Liner Notes

Bully

(c)2018 The Secret Things
Produced by Cynthia Catania

written and published by:
olivoiL music/SESAC
Steve Giles Music/ASCAP
Danada//
Guest Room Music/ASCAP
SAP//

Mixed by:
Michael James; Petaluma, CA

Mastered:
Oasis Mastering: Burbank, CA
engineer’d
by Gene Grimaldi

Drums recorded,
engineer’d by Glenn Laughlin

Add’l Tracks recorded at:
“QC” Eagle Rock, CA
engineer’d by Cynthia Catania

Greenland Studios, Los Angeles, CA
engineer’d by Steve Giles

Down By The Water

(c)2017 The Secret Things
Produced by Cynthia Catania

written by:
PJ Harvey

Mixed and Mastered by:
Michael James; Petaluma, CA

Basic tracks recorded at:
“QC” Eagle Rock, CA
engineer’d by Cynthia Catania

Bass recorded at:
Greenland Studios, Los Angeles, CA
engineer’d by Steve Giles

Shock Diary

(c)2016 The Secret Things
Produced by Cynthia Catania

writers/ publishers:
olivoiL music/SESAC
Steve Giles Music/ASCAP
Danada/

except for ‘Hot Mess’ written by:
Cynthia Catania, Steve Giles, Dan Nelles, Annmarie Cullen

olivoiL music/SESAC
Steve Giles Music/ASCAP
Danada/
Rathdown Park Music/SESAC

Mixed and Mastered at:
Guest Room Studios, Reseda, CA
engineer’d
by Doug Heffernan

Basic tracks recorded at:
New Monkey Studio, Van Nuys, CA
engineer’d by Greg Cortez
drum tech: John Wells

Add’l Tracks recorded at:
“QC” Eagle Rock, CA
engineer’d by Cynthia Catania

Greenland Studios, Los Angeles, CA
engineer’d by Steve Giles

Instrumentation: Shock Diary
All The Way Down

Vocals, Background Vocals, Guitars, Ebow, Synths – Cynthia
Drums – Dan
Bass, Background Vocals – Steve

Poly GirL

Vocals, Background Vocals, Guitars, Pianos, Synths – Cynthia
Drums – Dan
Bass, Background Vocals, Moog – Steve

Lana

Vocals, Background Vocals, Guitars, Rhodes, Piano, Samples/FX – Cynthia
Drums – Dan
Bass, Background Vocals, Synths – Steve

Hot Mess

Vocals, Background Vocals, Guitars, Synths, Samples/FX – Cynthia
Drums – Dan
Bass, Background Vocals – Steve

Paradise Gone

Vocals, Background Vocals, Guitars, Wurly, Samples/FX – Cynthia
Drums – Dan
Bass, Background Vocals, Synths – Steve
Add’l FX – Doug Heffernan


Art Work Design & Photography:  Sue Ann Pien


“Shock Diary” Reviews! (see PRESS page)

___Lyrics______________________
“All The Way Down”
Comin’ up, comin’ back, comin’ at’cha
Take you down, take it up by a fraction
Let you see, let me show you some action
Trap door !
Every day, you can pay to be inside
Push it far, push it through to the outside
Let me be, what’cha need for a good ride
Backdoor! backdoor!
ALL THE WAY, ALL THE WAY DOWN
ALL THE WAY, ALL THE WAY DOWN
ALL THE WAY, ALL THE WAY DOWN
Dress me up dress it down take it off now
Turn you on, turn it up till it’s too loud
Till it cracks, till it breaks, razzmatazz ya
Backdoor! backdoor!
Down for now
Down she’s tied up nicely
Down for the count
Daddy’s got you!

“Lana”

Floating on back to those days
Memories freeze, the first taste of your tongue
She was young & pretty
Floating on back the blue haze
Living her life with a loaded gun
She was yours for the taking
WALK ALONG THE BRIDGE LAST NIGHT
THE MOON WAS STILL AND OH SO PRETTY
Holding on tight to baby. Sipping her drink
She likes the ole school style. She’s glamor to Ya
Losing her touch and gone wild
Losing her man, again, She smiles wide – it’s terrifying
WALK ALONG THE BRIDGE LAST NIGHT
THE MOON WAS STILL AND OH SO PRETTY
ON THE RAIL SHE LOOKS AWAY,
SHE HOLDS HER BREATH
IT’S OH SO CHILLING NOW
NOTHING HERE IS REAL AT ALL
THE COLD AIR BITES, SHE’S HOLDING TIGHTLY
ON THE RAILS, SHE LOOKS AWAY
SHE HOLDS HER BREATH
HER HEAD IS SPINNING NOW

“Hot Mess”

Dying her hair
Setting her room on fire
Nobody cares
Stealing the car & lying
Always trying to fit in – it’s a no fit
A bloody mary day
Yeah she’s trying’ to fit in
It’s the same trick
West coast fakers, yeah she hates the Lakers

OH FREE FALLING, ONE HOT MESS
IT’S AN S.O.S. YEAH
ALWAYS SOMETHING, MORE OR LESS
IT’S AN S.O.S. YEAH
ALWAYS ESCALATING UP !
Cutting her skin
Shaving her head completely
Now she’s fasting again
Hoping the casting easy
If she offers you head, will the part fit?
That California way
Unemployment is dead, it’s the same shite
West coast fakers, yeah she hates the Lakers
OH FREE FALLING, ONE HOT MESS
IT’S AN S.O.S. YEAH
ALWAYS SOMETHING, FULL COURT PRESS
IT’S AN SOS YEAH
ALWAYS ESCALATING UP !
Teenage cliche
Sex in the football locker
Now she’s trying on gay
Everyone’s bi – yeah !
OH SHE’S CALLING, MY BEST GUESS
IT’S AN S.O.S. YEAH
ALWAYS ESCALATING UP
ALWAYS RESONATING DOWN
ALWAYS MEDICATING

“Poly GirL”

She walks like a rebel & she talks like a rebel
She looks like your lover then she goes
She nods when you’re talking and she bails when you’re stalking
She looks like your lover then she goes
And she goes
Oh oh oh ohSHE CANCELS YOUR WIN
WHEN HER OTHER LOVERS TAKE HER IN
LIVING IN A POLY WORLD
NO BOXING HER IN
THERES NO RULES OR BOUNDARIES, STEADY KID
POLLY PLAYS A POKER HAND
POLY, POLY GIRL
She moves like she’s hotter than a top Ford model
She knows how you want her so you wait
Wears her frames like a scholar
bet your bottom dollar
She’s a pro how she works it – fuck your brains
Fuck your brains
Oh oh oh oh
DON’T KNOW WHO YOU ARE TILL YOU’RE UP AGAINST A SHOOTING STAR
POLLY PLAYS HER HAND AND WINS
POLY, POLY, POLY GIRL

“Paradise Gone”

Gun in the box, El Camino
Eyes on the drive, here to Reno
Bats flying’ o’er the 105
Spot on the sun casts a shadow
Gold in her hands, ya know she’ll blow it
Cross the valley of slow death
Paradise gone, paradise gone
GONE, GONE, GONE
PARADISE IS GONE
Fly on the wall – pole dancer
Running her game for the answers
Hard times, handcuffs
Habits die hard
Dreamers will cry from bad endings
Lovers will crawL , no pretending
Spiral down to new lows
Paradise gone, paradise gone