LEFTOVER SALMON

1. Down in the Hollow

2. Mountain Top

3. Delta Queen

4. Lincoln at Nevada

5. Woody Guthrie

6. Fayetteville Line

7. Everything is Round

8. Whispering Waters

9. Last Days of Autumn

10. Just Keep Walkin’

11. Weary Traveler

Leftover Salmon is:

Drew Emmitt - Mandolin, Fiddle, Electric Guitar, Lead & Harmony Vocals

Greg Garrison - acoustic & Electric Bass, Lead & Harmony Vocals

Vince Herman - Acoustic & Nylon String Guitar, Lead & Harmony Vocals

Jose Martinez - Drums & Percussion

Bill McKay - Piano, Organ, Wurlitzer, Lead & Harmony Vocals

Noam Pikelny - Acoustic & Electric Banjos

Produced by Bill Payne

In the tradition of such legendary bands as the Grateful Dead, Phish and “newgrass” ground breakers New Grass Revival, Leftover Salmon blends rootsy rock and bluegrass instrumentation / vocals with innovative, “jam” - influenced arrangements - making them wildly popular on today’s jam band circuit.

Produced by Little Feat’s Bill Payne, Leftover Salmon is the band’s first studio album of new material in five years, and the same smooth, searing vocals, cutting-edge musicianship and genre-bending acoustic/electric music blend that fans clamor for in live performance.

Recorded April 18-29, 2003 at Colorado Sound, Westminster, CO

Engineered by James Tuttle.

Assistant Engineers: Tom Germain, Lorne Begitzer

Mixed by James Tuttle

Mastered by David Glasser, Airshow Mastering, Boulder, CO

All artwork by Erick Anderson / www.eafoto.com

Photos by Eric Abramson

Special Guests:

Bill Payne: Piano (Whispering Waters)

K.C. Groves: Harmony Vocals (Woody Guthrie)

Drew Emmitt uses Nugget Mandolins, Collings Mandolins, Rigel Mandolins, Ren Oates Instruments, Mesa Boogie and Rivera Amps, and Zata Fiddles.

Greg Garrison uses Lakland Basses and Aguilar Products.

Vince Harman uses Ultrasound Amps.

Noam Pikelny uses Nechville Banjos, GHS Banjo Strings, and Rane Products.

Leftover Salmon uses D’Addario Strings, Planet Waves Products, and EV Mics.

We want to extend our love and thanks to our families and friends for supporting us in this project and all of our other endeavors.

Special thanks to Bill Payne, James Tuttle, John Joy, Stand Strickland, Chris Harris, and the LoS crew for making this project happen.

LoS Records ©2004 LoS Records. All rights reserved. Unauthorized duplication prohibited by law

1. Down In The Hollow

Written by: Drew Emmitt - Hurt Leg Music, (BMI), admin. By Bug

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Way down in the hollow

Where the Wild Redtails fly

And the oaks and they sycamores

Reach up to the sky

And the old river winds

Clear out of sight

Back to a time

On a cold southern night

Way up in the hills

In the woods dark and deep

Where the light and the shadows silently creep

And the owl and the whippoorwill

Call out through the mist

In the glow of the moonlight and the will of the wisp

If I could return

To the days of my youth

Ant the time that i spent in these Tennessee woods

Seems like just yesterday b

But it was so long ago

How the time slips away

So much more than we know

Repeat 1st verse

Drew: Vocal, Mandolin

Greg: Acoustic Bass

Vince: Rhythm Guitar

Jose: Drums

Bill: Piano, Organ

Noam: Banjo, Lead Guitar

2. Mountain Top

Written by: Vince Herman- Hermdog Music, (BMI), admin. By Bug

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

I’ve been livin’ on a mountain top

With too much ice and snow

And a wild wind that just won’t stop

But I won’t live down below

When buildings reach up to the sky

There’s a big old part of me that dies

When confusion, it just won’t stop

Take me back to my Mountain Top

Chorus:

Take me back to my mountain top

Where time it moves real slow

There’s no tickin’ of the clock

And nowhere you gotta go

On the fiddle and the bow

Where I want just what I got

Take me back to my mountain top

I’ve lived down there in town

In the valley far below

Everybody runnin’ round

Lord I wonder where they go

I couldn’t find a reason why

To live that fast until you die

I packed it up and turned around

Took it back to that mountain town

Chorus

I’ve seen the other side

And I’ve kept my eyes open wide

But I never liked just what I’d found

Down in that crazy frantic town

When time moves a bit too fast

You got to hold to something that can last

Where the old times aren’t forgot

Take me back to my mountain top

Chorus

Vince: Lead Vocal, Guitar

Drew: Fiddle, Mandolin, Harmony Vocal

Greg: Electric Bass

Jose: Drums

Bill: Organ

Noam: Banjo

3. Delta Queen

Written by: Drew Emmitt- Hurt Leg Music, (BMI), admin. by Bug

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Take a ride on a riverboat queen

All the way down to New Orleans

Take a trip across the Ponchartrain

In the misty morning rain

Chorus:

Down in New Orleans

Riding on the Delta Queen (x2)

Take a walk round the quarter at night

The Zydeco playing till the morning light.

Hard to believe in just what you see

How it feels when you’re living free

Chorus

And there just ain’t no denying

That there’s something going on

Still you get to keep on trying

Till the break of dawn

Went to the Mardis Gras in New Orleans

Strangest thing that you’ve ever seen

Nothing like it in the whole wide land

Some folks they just can’t understand

Take a ride on a riverboat queen

All the way down to New Orleans

Take a trip across the Ponchartrain

In the misty morning rain

Chorus (x2)

Drew: Lead & Harmony Vocals, Electric Guitar

Greg: Electric Bass

Vince: Acoustic Guitar, Harmony Vocal

Jose: Drums, Percussion

Bill: Piano, Organ

Noam: Electric Banjo

4. Lincoln At Nevada

Written by: Noam Pikelny- Noam Tunes, (BMI)

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Instrumental

Noam: Banjos, Lead Guitar

Drew: Mandolin

Greg: Acoustic Bass

Vince: Rhythm Guitar

Jose: Drums, Percussion

Bill: Piano

5. Woody Guthrie

Written by: Vince Herman- Hermdog Music, (BMI), admin. by Bug

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Hey Woody Guthrie I wish that you could see

How the highways have rolled by our doors

Internet highways, subways, and skyways

But nobody’s hitching no more

When you were ramblin, hard times and gambling

With miners and migrants of old

You walked the line, you spoke your mind

Telling stories that had to be told

Chorus:

Hey Woody Guthrie where are you

We could sure use you once more

Hey Woody Guthrie where are you

The big dogs are back at the door

The pastures of plenty they're not seen by many

No faces appear at the door

The fields are all empty in these pastures of money

Cause farms don't need people no more

Somehow machines have stolen our dreams

And genetics are the new golden door

But the drops that we’re breeding, are they for feeding

A corporation or the poor

Chorus

Now there’s a whole generation, that’s got no sensation

Of feeling a part of it all

No sense of the land, and the advertising man

Has got brand new logos for all

There can be no denying, that the farm fields are dying

Out here on suburbia’s door

Seems it’s taken our soul, and we’re losing control

Hey Woody we need you once more

Chorus

Vince: Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar

Drew: Mandolin, Harmony Vocal

Greg: Acoustic Bass

Jose: Drums, Percussion

Bill: Piano

Noam: Banjo

KC Groves: Harmony Vocal

6. Fayetteville Line

Written by: Greg Garrison- ggkudra music, (BMI)

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Take me back to that Fayetteville Line (3x)

Laughing, picking, and feeling fine

Won’t you take me back to that Fayetteville Line

Come and play the five for me (3x)

Every time you did it would set me free

Won’t you play the five for me

And the wind, it whispers through the night

If you listen, you can hear that banjo sigh

See the moon over that mountain (3x)

Makes me think of that five string song

Over the mountain, you can hear him rolling along

Memories on an angel’s wing (3x)

He’s gone up above to see the banjo king

Keep those memories on an angel’s wing

And the wind, it’s blowing through my bones

If you listen, you can hear that five string moan

Take me back to that Fayetteville Line (3x)

Laughing, picking, feeling fine

Won’t you take me back to that Fayetteville Line

Greg: Lead Vocal, Electric Bass

Drew: Mandolin, Harmony Vocal

Vince: Acoustic Guitar

Jose: Drums

Bill: Piano, Organ

Noam: Low-Tuned Banjo

7. Everything Is Round

Written by: Jim Page- Whid-Isle Music, (BMI)

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Well the sun goes up and the sun goes down

And all the many planets out making their rounds

Holding on to a little green piece of ground

Everything is round

All around the lost and found

The tubular bells, they make a tubular sound

And the rollin balls, they go rolling around

Everything is round

Well there’s a crazy man beating on a big skin drum

While everybody’s waiting for the kingdom come

And every other kingdom just comes undone

Everything is round

Starting from the mother earth

Learning what a circle's worth

Returning to the place of birth

Everything is round

You can calculate the answer

You can call it Mc^2

But if space and time are really curved

Then there are no squares out there

Everything is round

Well if God could speak, he’d have to say

Forget about the judgment day

There’s no straight and narrow anyways

Everything is round

Entropy and evolution

A convoluted evolution

Revealing in a revolution

Everything is round

You can fantasize a straight line

You can try it if you may

But I guarantee that that straight line

Gonna turn around someday

Everything is round

Vince: Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar

Drew: Mandolin, Harmony Vocal

Greg: Acoustic Bass

Jose: Drums

Bill: Organ

Noam: Banjo

8. Whispering Waters

Written by: Jim Messina & Alan Thornhill- Jasperilla Music Co./ Willowbrook Music, (ASCAP)

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests: Bill Payne (Piano)

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

*Coming Soon!

Drew: Lead and Harmony Vocals, Mandolin

Greg: Electric Bass

Vince: Harmony Vocal, Acoustic Guitar

Jose: Drums

Bill: Organ

Noam: Banjo

Bill Payne: Piano

9. Last Days Of Autumn

Written by: Drew Emmitt - Hurt Leg Music, (BMI), admin. by Bug

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

In these last days of autumn

When the sun pours down like honey in a clear blue sky

And the trees play a symphony in colors

I watch as another day slips by

With a change of the seasons

A change is in the air

There’s thymes and a reason, a life for us to share

No way of knowing what lies beyond the bend

Till we begin again

This soul that comes from up above

Bringing light from a place beyond the stars

Was created in the sacredness of love

And brought to this world of ours

As I journey back to the world outside

And leave these blue skies far behind

I’ll take with me this feeling deep inside

And the memory of this time

In those last days of autumn

When the sun pours down like honey in a clear blue sky

And the trees play a symphony in colors

I watch as another day slips by

Drew: Lead Vocal, Electric Guitar

Greg: Electric Bass

Vince: Nylon-String Guitar

Jose: Drums, Percussion

Bill: Piano, Organ, Wurlitzer

Noam: Low Tuned Electric Banjo

10. Mountain Top

Written by: Bill McKay - Snoring Dog Music, (BMI)

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

Lookin’ at you and your baby

Wondering why you don’t go home

All the stars seem to be falling

You just can’t see right from wrong

The sunny side of the street is callin’

Why don’t you want to stand out in the old

All them kids that don’t know nothing

Make you want to set out on your own

Something’s wrong, something’s strong

Since you remembered

Life goes on

Just keep walkin’

Walkin till the end

Just keep walkin

Walking with a friend

Even love won’t keep you strong

Till the feeling’s gone

One at a time, keep em coming

It don’t matter if you’re moving slow

Keep it in line, please, no shoving

Tryin to keep all your ducks in a row

Keep yor life so neat and cozy

Never let anybody there

Get you down

Just keep walkin’

Walking till the end

Just keep walkin

Walkin with a friend

Man this love feels good and strong

And it just won’t leave you alone

Just keep walkin to the sun

Pretty soon you’re gonna have to run

So come on one, come everybody

We’re trying to help this poor boy find his home

All the years you spent together

Never ever fear the unknown

Love is here, love is coming

Better open up your heart

And let it in

Just keep walkin’

Walkin till the end

Just keep walkin

Walkin with a friend

Even love won’t leave you alone

Till the feeling’s gone

Just keep walkin

Bill: Lead Vocal, Piano, Organ

Drew: Electric Guitar, Harmony Vocal

Greg: Electric Bass, Harmony Vocal

Vince: Acoustic Guitar, Harmony Vocal

Jose: Drums

Noam: Electric Banjo

11. Weary Traveler

Written by: Drew Emmitt- Hurt Leg Music, (BMI), admin. by Bug

Performed by: Leftover Salmon (Drew Emmitt, Greg Garrison, Vince Herman, Jose Martinez, Bill McKay, Noam Pikelny)

Special Guests:

Produced by: Bill Payne - Engineered & Mixed by: James Tuttle - Mastered By: David Glasser

Recorded at: Colorado Sound - Westminster, CO - April 18-29th, 2003

LYRICS

I am the weary traveler

Strung out from the road

Down this dark and dusty highway

Trying to get back home

I’ve crossed this whole wide country

More time than I can say

Lost track of all the years gone by

Since I’ve been away, since I’ve been away

I’ve been so many places

It all begins to look the same

Chasing this illusion

Of the fortune and the fame

As the miles roll by I think about

The life I left behind

Searching for an answer

Trying to find a sign, trying to find a sign

Will you welcome me with open arms

Will I find what I’ve been seeking all along

Up and down this dusty road

I am the weary traveler

I’ve got nothing more to say

Moving through these changes

As I live from day to day

Until I see the lights of home

Shining in the night

A vision of the journey’s end

Coming into sight, coming into sight

Drew: Lead and Harmony Vocals, Mandolin

Greg: Acoustic Bass

Vince: Acoustic Guitar

Jose: Drums

Bill: Piano

Noam: Banjo