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More Tales of Mystery & Imagination from the Crypt of the Black Cat (Opus 4)

by Catnyp

Henderson K Shatner comes out of retirement to lead Catnyp, an unapologetically retro, fearlessly creative record in the shadows of McCartney, Bowie, Velvet Underground and others.
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1. Letter to America (Will of God)
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2. Wild Things Wandering
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3. Everything & Nothing (Slow Motion)
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4. Ojos Marrones Calientes
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5. Bluest Blue Eyes Do
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6. Death Mask of Ira Glass
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7. The Missoula Rag
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8. Prothero Road
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9. Irredemption Song
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10. South Ocean Boulevard
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11. Mar a Lago
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12. Record Shop Lullaby #1
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13. Record Shop Lullaby #2
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14. The Bleak Shore
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Catnyp
More Tales of Mystery & Imagination from The Crypt of The Black Cat (Opus 4)

www.catnyp.com

Written and recorded August 2017 – June 2018 at The Cat Shat Back and at Black National Recording Studios, Missoula, Montana, USA
Produced by Kevin Keohane with Chris Baumann
All songs written by Henderson K. Shatner except “The Missoula Rag” written & performed by Russ Parsons
Art: Amber Bushnell
CAT 3: Tapewyrm Records WYRM901
Copyright © (P) 2018 by Catnyp LLC. All Rights Reserved.
www. catnyp.com

Bluest Blue Eyes Do
A story about a girl I used to know
The one who told me far too much of everything
How her needs weren’t met; how she had no pet; how her world spun under-whelmed
Didn’t help much that I acted like Matt Helm
But that’s what the girls with the chocolate brown eyes do
That’s what they girls with the darkest brown eyes do
That’s what the girls with the deepest brown eyes do
A story about a girl I used to meet
The one who said, “Everything will be all right.”
She keyed my car, stayed all night at the bar, she took everything I earned
Then stood there smoking as the world around us burned
But that’s what the girls with the brightest blue eyes do
That’s what the girls with the bluest blue eyes do
Yes, that’s what the girls with the scary blue eyes do
There’s a story about a girl I used to see
A six foot tall Russian Amazon — and me
We didn’t cling too tight, we’d never ever fight, she’d even let me stay the night
Maybe that’s as happy as I’ll ever be?
‘Cos that’s what the girls with the grey & green eyes do
That’s what the girls with the sea foam green eyes do
That’s what the girls with the greenest green eyes do

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, piano, vocals
Drums – Joe Nickell

Death Mask of Ira Glass
I found some stories to tell
I sell them very well — with just a whistle & bell
Then passion fades to ash as Fate takes off her sash
Death Mask of Ira Glass
Oh yeah

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, vibraphone, shaker, organ, vocals
Saxophone – Phil Hamilton

Everything & Nothing (Slow Motion)
Sailors dance and chandeliers glimmer, reeling on in slow motion
And as the house lights get steadily dimmer, we all sense the commotion
Tablecloths laid; centerpieces centred; candles lit, chargers charged, all ready for the night
Kisses under stars and perfect moonlight, & at the end it all resolves and everything’s all right
Piling on the hopes and dreams and wishes for what never seems
To come alive for kith and ken (instead you play that role again)
Wait in vain for Valentines, raise a glass in toast each time
Wishing well to all good men (starts to take its toll again)
Rain and wind and sun and snow reveal all that we need to know
Yet all these things appeal to me, reveal to me everything & nothing
The ballroom fills as necklaces shimmer, champagne flows from its fountain
The plot reveals a sinister figure coming down from the mountain
But we were all wrong; she’s really a hero: Arriving in the nick of time to put things back to right
The villain’s gone; clock set to zero; and everyone is safe again (except for our hero)
Piling on the hopes and dreams and wishes for what never seems
To come alive for kith and ken (instead you play that role again)
We wait in vain for Valentines, raise a glass in toasts each time
Wishing well to all good men (starts to take its toll again)
Day and light and dark of night reveal all that we need to know
While all these things appeal to me, they reveal to me everything & nothing

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, vocals
Cello – Jessica Catron
Piano – Russ Parsons

Irredemption Song
Angie said “Just go away.”
But Nadia asked me to stay.
I couldn’t help myself; perhaps I never would
I never said my prayers out loud; sometimes I wished I could
But I won’t claim innocence in some redemption song
I’ve been playing far too loud for far too long
I wish that I could be like Peter Pan
‘Cos it seems like too much work to be a man
So many there to help me, so few would stay the course
I’ve ventured in the darkness but I never felt remorse
But I won’t claim innocence in some redemption song
I’ve been playing far too loud for far too long
Now everyone is gone yet I remain
In the company of fools here in my brain
I made the bed I lie in, take my punches on the chin
I cast my chart into the briny deep, then let the storm bellow, “Begin!”
I won’t offend your captive ear with some redemption song
I’ve been playing far too loud for far too long

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, vocals
Drums – Joe Nickell
Featuring The Catnypettes – Zoe Buck, Morghan Thomas, Sophie Thompson

Letter to America (Will of God)
All hail the Fat Man: an orange lunatic who’s barking like a mad dog, foaming at the mouth
All hail Fat Man: No disc, bits of RAM, with the tiny, itchy fingers of a hair-trigger Twitler
I need to tell you something, though you’ll never understand:
A snake’s own venom can paralyze its faith
If that seems peculiar, there’s no need to countermand
I’m afraid to say — you’ll get what’s coming to you
And you did it to yourself
& / No You can’t blame anyone
Let me tell you something else I hope you’ll understand:
If you poison the well, you’ll have nothing left to drink
You might not feel it yet — but you better stop to think
Did you just let them turn your fear into their wealth?
And you did it to yourself
You can’t blame anyone
Oh yeah

Henderson K. Shatner – drum program, bass, guitar, backing piano, vocals
Piano – Russ Parsons

Mar a Lago
There’s a vulgar little man with a comic orange tan standing on his portico
He’s staring at the sun
With that combover from hell that says all there is to tell about the state of his mind
There’s something left behind
Killing all the beauty left in you
I saw an unhinged lunatic who only knows carrot and stick leave his wife in the rain
So he wouldn’t miss his train
He’s so easily confused — tiny hands; tiny fuse — he must be bound to explode
Croaking like a toad
Killing all the beauty left in you
As the palms gently swing, all’s not well with the King
All the King’s asses & all the King’s mice
Who know the value of nothing
But all could quote the price
Killing all the beauty left in you

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, backing piano, laud, vocals
Cello – Jessica Catron
Drums – Joe Nickell
Piano – Russ Parsons
Featuring The Catnypettes – Zoe Buck, Morghan Thomas, Sophie Thompson

Ojos Marrones Calientes

Henderson K. Shatner – stuff
Featuring The Catnypettes – Zoe Buck, Morghan Thomas, Sophie Thompson

Prothero Road
First time round you caught out compressing lifetimes on a page
You made me drive all night, blew out my pilot light so I got blown right out the door
Next time round saw me peering in while you were standing by the shore
You set your jury rig, unleashed a demon pig so I lay broken on the waves
Can you please tell me the quickest way back home?
I’m bone tired and weary — but I can’t miss the fall of Rome
So take me back to Prothero Road
Then one time you met me late at night and you were naked in the rain
We danced up on the roof, then with a magic poof! You disappeared right down the drain
Two years out on a steaming moor we shivered in the Northern cold
Closed down the motorway with a shotgun, babe; we never did what we was told
Can you please tell me the quickest way back home?
I’m bone tired and weary — but I can’t miss the fall of Rome
So take me back to Prothero Road
Long time gone you brought me back to life, there you were standing by the stage
You stole my Theremin, went down on Sin-D Sin while I was dancing in my cage
But Oh My Dear there’s so much more to fear now that the Bogey Man is gone
Not underneath the bed, just living in my head or out there lurking in the dawn
Can you please tell me the quickest way back home?
I’m bone tired and weary — but I can’t miss the fall of Rome
So take me back to Prothero Road

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, vocals
Drums – Joe Nickell
Featuring The Catnypettes – Zoe Buck, Morghan Thomas, Sophie Thompson

Record Shop Lullaby #1
On Brighton Beach you know so well
Truly, Duly
One turn upon the carousel
I’ll always be there for you

You took off your dress
And I did the rest
I lost your address
It felt like a test

Henderson K. Shatner – piano, vocals

Record Shop Lullaby #2
Never fear the storm has past
Racing hearts cause heart attacks
Relax now
Relax now

Henderson K. Shatner – piano, vocals

South Ocean Boulevard

Henderson K. Shatner – guitar, laud, stuff

The Bleak Shore
When the Sea King’s away she lures them all to the bleak shore
And the cat’s always away so the mice can play all day on the bleak shore
A boy puts down his toy and turns East as the sun rises
Abandons all he loves and leaves those who he despises
And each abandoned dream plucks a stitch out of its seam
With the sadness of the executioner she despatches them all to the bleak shore
As they scramble on the reef for one last final fleeting glimpse of the bleak shore

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, vocals

The Missoula Rag
©(P) 2018 by Russ Parsons

Russ Parsons - organ

Wild Things Wandering
I stumbled to the edge where love dared to dance on your cheek
A hundred miles of elbow room under a haunting lilac sky
I’ll be searching for you for the rest of my life
You’ll be all right
I will be forever in your debt
You’re gonna be all right
If only they could see you now
A lonely moon hangs over a purple sea of fragility
To me it seems she always finds me watching
Her shadows striping across you
I’ll be all right
You’ll be forever in my debt
I’m gonna be all right
If only they could see me now
I’ll be with you, if you’ll be with me
Sitting side by side beneath the Jacaranda tree
Those birds in that bush aren’t like the ones in this tree
Watching the waves roll in across the wine dark sea
We’re gonna be all right
They’ll be forever in our debt
We’ll be all right
If only they could see us now

Henderson K. Shatner – bass, guitar, vocals
Drums – Joe Nickell

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Making Catnyp.

At the end of 2014 my wife and I relocated from London to Montana with our cat.
I’d pretty much retired from making music and sold off all of my studio gear and all but my most treasured instruments to help fund the transatlantic transition.
Two years later, the dog whistle became audible again.
So I kitted out a pretty simple home studio with a “less is more” philosophy; nothing very fancy. I got it all set up with a DAW and then looked at it for a few months.
I got the distinct impression the whole studio looked back at me with not a little pity.
I’d started stringing together some chord progressions on an acoustic guitar and then recorded a few half hearted tracks, mostly to remember how to use the software again.
I have to admit it had come a long way in a few short years.
I’d been listening a lot to “Ram” by Paul & Linda McCartney, and got a bit obsessed with “Ziggy Stardust.” They were both recorded around the same time.
There is a fearless creativity and production simplicity to both records.
I set out to record today’s equivalent of a 4-track recording.
I knew I wanted it to be pretty organic, stripped right back to essentials and not covering ground I’d covered before.
I wanted it to sound like a 1970s record.
I completed the songs in their entirety first before writing any lyrics or developing any melodic structures. I’d never done that before and it was actually both liberating (I didn’t have to worry about words and singing) and terrifying (until it came time to worry about words and singing). When the backing tracks came into focus it was intimidating to try to think up themes that were equal to the task of what I felt were some really solid backing tracks.
My plan to do it solo went out the window when Michael Woodman (Thumpermonkey) more or less insisted that I re-record the tracks with real drums and real instruments, not the drum machine and MIDI I’d been using.
Shackles off I now had a drummer, brought in a cello player, a pianist and formed a backing singer group from the local high school chorus.
So much for plans.
Chris Baumann at Black National recorded the drums and bass tracks.
I took them back to my studio and finished off the tracks, then went back to Chris at Black National to record the vocals.
I was still working on some of the vocal parts between takes.
In this day and age of song-orientation rather than albums, some of these tracks probably sound a little odd and lonely in isolation.
But in the context of an album, played in order – hit side A then refill your drink and flip it over to side B, and I think you’ve got a tidy little record to listen to.







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