Boxers

by Matthew Ryan

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We're proud to announce that BOXERS is now live and available for immediate PURCHASE & DOWNLOAD!

Upon downloading the album we suggest 320 sized MP3s because they sound pretty good without occupying too much space on your mobile devices. But do what you feel comfortable with... And remember: PLAY it LOUDLY!

In addition to the (11) tracks on the album, there are 2 BONUS TRACKS included in the digital album purchase. One of those tracks was recorded during the BOXERS sessions, and the other is a punkier rawer home-recorded demo version of "Then She Threw Me Like a Hand Grenade."

We've added an option for you to pay more than $11 in response to how many of you have asked how you can help. Making records is still expensive, especially when you do it the way we decided to: self funded, in a proper studio with a great gang of humans collaborating. We're very proud of this record and plan on doing all we can for it over a long period of time. Your purchases are sincerely appreciated, and will help fund our efforts!! Please be patient as the campaign unfolds with physical product, and stay tuned for touring planned with a full band!

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released 14 October 2014

BOXERS was Produced and Mixed by Kevin Salem
Recorded at Applehead Studios, Woodstock NY
Recorded by Chris Bittner & Kevin Salem
with the assistance of David McFarlin
Mastered by Hans DeKline at Sound Bites Dog
All Songs Written by Matthew Ryan copyright 2014 Plastic Violin (BMI)
Except Anthem for the Broken which was completed with the
Arrangement help of Brian Bequette, Kevin Salem & Brian Fallon
Copyright 2014 Plastic Violin (BMI) / Van Rier Music, BMG Rights Management (BMI) / Walleye Surprise (BMI)
Management by Susan R Weber at Ego Management / egomanagement@gmail.com
Art Direction/Design by Keith Brogdon at Thinking Out Loud Design
Cover Photo by Frankie Fingers


All of Boxers was performed live and in a room by:

Brian Bequette - Bass Guitar
Brian Fallon - Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro - Drums and Percussion
Kevin Salem - Electric Guitar, Backing Vocals, Piano, Hammond, Synth & Amazing Scarfs
Matthew Ryan - Vocals, Electric Guitar and Acoustic Guitar
Everyone Available - Gang Vocals
Tracy Bonham added Violins to Then She Threw Me Like a Hand Grenade and The Queen of My Arms


Boxers is dedicated to John and Amanda Anderson's graceful battle against John's ALS diagnosis, but it's offered to anyone amid a great fight. Here's to all the beauty possible, always.


Without the following this record would not have been possible:

All of my family, my new friends in the wild hills and true winters of Western Pennsylvania, Melis, The Boys, Philip Feemster, Ed Campbell, Kevin Salem, Applehead Studios, Woodstock NY, Brian Bequette, Brian Fallon, Joe Magistro, Tracy Bonham, Gorman Bechard, Sara Nicole, Susan Weber, Chuck Bliziotis, Teresa Ensenat, Clay Steakley, The work of Raymond Carver, Nick Childs, Edgar Heckmann and Blue Rose Records, Steve Karas and Keith Hagan at SKH, Marc and Andrew of Hammock, Hans DeKline, Eric Ambel, Greg Richling, Lucinda Williams, Brandon Sampson, That NJ gang, John and Amanda and the DC gang, Jeff Klein, Todd Ohlhauser, Keith Brogdon, Dana Gordon, Jack Spencer, The Italians; and last but certainly not least: coffee, cool air and that mysterious engine and... You, the listeners!

Kevin Salem uses Warm Audio & Metric Halo Products and wishes to thank: Emily, Lori's Creative Cafe and Mike Birnbaum


Brian Fallon appears courtesy of Island Records

Visit and join the mailing-list at www.matthewryanonline.com/home for all tour news, announcements, info and offers.

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Track Name: Boxers
Boxers

All is well
All is well
Can't you tell?
Can't you tell?
We sit in parked cars
With exhaust from our pipes
It's too cold for the cops tonight

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh 

I love you all
With all my guts
And even still
It's not enough
We drink our whiskey
In pints at the bar
We sigh and shiver
Under miserable stars
And we say hey
How do you say goodbye
To a dream that just won't die
Is it a feeling or is it a lie?
They kicked us out tonight

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh 

All our heroes
Had no choice
Some busted chords
And a broken voice
A song of justice 
Is no soaring wind you'll hum
It's a faraway dirge
That might never come
'Til we say hey
How do you say goodbye
To a dream that just won't die
Is it a feeling or is it a lie?
Yer a boxer against the ropes
& there's blood running down yer throat
But this is the fight you chose
Here we go

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar & BGV 
All Available on Gang Vocals

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: Suffer No More
Suffer No More

Candy looks down
She says I don't know what to do
I swallowed every word
And none of it was true
And every cut
And every wound
And every prayer
In every room
This time's too hard
And the end couldn't come too soon
Don't wanna suffer no more
Don't wanna suffer no more

Tommy stood there
With a giant tear in his eye
To break down or complain
Well he really wasn't the type
He never read a book by Marx
But he knew by now the end was tied to the start
Don't wanna suffer no more

And all we want today
Is something like a fair shake
And all we want tomorrow
Is a ladder that won't fall away
Or be thrown away
Don't wanna suffer no more
Don't wanna suffer no more
Don't wanna suffer no more

Brian Bequette on Bass
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar, BGV & Hammond


Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: God's Not Here Tonight
God's Not Here Tonight

I poured a drink
And sat to watch the blue burn back to stars
And every thought was that blown up film
Of when you crashed our getaway car
Now all this talk
Don't add up to much
When you were counting on those friends
That let you down again
These prayers and songs
Get dark and long
Well If he cared then he just might 
But god's not here tonight

You've got some nerve to talk like this
Once you've turned to act like that
I lost some teeth while defending you
And you folded like a rat
Now all this talk
Don't add up to much
When you were counting on those friends
That let you down again
These prayers and songs
Get dark and long
Well If he cared then he just might 
But god's not here tonight...

- I don't care what you wanted, I don't care if you're scared -

This world gets hard on hearts that want
And hope for more than this
But like that sun that just disappeared
So will this ghost on my lips
Yeah all this talk
Don't add up to much
When you were counting on those friends
That let you down again
These prayers and songs
Get dark and long
Well If he cared then he just might 
But god's not here tonight...

-I don't care what you wanted, I don't care if you're scared-

Brian Bequette on Bass
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words, Silvertone & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar & BGV
All Available on Gang Vocals

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: The First Heartbreak
The First Heartbreak

Take one last look at what you've lost
Maybe now you'll see what it cost
This town don't feel the same
It's frozen in my brain
And you're gone from my heart
From my heart

I was there the night you got that tattoo
Some scars got nothing to hide and everything to lose
We went stumbling down the street
You were dark but you were sweet
You said my tone felt like home
And I wanna go home

Yeah the first heartbreak is the worst heartbreak
It's the worst heartbreak no…
Yeah the first heartbreak is the worst heartbreak
It's the worst heartbreak no, no, no...

Well the last thing that she said
One day you'll know you'd been better off dead
When I'm gone and still haunting you
And you're miles from 22
Then she just laughed...

She said the first heartbreak is the worst heartbreak
It's the worst heartbreak no…
Yeah the first heartbreak is the worst heartbreak
It's the worst heartbreak no, no...

Performed by:

Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Electric Guitars, Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitars, Bass & BGV

*The First Heartbreak was the first song Kevin and I recorded together. It was a "demo" to test the waters of our collaboration. But there's really no such thing as a demo. Joe came in and we recorded it live and loud in Kevin's project studio. I fell in love with this recording and decided we should just keep it "as is" since it defined where we would go from there.


Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: Heaven's Hill
Heaven's Hill

A big red sun
Down by the riverside
Just off the tracks
Where Ben McCullen died
I found a gun...

So there it was
Still gifted with two rounds
I never told no one
At least well not 'til now
Not 'til now…

It ain't no crime
When you been pushed past the line
We come and go without warning
But we could be in the land of light and joy come morning

I had a job
I had a girl
But it's more than mean
It's a cruel and wicked world
It's a cruel and wicked world
So I did what I did
And just like the whippoorwill
There's only one thing you can bring
Up here to Heaven's Hill
Up here to Heaven's Hill...

No it ain't no crime
When you been pushed past the line
We come and go without warning
But we could be in the land of light and joy come morning
Oh Peter please understand
There's more to this blood on my hands
These orphans break or get broke
And it got so dark I couldn't see any other way home
Home
Home
Home

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar
All Available on Gang Vocals

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: We Are Libertines
We Are Libertines

We said goodbye
To the ties that drag
And ties that bind
We poured some drinks
Took a pill to calm our thoughts
Took a hit so we could think

We are libertines…
And no one says stop
And no one says no
And no one says please
Please come home

We drove that car
Just as fast as we could
Through the harder parts
What I can't see
Can't make me feel bad
It didn't happen to me
The great escape
We just and call it love
If you wanna call it rape
We own the house
And if it turns a greater kill
We'll burn it down

We are libertines...
And no one says stop
And no one says no
And no one says please
Please come home
Please come home

A crappy song
Rattles 'round in my head
All night long
The perfect scheme
Flood their heads with useless shit
And make it feel like a dream

We are libertines...
And no one says stop
And no one says no
And no one says please
Please come home
Please come home

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums
Matthew Ryan on Acoustic Guitar & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Widescreen Electric, BGV & Synth

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: Then She Threw Me Like a Hand Grenade
Then She Threw Me Like a Hand Grenade

All we wanted was one way out
All we talked of was the great escape
Feeling homeless since we went south
Then she threw my like a hand grenade

Alright
ok
What did you want babe?
What did you say?
Skin on skin
No stones
You might feel lonely but you're not alone
You might feel lonely but you're not alone

Three fires lit a spark in me
It took me years to understand the weight
If you're a prisoner to anything you're not free
Then she threw me like a hand grenade

Ok
Alright
What did you want babe?
Don't lie
Skin on skin
No stones
You might feel lonely but you're not alone
You might feel lonely but you're not alone

All this rain
Fills my head
Are we alive,
Or are we dead?
I only wanted it
Just like you said
That night
Last fall
In my arms
In our bed
In our bed

Alright
ok
What did you want babe?
What did you say?
Skin on skin
No stones
You might feel lonely but you're not alone
You might feel lonely but you're not alone

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass
Tracy Bonham on Violins
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar, Ebow & BGV

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: Until Kingdom Come
Until Kingdom Come

One day you'll be gone
We end like a song
Some crash and some fade
Either way, either way

Let's sing Dirty Old Town at the top of our lungs
Don't look now here comes the sun
Your head is a map and your heart is a drum
And the road is the road you're on 'til kingdom come

Johnny be good, Johnny too bad
Curse your luck and the family you had
We are born in all we fight
But every star's in the sky tonight

So let's sing Dirty Old Town at the top of our lungs
Don't look now here comes the sun
Your head is a map and your heart is a drum
And the road is the road you're on 'til kingdom come

You are the prettiest thing
I'm still in awe of the trouble you'd bring
With a broken heart I watched you leave
And after all I gave you still hated me

So let's sing Dirty Old Town at the top of our lungs
Don't look now here comes the sun
Your head is a map and your heart is a drum
And the road is the road you're on 'til kingdom come
'Til kingdom come
That's the road you're on

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass Guitar
Joe Magistro on Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: This One's for You Frankie
This One's for You Frankie

He said
I'm sick
I'm so tired
Of this shit
Every night I'm fighting for my life

A Killian's
A fresh smoke
I saw the graveyards in his throat
He said all my dreams burn and fall like paper planes

Don't quit
Don't go
I've got your back Frankie
I think you know
We all fill our hearts with hopeful bombs

This one's for you Frankie...
And your big broken heart
Your big broken
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
Now!

Thin arms
Tattoos
He said "I lost the plot
What could I do?"
The light just seemed to fall just right from his eyes

Then he said
My heart's broke
I knew he meant it then
The way he spoke
The next day he sold me his rig for 60 bucks
He looked so gone and hollow but he still wished me luck

This one's for you Frankie...
And your big broken heart
Your big broken heart
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
Now!

Oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh
Oh oh oh
Oh

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words, Silvertone Electric & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar & BGV
All Available on Gang Vocals

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: An Anthem for the Broken
An Anthem for the Broken

An anthem for the ones who hurt
Who broke their fists on dreams and dirt
Who climbed the hills and found the sea
Who saw the tops of home and tree
Who never left their hearts in scars
Who caught the fire in the stars
Who held their kids when they were scared
Who found a way from here to there

An anthem for the real reward
The sometimes broke and bent before
Where hope is lost and winter birds
Float from the wires when shots are heard
An anthem for my mother's arms
The bravest walk, the big alarm
The boxers, cops and soldiers too
The ones who need no gratitude

We won't quit...

An anthem for the brotherhood
The light in the dark and the lean for good
The knowing not which way to go
But here but for the grace of the unknown I know
A dollar's not a peace nor end
I'd do it all and all again
An anthem for the broken hearts
That made it worlds from where they'd start

We won't quit...

Performed by:

Brian Bequette on Bass
Brian Fallon on Electric Guitar
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar
All Available on Gang Vocals

Written by Matthew Ryan, Kevin Salem & Brian Bequette
Plastic Violin Music BMI; Van Rier Music, BMI/BMG Rights
Management; and Walleye Surprise BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: If You're Not Happy
If You're Not Happy

Hey
You should stay
Or you can go
If you wanna go
If you're not happy
You're not happy
You're not happy
If you're not happy
It's alright
Just hold tight
And make it through the night
It'll be alright

Hey
What's the world coming to?
Whatever you say
Right now
It's probably true
If you're not happy
You're not happy
You're not happy
If you're not happy
It's alright
Just hold tight
And make it through the night
It'll be alright

I promise you
A few days from now
You'll be glad
You stuck around
You stuck around

Oh oh oh...

If you're not happy
You're not happy
You're not happy
If you're not happy
It's alright
Just hold tight
And make it through the night
It'll be alright

Performed by:
Brian Bequette on Bass Guitar
Matthew Ryan on Vocals, Electric Guitar, Words, Synth & Piano
Kevin Salem on Electric Guitar

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: *Bonus Track - Then She Threw Me Like a Hand Grenade (Home Recording Demo)
Then She Threw Me Like a Hand Grenade

All we wanted was one way out
All we talked of was the great escape
Feeling homeless since we went south
Then she threw my like a hand grenade

Alright
ok
What did you want babe?
What did you say?
Skin on skin
No stones
You might feel lonely but you're not alone
You might feel lonely but you're not alone

Three fires lit a spark in me
It took me years to understand the weight
If you're a prisoner to anything you're not free
Then she threw me like a hand grenade

Ok
Alright
What did you want babe?
Don't lie
Skin on skin
No stones
You might feel lonely but you're not alone
You might feel lonely but you're not alone

All this rain
Fills my head
Are we alive,
Or are we dead?
I only wanted it
Just like you said
That night
Last fall
In my arms
In our bed
In our bed

Alright
ok
What did you want babe?
What did you say?
Skin on skin
No stones
You might feel lonely but you're not alone
You might feel lonely but you're not alone

Performed & Recorded by Matthew Ryan
Fixed-Up Sonically by Kevin Salem

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014
Track Name: *Bonus Track - The Queen of My Arms
The Queen of My Arms

I wish you were here
I wish you could see this
I know I was bad
I hurt you real good
Words mean so much
When you're caught in a moment
And as time drifts on
You're left scratching your head

But we were drunk
And we were dancing 'til dawn
And you were the queen of my arms

We were playing Neil Young
There in the kitchen
You were making that soup
I was dark on the porch
And I can't recall
What had me so distant
We start out open
Until we're armed like forts

But we were young
And we were dancing 'til dawn
And you were the queen of my arms

So I took this job
Late nights at the station
Where people act like
I ain't worth a dime
But I still have this dream
One night you'll return here
I'll move through your headlights
And inside I'll climb
And out past the farms
And the glow of this nowhere
I'll throw an arm out the window
With just one finger held high

Performed by:
Brian Bequette on Bass
Tracy Bonham on Violins
Joe Magistro on Drums & Percussion
Matthew Ryan on Words & Vocals
Kevin Salem on Acoustic Guitar & Piano

Written by Matthew Ryan
Plastic Violin Music BMI
Copyright 2014