Ready For Anything

by Marjorie Halloran

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Halloran's debut album introduces her personality through a mix of quirky, ironic, serious-- and even choral!-- songs that will make you laugh, cry, groan, sing along, and possibly even set out to extract revenge on those who have betrayed you.

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released August 3, 2015

Marjorie Halloran:
vocals~bass~piano/keyboards~flute~dulcimer~viola~theremin~tap dancing/podorhythmie

Thomas Avery:
piano~guitar~bass~drums

Don DiNicola:
guitar~bass~ukulele

Michael Garrett Steele:
vocals

Jean Gay:
cello

Steven Moore:
clarinet

Additional vocals:
Eliza Crowe
Jay Crowe
Caroline Rose
Lucia Rose

Production/mixing/mastering
Marjorie Halloran
Don DiNicola
Thomas Avery

©2015 Marjorie Halloran Music (ASCAP)

All music and lyrics by Marjorie Halloran, except "The Meadow" ©2014 by Marjorie Halloran and M. Garrett Steele

Photography by NMC Images
Cover/graphic design by Dilvahn Designs

www.marjoriehalloran.com
facebook.com/marjoriehalloran

So much gratitude to all the lovely people who helped make this happen! Thank you to Don, Mike, Jonathan, and the rest of the faculty at VCFA who taught me (almost!) everything I know. Thank you to my wonderful husband Steven, whose unending support and love kept me going, even when I was convinced I would never finish those !@#%ing demos on time, and who has been my biggest fan ever since the moment we met. <3 E> Thank you to my composer-in-crime Garrett, without whom I would not understand the True Power Of Friendship or why 5am is the best time to write lyrics. Thank you to my fellow VCFA students whom I adore, and will always remember fondly whenever I eat Cabot cheddar after a concert. Thank you to Rachel and Nicole, whose artistic abilities made me look good and my album look even better. Thank you to all the friends I’ve made along the way at HHS, LAUMC, UCD, SJSU, and WCC: you all have helped me be a better musician, and a better person. Thank you to Caroline, Lucia, Eliza, and Jay; I love you guys :D Thank you to my first and best supporter, grama Ruth (I miss you!), my sister Julia, and the rest of my wonderful family... and most importantly of all: thank you from the bottom of my heart to Sylvia and Mike, a.k.a. Mom and Dad, for sticking me on a piano bench as an infant and teaching me the unquestionable knowledge that music would be a part of me forever. I love you all. Vielen, vielen Dank! ~MH

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Marjorie Halloran Austin, Texas

Marjorie Halloran is a San Francisco Bay Area-based composer, singer, and songwriter.

She is the co-founder of the chorus at the Vermont College of Fine Arts in Montpelier, VT, where she received her MFA in composition with an emphasis in songwriting.
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Track Name: It's A Good Thing
I have this headache, it came on yesterday
I think I'll check my symptoms on the Internet
I think I probably have cancer in my brain
Or, even more likely, I'm going clinically insane
It's a good thing I have the hospital's number on speed dial
It's a good thing I worry so much

I have this feeling that no one likes me
I think my friends talk about me behind my back
I think I probably don't have any friends at all
I bet they don't like me because I am too tall
It's a good thing I'm an introvert anyway
It's a good thing I worry so much

I flew on this airplane all the way to Europe
The flight was uncomfortable, there was lots of turbulence
I think I have a magic power in my mind
The more I worry, the better the plane flies
It's a good thing I kept that plane in the air
It's a good thing I worry so much

I have this thing called an anxiety disorder
I think I got it sometime when I was young
I do lots of research so I'm always prepared
So if there's an emergency, I won't be scared
It's a good thing I am ready for anything
It's a good thing I worry so much

It's a good thing I worry so much!
Track Name: Making Peace with Montréal
You bought the wrong ticket, you missed the last train
You once saw a bus stop, but it's lost in the rain
As you stand on the corner of confused and alone
Excuse moi, s'il vous plaît, je veux rentrer á la maison,

And you go round and round in circles, and try to follow your feet.
You try to speak the language, but everyone you meet doesn't understand, doesn't comprehend,
Je veux parler anglais. Pouvez-vous maider? Je suis perdu.

And you've made no progress, you've gone nowhere,
You're a vagabond ghost, no one sees you at all,
And all you're trying to do now is make peace with Montréal

Its cloudy and windy, no one on the street,
A thin denim jacket provides insufficient heat.
You don't know where you're going and you don't know where you've been,
Ou est le boulevard Saint Laurent?

And you've made no progress, you've gone nowhere,
You're a vagabond ghost, no one sees you at all,
And all you're trying to do now is make peace with Montréal

Your patience is short, but the buildings are tall.
The faster you skate, the harder you fall.
Stroke and glide, it's not raining inside...

The only solution is try to find cheer.
Discover some culture as long as you're here.
Sweet home California is waiting for you,
But for now, just relax, and enjoy the view
Of Montréal
Track Name: Not Mine
I come in, 8am, Cheerios and milk again
Pack the bag, don’t forget, why aren’t you dressed yet?
Put your toys away, we’ve lots to do today

Ballet shoes, violin, sunblock to protect your skin
Spanish class, swimming too, activity is good for you
Hurry up, don’t be late, gotta get to that playdate
Take a breath, count to 10, tomorrow do it all again

I’m just a chauffeur, just a gofer, running here and there and everywhere
This job has a level of stress to which none can compare
I work so hard and invest all this time
And at the end of the day, they’re not mine
They’re not mine

12 o’clock, PBJ, same thing you have every day
Yell and cry, moan and whine, you must be hungry sometime
Broccoli is good, please just eat some food

Naptime now, afternoon, I really hope you’re tired soon
Piles of dishes in the sink, I’m so sick of the color pink
Chill out now, stop that fight, it’s not okay to hit or bite
This means a time out for you, and maybe I can take one too

I’m just a chauffeur, just a gofer, running here and there and everywhere
This job has a level of stress to which none can compare
I work so hard and invest all this time
And at the end of the day, they’re not mine
They’re not mine

It wouldn’t be fair of me to say I’d have it any other way
It’s a sacrifice, true, but I love what I do

Running on empty, mood is low, I try so hard not to let it show
Back is sore, eyes are red, I wish that I could call in dead
Hugs and kisses, jokes and fun, come on, let’s play in the sun
These tender souls look up to me and they bring out the best in me


I’m just a chauffeur, just a gofer, running here and there and everywhere
This job has a level of joy to which none can compare
I work so hard and invest all this time
And at the end of the day, they’re not mine
They’re not mine
Track Name: Everybody Loves to Dance
Sitting alone in the corner of the room, watching the others pass by,
They move to the rhythm with grace and precision, she watches with tear-filled eyes,
They think they're cool, but she knows they're fools, if she decides to give it a try,
The room spins and spins, everything's a blur,
Everybody loves to dance, except for her.

When she was younger, she sometimes would wonder what it was like to grow up,
To feel satisfaction that comes with attraction, the "good things" they always speak of.
To her amazement, she found that her days spent mooning over some Hollywood star
Could never predict what would occur,
Everybody loves to dance, except for her.

All these terrible bands, sticky floors, sweaty hands, and the music that's much too loud,
One friend is good, two if you're in the mood, but anything more is a crowd.
It's not like she planned it, to be so demanding, her business is only her own.
All the kids do it, so what's the harm to it?
Everybody loves to dance, except for her.

"Look at what you're miss-ing!" They shout,
"You'll never get anywhere 'til you figure it out."
Despite her insistence night and day, no one believes that she's honestly okay this way.

The years pass by, and she heaves a heavy sigh, and marvels how everything's changed.
She remarks with amusement (though there's been improvement), she still feels so strange.
By now, she's used to the things she must do so nobody'd ever complain,
She'll always feel odd behind her façade.
Everybody loves to dance, except for her.
Track Name: Marjorie Halloran feat. Thomas Avery - Sweet Dreams
Lying in the bedroom, I'm the only one awake,
Boy, you know I have my routine,
Trying to be patient and wait my turn,
Hoping you'll give me what I need

Sweet dreams, time to say goodnight,
I shouldn't love it, ooh, but I crave it,
Sweet dreams, turn out the light
And I fill my head with thoughts of you

You can be my hobby, let me be yours too
It won't mean anything at all
Let them think what they want, I'll be your dirty little secret
You can be the one I call to say

Sweet dreams, time to say goodnight,
I shouldn't love it, ooh, but I crave it,
Sweet dreams, turn out the light
And I fill my head with thoughts of you

Ooh, you wrap your arm around me, I bite the lip you want to kiss,
And just between you and me baby: I'm addicted to this,
But I can't help thinking what happens when I close my eyes?

Sweet dreams, time to say goodnight,
I shouldn't love it, ooh, but I crave it,
Sweet dreams, turn out the light
And I fill my head with thoughts of you

Fill my head with thoughts of you
Track Name: Dangerous Game
You don't know I've been up all night waiting patiently for you to come home,
You don't know I've been watching the window, obsessively checking my phone,
You don't know that I saw your plan, the event on the calendar called "mystery"
You don't know that I saw your e-mail, next time clear your browser history!

Boy, you're playing a dangerous game,
The way that you smirk, the way that you speak her name.
You smell like peaches and there's a purple stain on your shirt,
And it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt.
Your story's a lie and your alibi's thin,
Well baby, I wrote the book, I know the rules of this dangerous, dangerous game...
And I'm gonna win!

You don't know I've known her for years, we were best friends in junior high,
You don't know that I've had some questions, and carefully caught her reply,
You don't know that I drove your car, I noticed your map and your recent trips,
You don't know that I have my secrets, If you're not nice, one may slip...

Boy, you're playing a dangerous game,
The way that you smirk, the way that you speak her name.
You smell like peaches and there's a purple stain on your shirt,
And it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt.
Your story's a lie and your alibi's thin,
Well baby, I wrote the book, I know the rules of this dangerous, dangerous game...
And I'm gonna win!

Well I know there's another woman out there,
I can picture you caressing her, running your hands through her hair.
I know where you're going and I know where you've been,
And it's finally time for the real fun to begin!

You should know by now that it's too late, when you're lying there on the ground,
Nothing personal but I just hate keeping untrustworthy people around,
You should know that you failed completely, you had your chance and you blew it, hard.
I called your girlfriend, she'll be over quickly to escort you into the backyard.

Boy, you're playing a dangerous game,
I warned you, time and time again,
I didn't expect that you would shatter my heart,
But we both agreed "til death do us part"
Your body is cold and you've paid for your sin,
Well baby, I told you so, I know the rules of this dangerous, dangerous game...
And I'm gonna win!
Track Name: Pleas (The Basketball Song)
I wake up every morning and I hit my head on the ceiling right above my lofted bed,
I jump into the shower and I shouldn't care, but it seems that once again I cannot wash my hair,
I'm walking to the bus stop and I have to look out because the stop signs are everywhere,
A few too many hits to the head as a teen, but the scars are underneath my hair,
But it's okay, It happens every day,

So please ignore me, and walk right on by,
Please, you really don't need to comment at all,
Please respect me, and give me some space,
And please don't ask me if I play basketball!

"Cause I don't, not at all!

I'm going through the lunch line, at the buffet, but I can't reach the food, the sneeze shield's in my way,
I'm looking for a table, maybe I'll sit here, but first I bash my head on the chandelier,
Riding home on the subway and I want to sit down, but my legs will take up two seats,
It's probably the reason why I get so many stares, from every single person I meet,
It's no big deal, they don't know how I feel,

So please ignore me, and walk right on by,
Please, you really don't need to comment at all,
Please respect me, and give me some space,
And please don't ask me if I play basketball!

It's the card I I've been dealt, and I've been dealing with it since,
Since nineteen eighty five, it's been the path of most resistance,
You people look at me like I'm a freak in a circus show,
And you have to tell me that I'm tall, 'cause I sure as hell don't already know!

The cocktail party's coming and I want a new dress, so I go down to the local store,
I try on everything and the room is a mess, guess I'll be rockin' tea length like it's nineteen ninety four,
I'll be girly and wear makeup and I'll get some new shoes, to feel like Cinderella at the ball,
But the salesperson says the same thing every freaking time, even the mens' sizes are too small,
I'm so over it, This is such bull!

So please ignore me, and walk right on by,
Please, you really don't need to comment at all,
Please respect me, and give me some space,
And please don't ask me if I play basketball!

'Cause I don't! Not at all,
I know you think I do 'cause I'm tall,
Well guess what, it turns out
There is absolutely no correlation
Between height and athletic ability
It takes skills, like coordination and talent and agility
None of which I possess, so would you please just leave me alone?
Seriously,
Please don't ask me if I play basketball!
Track Name: Swallow it Down
"Take a chill pill," that's what they say,
Close your eyes, swallow it down,
A sip of water will make it okay,
Hold your breath, swallow it down,

Swallow your pain, swallow your fears,
Swallow your laughter, swallow your tears,
Keep it hidden away so nobody knows,
What would they say? Don't let it show,
Just swallow it down

If it's not working, they'll give you some more,
Don't get upset, just swallow it down,
Throw the empty bottles onto the floor,
It's time for your cocktail, swallow it down,

Submerge yourself when you swallow it down,
Keep to the middle so you don't drown,
The answer to life is hidden away
In a little pink tablet twice a day,
So swallow it down

It doesn't matter if you wake up wishing you just want it all to stop, However you feel, ecstatic or blue, there's a solution for people like you.

Need a reaction? Just fake a smile,
Swallow it down and in a little while
The bad times are muted, good ones too,
Neutral expression, don't let it get to you.

You're trapped inside within your own mind,
Swallow it down to help you unwind,
The sooner the better, don't let them see
The person you're trying hard not to be,

You keep wondering, when will it end?
When can you stop playing pretend?
A chemical slave, hope no one can tell,
You're suffering through your own personal hell,
So swallow it down
Swallow it down
Swal-low it down
Track Name: Frozen Bubbles
Fleeting moments born before your eyes begin clear, then turn opaque
Like frozen bubbles on a February night, they collapse, shatter, and break

Hold on to these moments before they're gone,
They may never pass by again
Sometimes the best parts of life
Feel like they're over before they begin
Feel like they're over before they begin

A boy and a girl, friendship like fire that blazes for a short while
Together kindred spirits immediately, but separated by miles

Hold on to these moments before they're gone,
They may never pass by again
Sometimes the best parts of life
Feel like they're over before they begin
Feel like they're over before they begin

Flirting with disaster and living in the past can be tempting
Head and heart don't agree, trying to break free
Cute and awkward combining

Stay up 'til five A-M, watch the bubbles break, and pack up all of your things
The road home can be littered with consequence, so love each journey it brings

Hold on to these moments before they're gone,
They may never pass by again
Sometimes the best parts of life
Feel like they're over before they begin
Feel like they're over before they begin
Track Name: A Little Gust of Wind
A little gust of wind, when you're standing on the precipice
A little gust of wind can push you into the abyss

A little extra salt to pour onto your sandwich
A little extra salt to rub into the wound

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on
'Til the wind subsides

They'll kick you when you're down, knock the wind right out of you
They'll kick you when you're down and they'll take your wallet and run

The bad things come in threes, and fours, and fives, and sixes
The bad things come in droves and they'll try to steal your soul

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on
'Til the wind subsides

Look into my eyes and see the light
I'll be a guiding star so you don't have to lose your way
Take my hand and hold on tight
I'll be an anchor to keep you from blowing away

It's gonna be okay, maybe not tomorrow
But there will be a day when this too shall pass

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on
'Til the wind subsides
Track Name: The Meadow
I'm standing watch while my friend's all alone in the meadow
Don't come this way, there is nothing to see in the meadow
It's been a long week, we're all carrying steam
That we need to blow off, if you know what I mean
It's not what it seems, but it's exactly what it seems in the meadow
In the meadow

I feel kind of bad but it's not like I'd help in the meadow
He's got to work this thing out by himself in the meadow
This purple-haired girl got him bothered and hot
Lucky for me that I'm out of earshot
But I can make sure that he doesn't get caught in the meadow
In the meadow

Why isn't he done yet?
What's taking so long?
I'm just watching the shooting stars go by
This is boring
Wait! I think I hear rustling
Here he comes, zipping up his fly

The insects destroyed him, he's covered with welts in the meadow
He still gives a smile as he buckles his belt in the meadow
To be perfectly clear I'm not sure how I feel
It's nice to be certain our friendship is real
But I can't help but think I was the second wheel in the meadow
In the meadow

In the meadow
In the meadow
Track Name: Another You
I had the dream again
You know, the one I always have
Where you come running back to me,
Saying “take me back, pretty please”
And I know I shouldn’t, but I always do

It always ends the same:
I wake up, and realize what’s real
That we haven’t talked in years
And my eyes are still full of tears
‘Cause I know I’ll never find another you

Another you, another you
I know I’ll never find another you

You always ask forgiveness of me
I should just walk away
Let my silence cause you pain
Like the way you treated me the same
And be always and forever done with you

But then I stop to think, “what if?”
Maybe this time you’ve changed
Maybe we could still be friends
Maybe it didn’t have to end
‘Cause I know I’ll never find another you

Another you, another you
I know I’ll never find another you

The friendship that we made
You then betrayed and it all fell through
I know I miss you, I know I hate you
But most of all, I hate that I miss you
Don’t know why things fell apart,
I don’t know why you broke my heart
But I know I’ll never find another you

I want to key your car
Alas, but it’s against the law
So I’ll do the next best thing
And I’ll slander you when I sing
And let everyone know who you really are:

A coward and a dick
Too scared to tell the truth
You just make me want to scream
So go ahead and take your sorry dream
And I’m glad I’ll never find another you

Another you, another you
I know I’ll never find another you

Another you, another you
I’m glad I’ll never find another you
Track Name: A Choral Gust of Wind
A little gust of wind, when you're standing on the precipice
A little gust of wind can push you into the abyss

A little extra salt to pour onto your sandwich
A little extra salt to rub into the wound

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on
'Til the wind subsides

They'll kick you when you're down, knock the wind right out of you
They'll kick you when you're down and they'll take your wallet and run

The bad things come in threes, and fours, and fives, and sixes
The bad things come in droves and they'll try to steal your soul

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on
'Til the wind subsides

Look into my eyes and see the light
I'll be a guiding star so you don't have to lose your way
Take my hand and hold on tight
I'll be an anchor to keep you from blowing away

It's gonna be okay, maybe not tomorrow
But there will be a day when this too shall pass

Keep your chin up, boy
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on
'Til the wind subsides

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