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Boxers 04:13
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
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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
3.
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
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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
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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
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We Are Libertines We said goodbye To the ties that drag And the 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
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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
8.
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
9.
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
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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
11.
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
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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
13.
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
14.
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: Matthew Ryan Written by Matthew Ryan Plastic Violin Music BMI Copyright 2014

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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 October 14, 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)
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

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Matthew Ryan / Strays Don't Sleep Nashville, Tennessee

Matthew Ryan is experiencing a renaissance. It began with Boxers then Hustle Up Starlings in 2017.

In addition to solo efforts, Ryan is a member of Strays Don't Sleep along with Neilson Hubbard. They create minimalist ambient folk music, new Strays music is coming soon.

Devotedly independent Ryan continues to grow a sprawling career that's now rich with a long list of beautiful albums and songs.
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