SUNKEN CONDOS


SUNKEN CONDOS

ALL SONGS BY DONALD FAGEN ©2012
Freejunket Music (ASCAP)
EXCEPT OUT OF THE GHETTO
WORDS AND MUSIC BY ISAAC HAYES ©1978
Rightsong Music, Inc. (BMI)

Rythm Arrangements by Donald Fagen
Vocal Arrangements by Donald Fagen and
Michael Leonhart
Horn Arrangements by Michael Leonhart and
Donald Fagen

Recorded at Candyland, Hirsch Studios,
Sear Sound, Avatar, Audio Point, Stratosphere and
Pat Dillett's Studio
Engineers: Michael Leonhart & Charles Martinez
Assistant Engineers: Normyn, David Schoenwectter,
Ted Tuthill
Additional Pro Tools Engineer: Armand Hirsch
Mixed by Pat Dillett, Donald Fagen and
Michael Leonhart at Pat Dillett's Studio
Assistant Mix Engineer: Jon Silverman
Mastered by Scott Hull at Masterdisk
Management: Irving Azoff at Azoffmusic (Fagen);
Alex Kadvan at Lever and Beam (Leonhart)

Production Assistants: Leah Bachar, Bob "Nitebob"
Czaykowski, Brad Maestas
Technical Support: Dan Physics & Milo Pullman
Percussion Consultant: Bill Dobrow
Keyboard Techs: Will Jennings, Sam Berd,
Frank Carroll

Catherine Russell appears courtesy of
World Village, a division of Harmonia Mundi
USA, Inc.
Kurt Rosenwinkel appears courtesy of Wommusic

Illustration by Jeff Wack
Design by Stephen Walker

Thanks to Herb Hirsch and family for their
generosity and hospitality

DF LOVES LT

ML thanks Jamie, Milo, family and friends

Special thanks to Mark Ronson for the Prophet 5.
Rodger Cloud at Cloud Microphones, Joe Strasser for
the cymbal, Charlotte Kemp-Muhl and Sean Lennon for
the accordion, Judd Goldrich, Sean Weitzmann at
Arturia, and the staff at Main Drag Music (Brooklyn).

PRODUCED BY MICHAEL LEONHART
& DONALD FAGEN

©2012 Reprise Records. 

 

 


SIDE ONE

SIDE TWO

SIDE THREE
Slinky Thing
I'm Not the Same Without You
Memorabilia

Weather in My Head
The New Breed
Out of the Ghetto

Miss Marlene
Good Stuff

Planet D'Rhonda

 

Digital Download Only

I'm Not the Same Without You (Single)


 

 

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Slinky Thing

It was a October morning
Near the carousel
I met a light young beauty
And we talked there for a spell
We walked up by the Great Lawn
And my heart began to sing
A madman on a bench screames out:
Hold onto that slinky thing
Hold onto that slinky thing

Went to a party
Everybody stood around
Thinkin': Hey what she doing
With a burned-out hippie clown
Young dudes were grinnin'
I can't say it didn't sting
Some punk says: Pops you better
Hold onto that slinky thing
Hold onto that slinky thing

More light - more light - more light - more light
More light - more light
More light - more light - more light - more light
More light - more light

Today we were strollin'
By the reptile cage
I'm thinkin': Does she needs somebody?
Who's closer to her own age
I try not to worry
What tomorrow will bring
I'm just gonna do my best to

Hold onto that slinky thing
Hold onto that slinky thing

She smile (There's a sun in my sky)

She laugh (That's my power supply)

She stay with me (I know heaven is right here
on earth)

She go (I cry)

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals,
Piano, Prophet 5,
Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Clavinet,
Vibraphone, Percussion,
Trumpet, Glockenspiel,
Background Vocals
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums

Joe Martin: Acoustic Bass
Jon Herington: Guitar
Walt Weiskopf: Alto Saxophone
Charlie Pillow: Tenor Saxophone
Jim Pugh: Trombone
Roger Rosenberg: Baritone Saxophone
Carolyn Leonhart: Background Vocals and Ad-lib
Jamie Leonhart: Background Vocals
Catherine Russell: Background Vocals


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I'm Not the Same Without You

Since you've been gone
An awesome change has come about
My life is different now,
I'm not the same without you
I'm evolving
At a really astounding rate of speed
Into something way cooler
Than what I was before

I feel much stronger
Than I have in years
My mind is sharp
And my spirit sound

Now people tell me
The shape of my face is changing
I've grown an inch taller since July
What in the world is going on please tell me

Without you
I now have eyes to see
Some other destiny
A futurescape of bright arcades
In which I bring off
Heroic escapades

I can hold my breath
For a really long time now
I can hold my own
I'm not the same without you

Without you
I now have eyes to see
Some other destiny
A futurescape of bright arcades
In which I bring off
Heroic escapades

Since you've been gone
It's like somebody switched the stars back on
I can see into everybody's heart
And everybody's dreams

I don't need sleep anymore,
But if I closed my eyes
I'd sleep the sleep of the gods
I'm not the same without you
 

Donald Fagen: Piano, Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Fender Rhodes,
Minimoog, Trumpet,Percussion,
Prophet 5, Mellophone,
Background Vocals
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums

Harlan Post: Bass

Jon Herington: Guitar, 12-string Guitar
William Galison: Harmonica
Walt Weiskopf: Alto Saxophone
Charlie Pillow: Tenor Saxophone, Clarinet
Jim Pugh: Trombone
Roger Rosenberg: Baritone Saxophone
Carolyn Leonhart: Background Vocals
Catherine Russell: Background Vocals


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Memorabilia

Have you seen the memorabilia
The rusty old memorabilia,
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine's backroom

Have you seen the memorabilia
The dusty old memorabilia,
The souvenirs of perfect doom,
In the back of Louis Dakine's backroom

Have you met that lovely creature
The exceptional Ivy King
She knows just what she’s after
She’s got a jones for the real thing

For that vintage atomic trash
For the alien breeze
The bright white flash
From the Island East of the Carolines
Lovely Island

Have you seen the memorabilia
The rusty old memorabilia,
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom

Have you seen the memorabilia
The dusty old memorabilia
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom.

In a room right off the kitchen
There’s an old gas centrifuge
Color film of Castle Bravo
Girl you know that shot was huge

There's a cratefull of lead-lined pipes
A photo of laughing navy types
On the island East of the Carolines
Lovely Island.

Have you seen the memorabilia
The Junky old memorabilia
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom.

Have you seen the memorabilia
The funky old memorabilia,
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom.

There was an island
East of the Carolines
Lovely island

Have you seen the memorabilia
The rusty old memorabilia
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom

Have you seen the memorabilia
The dusty old memorabilia
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom

Have you seen the memorabilia
The junky old memorabilia
The souvenirs of perfect doom
In the back of Louis Dakine’s backroom
 

Donald Fagen: Piano, Lead Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Trumpet,
L100 Organ,Flügelhorn,
Mellophonium,Trobonium
 Percussion, Background Vocals
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums

Harlan Post: Bass

Lincoln Schleifer: Bass
Gary Sieger: Guitar
Walt Weiskopf: Alto and Tenor Saxophone


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Weather in My Head

The air is boiling - sun on my back
Inside I'm frozen girl - I'm about to crack
They may fix
The weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord - 'bout the weather in my head

Girl when you hurt me - when you told
those lies
It's like a typhoon exploded behind my eyes
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord - 'bout the weather in my head

Here comes my own Katrina - the levee
comes apart
There's an ocean of misery floodin' my heart
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord - 'bout the weather in my head

Seaquake by morning
Says QUAKE-TV
Rogue wave comes high
And it breaks all over me
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord - 'bout the weather in my head

Four old hippies drivin' in the rain
I asked for a lift - they said:
Get used to the pain
They gonna fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord - 'bout the weather in my head
 

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals, Wurlitzer, Clavinet
Michael Leonhart: Prohet 5, Trumpet,
Percussion
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums

Lincoln Schleifer: Bass
Jon Herington: Solo Guitar
Larry Campbell: Rythm Guitar
Walt Weiskopf: Alto Saxophone
Jim Pugh: Trombone
Roger Rosenberg: Baritone Saxophone
Carolyn Leonhart: Background Vocals
Cindy Mizelle: Background Vocals
Catherine Russell: Background Vocals


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The New Breed

Tonight, I ran into that kid
Who's been upgrading all your stuff.
You're right - he really knows his shit
A real diamond in the rough
A funny little hum clicked on inside my head.

So tell me - He doesn't seem your type
But is there something I should know
Don't lie - are you tryin' to hide that special glow

Back then I know one thing you liked
Was my flatline attitude
Who'd think, you'd ever fall for this
Some total as-if type of dude
A funny little hum clicks on

You the new breed alright
I guess you're what she wants now
You're young and strong
And you own the night
Good luck to you both
I'll get along somehow

I get it - you look at me and think
He's ready for Jurassic Park
He's sweet - but it's time to find a keener spark

I guess I'll make my exit now
Before you twist the knife.
It's best if I just leave you here
To your new dotcom slash life
A funny little hum clicks on

You're the new breed alright
I guess what you're what she wants now
You're young and strong
And you own the night
Good luck to you both
I'll get along somehow
 

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals, Prophet 5, B3 Organ,
Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Prophet 5, Trumpet, Mellophonium,
Wurlitzer, Mellotron, B3 Organ, Percussion,
Background Vocals
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums
Harlan Post: Bass

Jay Leonhart: Acoustic Bass
Jon Herington: Guitar
William Galison: Harmonica, Bass Harmonica
Walt Weiskopf: Alto and Tenor Saxophone
 


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Out of the Ghetto

You've come a long way baby
From welfare and foodstamp lines
You're movin' on up
And leavin' poverty behind
You've had a good education
You've seen the best of the schools
But when you take a drink
The ghetto comes out of you

I took you out of the ghetto
I took you out of the ghetto
I took you out of the ghetto
But I could not get that ghetto out of you

You're a foxy lady
Your mamma had a beautiful child
You're built like a brick house
And that's no lie
When we go to the disco
You drive the fellas wild
When you shake your booty
Ghetto-style.

I took you out of the ghetto
I took you out of the ghetto
I took you out of the ghetto
But I could not get that ghetto out of you

You're a hunk of raw sugar
You got some real sweet hips
Your love - your love - your love
Is like a honey drip
Your roots are in the mean streets
That'll never change
Ghetto mamma
Stay the same

I took you out of the ghetto
I took you out of the ghetto
I took you out of the ghetto
But I could not get that ghetto out of you

Ghetto mamma,
Don't you change
Ghetto mamma
Stay the same

 

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals, B3 Organ,
Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Clavinet, Minimoog,
B3 Organ, Accordion, Wurlitzer,
Vibraphone, Percussion, Background
Vocals, Scream
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums
Freddie Washington: Bass

Jon Herington: Guitar
Antoine Silverman: Violin
Charlie Pillow: Clarinet and Bass Clarinet


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Miss Marlene

Back in double-o-seven
Miss M was queen
She could roll like a pro rolls
When she was seventeen

Whether straight or hammered
She was the best in town
When she release the red ball
All the pins fall down

Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Miss Marlene - we're still bowling
Every Saturday night

Your move to the lane child
Played on my heartstrings
With the long skinny legs child
And your hoop earrings
When the stakes are sky-high
That’s when you'd always shine
The ball would ride a moonbeam
Down the inside line

Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Miss Marlene - we're still bowling
Every Saturday night

And then one night
Something came apart
You were throwin' back Hurricanes
And we knew someone
Had played with your heart

You ran into the dark street
At University Place
The cab came up so fast that then
We saw your laughin' face

Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Miss Marlene - we're still bowling
Every Saturday night

Sometimes on a league night
I catch her scent again
Her hand guiding my hand
We drop the seven-ten

Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Miss Marlene - we're still bowling
Every Saturday night

 

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals, Prophet 5, Fender Rhodes,
Clavinet, Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Prophet 5, M100 Organ,
Flügelhorn, Percussion, Background Vocals
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums
Harlan Post: Bass

Jon Herington: Guitar
Walt Weiskopf: Alto Saxophone and Clarinet
Charlie Pillow: Clarinet and Bass Flute
Aaron Heick: Bass Flute
Roger Rosenberg: Bass Clarinet
Carolyn Leonhart: Background Vocals
Cindy Mizelle: Background Vocals
Catherine Russell: Background Vocals


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Good Stuff


I walked into Lindey's
Tired and tight
Me and my Julie
Been fighting all night
Bankroll don't like it
When I come in late
We got a big beef with a small concern
we must liquidate


We cab down to the St. Mark
For a looky loo
They all loungin' in the lobby
Then we do what we come to do.
Lotsy goes down easy
Moe takes it in the face
Weinberg brother, run for cover
squirtin' metal all over the place

There's a special satisfaction
When a job comes off so right
Better break out the good stuff
The boss wants to party all night

My Julie's in the chorus
On Mr. Ziegfield's stage
My little canary
In a golden cage


I'm goofy on the girlie
But she runs hot and cold
It's a relief to get marchin' orders
And do just what I'm told


Tonight we jacked a convoy
Two hundred barrel run
Trucked in from a brewery
In East Patterson
Rolled in around midnight
Deliver to the speaks
All that bubble - no trouble
Whole crew gets to dip their beaks

There's a special satisfaction
When a job comes off so right
Better break out the good stuff
The boss wants to party all night

It's just about dawn
When I finally get home,
I find my twist
With that punk Johnny Rome


So I pop the both
And I ankle downtown
To a hophouse in the Tenderloin
I need to kick that gong around

There's a special satisfaction
When a job comes off so right
Better break out the good stuff
The boss wants to party all night

 

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals, Piano, Fender Rhodes,
Wurlitzer, Melodica, Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Juno 6, Prophet 5,
Vibraphone, Trumpet,
Flügelhorn, Minimoog, Percussion
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums
Harlan Post: Bass

Jon Herington: Guitar
Carolyn Leonhart: Background Vocals
Catherine Russell: Background Vocals


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Planet D´Rhonda


She’s from a small town somewhere upstate
I guess she’s somewhere between nineteen and
thirty-eight
She stays up all night – she drives too fast
I say easy baby- baby slow down
It’s never gonna happen
On Planet D’Rhonda

When we go out dancin’ – she's always the star
When she does the Philly Dog – I gotta have CPR
She put on a dress last night made of
plastic wrap
It was off the hook – crazy sweet
What everybody's wearin'
On Planet D’ Rhonda

My friends say Jim – you’re on a deadly spree
They just can’t understand that D’s my
Vitamin XYZ

She’s always frantic now
She’s never calm
She’s not the type of girl
You wanna bring home to mom
But when you need big lovin'
She never stops
Yes it's Monkey Time – twenty four –seven
Then of the planet:
Planet D’ Rhonda

My friends say Jim – you’re on a deadly spree
They just can’t understand that D’s my
Vitamin XYZ

Sometimes she’s vicious – sometimes rude
You got to be a mind reader just to guess
Her mood
But when you need big lovin’
She never stops
Yes it's Monkey Time – twenty four –seven
Then of the planet:
Planet D’ Rhonda
 

Donald Fagen: Lead Vocals, Wurlitzer, Clavinet,
Background Vocals
Michael Leonhart: Wurlitzer, Vibraphone,
Prophet 5, Percussion,
Background Vocals
Earl Cooke, Jr.: Drums
Lincoln Schleifer: Bass
Kurt Rosenwinkel: Solo Guitar
Jon Herington: Rythm Guitar
Carolyn Leonhart: Background Vocals
Jamie Leonhart: Background Vocals


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† "Earl Cooke, Jr." is actually Michael Leonhart,"Harlan Post" is actually Fagen playing synth bass


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