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Probably Not

by Brad Creel

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    Brad Creel and his band, the Reel Deel perform a unique blend of folk and rock to create the new genre, “Lava Lamp Country”.

    Produced, recorded, and mixed by Shay Scott, mastered by Ryan Foster. All songs written by Brad Creel except “Pickin’ up the Pieces”, written by Brad Creel and Jim Schumont.

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Probably Not 03:24
PROBABLY NOT Words and music by Brad Creel I met a gorgeous woman, she was young and smart With a body like a pin up girl, she wanted my heart She called upon me one eve, wearing a naughty dress She asked to could come over and help her move her chest Probably not I said probably not I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway probably not… not today. A man of many fortunes I sat with and drank tea He offered me a real job with responsibility He handed me the contract, ‘twas rather large quote So I took out my ball point pen and on the dotted line I wrote… Probably not I said probably not I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway probably not… not today. I like laying down and sleeping in While staring out the window, you can see my grin. I received an invitation to a party It said black tie and champagne and RSVP I thought about the party as I laid down on my bed Then I picked up the phone and this is what I said… Probably not I said probably not I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway probably not… not today. Probably not I said probably not I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway probably not… not today. I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway probably not… not today.
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Picking up the Pieces Words and music by Brad Creel and Jim Schumont It’s Saturday night And I’m picking up the pieces I’m picking up the pieces While I’m waiting for you You said you’d be back And now it’s morning And now it’s morning My watch says two Once you said that you loved me And you said that you’d be true Now I’m left here Picking up the pieces Picking up the pieces Without you Before you left We was fighting We was fighting You said we’re through You slammed that door Went out drinking Went out drinking And left me here to stew Once you said that you loved me And you said that you’d be true Now I’m left here Picking up the pieces Picking up the pieces Without you Suns coming up That roosters crowing That roosters crowing What do I do. And now your gone Kids been crying Kids been crying The whole night through Once you said that you loved me And you said that you’d be true Now I’m left here Picking up the pieces Picking up the pieces Without you
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THREE WOMEN AND FIFTEEN BREAKUPS Words and Music by Brad Creel Three women and fifteen breakups Fifteen breakups and three women The first five were with Caroline Me and Mary, we made it to ten Then on to fifteen with sweet Christine And now I’m alone again How do you get fifteen breakups With three women and just one man Well, Caroline moved to New Jersey That was breakup number one And then there’s the standard number two “Baby, this ain’t no fun” “It’s not you it’s me”, was number three And four was about the time with my friends But the way I drive was number five that really did us in. Number six was with Mary, ‘cause I never been to mass Seven was the communion wine by the bottle and not the glass Number eight was the old, “Let’s just date.” And nine, “You’re too good for me.” And fellas remember my number ten, put down that toilet seat Eleven was with Christine, so we found a couples therapist Twelve was the first session I accidentally missed Thirteen was when I made a scene And at fourteen she told me to chill Fifteen was when I picked up the mail and saw the therapy bill. Three women and fifteen breakups Fifteen breakups and three women The first five were with Caroline Me and Mary, we made it to ten Then on to fifteen with sweet Christine And now I’m alone again How do you get fifteen breakups With three women and just one man
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Empty Pages 03:00
EMPTY PAGES Words and music by Brad Creel It’s just… empty pages since you left me Even though we couldn’t get along I wrote hits about our tragedies Now it’s just empty pages since your gone My first hit, it went to number one It’s about the time you were running ‘round And then when you started drinking I was gigging all over town It’s just… empty pages since you left me Even though we couldn’t get along I wrote hits about our tragedies Now it’s just empty pages since your gone How about that song about the bar Where you went and kicked me in shin That song made me a star First you broke my leg then I broke the top ten It’s just… empty pages since you left me Even though we couldn’t get along I wrote hits about our tragedies Now it’s just empty pages since your gone So please come back for your style of loving Break my heart and do it again I feel a song coming it’s a good one Baby make me write another gem It’s just… empty pages since you left me Even though we couldn’t get along I wrote hits about our tragedies Now it’s just empty pages since your gone
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CHUTES AND LADDERS Words and music by Brad Creel When I was young I used to play games with others And then I grew older and I met my true lover Together we climbed that tree and ate apples by the score And ever since we fell, she just left me wanting more The fruit it tastes so good, the fruit was all that mattered Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders Once I climbed to the top, and we had ourselves a home But then I lost my job and I couldn’t pay the lone I put my future in the hands of other men Now I was wondering if you could help a friend? The money it tastes so good, the money was all that mattered Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders And when I get my chance to start over again I’ll take the time to figure out where it all went Once we were in love But our dreams they just got shattered Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders The dreams they taste so good, the dreams are all that mattered Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders.
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WHEN HE’S NOT HOME Words and music by Brad Creel On Friday me and Johnnie, we go out for drinks And when I pick him up Linda’s at the kitchen sink And I ask her, “Linda, how’s your day?” But there’s always so much more I’d like to say. And the Tip Top is crowded for a Friday night And our bartender knows that something just ain’t right. And Johnnie, good old Johnnie, he sure loves his wife And I’d give anything for one day of his life. When I drink too much whiskey, I know my friend will drive And if someone knocks me down, Johnnie helps me with a fight But while we’re out drinking, Linda’s all alone You know I can’t help thinking about her when he’s not home. You stopped by one time and I was all alone We talked about the weather and watched a TV show We talked a little more and then you said goodbye And then you held me in your arms as I started to cry. When I drink too much whiskey, I know my friend will drive And if someone knocks me down, Johnnie helps me with a fight But while we’re out drinking, Linda’s all alone You know I can’t help thinking about her when he’s not home. The years went by and Johnnie, now he has two kids And Linda makes a great mom, just like I knew she would And these days, me and Johnnie, we don’t talk so much With our busy lives I guess we kind of lost touch. And the Tip Top is crowded for a Friday night And our bartender knows that something just ain’t right And Johnnie, good old Johnnie, he sure loves his wife And I’d give anything for one day of his life And I’d give anything for one day of his life.
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SAME OLD SONG Words and music by Brad Creel I have heard the colors of a song And I have played this old guitar I can still sing a lullaby Or even whistle a few bars It’s the same old chords It’s the same old timing It’s the same old verse With the same old rhyming You know baby I’ve been thinking since we’re through It’s the same old same old without you And when the geese fly south It reminds me of last fall When you said your last goodbye And you told me not to call It’s the same old birds It’s the same old season It’s the same old words With the same old reason You know baby I’ve been thinking since we’re through It’s the same old same old without you. It’s the same old song It’s the same old blues It’s the same old story With the same old news You know baby I’ve been thinking since we’re through It’s the same old same old without you
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FIREPROOF HEART Words and music by Brad Creel Well, I've been burned Like a barn going down Red flames all around This time I won't come apart Cause I'll be wearing a fireproof heart Well, I've been damned She walked without saying Now I'm on my knees praying Help me so I don't come apart And give me a fireproof heart Fireproof heart, Fireproof heart A double wall of silence Where this flame can never start. This time love won’t burn me This time I'll be smart From now on I'll be wearing a... fireproof heart Well, I've been torn She said this is the end It won't happen again, I feel like I might come apart So give me a fireproof heart Each time we get close, that's when I start to roast And tears put out those eager flames I build it up again, but then the pressure sends Me crying out for rain, and I've… Been blamed Well, I know her love's just a token But she left me hot and smoking I would rather feel nothing than come apart From now on I'll be keeping a fireproof heart. Fireproof heart, Fireproof heart A double wall of silence Where this flame can never start. This time love won’t burn me This time I'll be smart From now on I'll be wearing a... fireproof heart ... I’ve been burned
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WHEN THE MORNING COMES Words and music by Brad Creel I’ll be here next to you, when the morning comes Be here to keep you warm, and hold you in my arms I’m not waiting for you to wake, or for the rising sun I’m just a man in love, when the morning comes And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know I’ll still be here with you, when the morning goes And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know I’ll still be here for you I’ll make up a lover’s tune, when the morning comes And touch your cheek so gently, and whisper you’re the one And tease you with my kisses, and love you when I’m done I’m just grateful fool when the morning comes And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know I’ll still be here with you, when the morning goes And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know I’ll still be here for you, I’ll still be here for you, I’ll still be here for you.
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WITHOUT THE WINE Words and music by Brad Creel I got your letter this morning You know it came right on time But I’m afraid to open the damn thing I can’t do it without the wine I can’t do it without the wine It’s been a years since I moved out And started walking that straight line Maybe someday I’ll be back I can’t do it without the wine I can’t do it without the wine I’ve been working a regular job I rise early and catch the number nine I know I can still get me some easy money I can’t do it without the wine I can’t do it without the wine I got me a wife now and baby Man that little girl can shine Sure I could walk away any day I can’t do it without the wine I can’t do it without the wine I bet Johnny’s getting big now Tell him I’m hope he’s doing fine Sometimes I just try to forget I can’t do it without the wine I can’t do it without the wine I want to say that I’m sorry For treating you two so unkind I don’t get so angry anymore I can’t do it without the wine I can’t do it without the wine So how you doing lately I must admit, you’ve been on my mind I wrote you a letter this morning And I sent it without the wine And I sent it without the wine
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WALKIN’ SHOES Words and music by Brad Creel Yesterday, I found out you’ve been keeping Him on the side, in case I didn’t do Two men and one heart ads up to cheating That’s why I’m putting on these walking shoes Walking shoes… Just watch me do them… walking out blues… And when I quit drinking, I thought that was hard to do But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you. You said all you wanted baby was true love But words alone don’t make love true If a decision is what your afraid of Then I’ll make it easy with these here walking shoes Walking shoes… Just watch me do them… walking out blues… And when I quit drinking, I thought that was hard to do But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you. I lie awake and think about what happened Pull out your picture even though were through It’s the he same old song, sure is a sad one Alone again, in these here walking shoes Walking shoes… Just watch me do them… walking out blues… And when I quit drinking, I thought that was hard to do But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you. But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you.
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LIFE STARTS AT 40 I turned forty so I wrote this song Some are scared to turn forty, but they got it all wrong I’m telling you it’s all right And I sleep better at night Take it from me, life starts at forty. They say you’ve got to exercise every day Eat right, go to work, and don’t stay up too late Drink lots of green tea And then get up at night and go pee And that’s why life starts at forty. I traded in the mushrooms and marijuana For a prescription of Vicadin and Viagra I ran out of people to blame And my back hurts when it rains That’s why life starts at forty. Well you know the mountains keep getting bigger And those problems they keep getting smaller I still I catch the late show I just take a nap before I go That’s why life starts at forty. I traded in the mushrooms and marijuana For a prescription of Vicadin and Viagra I ran out of people to blame And my back hurts when it rains That’s why life starts at forty They say half your age plus seven years that makes the perfect mate So I found myself a twenty seven year old and took her on a date I’ve decided not to give it another try Because she really pissed me off when she called me “hot old guy” I’m still searching for the meaning of life But I know it’s a not a car, house, or beautiful wife Just open your heart and hands To your family and your friends And life will starts at forty And life will start at forty. You got to open your heart and hands To your family and your friends And life will starts at forty And life will start at forty.
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THE OUTDOORSMAN SONG Words and music by Brad Creel Cities are lonely places, with their people and their scenes They don’t understand my muddy boots and old blue jeans Just give me the mountains and a six of PBR My old friends and this here guitar Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning We’ve got a lot of songs ahead Oh, Outdoorsman, take a hit and pass it to a friend Most folks go to dinner parties, and fancy affairs I party in a van with a bumper sticker of dancing bears Everyone’s chained to their houses in their quiet neighborhoods You know you don’t need a mortgage when you shit in the woods Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning We’ve got a lot of songs ahead Oh, Outdoorsman, take a sip and pass it to a friend I can play anything as long as it’s in G And I can do everything as long as it’s free Don’t ask me to do something that isn’t fun That my friend is un-out-doors-man Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning We’ve got a lot of songs ahead. Oh, Outdoorsman, take a lick and pass it to a friend Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning We’ve got a lot of songs ahead Oh, Outdoorsman, take a sip and pass it to a friend.

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Brad Creel and his band, the Reel Deel perform a unique blend of folk and rock to create the new genre, “Lava Lamp Country”

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released November 11, 2011

Produced by Shay Scott (2011)

Brad Creel (guitar and vocals)
Mark Pedersen (drums)
Tom Frisch (keyboards, accordion, vocals)
Greg Arnell aka Sat Atma (guitar and mandolin)
Ben Grosscup (bass)
Thad Beckman (acoustic guitar)
Chris Funk (dobro and pedal steel)
Juliet Howard (backing vocals)
Jeni Wroblewski (backing vocals)
Chris Kokesh (fiddle)
Shay Scott (piano)

The Outdoorsman (backing vocals by Dave Clarke, Lincoln Crockett, and Alexa Wiley, with Eric Herman on banjo, and Steve Dearborn on harmonica)
Juliet Howard (vocals "When He's Not Home"

Produced, recorded, and mixed by Shay Scott, mastered by Ryan Foster.
All songs written by Brad Creel except “Pickin’ up the Pieces”, written by Brad Creel and Jim Schumont.

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Brad Creel Portland, Oregon

Lava Lamp Country is a place where Gram Parsons and John Prine are constantly spinning on the turntable, Cher frolics with Bigfoot in the backyard, the lights are low, and the lava lamps flow.
Lava Lamp Country is also the new album by BRAD CREEL & THE REEL DEEL, their fourth, as well as the musical genre that they practice.

“Gifted with the pen, punchline, and guitar”
– Portland Mercury
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