I just posted the lyrics for our new record over at our facebook. check it.
Mansions is a name that we truly believe in here at PropertyOfZack, so we couldn’t be more thrilled to be posting our track-by-track of Dig Up The Dead today. Chris was kind enough to detail each song on the record, and he did a great job. Dig Up The Dead is out today, so make sure you buy it or at least give it a spin. Check out the meaning behind each of the ten songs below!
Dig Up The Dead
This was the last song written for the album, and it is probably my favorite. I don’t want to get too specific, but generally it’s about writing and playing music. It took me a little bit to figure out how to arrange this one, I didn’t want it to be just acoustic, but it didn’t feel like a full-band rock song either. The version on the record is the first version I recorded, which felt good, and the roomy vocals sound like our old apartment in North Carolina.
This one’s about getting older. I got really into the idea of having bass and drums stay pretty constistent throughout a song with just guitar and keyboard making the changes, and I think it worked pretty well. The instrumental bridge is probably the first “riff” I’ve ever written, and it surprised me when I wrote it. It made me feel cool for a minute haha. Did some fun knob twiddling with a delay pedal on the piano and the vocals, and the vocals are also going through a RAT distortion pedal. For whatever reason I got really into distorted vocals on this record, maybe as a crutch, but mostly just cause I think it sounds cool. My buddy Bryan played bass on this and came up with those cool fills in the choruses.
Today our new album Dig Up The Dead was finally released, and I wanted to take a second to say thanks. Seriously, thank you. If you’re reading this, then you are probably part of that small core group of people that has somehow managed to keep this thing going. It has been almost four years since I put out the first Mansions “album,” and it has been a weird time with the strangest combination of good and bad things. Sometimes I felt like the sky was the limit, and sometimes I wanted to quit. Sometimes it seemed like there was nothing as fun or as noble as playing music for people, and sometimes it seemed like there was nothing more pathetic and sad. Sometimes it changed from day to day, show to show, tour to tour. But whenever I was on the brink of letting this end, you were there to pick me back up. Whether a nice word at a show, a merch order online, or a comment on whatever social media site, it genuinely has meant and does mean a lot to me. It is the only reason to keep doing this.
In the past couple years I’ve thought a lot about why I play music, or why I should play music. For a long time I couldn’t come up with a good answer. Music is something that comes naturally to me, and I enjoy doing it. I enjoy the process of making something that I would like to hear that wasn’t there before. I think that’s reason enough, but the question I couldn’t answer was why bother letting anyone else hear it? Am I that desperate for attention and approval that I need others to notice what I do? Couldn’t I just make the music and keep it to myself? The answer is yeah, I could. It would still mean a lot to me, and it would fulfill part of its purpose. But it wouldn’t be complete.
I can’t put a number on how many hours I have spent listening to music or how much enjoyment I have gotten from my favorite bands. Those records are my friends. They have danced with me at parties, and they have driven me home alone. They have been there for me when no one else was. I have gotten so much out of music, and now I have a debt to pay. Some people book shows, some people have blogs, but I write songs. And if I have the potential to write even one song that hits one person the way that others have hit me, then I have to do it. It’s not out of a need for attention, it’s a need to feel that same connection that I felt when I heard “Pinkerton” for the first time. It’s a need to make someone feel the way “Heartbreaker” made me feel.
So thank you for being here and for making a connection with me and my music. Thank you for buying our new record, and for buying our old one, and for coming to shows, and for caring. We’ve never really been pushed by a big label machine or whatever, so anything good we have gotten is totally thanks to you listening and telling your friends. So please, keep it up.
Start a band, start a blog, put on shows in your basement, buy records. Forget everything else.
In the grand scheme of things, there are a relatively small amount of albums that can evoke pure emotion or forge a bond between the artist and the listener; those few albums are game changers. Mansions’s New Best Friends was not a “game changer.” It was however a great debut record, one that…