Jessi Robertson: Palm Reader

I loved the echoey part at the end of Weapons of Mass Destruction and decided to remix it into it’s own song.

There’s a companion “remix” to this that I will post in a minute, exclusively for Pledgers.

I keep thinking that when I open up the door
There will be something else behind it

When I turn the handle I hold my breath
Believing the next moment will transform me
But it’s only the same flourescent lighting
Reflecting off the bland walls, bleaching me to nothing

Still I keep thinking that when I open up the door
There will be something other behind it

My eyes are lightless in the cold computer glare
The walls will not dissolve no matter how hard I stare
The constant hum of conversation deadens my ears
But I’m the one who locked myself up inside of here

I just keep thinking that when I open up the door
There will be a different world behind it
Maybe next time I can find it
Maybe it’s just behind
another door

hey everyone,

thank you so much for your generosity and support. my project has been extended until December 15th so you still have some time to get those Pledges in!

i can’t thank you all enough.

cheers,
jessi

Now is the time to pre-order your CD, for reals my friends! Just two days left to Pledge.

Check out the new trailer for “Trooper” a new independent film which features my song “Atlas Shrugged”. Please rate the film on YouTube or add a review if you can.

The film will be submitted to Sundance, Slamdance and Berlin, so please do rate and review if you can. This is a huge opportunity for me and I also believe deeply in the message of the film which is about finding hope in the darkest of situations.

This is just a quick and dirty live demo from 2006. I hardly ever played this song live at that time, but it’s grown on me in the years since, which is usually the opposite of what happens. Usually years later I wonder what I was thinking. So here’s a song that’s gotten better with age.

Lyrics

Gone a little past sunset, not quite twilight yet
If I had my way I’d roll over the highway
With the music turned up too loud, windows rolled halfway down
Gonna shake my blues once I shake this town

Take it all, take it all and leave it all behind
Wrong island, wrong city
it’s driving me out of my mind

Ribbon of pavement looks like redemption
With an entrance and an exit. Baby, are we there yet?
The line’s drawn straight and wide, just try to stay inside
Put some distance between my disappointments and me

Take it all, take it all and leave it all behind
Wrong island, wrong city
it’s driving me out of my mind

Feeling a little better, always recover
don’t take a doctor, a father, or a lover

Take it all, take it all and leave it all behind
Wrong island, wrong city
it’s driving me out of my mind

With just a little over a week left we need to raise the rest fast, so keep those pledges coming and thanks to everyone. By the way, today is my birthday and pledges make a GREAT gift!

This is the companion to “Is” recorded live at my friend Elie’s studio. Forgive the occasional guitar clipping.

Is Not

Don’t look at me that way
like you’ve got something you need to say
cuz you and I both know
exactly where this is and is not going to go

I’m not gonna fall in love
I’m not gonna fall in love

I’m forever lonely
even with someone sitting next to me
but you are not the cure
just a distraction till I find something more

I’m not gonna fall in love this time
I’m not gonna fall in love

Back in ‘04 I wrote two songs which are kind of companion pieces to eachother. “Is” and “Is Not”. The songs represent two very different perspectives on the same situation. This is a rough demo recorded live at my friend Elie’s studio.

Is

Got a back-up plan for every set of circumstances
Somehow I did not factor you in
I can take a chance and face the consequences
Throw the fight, you might lose or win

Gonna love you
It’s a hopeless cause but I’m not worried
about what this is and is not going to be
about you

I’m in love with love, it’s something of a guilty pleasure
A habit I can’t seem to kick
Break myself to pieces on some granite shoulder
Take your turn, just take your pick

Gonna love you
It’s a hopeless cause but I’m not worried
about what this is and is not going to be
about you