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New Mythologies

by Emily Zisman

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1.
Haunt 04:10
I haunt this house alone. Just me and my bones and my alcoholism and my dreams Just me and my needs ohh ohh oh I think of you all the time the only control I have is play and rewind and this house it sings your song back to me when nights are long Ohh Ohh Oh Catch me now while you can while your cameras are on catch me fast I am here But I can't stay long You catch me in the day but you never call my name and I can see you know I'm there but you are lonely and scared and it's all that I can do Just to reach you I haunt this house alone just me and my bones and my habitualism and my dreams just me and my needs ohh ohh oh And my needs and my needs and my needs....
2.
The king is in his counting house masturbating to his money dreaming of the women he will buy while I'm sitting at the kitchen table comforting his wife while she bemoans his impotence and tries not to cry The jester's in the brothel now leering at the ladies as they coyly lift their skirts above their knees they've all cut out their hearts and they keep them in a bucket which the madam hands back to them when they leave There is a place for love when it's not in the heart but there is a protocol that's more often about every man for himself than it is all for one, one for all not that that's all that's just all we've ever known Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohhhh Ohh I once met a man who was searching for himself in the beds of all the women that he met I thought that I could keep him when I took him for myself but I wasn't what he wanted and I wonder if he's found it yet and I want to climb the mountain too and I want to sit with God but I wasn't made in his image so I sink into the sod and the Goddess sighs and winks at me and says "That is not for you" but it pleases me, your company Cause I thought I'd lost you too Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohhhh Ohh I've read all the scriptures (read all the lines) studied every line searching for a story (searching for mine) that's mine There is a place for love when it's not in the heart but there is a protocol that's more often about every man for himself than it is all for one, one for all not that that's all that's just all we've ever known Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohhhh Oh
3.
Hope 03:15
I had a little wine and then I took a little time to tell you how I feel about you when you quickly looked away I knew you didn't feel the same though I thought that it was real But I've been wrong before thought I'd never see the porch side of the door and I've belonged before Now I'm waiting I'm just waiting for that feeling to repeat but I don't know which words to listen for or who's face I'm supposed to see But I know what I'm here for and I know what I'm supposed to do I just hope that you see it too I spend a lot of days just trying to make my way through the time I had to spend And when I found myself some joy I'd be discovered by a boy looking for some joy to bend his way But I've been down that way before It's never led me anywhere there's more so I tip my hat and say Now I am waiting I just wait to see some joy that you have made I wanna see what pumps your heart for you and how you spend your days But I know what I'm here for and I know what I'm supposed to do I just hope you know what that is for you
4.
There's a reason there are so many songs about whiskey Cause whiskey won't tell you "no" He'll show up he'll go up your spine without promise and leave your mind quiet without being cold They say "love is work" and that work, it takes two but all that I've seen of this job is he is always on call there's no order too tall whiskey works better than you Whiskey works better than you babe whiskey works better than you he is always on call, there's no order too tall whiskey works better than you There's a timeless expression follow your passion that's rattled around in my mind but I don't need a lesson all that I'm asking is for something to lead me when passion goes blind and whiskey works better than you babe whiskey works better than you He is always on call there's no order too tall whiskey works better than you It's not a perfect system but it's a timeless tradition sung by men about women and women about fools he works overtime and he's worth every dime whiskey works better than you whiskey works better than you babe whiskey works better than you He is always on call there's no order too tall whiskey works better than you.
5.
I am One Alone I am One of Many Hot eyes Carving stone Just in case You've come to take me I've been busy carrying weight the weight of it all the grief and the hate Chorus: I've called you here to take defeat into my own hands If my death be the only refuge from the siege of man It will be me It will be me I will take accountability I will use you to set me free Turn the mirror on me Turn the mirror on me This tomb a calcified womb was not my choice but my sovereign duty They come swinging shields thinking they'll steal what I'm freely giving I've only ever longed to live in the world you've buried me under But your immortal tales still speak my name and so I'll live forever.... Bridge: Don't look at me Don't look at me See me See me See me Chorus: I've called you here to take defeat into my own hands If my death be the only peace from the hand of man It will be me It will be me I will take responsibility I will use you to set me free I will use you to set me free I will use you to set me free Turn the mirror on me Turn the mirror on me Turn the mirror on me Don't look at me Turn the mirror on me Don't look at me
6.
LYRICS I've been tryin' for days, for weeks, for months, for years Just to leave this town Just to leave this town There's somethin' in the water, in the air, in the grass, in the ground Keepin' me around Keepin' me around And he's promised me nothin' I can't get anywhere else and the people just get colder every day He's selling his soul for a digital dustbowl and shanty towns under the highway This is how you leave California This is how you say goodbye This is how you leave California fill your gas tank with all those tears you thought you'd cry I've been tryin' for days, for weeks, for months, for years Just to leave this town Just to leave this town There's somethin' in the water, in the air, in the grass, in the ground Keepin' me around Keepin' me around Don't be fooled by his beauty, he will drain you dry and you'll realize that love is not enough Pardon your dance with the devil, cut yourself some slack Cause that comedown is gonna be rough oh that comedown is gonna be rough This is how you leave California This is how you say goodbye This is how you leave California fill your gas tank with all those tears you thought you'd cry This is how you leave California This is how you say goodbye This is how you leave California fill your gas tank with all those tears you thought you'd cry Oh, cause it's golden on the other side

about

I spent so much of my childhood looking for my place in the big ol world.

All I knew back then was that I was way way too much. I was too much curls, too much loud, too much energy, too much curious, too much knowing myself, too much need. I experienced a whole lot of cynicism, doubt, "whoa there little lady!" and "can't you just go look it up?" or "who do you think you are?", etc ad nauseam. I craved engagement, I longed for community, and I wanted to be loved for the expression of myself that I was at that moment. At any moment.

In any case, I internalized that it was my job to fix it. I needed to figure out what was wrong with me and make it better so that I would be accepted and finally get the connection, community, and engagement that I longed for. Because I wasn't getting any of that information from school. I was only told repeatedly that I was "too much" and to memorize my algebra equations.

What spoke to me, always, were songs. They seemed to hold these magic little nuggets of golden truths. I would obsess over the nuances of double entendres, internal rhyme schemes, and emotional flow. The lyrics were my scripture and the melodies were my spiritual guides.

I ended up choosing to study The Old Testament and New Testament and Greek Mythology because I recognized the themes of these beliefs in mainstream media, literature, and in my favorite songs. But I chose to approach them from my distance.

I loved this kind of "schooling" because it was the church of my choosing. I wasn't forced to learn a new belief that I didn't subscribe to. I wasn't being told how to think. I was choosing what resonated with me through the lens of lyricism, and I wanted to follow THAT path into the deep, dark woods.

New Mythologies is my contribution to a possible way of being. These are my stories. They aren't scripture, so I'm not going to call them "the Book of Zisman" or anything, but I am sharing them here in case they resonate with anyone who thinks like me or was maybe told that they were too much, or too little, or too....anything.

Thanks for listening to my New Mythologies.

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released February 17, 2023

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Emily Zisman San Francisco

Emily Zisman is a talented singer songwriter born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area. Since picking up the guitar at the tender age of eight Emily’s musical journey has taken her all over the world. She has graced the stages up and down both sides of the United States and has performed internationally at festivals in Europe. ... more

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