few guests showed up - Joey Burns played cello on “Rejection As Usual” and Sonya Hunter and Victoria Williams sang backing vocals on a couple tunes.
This was a really fun record to make and writing about it makes me miss my JYL brothers - guitarist John Thoman, drummer Billy ‘Blaze’ Price and Darryl Jensen on bass. This is definitely a PLAY IT LOUD record, have fun!

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released April 1, 2022

Special thanks to Edward Abbiati for making this Bandcamp upload possible!

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Chris Cacavas Karlsruhe, Germany

Singer-songwriter originally from Tucson, Arizona now based in Southern Germany. Played keyboards with Los Angeles "Paisley Underground" band Green On Red. Spent some time with Giant Sand and is currently the fifth member of The Dream Syndicate.

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