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Italian Ice

by Nicole Atkins

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    COLLAGE ART BY:
    Nicole Atkins

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    Barbara FG (front and back cover), Rett Rogers (all photos inside collage and insert), and Cait Brady (collage photo)

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1.
AM Gold 04:34
Oh life! It’s getting’ harder every day, Prayin’ for dry land in New Orleans, Prayin’ for rain in L.A. Oh life! Ain’t Gonna find it on a screen. Turn it up! AM Gold! I wanna know that I’m not alone. Yeaaa... We’re stranded in the garbage of Eden. We’re starvin’ what we should’ve been feedin’ No angles, no saints, no heathens, Just people needing, people needing. Cold thoughts! Ice cold or medium cool, Don’t get stuck in the mirror cuz that shit’s rough, Put it down go change it up, Outside, is where I want to go. The moon is up, soft and low, Turn me up that AM Gold! Turns me on like a radio, Then I remember that I’m not alone! Yah... We’re stranded in the garbage of Eden. We’re starvin’ what we should’ve been feedin’ No angles, no saints, no heathens, Just people needin’ people needin’ people needin’ people needin’ people Turn it up now Turn it up.
2.
Mind Eraser 04:06
If at first thought says my mind’s erased, I never want, I never wanna leave again. When you spend time in a lion’s cage, You never go, you never go to sleep again. These dreams I know too well, Am I sleeping? It’s hard to tell. There is nothing like it! There is nothing like it! Till you do it all again. When you’re surfing through a frozen wave, Dunes piled high, Ex lovers waving “bye”. When you live life on a speeding train, You’ll never see, You’ll never see you’re home again. These dreams I know too well, Am I sleeping? It’s hard to tell. There is nothing like it! There is nothing like it! There is nothing like it! Till you do it all again. If at first it seems my mind’s erased, I never want, I never wanna leave again. There’s a vacancy inside my head, You’ll never want, You’ll never wanna leave again. There is nothing like it! There is nothing like it! There is nothing like it! There is nothing like it! Till you do it all...
3.
Domino 04:03
One way is up, one way is down Why am I waiting, waiting, waiting around? I not gonna play, safe and sound, When the world comes tumblin’, tumblin’, down, Oooh, Cuts me to the core, Calm before the storm Tick, tick, tick, tock, Time is up, This message will self destruct Hey, hey, hey, hey, Look out below! Watch ‘em fall like dominos. I’m not gonna play, Safe and sound When the world comes tumblin’, tumbling down. Ooooh, Take me in your arms! They’re sounding the alarm. Tick, tick, tick, tock, Time is up, This message will self destruct. Hey, hey, hey, hey, Look out below! Watch ‘em fall like dominos Feels like I’m falling, falling Feels like I Watch em’ fall,
4.
Forever 03:56
I’m tired of talking shit, Half my brain’s selling, The other half is buying it, Is it legit or not? Get over it. Baby, kill the underground, I would rather longer, where my love hangs around, He smells like forever, Midnight, trying to get my head quiet, I get it wrong, I get it right, pray it lasts forever, So I work all night, I’m losing sleep, I’m not tired Remind me it’s a slow ride, Yeah, we’ve got forever. Yeah, we’ve got forever! I really like your mouth, Come a little closer, Let me try to figure you out, You’re my straight shooter, You’re not afraid to call me out, He smells like forever, Midnight, trying to get my head quiet, I get it wrong, I get it right, pray it lasts forever, So I work all night, I’m losing sleep, I’m not tired Remind me it’s a slow ride, Yeah, we’ve got forever. We can’t remember the beginning, or where this story ends, It never ends. Midnight, trying to get my head quiet, I get it wrong, I get it right, pray it lasts forever, So I work all night, I’m losing sleep, I’m not tired Remind me it’s a slow ride, Yeah, we’ve got forever, Yeah, we’ve got forever, Yeah, we’ve got forever, we’ve got forever.
5.
Captain 03:07
Down by Shark River, You were not the swimmer that you need to be, Drifting, lost in the outlet, Don't forget to come home to me, And when you’re found a wreck, I’ll pull you on deck, I can be your captain for once, Let me be your captain for once, I can be your captain for once, So come on back to my arms, If we have to burn the sails, There is no shame to let it fail, And when you’re found a wreck, I’ll pull you on deck, I can be your captain for once, Let me be your captain for once, I can be your captain for once, So come on back to my arms,
6.
Woke up feeling half dead in a Hello Kitty bed, In Youngtown, Ohio. Watched a mini fan explode, Jimmie saw a U.F.O. I’m not proud of what I’ve done, You wouldn’t know me if you saw me mama, And i’m never going home, Never going home again. Bank account’s bleeding while we are sleeping, in another murder motel, landed on the blacklist of a couple journalists, i’ve met much better people in jail, I’m not proud of what I’ve done, You wouldn’t know me if you saw me mama, And i’m never going home, Never going home again. Eyes like an Egyptian tomb, Illegal things on hotel rooms, with TV stars that saw better days, Cherished every moment, Saw a priest for my atonement, when right back out and did it again, Fell into a sinkhole, While it was raining toads, Still I never slowed my roll, I left the money, Kept creative control, For the sake of rock n’ roll! I’m not proud of what I’ve done, You wouldn’t know me if you saw me mama, And i’m never going home, Never going home again.
7.
St. Dymphna 03:22
St. Dymphna, can you hear me? Do you think you could call me back? Cuz I think I’m gonna break down, Out of my mind! You’ve been through so much more, And you never really backed down, No, no, no, And when I break down, All I know is... I’d rather die than go out of my mind! I left you a message when will you call me back? Ave Maria, girl, I see ya! Are you just a melody I sing to myself when I need to come down? Are we all outcasts from the garden? Or, are we saints, broken and martyred Everytime we come down? I don’t know. Everytime we come down, All I know is... I’d rather die than go out of my mind! I’d rather die than go out of my mind! I left you a message. I hope that you hear me. When will you call me back?
8.
Come here baby you look lost, I don't need to tell you, You’re far from home, Far from home, Out here where the shadows grew, Aligned with yours forever blue, So far from home, Far from home, Up here in the hall of mirrors, Are you lonesome too? A million eyes in adoration, Don’t you love the view? They're the ones who’ll hold you, When you feel like fallin’ out, Don’t keep on cryin’, Keep on cryin’ now, You’re never alone, You’re never alone, Far from home, Far from home, Far from home
9.
I’ve tried to hand on for as long as I could, But now I can see that it just ain’t no good, Our love had rotted right down to the core, Whatever we had, we don’t have anymore, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, I’ve tried and I’ve tried to make things work out right, But I guess we’re two people who can’t help but fight, Your eyes are open and so are mine, We both need our freedom, Don’t you think it’s about that time? We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, Thank you for the good times we’ve had in the past, But we both know too much to know good things don’t last, You’re just no good for me and I’m no good four you, Let’s not waste time talking, we both know what to do, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere, We’ve got to get off this road to nowhere
10.
Do you remember, How fast your heart would beat, When you held me in your sleep? Smoking in our bed, What was that you said, “Tomorrow is a lie, the biggest rumor of all time!” These old roses, Have seen better days, Where you goin’? Don’t forget my name. These old roses, I can’t throw away, Got this feeling, You’ll come back my way. These old roses, Have seen better days, I could love you, But couldn’t make you stay. These old roses, At my window pane, Pale hands praying, You’ll return someday. You’ll come back my way. These old roses, These old roses.
11.
I stand, all slanted now, A statue on one leg, Your initials, Dark and red, Scratched into the boardwalk, In ballpoint pen! Any other night, But not this one. Any other night, I’d wish the world would end. On any other night, I’d wish the world would end, But much to my suprise, I’m swept away again. I stand, in the splinters, A stranger in my own skin, You tried your best, To knock me down, But someone came along, and built me up again! Any other night, But not this one! Any other night, I’d wish the world would end! On any other night, I’d wish the world would end, But much to my suprise, I’m swept away again, La da da, da dum da dah, da dah!

about

In each song she creates, Nicole Atkins reveals her incredible power to transport listeners to a much more charmed time and space. On her new album Italian Ice, the New Jersey-bred singer/songwriter conjures the romance and danger and wild magic of a place especially close to her heart: the Jersey Shore in all its scrappy beauty. Inspired by the boardwalk’s many curiosities—the crumbling Victorian mansions, the lurid and legendary funhouse, the Asbury Park rock-and-roll scene she played a key part in reviving—Atkins ultimately transforms her neverending fascination into a wonderland of her own making.

“When you’re on the boardwalk there’s a feeling that anything can happen, and that’s the feeling I tried to create with this record,” Atkins says. “I wanted to give people something they can put on and buy into a fantasy that gets them excited about what might happen in their own lives.”

For help in capturing the shore’s kinetic spirit, Atkins assembled a studio band whose lineup feels almost mythical. Recorded at the iconic Muscle Shoals Sound Studio in Alabama, Italian Ice finds the Nashville-based artist joined by Spooner Oldham and David Hood (both members of The Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section, who played on classic records from the likes of Aretha Franklin and Etta James), Binky Griptite of The Dap Kings, Jim Sclavunos and Dave Sherman of The Bad Seeds, and drummer McKenzie Smith (St. Vincent, Midlake). With special guests including Spoon frontman Britt Daniel, Seth Avett of The Avett Brothers, Erin Rae, and John Paul White, the album is a testament to Atkins’s uncommon talent for uniting musicians of radically different sensibilities. “I just invited all my best musical friends to be there with me, and then we roped in Spooner and David too,” says Atkins, who connected with the two musicians after performing at Oldham’s birthday bash. “Musically, it doesn’t make any sense. But I’m a superfan of all of them, and we ended up with the weirdest, craziest band ever. It just became this awesome misfit party.”

Co-produced by Atkins and Ben Tanner, Italian Ice makes brilliant use of its A-list personnel, unfolding in a kaleidoscopic sound that Atkins likens to “an acid trip through my record collection.” At turns as opulent as symphonic pop and gritty as garage punk, the album wanders into shades of psych-rock and honky-tonk and girl-group melodrama, endlessly spotlighting the tightly honed musicianship and unbridled originality at heart of Atkins’s artistry. “I didn’t really censor myself much,” she points out. “Everything that felt good to say or hear or feel coming back off the speakers, I just went for it.”

credits

released May 29, 2020

PRODUCED BY:
Ben Tanner and Nicole Atkins

ARRANGED BY:
Nicole Atkins

RECORDED AT:
Muscle Shoals Sound Studios, Muscle Shoals, AL
Sundrop Sound, Florence, AL
The Echo Lab, Denton, TX
Public Hi-Fi, Austin, TX
Battle Tapes Recording, Nashville, TN
New Future, Belmar, NJ

MASTERED BY:
Chris Colbert at Numberstation, Eugene, OR

ADDITIONAL RECORDING:
-Strings for “These Old Roses,” “Never Going Home Again,” “Far From Home,” and “Mind Eraser” recorded at Battle Tapes Recording in Nashville, TN by Jeremy Ferguson
-Vocals for “Domino” and “AM Gold” recorded at Battle Tapes Recording in Nashville, TN by Jeremy Ferguson
-Percussion and guitar for “Domino” recorded at Public Hi-Fi in Austin, TX by Britt Daniel
-Vocals for “AM Gold,” “St. Dymphna,” and “In the Splinters” recorded at New Future in Belmar, NJ by Paul Ritchie

ADDITIONAL ENGINEERING BY:
Jeremy Ferguson, Matt Pence, Paul Ritchie, and Britt Daniel

ASSISTANT ENGINEERS:
Cody Simmons, Austin Motlow, Chase Brandon, and Jamie Sego

STRING ARRANGEMENTS BY:
Nicole Atkins

STRINGS PERFORMED BY:
Laura Epling (Violin), Maggie Chafee (Cello), and Caleb Elliott (Cello)

MUSICIANS:
Nicole Atkins: Vocals, Guitar, and Bass
David “Moose” Sherman: Piano and Musical Director
McKenzie Smith: Drums
Jim Sclavunos: Percussion, Vibes
David Hood: Bass
Binky Griptite: Guitar
Spooner Oldham: Organ, Wurlitzer
Ben Tanner: Keyboards, Vibes, Acoustic Guitar
Dexter Green: Drum Programming, Bass, Keyboards
Britt Daniel: Guiar, Percussion, Vocals
Carl Broemel: Pedal Steel, Vocals, and Additional Guitar
Kelvin Holly: Guitar
Todd Beene: Pedal Steel
Seth Avett: Vocals on “Never Going Home Again”
John Paul White: Vocals on “Never Going Home Again”
Erin Rae: Vocals on “Never Going Home Again”
Stephanie Hunt: Background Vocals
Kelsey Wilson: Background Vocals
Kam Franklin: Background Vocals
Taylor Nicks: Background Vocals
Stephen Warwick: Background Vocals

MANAGEMENT BY:
Zach Hundley at 7S Management

PACKAGE DESIGN AND LAYOUT BY:
Tom Bejgrowicz for Man Alive Creative

COLLAGE ART BY:
Nicole Atkins

PHOTOGRAPHY BY:
Barbara FG (front and back cover), Rett Rogers (all photos inside collage and insert), and Cait Brady (collage photo)

THANK YOU:
Big love and gratitude to Ben Tanner, Ryan, my family, Will, Reed, John Paul, Haley, and Addy and every intern at Single Lock Records. Zach Hundley and the crew at 7S, Elizabeth Gregory, Jared Tankel, Pete Frostic, Tevin Apedale, Buster Phillips and Grace Stern at William Morris and all the wonderful musicians, writers, promoters, venues, door people, wingmen and wingwomen, and every person and place that’s given me their time, love and inspiration. Also, thank you to the Wildwood Tavern for letting us play dice after our sessions. This record is dedicated to rock n roll and the future.

SONGWRITING AND PUBLISHING:
“AM Gold” written by N. Atkins
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI)

“Mind Eraser” written by N. Atkins / C. Broemel
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / East of Western Music ASCAP)

“Domino” written by N. Atkins / D. Green
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / Foy Doy SEASAC)

“Forever” written by N. Atkins / C. Reynolds
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / Copyright Control, SOCAN)

“Captain” written by N. Atkins / C. Broemel
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / East of Western Music, ASCAP)

“Never Going Home Again” written by N. Atkins / J. Sclavunos
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / Mute Song Limited, BMI / Sell The House Sell The Car Sell The Kids, BMI)

“St. Dymphna” written by N. Atkins / O. Evans / C. Reynolds
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / OBR Music, ASCAP / Copyright Control, SOCAN)

“Far From Home” written by N. Atkins
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI)

“A Road to Nowhere” by Carole King and Gerry Goffin.
( © 1966 Screen Gems-EMI Music Inc. All rights administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 424 Church Street, Suite 1200, Nashville, TN, 37219, All rights reserved. Used by permission.)

“These Old Roses” written by N. Atkins / B. Daniel
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / Sell The House Sell The Car Sell The Kids, BMI)

“In the Splinters” written by N. Atkins / H. Leithauser
(Little Saint Connie Music, BMI / Bambotronic, ASCAP)

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