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Crazy Is

by Anna Haas

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1.
Crazy Is 04:09
Crazy is being misunderstood Using groans and convulsions to say what I wish I could Kicking the bed, running away Coming back to the hope that you might get me today Can’t figure this out Why the hell I seem to be going insane Running around in circles trying to find the thing to blame You say “Baby, just go to the gym, I mean I know you like your chocolate But those sweets will make you big I sit and make a list of all my flaws Go out of my mind fists against the wall Cuz I want to escape this feeling of being crazy I’m itching, wishing I was a balanced lady I’m trying to locate my sanity So I can be tame, yes and please you Be all that you need Crazy is not being seen So you lose your words and senses trying to find what it is you mean Picking a fight, screaming in the night Telling yourself that it’s not his job to make you feel alright, he says “Baby I love redheads, I do But I never did expect that the myth might be true You should be thrilled that I haven’t up and run away Let me remind you once again that most men wouldn’t stay” Chorus I should have known from day one When your kiss was nothing special and your hands were never warm And your eyes never made me melt No, all the things that lend to peace are things I never felt Crazy is being alone in this world Flailing, wailing, hoping someone else will jump on board I figured it out. The answer’s not so tricky after all It might just be your empty touch driving me up the wall I sit and make a list of all my flaws Then I hear you coming down the hall And now how the hell can I be calm When I’m with a man who doesn’t move me at all I wanna escape this feeling of being crazy I’m itching, wishing I was a balanced lady But damn if I will let you try to save me You have made me out to be the fool But maybe the root of my so-called insanity is nothing more than you
2.
Daddy take those guns out of your closet You better throw those guns away Daddy take those guns out of your closet Throw those guns away You better take those guns on out of here Or I swear I’ll blow myself away Girl you better stop being so lazy Or I swear I’ll look away Oh, you better stop being so lazy What have you done with yourself today Maybe if you start looking pretty again Then I might be inclined to stay Chorus It’s easy to place the blame In this chaotic game But ask yourself if they Deserve to be affected by your rage Girl you better not travel too far from home You see, I never had that space You better not travel too far from home Or my womb is gonna ache If you travel too far from here I swear I’ll take your means away Chorus
3.
High 04:58
Oh how the world turns You just can’t be lazy I’m caught in a daydream Just doing my job And all of the ladies With all of their babies They order their lattes With two extra shots Yes they look so happy They’re bubbly, laughing Their questions are answered While mine are not At the end of the day too tired to think or to breathe I crawl back to my lover on my knees And I find him stoned, staring at the TV And he says “baby, just come over here And I’ll roll us up a little treat” And we get high, oh so high Cuz I need time to unwind Yes we just lay, and forget the day As we fall asleep in a smoky haze Then the next morning I wake up to you snoring Back to my routine My means to an end Oh, but I’m missing my body Yes I want to be naughty To remember to dance Oh to remember my voice At the end of the day Too tired to think or to breathe I crawl back to my lover on my knees And he takes a hold of my vulnerability He presses his body to mind With that joint between his teeth And we get high, oh so high Cuz I need time to unwind Yes we just lay, and forget the day Yes we fall asleep in our smoky haze The days have become disgustingly similar Nothing to tell the new from the familiar Loopy, looping, trudging through the hours I’ve lost all sense of taste I would not know if it had soured I try to tell you I feel like hell You just say “Honey, it’s all in your head” Then you pull out your lighter, you say “Come on, just get high girl” Then I lay limp draped over the edge of your bed And we get high, oh so high I don’t feel alive I’m just trying to hide I feel perpetually choked We sweat, we cum We lie in smoke Oh how the world turns It’s so easy to daydream Get lost in your cravings Forget why you’re here Well do I have the faith to Just step away to A place that is lonely But a place that is clear
4.
Maypole 04:02
We’re dancing around him like a Maypole Weaving in and out of all the lines that he pulls Isn’t it so funny that we never see each other Cuz he always makes sure all eyes are on him Sayin’ ooh la la ooh la la ooh I wantchya I wantchya I do Ooh la la ooh la la ooh I wantchya I wantchya I do He likes to live the domestic life While keeping things real interesting at the same time And really now what better way To keep things nice and interesting Than to have girls all around you all the time There is no black and white no No black and white If anything we’re surrounded by colors Sayin’ ooh la la ooh la I just wanna Spend all Sunday morning in your bed Ooh la la ooh la la ooh He just needs his space That’s what he says He has uncannily focused eyes Yeah he likes to hold your head there in his lap while you cry But he has his calculations A meticulous rotation While he mans his solo station all the while There is no black and white no No black and white If anything we’re surrounded by colors Chorus Well there’s the spicy one, the nicer one The easy one, the one who’s fun The one who makes him come undone And the one who might just be the One by one, we’re gonna cut the strings And then you won’t be left with anything Oh but child you’re gonna be just fine Because pretty soon, some other girls Are gonna come and get in line Sayin’ ooh la la ooh la la ooh I wantchya I wantchya I do Ooh la la ooh la la ooh Oh, I wantchya I wantchya I do…
5.
After Hours 04:50
6.
Marilyn 04:27
I’d rather erase that look on your face When you asked if you could stick around I’d rather believe the next time we meet That you’re not the kind who needs ground I’d rather not see a smudge I’d rather not see your guard come falling down Wouldn’t it be so much more fun if we just Jumped from romp to romp around? You are bound for greatness And I’m not willing to be the one who restrains it So go join Marilyn, face frozen in time She was bound to stay perfect the minute she died How beautiful Damn, so beautiful Well, I’ll keep this picture to help me remember I laid with a legend that night You want me to say I love you Well I cannot say I love you You want me to hold your hair there in my hands Well all these things that you want done They’re not the things of a world above They’re not the things of a world in your command Oh, you are bound to make shadows at your feet I don’t want to stand in them I don’t think I have the strength So go join Janis, voice frozen in time She was bound to stay perfect the minute she died How beautiful Damn, so beautiful Well, I’ll keep this picture to help me remember I laid with a legend that night You can sing me to sleep You can sing me to sleep But when I wake I’d rather just be left with the taste So go join Marilyn, face frozen in time She was bound to stay perfect the minute she died How beautiful Damn, so beautiful You want me to love you The whole world’s gonna love you The minute you die
7.
I have a mind to steal you back The longer we wait, I’m so afraid We’re never going back to California The darkened highway Where we fell in love Now just two ghosts there Holding hands where Our boiling blood once stood I’ll always be the girl who chose Who chose to find the East While you stayed with the sure sun So sure of us With no desire to leave This does not feel fair, does not feel right This does not feel fair, does not feel right What was all that fuss? I’m not sure I will ever know What unraveled us, you said We simply had to let it go That it was out of our control Well hey, it never was at all White picket fence, a sleeping child And the chance to hold on tight Or just the breath of Such a quick love The sweet blink of an eye This does not feel fair, does not feel right This does not feel fair, does not feel right What was all that fuss? I’m not sure I’ll ever know What unraveled us, you said We simply had to let it go That it was out of our control Well hey Better to have loved at all
8.
They say the neon lights are bright And everybody walks these streets to be part of the fight In the place where you can never find a single minute’s peace Caught up in the bustle and the hype Of forty second street Broadway and the like Where the masses come a crashing Just to get a little peek Massive signs illuminating doorways that are anything but one of a kind They’re entrances to places That you have already seen Oh oh oh Oh oh oh I wanna be part of the real New York And not the one projected all over the world I wanna be part of the real New York The one with all the secret dives and secret doors I wanna be part of the place where dreams May or may not come true But the place, nonetheless Where you never have to be anyone but you A man sees me as I’m walking home alone And he comes up in front of me grabs me by the shoulder, he says “Hey little lady, there’s an epic sight to see If you wanna buy a ticket up you should buy one from me” And I say “Woah crazy man, you better up and let me be because I am not a tourist, I live in this city!” Said, give me local, not TGI Fridays, Those who say “I do it my way” Not going upwards, but sideways Down the dirty street, singing Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Chorus Save me save me Take me away Take me, take me please The real New Yorkers go a running To the Village, Queens and Brooklyn Hiding out and having fun And knowing what is up Cuz the Empire State is made up of Dirty and pretty and fake Real is the stake that I’d like to claim Singing Oh oh oh Chorus
9.
Lilla 04:52
Holding Bliss upon my shoulders wishing I were bolder Wish I knew what I was feeling A wild little toddler, dancing on the water Rolling getting dirty, gosh she is so pretty I love that baby I can’t wait to see her mother, rolling in the covers Breathing hard and spooning watching as the moon seeps through the window What happens the next day? We go back to what’s expected I don’t know, I just know The stakes have got to be higher than this Oh girl, I am just too in love to resist Don’t just wait for the day to come when You think you might come undone Cuz I’m here now I got a taste and I cannot turn around Well, I could do this forever, every day together You and me your daughter, dancing on the water Just being happy We’re basking in the sunset, kiss the back of your neck Staying in each moment, I just want to hold on Never lose it Never lose it What happens the next day We go back to what’s expected Well, I don’t know I just know Chorus You’ll disappear from my view Someone else will find you You’ll have him inside you That’s what coincides with How this world turns But we are what we are and This is what this is so Just bring your curves on over and Let’s let this thing begin Chorus
10.
Train Song 05:02
Every time a change comes It's gonna stop you in your tracks And everything you're made of starts to quiver and to crack You don't know just how to stand on the ground that's about to unfold And you don't believe the voices that say you can do it alone Well, there used to be a time when I knew which steps to take Yeah I'd wake up every morning everything so nice in place Bacon sizzlin', sunlight givin' me hope to want to face a new day But nothing stays Sometimes a wave Just comes along and takes it away Takes it away Watch the train roll on down the track, Feel what you feel cuz it's never coming back Then clap your hands to the rhythm of the past The dust will carry the memory of a kiss No no no no, it won't always be like this Just wait right here in the comfort of the wind Your train will come again It’s so easy to start thinking That you're almost out of time You’re dragging yourself down inside The bump and grind But then a moment keeps you going And suddenly before you can say "Where is my life?" A brand new high Will come along and take you away Yes child, take you away Watch the train roll on down the track Feel what you feel cuz it's never coming back And then clap your hands to the rhythm of the past The dust will carry the memory of the kiss No no no no, it won't always be like this Wait right here in the comfort of the wind Your train will come again
11.
It used to be that nobody went into the city Without their gloves on Without their gloves on It used to be you’d wait all week To walk the boardwalk To walk the boardwalk And the world moved real slow Just moment to moment Of holding tight to all of those you loved This world isn’t made for me anymore But I don’t need much more Just to hear you say You’ll go and find your home Go and find your home It used to be there was no hurry to tell your story to tell your story It used to be you didn’t have to prove You’d been there You’d been there And the world was like that You had what you had And not just sepia and black and white It was bright This world isn’t made for me anymore But I don’t need much more Just to hear you say You’ll go and find your home Go and find your home

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Crazy Is is a thrilling mix of the cities and artists that inspire Haas, and her signature, expressive voice is the crux that a legion of instrumentation swarms around: heavy, soulful piano, ripping guitar solos, ambient synthesizers, bluesy pedal steel, funky horns, and a symphony of strings.

The album was recorded in multiple studios throughout Nashville and New York to create the best sounds for each instrument, using some of each city's most renowned musicians, who each, stylistically, bring elements of their respective genres to the record, resulting in a wildly original musical creation.

Expect to hear the influences of music’s most distinct artists and Haas’ favorite muses in Crazy Is, from the soulful vocal reflections of Janis Joplin and Adele and the lyrical wit and catchy piano of Regina Spektor to the angst of Fiona Apple and the passionate, climactic songwriting of Jeff Buckley and Florence Welch.

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released May 22, 2012

ALBUM CREDITS:

All songs written and performed by Anna Haas*
Produced and Co-engineered by Mark Galup
Engineered by Erik Thompson
Assistant Engineered by Ted Wheeler and Nick Spezia
Mixed and Mastered by Mark Galup & Erik Thompson at Reel Recording, Nashville

Vocals and overdubs tracked at Reel Recording. Basic tracking at House of Blues Studio A. Strings at Oceanway Studio A. Horns at The Jungle Room - Nashville, TN
Additional overdubs at Grand Street Recording - Brooklyn, NY

*The Real New York written by Anna Haas, Mark Galup and Doug Gross

THE PLAYERS

Anna Haas - Lead Vocals and Piano
Will Medders - Drums
Jent LaPalm - Electric Bass
Doug Gross - Electric Guitar
Mark Galup- Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar on 1, Synth, Wurlitzer, Mellotron, B3

STRINGS
Zach Casebolt – Violin on 1, 3, 6, 9
Claire Indie - Cello on 3, 6, 9
Renae Truex – Fiddle Solo on 6, Viola on 11

HORNS
The Section Horns
Leif Shires – Trumpet on 4, 5, 8, Flugelhorn on 7
Craig Swift – Saxophone on 4, 5, 8
Justin Carpenter – Trombone on 4, 5, 8
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Ruby Amanfu – Background Vocals on 2, 4, 6, 11
Neil Bunker – Acoustic Guitar on 10
Hailey Collier – Background Vocals on 8
James Dalton – Harmonica on 2
Chris Henry- Mandolin on 10
Dave LaGrande – Piano on 3
Matt Lovell – Featured Vocalist on 5
Adam Ollendorff- Pedal Steel on 7, 11, Weissenborn on 9, Lap Steel on 10
Richard Ringer – Accordion on 4
Cristina Taddonio- Background Vocals on 11
Emilio Tostado – Guitar Solo on 2, Electric Guitar on 9
Roy "Futureman" Wooten – Percussion on 1, 2, 4, 8

SOUL CHOIR on TRAIN SONG
Megan Cox, Hailey Collier, Cydney McQuillan Grace, Charlene Kaye, Jenna Marotta, Blessing Offor

Strings arranged by Zach Casebolt
Horns arranged by Leif Shires
Soul choir arranged by Megan Cox

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Anna Haas Nashville, New York

Named The Deli Mag Reader's Best Emerging Nashville Artist of 2012, Anna Haas is demanding attention for the release of her debut record Crazy Is. Critics are saying that "her voice is saturated with so much soul her music leaves one wonderstruck" and that "she has everything it takes to be a star." ... more

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