Here To Party

by Paco Higdon

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1.
01:50
The year is 2014. A time when chivalry and feminism are confusingly at odds. When politics is so hard to understand that we just choose not to. The social climate is different from 50 years ago, and old people are just plain mad about it, dad gummit! Still, despite the exceedingly diverse variety of lifestyles, cultures, and personalities, everyone is thinking the same thing- "I'm just here to party." I don't want my TV to tell me how angry I should be at the world. I don't want my friends and family to be offended by my honesty. I don't want my music to make me think. I'm just here to party. But one cannot party on his or her own, no. You know everything you want to talk about, you know your bad luck with women would make you the worst wing man a man could ask for, and there is little pleasure to be derived from trashing one's own apartment- take it from me. There has to be somebody else.... someone else out there... who's here to party. Somebody powerful. Somebody fresh. Somebody handsome. Somebody with the energy and the brain power to make it through the night unscathed. A man with a vision. A man whose sounds, whose music, could change the world. A man who's here to party. That's where I come in. It may be true that I, in no way, shape or form, really fit that description. Except for one thing, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Paco, and I'm Here To Party.
2.
I don't mind where my mind wanders Don't you see that the sea's as endless as it's clear I can't stand how you stand against me Don't you know that there's no way out of here? Can anybody out there? The chaos in my head, it sings a song that's just like this It's loud, it's neat, it's bittersweet, it sounds a lot like this Does anybody out there, anybody out there, hear it too? Can anybody out there, anybody out there, hum the tune? Well it seems that the seams are broken And our odds are at odds with reason every time Was it right to re-write my history If I knew nothing new could change my mind? Does anybody out there? (The chaos in my head) Can't hit a note to save it's life (The chaos in my head) It never get the lyrics right (The chaos in my head) Can't even play three simple chords (The chaos in my head) Sings "Hallelujiah! Praise the Lord!" Does anybody out there, anybody out there, hear it too? Can anybody out there hum the tune? Oh no! (The chaos in my head, it sings a song that goes like this) The chaos sings a melody, I'm not sure how it goes It's sad, it's sweet, I knew it complete when I wore some young dude's clothes Does anybody out there, anybody out there, hear it too? Can anybody out there, anybody out there, hum the tune? Can anybody out there hear it too? Yeah!
3.
03:39
I used to feel down, when I was looking like a fool dressed in rags, the cats all said "You'll never be this cool" 'Course it's hard to pay for class when you're as poor as dirt Until one magic day, I came across a shirt That I could buy for cheap as free a uniform that's fit for me A black tuxedo t-shirt design Now people tell each other I might as well be God's own brother Cuz it's makin' me look straight up divine Now people say I got looks to kill, some say I've always had em' To all those who say otherwise, I say, "Why, I oughta! Lemme at 'em, lemme at 'em!" You say it's fake? Well I just call that jealousy No matter what, you'll never ever be as fly as me So might as well go home and pack it You can't beat my dinner jacket Or the ironed-on impression at least Rose and buttons, plus include my Cummerbund suit-coat and bow tie all conveniently combined in one piece Yeah, yeah, it's my tuxedo T It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T Now tell the truth, do you think I'm looking good? Do you think I'm looking good? Just say I'm looking good! (You're lookin' good!) I'm formal, but I'm here to party I'm formal but I'm here to get down I'm formal, but I'm here to party So spread the word around I'm formal, but I'm here to party I'm formal but I'm here to get down I'm formal, but I'm here to party So spread the word around Nowadays my life's all shakin' hands and kissin' babies I get so tired fending off the waves of pretty ladies It's quite a tiny price to pay for always looking fine And you can do it to for only $14.99! Made of cotton 'stead of satin Better brush up on your Latin, baby Quam pulcha mea cultus est You know my half tuxedo Hits your heart like a torpedo, yeah You know this pseudo-suit is the best! Yes! It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T It's my tuxedo-T Yeah!
4.
03:34
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Look at Stoop Kid sitting over there with his head hung low Hey Stoop Kid, get off from your porch, he says "No, man, no. The concrete jungle ain't the kind of place to go make friends What doesn't kill me's only gonna try again, and again, and again" But it's such a perfect day The kids all wanna play They all say Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop One has to wonder how a loner can survive this way Eats trash, drinks water from a hose, every single day But I can't walk a mile in his shoes until he's done it first Stoop Kid, what's the remedy to break this awful curse? This madness has to end Don't make me ask again Until then Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop Mr. and Mrs. Stoop Kid were never there Nobody to raise him right, nobody to care The stairs he lived his life upon were all that he had To keep him safe from everyone, the world, so cruel, so sad But that's all done, you must move on This madness has to end Don't make me ask again Hey everybody! Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop! Look at Stoop Kid, standing over there with his head held high Big smile as he's shaking all around, trying not to cry Let's gather at his feet As he steps down on the street I repeat Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop! Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop! Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop! Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop! Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
5.
Now here comes the best part This is the best part coming up Get ready for the best part I swear, it's the best part, almost there Wait, that isn't it just yet, hold on, I promise it's in here somewhere Okay, this is it, here it comes, are you listening? Here it is, here is the best part! Wait... Now here comes the best part I mean it this time, the best part is coming up Get ready for the best part I swear, it's the best part, take two Hey, are you listening? You don't look like you're listening Pay attention! I don't want you to miss the best part Look, I'm sorry 'bout last time, I know I told you that would be the best part But this is the best part! For real! Check it out, go! Okay, I swear it gets good Ooo! Ooo ooo! Wait… yes! No, no, no! Right here! Listen, listen, listen, listen! This is it! This is it! … and by that I mean the best part. Well, it was better the first time I heard it.
6.
04:46
You got a pair of stones for showing your face 'round here How things have taken a turn for the worse I hate to cut this short But it's gonna get out of hand May I remind you that it's none of your concern? Will you ever learn? Right, hit right between the eyes But I can smell the trail of blood That follows close behind Your fate is sealed As written in the gospel according to me I dare you to kiss the hand of your beloved-to-be Go on and grab your things, we're taking a step outside to talk it out like men so to speak Oh, could you be a doll and open this can of worms? Just be sure to run it under this hot water we're in boiling the body, scorching the skin I beat it before, I can take it again until nothing's left of me What a way to be Come at me! Right, hit right between the eyes But I can smell the trail of blood That follows close behind Your fate is sealed As written in the gospel according to me I dare you to kiss the hand of your beloved-to-be There's something you should know before the cement is dry I never wanted it to end this way, I swear Life ain't always fair
7.
02:51
No cars in the driveway Guess I'm staying home today, but It's hard making the time pass with all of this Wet sand in the hourglass There's something about you You bit off more than I can chew Don't call me a masochist, I just happen to be in love with a sadist Don't look back The best times are behind us Don't look back if you don't wanna wind up looking' like a pillar of salt I hate it when that happens I'm positive I'm right, and only one of us can be right, so that must mean I'm right, so shut up! It takes forever to get dressed I always want to look my best For no one in particular, but it's a good habit for me to learn, besides Big Brother is on to me the paragon of impropriety In the end it's his loss, you know I really kinda like it when people watch I'm positive I'm right, and only one of us can be right, so that must mean I'm right, so shut up! I'm positive I'm right, and only one of us can be right, so that must mean I'm right, so shut up! This isn't what I planned, as expected If you didn't understand The best times are behind us The best times are behind us now The best times are behind us So don't look back, no, don't look back Something smells in your garage Time to take out your garbage And if that scent remains, go find what died Absence makes the heart grow stupid So go on, eat your heart out, cupid And let me show you how a real professional does it It's all a thing of the past, but at least you tried What a shame, the future don't look so bright Since when was it wrong to be so right?
8.
(I wanna be a renaissance man) And I'm not talking bout' fairs with knights killing dragons or fragments of centuries with cultural epiphanies No, I'm thinking bigger, boys and girls, I'll be taking a whirl at reinventing the world Think I'm crazy? Just wait You won't go five feet without seeing my face, be it on albums, in subways, commercials, on Broadway In Canada, Norway, the arctic, on Mercury It's not easy, but my crosshairs are set on victory I just made history! Some say I've mistaken narcissism for confidence… … shut up, no I haven't I can do anything and more I can do anything I wanna be (I wanna be) a renaissance man I wanna be (I wanna be) a renaissance man (I wanna be a renaissance man) and I don't mean to condescend, but I can see that in the end I'm just better, a go-getter, a little sugar and a little bit of spice but forget about the everything nice, what I got'll suffice for what I'm after, gotta catch em' all to be the master faster than the government denies a disaster Why settle for the jack of all trades when I could be the king of all trades! Is that a thing? I can do anything and more I can do anything I wanna be (I wanna be) a renaissance man I wanna be (I wanna be) a renaissance man To be or not to be, wherefore art the Ides of my discontent? So I says to the guy, I says "don't worry, that's just my wife!" I got a million of em'! I want a stage with some actors, the drumset, a backdrop with props, and a microphone, stands and a metronome black leather skintights , a piano, some house lights a guitar, a sitar, all my fellow rockstars a choir, a film crew, reporters to speak to a few extra tom-toms , a thirty foot jumbotron shakers and congas, a symphony orchestra at least a horn section, would equal perfection Yeah! Woah! I wanna be (I wanna be) a renaissance man I wanna be (I wanna be) a renaissance man Yeah!

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"The year is 2014. A time when chivalry and feminism are confusingly at odds. When politics is so hard to understand that we just choose not to. The social climate is different from 50 years ago, and old people are just plain mad about it, dad gummit! Still, despite the exceedingly diverse variety of lifestyles, cultures, and personalities, everyone is thinking the same thing- 'I'm just here to party.' I don't want my TV to tell me how angry I should be at the world. I don't want my friends and family to be offended by my honesty. I don't want my music to make me think. I'm just here to party.

But one cannot party on his or her own, no. You know everything you want to talk about, you know your bad luck with women would make you the worst wing man a man could ask for, and there is little pleasure to be derived from trashing one's own apartment- take it from me. There has to be somebody else.... someone else out there... who's here to party.

Somebody powerful. Somebody fresh. Somebody handsome. Somebody with the energy and the brain power to make it through the night unscathed. A man with a vision. A man whose sounds, whose music, could change the world. A man who's here to party.

That's where I come in.

It may be true that I, in no way, shape or form, really fit that description.
Except for one thing, ladies and gentlemen.
My name is Paco,
and I'm Here To Party."

credits

released December 22, 2014

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All songs written, arranged, and produced by Paco Higdon*

Paco Higdon - Vocals, guitar, programming, percussion (tracks 1, 4, 6, 8), a bass note (track 7)
Blaize Collard - Drums, percussion/hand farts (tracks 3, 4, 6, 8), additional vocals
Tom Phillips - Bass
Esteban Obando - Keys (tracks 3, 8)
Taylor Gilbertie - Keys (tracks 3, 8)
Brian Seymour - Saxophone (tracks 3, 8)
Ben Adams - Trombone (tracks 3, 8)
Jacob Rego - Trumpet (tracks 3, 8)
Ryan Masecar - Mayonnaise (track 6)
James Higdon - Additional bass (track 8)
Jake Anderson - Drill synth programming (track 2)
Ryan Walsh - Additional vocals, another bass note (track 7), percussion/butt chicken (track 6)
Steven Xia - Percussion (track 6), additional vocals
Stephen Pierce - Additional vocals
Ben Milchev - Additional vocals
Dan West - Blazin’ final solo at the end of track 8

Engineered and mixed by Ryan Walsh

Recorded at The Record Company in Boston, MA

Mastered by Jonathan Wyner at MWorks Mastering Studio

Artwork by Paco Higdon

Assistant Engineers - Maria Goulamhoussen, CJ Flanagan, Sean Duffy, Jacopo Penzo, Ben Milchev, Steven Xia, Taylor Gilbertie

Photographers - CJ Flanagan, Michael “Mitch” Stevenson, Maria Goulamhoussen

A big thanks to all my family, friends, and fans that support my endeavors and warped my silly sense of humor enough to create this musical embodiment of who I am

*Additional writing credit for track 4, “Stoop Kid”, goes to Craig Bartlett, Joe Ansolabehere, and Steve Viksten (writers of the “Stoop Kid” segment of Nickelodeon’s Hey Arnold!) for the chorus lyrics/chants and the inspiration for the song as a whole

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