But What If I'm Right?

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released November 3, 2015

All compositions by Emmett Hall
All keyboards and vocals by Emmett Hall
Produced by Emmett Hall & Pietro Sammarco
All tracks mixed and engineered by Pietro Sammarco
Except
Tracks 5 and 8 recorded and mixed by Malcolm Biddle

Mastered by Brock McFarlane at CPS Mastering

Ken Lawson: guitar on tracks 2 and 6
Tom Heuckendorff: alto saxophone on track 6
Aaron Read: violin on track 5
Sheena Willows, Beth Buono: backing vocals on track 6

Special thanks to the piano at The Lido
Photos taken by Kate Henderson

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Revered Vancouver, British Columbia

"Revered" is composer/front-man, Emmett Hall's musical experiment into pseudo-new wave/prog-rock cathartic nonsense.
Best described as an entertaining self-cleansing though acerbic revelry and bathos.
Much of which is in collaboration with producer, Pietro Sammarco.
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Track Name: Dying Forever
I bathe in the nothing
Because the void it washes clean
I found the truth to the fountain of youth
And the truth is quite obscene

I cry I seethe
And the energy released
Maintains momentum never ceasing
For a second

Use all the fluid I’ve got
The tears, the piss, the come, the snot
To use to wash and scrub the pain away
Baste in my juices
Cooking up endless excuses to
Rejuvenate the constant decay

Can’t die
If you always say never
Perpetual sigh
Sucked in the vacuum of space

You don’t live if you’re
Dying forever
Take back what I give
As I spit back in my face

They say there’s nothing to fear,
But I’ve got to disagree
The sterile abyss keeps things quite clear,
Infinity’s quite cozy

I grow I teethe
Secreting all I’ve been
This womb’s eternal
While you mother fuckers are infernal

I break
The cyclical ring
That snake is shedding its skin
Amen
Recirculation of every solution
Again and again and again
Can’t die
If you always say never
Perpetual sigh
Sucked in the vacuum of space

You don’t live if you’re
Dying forever
Take back what I give
As I spit back in my face
Track Name: Cold Cheap Sun
Revolve a year around it
Awaiting the next
But the days, they don’t get counted
So the year’s endless
And I’m too cold to question why

I’m never under pressure
That forces grace
Clumsy in my endeavors
But I keep pace
As the seasons breed and birth and die

Can’t place it, something is wrong here
I don’t feel like I’m
Capable of anything but to
Shiver in the brightness of a cold cheap sun

The milestones are crumbling
As the frost creeps in
Can’t see the ones encroaching
The light’s blinding
Though it’s cheap, it’s satisfying

Why would I fear the future?
If that sun still shines
What’s ahead can’t come any sooner
But I take my time
Delaying all that’s gratifying

Can’t place it, something is wrong here
Don’t feel like I’m
Capable of anything but to
Shiver in the brightness of a cold cheap sun

Cold cheap sun

No rituals
No rites of passage
Habitual denial
The only custom salvaged
And the odor of the smolder
As the sun grows us older than we’ve ever died before
Generates a mist of a truth dismissed
For a bargain never bargained for

And I just don’t feel that different,
Since the world has claimed it’s changed
My complacence formed the instant
I traded in my rage

And I just don’t feel that different,
Since my emotions disengaged
My entitlement’s persistence
Left my instincts so estranged

Can’t place it, something is wrong here
Don’t feel like I’m
Capable of anything but to
Shiver in the brightness of a cold cheap sun
On behalf of no one

Cold cheap sun

The sun demands a man
The currency of time
He can withstand
While choosing to ignore
His own blood upon his hands
Getting what he paid for
Track Name: Twiddle My Thumb
I know

Every day I know
Everything will go
The length I’m willing to admit
I know

I would gladly show
All the things I doubt
I wouldn’t give the benefit
That kills my own will bit by bit

How to pay your dues
How to say you’re through
With all the do’s you gotta do
I know

It’s a choice I choose
Deliberately confuse my views
For what I need is true
To wade my own way through these blues

Oh I got the blues

If I’m the one who takes the blame
I’ve got to find the glory
In the Shame

Oh so much malaise
Blending all the days
Into a lather of ennui
I know

The bar is never raised
Redundancy is praised
If fooled to shine in mockery
The glow reflecting back on me

Shining so brightly

If I’m the one who takes the blame
I’ve got to find the glory
In the Shame



I don’t know how else to put it
But I don’t want to care
I don’t see any purpose
In indulging that dare

Hedge my bets
As I profess
The second guess
Is always best

It’s a constant test
Enduring all the jests
To read the words upon my crest
Remind myself I’m bored to death


Fake it ‘til I break it
Until the earth shakes it
From my need to make it
Count for something
I need destruction
A catastrophe
To release me
From my Accountability

If I’m the one who takes the blame
I’ve got to find the glory
In the Shame

All for show
No Reward
I don’t know
Why I’m bored

Twidle my thumb
Track Name: My Name Is In Every Breath
Well the drought left the river bed exposed
The shit and the silt and the sediment and the gold
And the bottom feeding wheezing, give a wink of the eye
‘Cuz they’re dirty and I’m dirty and that’s where the fortune lies

Life is the just reward

Now the river feeds the lines in my hand
And when that bed of mud has dried to sand
I will fill my hour glass
And I will dictate the future that comes to pass

I will deny the end

Accumulating wealth through contagion
Spreading rhetoric by aural infection
A bloody pathogen in every recollection
I’m what dreams are made of
I’m a storied legend

Close your eyes so the myth can take form in the dark abyss
If they’re open then your nature will annihilate the ignorant bliss
The future’s got no tolerance to console the bereft
I leave with a promise and that promise is I never left

My name is in every breath

Accumulating wealth through contagion
Spreading rhetoric by aural infection
A bloody pathogen in every recollection
I’m what dreams are made of
I’m a storied legend

And the few that remain in the wake of my dust
Turn it over and over with a deep plow and a deeper trust
That it will settle the inevitable incredible storm in their lungs
Cough up the words to make the rainmaker come

My name is every breath

Accumulating wealth through contagion
Spreading rhetoric by aural infection
A bloody pathogen in every recollection
I’m what dreams are made of
I’m a storied legend
Track Name: Middle Of The End
Is it me, or does the present always seem unfair?
The math of the past to the aftermath that just never adds up
Giving up on the sum of yourself you were willing to share
Reflection just means that the scales get reversed and recollection is corrupt.
Shut up
You’re so fucking lucky
You don’t win or lose
It’s just old news
But I’m old now too

And that test of exposure to the shit of yourself, didn’t happen to stick,
Now you’re stuck with a stranger who you’ve put in danger of dissolution towards it.
So, now you’re lonely but with an audience who doesn’t want to clap at all
For fear of suggesting some compassion or god forbid an encore
You don’t win or lose
It’s just old news
But I’m old now too

So, genuine consideration was never part of the fun?
Enduring something special was something that I’d never done
And I never got to thank her
For the anger
That’s begun
And ended
With myself
I’m always by myself
And that wealth of contentment
I spent on my resentment
Towards nothing at all
Except that blot of red upon the wall

Where I bang my head

Commitment to a memory is a fool’s last hope
If I wasn’t so lazy, I’d take that energy and work on my next joke
And anybody who could take it, we’d all laugh together
At the hypocrisy of what was meant to be just meant waiting out forever
Track Name: Reasons To Be Kind
Give me a minute
While I reflect on my sins
Was I doing it right?
When I shouldn't have been?

Kept my composure
Since I’ve been up on my feet
But I’m a pushover, baby
When my knees get weak

Integrity has blinded me
To the fallacies of courtesy
Now I’m haunted by regrets
That haven’t even happened yet

My reasons to be kind
Were in denial for so long
It took you to remind
I’m just afraid to be wrong
If there’s price to be nice
We’ve all bought it for less
A reason to be kind
Is just a coward at his best

If you’re in need of some patience
Well you can take some of mine
I found the problem with patience
It’s just a waste of time

I avoid any conflict
By surrendering my greed
But I’ve got nothing to show for it
No scars to show me what I want to need

Sedating revelations
And all that they imply
Ridiculous negations
I’m howling
Now know that all of my

My reasons to be kind
Were in denial for so long
It took you to remind
I’m just afraid to be wrong
If there’s price to be nice
We’ve all bought it for less
A reason to be kind
Is just a coward at his best

I don’t fear
My own fears
Of myself
Enough to
Warrant pity
From anybody else

Self aware
Enough to care
Enough without the
Ignorance to dare
Enough to compromise

Something funny about finding an ideal
Meeting your minimum standard
Letting you feel some love
Without empowering delusions of grandeur
Something to manipulate to facilitate
The flaws with esteem and grace
To leverage your losses so you can save face

Apologies flowed with too much ease
In the affluence of humility
Flaunted my kindness with so much cheek
But I’ve turned it so many times that I’m getting dizzy
And the ultimatum is
Looking bleak
For a freak like me


So we’ve reached the result
Now what happens next?
Can I expect a fresh one that’s not my fault
Where my prerogative’s where I get to get the get
And I’ll tear a page from the book you wrote
Tear out life by the god damn throat
And every idiom you idiots quote
I’ll rock the boat and as we drown, I’ll gloat
How I’ll never forget my unpaid debt

You can take my remains in the palms of your hands and polish my shoes with it
And I’m cold to the touch cuz I’m slash burning my soul down inside
And I’ll make lost time like a son of a bitch
My humiliation my motivation
Now I know that all of my

My reasons to be kind
Were in denial for so long
It took you to remind
I’m just afraid to be wrong
If there’s price to be nice
We’ve all bought it for less
A reason to be kind
Is just a coward at his best
Track Name: Capitulate
So, how do I navigate losing track?
Now I know that
Surrender’s the key,
It’s the plan of attack
The irony’s not lost on me.

Where do I stand and when do I lean back?
From collating random facts
To assemble a wall, full of brilliant cracks
The irony’s not lost on me!

in the red
in the black
Two steps ahead
Run on the spot then
Two steps back

A dance
A race
The paper chase
My chance
To face the music
To capitulate

You see,
The paper trail is tangible and when it cuts, it cuts deep
So it feels like something at least
The context of the text is too ephemeral and the ink
It tends to bleed

I’ve never felt good, but this is the best that I’ve felt
Relenting does not mean retreat
No need to keep archiving the cards I’ve been dealt
Documenting each defeat
Seemed alive
Running in circles
I was madly in love with the thought that I was not
And so surprised that I am not surprised when
Running in circles
Eventually
I’ve lapped myself

A dance
A race
The paper chase
My chance
To face the music
To capitulate

Burn all my deeds. Acceptance is the fuel
I can finally respire
Flames are so peaceful and the warmth is so cool
Let’s dance around the fire

in the red
in the black
Two steps ahead
Run on the spot then
Two steps back

Running in circles
I’ve lapped myself
Doubled backed to realize
It was somebody else

A dance
A race
The paper chase
My chance
To face the music
and capitulate
Capitulate
Capitulate
Capitulate
Track Name: Hurting Nobody's Feelings But Mine
The secret to my success is
To mitigate acquiescence
See, it’s not quite unrequited
If you never gave the chance
Despite the
Rejection that’s at the ready
To put you in your place
Don’t give it the opportunity
To pigeonhole your disgrace
The answer could be a yes or no
I’ll keep the answer ill defined

By hurting nobody’s feelings but mine

Take the low road, you tend to get busted
And the higher road is fixed
I’m searching for some justice
Without taking any risk
Tsk tsk tsk
Oh, no one’s out to get me?
Then I’m out to get me on my own
I’m just a series isolated incidents
Rattling in my bones
Hate to be imposition
So I feel somewhat inclined to be

Hurting nobody’s feelings but mine

I learned to learn the greatest risk
Is not taking one at all
I’m bracing myself for a pat on the back
With such force I just might fall
Don’t worry I’ll get around to y’all
Just wait your turn in line
As I’m
Hurting nobody’s feeling but mine
Hurting nobody’s feeling but mine