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Convention Hall

from Soul In Exile Redux by The Hesh Inc.

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lyrics

There she stands straddling the boardwalk
Pushing out from the beach into the sea
Like some vaunted marine version of radio city
She stands crumbling but she’s calling out to me
She’s the crown jewel of the waterfront
The echo of former grandeur
The haggard old lady of the coastline
A glimmer of former splendor
Once upon a time she saw royalty come and go
Long ago when she hosted many a famous face
But now even the derelicts that used to hang here are gone
They moved along and never were replaced
Her star once shone bright in the sky
But like a meteor, she fell
It was a downward spiral onto the slagheap
And all that’s left now is a hollow shell
I walk the terraces soaked with ocean spray
Beneath the paint-chipped vaulted ceiling
I search around for a way inside
Just to get the feeling
Just to stand within the cavernous hall
To let her spirit surround me
And to try once again to make heads or tails
Of what’s going on around me.

Well I can’t believe that this is happening yet again
After we both agreed once that we didn’t want to repeat that end
But you had this thing about “growth,” above everything else
And at the same time you say I’m thinking only of myself
Why don’t you look in the mirror
Well we went out west to change our place and change our luck
We didn’t last a year there before the disaster struck
It was those ‘friendships’ you cultivated outside of us, away from me
Well I know how close your kind of ‘friends’ can be
Now the picture is so much clearer

And all your advisers whisper in your ear
That you could be doing so much better than me
Your enablers tell you what you want to hear
And they show you what you want to see
Your sycophants that all surround you
With your pronouncements, they’ll all agree
And all of the above, they drown you
With brown tides of sympathy
And you emphatically state “there is no us”
You resent the way I push and you’re not even willing to discuss
But if I don’t fight for us, what does that make me?
Well you stall, blackball, and build your wall
With the help of all your ‘friends’
You obfuscate and manipulate
All your means to reach your ends
You may say that there is no more us
I say it isn’t so
There always was an us, there is an us
And I refuse to let it go!

And as I sit inside by the piano onstage
Playing my heart out to four thousand empty seats
The hidden sounds of concerts and celebrations of better days
Embedded in these walls release their heat
And set me on fire with a passion that consumes
A passion that once existed for you filling up this empty room
Bringing some life to light the palpable darkness and gloom
Struggling in vain to counteract the words of my inner prophet of doom
No more funny places
No more famous faces
No more days at the races
No more steeplechases
No more former graces
No more love embraces
All that’s left is empty spaces
And the glory with barely any traces
It’s all gone!

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from Soul In Exile Redux, released January 28, 2022
Hesh Meister – piano, organ, vocals
Izzy Kieffer – drums
Steve Lopresto – bass
Lane Sparber – electric and acoustic guitars

Recorded at Retromedia Sound, Red Bank, NJ
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Adam Vaccarelli

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Songwriter, performer, keyboard player, beach enthusiast, perpetual transplant, aspiring cult figure.

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