Golden Age

by Eddie Japan

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about

Sitting in a green-room wearing a velvet jacket so radiant that it makes the lightbulb jealous, David Santos makes a beat-up chair at the Iron Horse Music Hall glisten like a Persian chaise lounge at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum. Such is the effect that the co-lead singer and principle songwriter of Eddie Japan has on the rock and roll song.

It’s a contagious attitude of doing it up, and doing it up right that you can hear in the carnival swirls of ultra-melodic pop, latin-flavored bravado and cinematic ‘70s UK rock (the kind that a young Morrissey picked-up on) lingering in the air of Eddie Japan’s debut full-length "Golden Age" (to be released July 18). It’s a snarl that sticks in the opening missive of “E Cabaret /When the Morning Comes,” where Santos chides us that “the couch is no substitute/ for a bit of champagne and a tailored suit”—the imperative lodged in the pulse supplied by Chuck Ferreira (drums) and Charles Membrino (bass). Eddie Japan want you to get off your asses and party. Because after all, if you are going to get up on stage with an eight-piece band, you might as well look good and more to the point, feel good doing it.

That was Eddie Japan’s motto as they marched across five-years as one of the Northeast’s most acclaimed bands (accolades include a Boston Music Award, a crown in the prestigious Boston Rock & Roll Rumble (whose previous winners include ‘Til Tuesday and the Dresden Dolls), their 2015 single “Albert” appearing in Rock Band 4, a tour with Martha Davis and the Motels, and stages shared with The Fixx, Midge Ure, Will Dailey, Ruby Rose Fox, Kingsley Flood, Air Traffic Controller, Mean Creek, Jenee Halstead plus many more) towards their highly anticipated debut full-length album, "Golden Age," recorded in Boston with Benny Grotto (Mad Oak Studios) and Sean McLaughlin (37' Productions) and co-produced by the The Cars keyboardist Greg Hawkes.

According to Santos, the “Golden Age” of the album’s namesake exists “between the reality of day and the fantasy and romanticism of night”--two sides of a coin providing a font of inspiration to the dandy and dignified vocalist, who now in his forties finds himself for once relishing a clear outlook on life (and wanting to enjoy the hell out of it).

“It seems to me that we're not as deliberate about our nightlife in this day and age. The romantic aspects of night have disappeared in lots of ways; like when you hear people say ‘Netflix and chill’ or ‘I hate staying out late!’ So ‘Golden Age’ refers to a time when night seemed to mean a lot more.”

And so with this departure point, Eddie Japan gets you dressed up and takes you out on the town. The feeling is there in the brooding top-down cruise through the city center in “1 a.m.” (also the first video from the album). The feeling is also there in the arms-in-the-air exaltation that can be heard in the vintage Bronx, mariachi-meets-disco vibes of “Hit the Floor” (essential trumpet lines throughout the album provided by Eric Ortiz). It’s there again in the sun-coming-up resignation felt in the resplendent beauty of the Bowie-tinged ballad “The End of Everything” (complete with Ronson-esque guitar acrobatics from six-stringers Eric Brosius (Tribe) and Bart LoPiccolo)--all of this punctuated by incredibly hook-laden piano parts (some very reminiscent of the Cars) layered throughout the album by Aaron Rosenthal.

“To have the man who basically invented the new-wave keyboard sound in the studio with us was obviously inspiring,” says the Eddie Japan keyboardist. “Greg challenged me to consider different sounds and play things differently. Even if he hadn't said a word, just having him in the room, you can't help but think ‘what would Greg Hawkes do with this?’”

Finally, there is also a feeling of the new morning dawning, which brings with it of course a longing to do it all over again. In “Out of My Skin” co-lead vocalist Emily Drohan sings “All I want is to live this life/In the clothes I wore last night.” The expansion of Drohan’s role from backing-vocalist to co-lead singer creates the perfect foil for Santos—providing more push and pull within the performances. “We have this totally effortless blend between our voices that just makes everything so easy,” says Drohan. “David is such a dynamic performer, it's contagious. It's impossible not to get caught up in his enthusiasm on stage, and it just makes every show so much fun.”

With a reminder that we aren’t getting off easy with the album’s central metaphor, Santos nudges us that the ‘Golden Age’ also refers to feelings that one's best days have already past, but that they can be revived with new effort, or a new outlook. “There's so much to be gained embracing of the friction, or spark of life; between the happiness and sadness of existence,” says Santos. “Make your own ‘Golden Age.’ This album is a call for people to get up and get down!”

-- Jonathan Donaldson

credits

released July 18, 2017

Words and music by David Santos
Track 1 by Aaron Rosenthal
Arrangements by Eddie Japan

Executive Producer - Alex Rigopulos
Produced by Greg Hawkes and Benny Grotto

Recorded and mixed by Benny Grotto at Mad Oak Studios, Allston, MA
Vocals for tracks, 2, 4, 5 & 7 recorded by Sean McLaughlin at 37’ Productions, Rockland, MA
Track 8 recorded and mixed by Eric Brosius at ‘A Secret Location,’ Arlington, MA
Additional recording by Eric Brosius at ‘A Secret Location,’ Arlington, MA
Mastered by Pete Weiss at Verdant Studio, Athens, VT

Eddie Japan:
Eric Brosius - guitars
Emily Drohan - lead & backing vocals
Chuck Ferreira - drums & percussion
Bart LoPiccolo - guitars
Charles Membrino - bass
Eric Ortiz - trumpet, flugelhorn & trombone
Aaron Rosenthal - piano & keyboards
David Santos - lead & backing vocals

with:
Morgan Llorens - backing vocals on track 8
Paul Ahlstrand - saxophone on track 10

and
The Golden Strings - Clara Kebabian, Joanna Ostrander, Jonah Sacks & Eva Walsh
String arrangements by David Trenholm

Design by Nicole Small
Band photo by Chuck Losey of C3L Photography

Immense gratitude to Greg Hawkes, Alex Rigopulos, Benny Grotto, Sean McLaughlin, Pete Weiss, Alyssa Spector at PledgeMusic, Nicole Small, Chuck Losey, Joshua Pickering, William Smyth, and Paul Tierney

Special thanks to Pledgers Charlene King Ferreira, Bronson Goddard, Tony Lorenzen, Jill Belastock, Joe LoPiccolo, Christine Aubrey, and Coldwell Banker Upton-Massamont REALTORS®

Kisses and champagne to Terri Brosius, Maddy Brosius, Matt Drohan, Natasha Ruggeri-Koret, Karin Elliot, Ana Maria Quintana, Mai Motobuchi Rosenthal, Ella Sakura Rosenthal, Serena Haru Rosenthal, Jody Santos, August Santos, and Cindy Mullins.

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Track Name: E-Cabaret / When the Morning Comes
Eschew your obligations
Screw the ramifications
Don’t fall for an early bed
Sooner or later you might be dead
What good is responsibility
if you can’t shirk it occasionally?
Tell the boss to get bent
you’ll find some way to pay the rent

Put down the tablet, the remote and the phone
Come hear the music play
Come hear the music play

The night ‘aint what it used to be
we’ve sold it out entirely
The couch is no substitute
for a bit of champagne and a tailored suit
Who cares what the next day holds
you’ll learn as it all unfolds
The night sparkles like a gem
Your life looks very different at 3am

C’mon, now people stop messing around
Don’t let your life slip away
C’mon, now people stop messing around
Don’t let your life slip away

Oh life is a horror show
but it doesn’t have to be quite so
Stop, with all those plans
Oh, come on now
and take my hand
Oh life is a horror show
but it doesn’t have to be quite so
Stop, don’t behave
O c’mon now get a bit depraved

It’s 5 am
and I’m creeping in
after another show
Where it all leads
and where it might end
well it’s hard to know
High on self deception
in love with my reflection
denial is the sweetest drug
As night gives way
to the longest day
Oh, I still have a pretty good time

Where will I be
oh, when the morning comes
Where will I be
oh, when the morning comes

Middle-age lover
meet under me under the covers
It’s never been so sweet
But still I’m conflicted
because it’s age restricted
so we’re oh so discreet
All this desire
is like wildfire
don’t want to put it out
I maintain
that all is pain
But I still have a pretty good time

Where will I be
oh, when the morning comes
Where will I be
oh, when the morning comes
Track Name: Army Life
You know I never really wanted a job
that’s why you’ll still find me here
Instead of working at the 9 to 5
Adventure is my career

I do more before 3 a.m.
than most people do all day
A pint of sweat saves a gallon of tears
and be all that I can be

At night I go to war
against a tired indie scene
Breaking hearts and taking names
A tuxedoed killing machine

I want to live my entire life
like a soldier on weekend leave
Spend my money on foolish things
and wake up with Genevieve

The quiet civilian life
is not the life for me
I’ll be storming foreign lands
While you watch it all on TV

I got the guts got the discipline
got a manifest destiny
I got the uniform I got the boys (and girl!)
I’ll die for this country

Remember me remember me remember me
I’m going down
Remember me remember me remember me
I’m going down
I’m going down down down
I’m going down down down
I’m going down down down
I’m going down down down
Track Name: The End of Everything
I cry to the darkest angel, oh she knows me well
and I’ve wandered into my own private circle of hell
Will the sun come up tomorrow?
Will the moon rise?
I don’t know

I’ve walked away from everything I’ve ever known
for the tantalizing scene of a man alone
But the future is a desert
and happiness
just a mirage

Is this the end
Is this the end
Is it the end of everything?

Led astray again by that same ennui
emboldened by a most persistent vanity
A flash of false promises
A siren call
from the rocks

Standards are so high for a spirit so low
In the blackest spring where nothing good can grow
The crocus has been blown out
I’m lost
in the flood

Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end of everything?
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end of everything?

Love
will it see me through
don’t know what to do
with all this desire
Love
did we waste the years?
I’ve captured all my tears
I want to give them all to you

Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end of everything?
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end of everything?
Track Name: Out of My Skin
Life is its own reward
We are racing toward the sun tonight
Time sweeps it all away
So I live only for today

I exist out of frame
between the days and the pain
and the ecstasy
Jet setter jet lagged
I run myself ragged
it’s a wild spree

Sometimes I feel like I’m jumping
out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like I’m jumping
out of my skin
Life is for the living
and it’s finally starting to sink in
Sometimes I feel like I’m jumping
out of my skin…
out of my skin

Tears running down my face
Soon they’ll be replaced by rays of light
Night, it will be danced away
And on in such a strange display

of good and bad choices
and conflicting voices
the yin and yang
I shrink from convention
I live for the tension
the sturm und drang!

Sometimes I feel like I’m jumping
out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like I’m jumping
out of my skin
Life is for the living
and it’s finally starting to sink in
Sometimes I feel like I’m jumping
out of my skin

All I want
is to live this life
in the clothes
I wore last night
All I want
is to live this life
in the clothes
I wore last night
Track Name: When Things Fall Apart
When things fall apart
I will come from the night like a dove
When the shadow descends
I will crawl for your love
When things fall apart
and passions are hot to betray
When the Gangman waves
these are dangerous days

Love, whatever happens I know
I won’t let go
of your hand
Oh, my love
Whatever happens I know
I won’t let go
of your hand
Come hell or sorrow
if there’s no tomorrow
Oh, my love

When things fall apart
and the heart of the world still won’t break
I will come to your bed
I will kiss you awake
When things fall apart
and we wander like children in vain
Under bloodthirsty skies
and our better angels in chains

Love, whatever happens I know
I won’t let go
of your hand
Oh, my love
Whatever happens I know
I won’t let go
of your hand
Come hell or sorrow
if there’s no tomorrow
Oh, my love

When things fall apart
when things fall apart…

My revenge on the world is you and me
When I’m wrapped in your arms I’m safe from all injury

Love, whatever happens I know
I won’t let go
of your hand
Oh, my love
Whatever happens I know
I won’t let go
of your hand
Come hell or sorrow
if there’s no tomorrow
Oh, my love
Track Name: Hit the Floor
Stranded in suburbia
for 25 odd years
and all the things you used to do
come back on a wave of tears
but there’s a Hacienda out there somewhere
or a Studio 54
sometimes it’s very necessary...

To hit the floor, floor, floor, floor...

Captive to the ordinary
for longer than you care
you played by all those sacred rules
but now it doesn’t really seem fair
That he left you there at midlife
He walked right out the door
Ignore time’s hand
and make your stand...

And hit the floor, floor, floor, floor...

The night hasn’t meant
what it used to mean
for so long - for so long

Stranded in suburbia
for 25 odd years
and all the things you used to do
come back on a wave of tears
but there’s a Hacienda out there somewhere
or a Studio 54
sometimes it’s very necessary...

To hit the floor, floor, floor, floor...

The night hasn’t meant
what it used to mean
for so long - for so long...
Track Name: 1 A.M.
It's getting late
but I don't want to know
It's one in the morning
but I'm ready to go
You can stay at home
and you can watch TV
or you can get in the car
and you can come with me

C'mon, Baby
don't you hesitate
When you look at me
I can hardly wait
All I want is eternity
the night, the moon
and your eyes
on me

My heart is racing
and this night I am chasing
Don't tell me, I don't want to know

My heart is racing
and this night I am chasing
Don't tell me, I don't want to know

Mi amor
tonight, my love, tonight
Mi amor
tonight, my love, tonight

It's getting late
it’s quarter to three
And I’m lit up
like a Christmas tree
Pretty soon
we’ll see the light
but I refuse
to say goodnight

My heart is racing
and this night I am chasing
Don't tell me, I don't want to know
My heart is racing
and this night I am chasing
Don't tell me, I don't want to know
Track Name: For You
Don’t hide
beneath the blankets of the day
Don’t slide
when night calls on you to play
Don’t tire
don’t give up
Don’t expire
don’t grow up
Please don’t fade away

Because you sparkle and you glimmer
Oh, you move me when you shimmer
You, my brightest star
Twenty years from now
Oh, don’t ask yourself how
How did life go so wrong?

If your mouth gets dry
I will fill your cup
If your lids get heavy
I will wake you up
Everything I do I do for you
If the day gets long
I will understand
If the night gets lonely
I will hold your hand
Everything I do I do for you

Everything
Everything
Everything I do I do for you
Everything
Everything
Everything I do I do for you

Everything
Everything
Everything I do I do for you
Everything
Everything
Everything I do I do for you
Everything
Everything
Everything I do I do for you
Everything
Everything
Everything I do I do for you

For you...
For you...
For you...
Track Name: Golden Age
Find out who you are
down at the hotel bar
A moment or a few
down at 4 Rue d'Anjou

With nothing on your mind
Frozen there in time
The light is slightly blue
sacrosanct and true

Kisses and champagne
the high life and the pain
You know it all so well
’til morning breaks the spell

But when the sun is new
it rises just for you
The nightingale still sings
and beats its tender wings

The night it falls
the day it breaks
Your tears they drop
Your heart it aches
But then you recall
you don’t regret a single day

In this Golden Age
In this Golden Age
In this Golden Age
In this Golden Age

You don’t have to try
to get it so right
When the day defeats
You look to the night

Aging dandy boys
and flapper girls, too
Snuff out your despair
like a smoke under your shoe

The night it falls
the day it breaks
Your tears they drop
Your heart it aches
But then you recall
you don’t regret a single day
The night it falls
the day it breaks
Your tears they drop
Your heart it aches
But then you recall
you don’t regret a single day

In this Golden Age
In this Golden Age
In this Golden Age
In this Golden Age

You don’t have to try
to get it so right
When the day defeats
Just look to the night

Aging dandy boys
and flapper girls, too
Snuff out your despair
this time belongs to you

The night it falls
the day it breaks
Your tears they drop
Your heart it aches
But then you recall
you don’t regret a single day
The night it falls
the day it breaks
Your tears they drop
Your heart it aches
But then you recall
you don’t regret a single day

In this Golden Age…