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Call Out

by Martha Groves Perry

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1.
Anyway 03:30
Shake my head and rub my eyes How I always bought the lies Seems as though you’ve not moved on But there’s nothing I did wrong I don’t think much of might-have-beens I don’t buy into that chagrin I can’t go back to origins … Anyway I’m clearly not a heroine But phantom pain will never win And memory is not a sin … Anyway Stuff my pockets full of tears Haven’t cried like that in years Feeling grateful for the dawn Stepping forward to move on I don’t think much of might-have-beens I don’t buy into that chagrin I can’t go back to origins … Anyway I’m clearly not a heroine But phantom pain will never win And memory is not a sin … Anyway I gotta give them something to smile about There’s no reason for us to do without So why not give them something to smile about … Anyway No unfinished business here No one holding candles near I got nothing left to prove No regrets left to remove I don’t think much of might-have-beens I don’t buy into that chagrin I can’t go back to origins … Anyway I’m clearly not a heroine But phantom pain will never win And memory is not a sin … Anyway I don’t think much of might-have-beens I don’t buy into that chagrin I can’t go back to origins … Anyway I’m clearly not a heroine But phantom pain will never win And memory is not a sin … Anyway I gotta give them something to smile about … Anyway
2.
You Might 04:02
You might say that all of this was going to happen anyway You might state you’d rather be a victim than to isolate You might say the patriotic thing to do is disobey I don’t have the words to speak about all that I’ve heard … I know that I don’t have a way to process all of my dismay … I’m saying I don’t have the mind to know if there is a design But I will sing, and I will sing You might taste the systematic deadly lack of breathing space You might sense that lacking in compassion leads to violence You might learn some things about your loved ones that will cause concern I don’t have the words to speak about all that I’ve heard … I know that I don’t have a way to process all of my dismay … I’m saying I don’t have the mind to know if there is a design But I will sing, and I will sing Turning in my bed the room is tilting, resolve is wilting, the tension building Anger in the street accelerating, interrogating, asphyxiating Voices speaking truth are slowly rising, stabilizing, unifying You might muse on thoughts we must articulate to make them true You might taste the bitter truth of knowing lives have gone to waste You might see the thing we will remember is the bravery I don’t have the words to speak about all that I’ve heard … I know that I don’t have a way to process all of my dismay … I’m saying I don’t have the mind to know if there is a design But I will sing, and I will sing But I will sing, and I will sing But I will sing, and I will sing Sing
3.
A stack of dirty dishes crashes to the floor I tried to add another thought I’d carry just one more It’s not a pretty picture losing all my shit It’s been too long, it overflowed I’m out from under it A delicious crash Turns it into trash Healing in a flash Blessed avalanche Now I’m spent and tired, messy mercy seat All these dirty dishes lying shattered at my feet I gotta shed this habit of carrying all my grief The sound of breaking dishes brings a Weird sense of relief A delicious crash Turns it into trash Healing in a flash Blessed avalanche On the edge of the dark and the light Super moon climbs the sky on my right And the sun to my left shines so bright Both are right It’s time to clean this mess up and wash it with my tears Holding dirty dishes is a habit made of fears Seeking liberation and integrity I put them down, the only one I’m Battling is me A delicious crash Turns it into trash Healing in a flash Blessed avalanche A delicious crash Turns it into trash Healing in a flash Blessed avalanche Blessed avalanche Blessed avalanche Blessed avalanche
4.
The Dare 03:30
Why am I sobbing hugely in his dream? I want to find out what it means He said he trusted me to work it out I can exhale when there’s no doubt I might know why I’m weeping I might know why I care I think my heart is leaping Because I took the dare I’m always scratching words on what I feel Scraping to find out what is real I know that others have much more to grieve A starry brightness I must weave I might know why I’m weeping I might know why I care I think my heart is leaping Because I took the dare I dig my talent from the ground Multiply then lay it down Good and faithful joy just might be found I dig my talent from the ground Multiply then lay it down Good and faithful joy just might be found Na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Maybe my sobbing was a lightening Letting me loose so I can sing It’s kinda hard to speak the words out loud But I am worthy, bold and proud (Let’s go) I might know why I’m weeping I might know why I care I think my heart is leaping Because I took the dare I know now why I’m weeping I know just why I care I feel my heart is leaping Because I took the dare Na na na na na na na na na na (Oh, yeah I took the dare) Na na na na na na na na (Why don’t you take the dare?) Na na na na na na na na na na (Come on and take the dare) Na na na na na na na na
5.
Lean in to listen to whispers of truth Wait in the silence for all that I knew Sensing her words through the bones in my head Murmured confession is nourishing bread Let the wind come and carry away the ashes Let the dust go on the landscape of who I am Let me be good, abandoning all these questions Let the wind come, so I no longer give a damn Falling asleep with her words in my soul Wake with a question to fill up a hole After eleven years, why do you speak? She falls into silence, confession complete Let the wind come and carry away the ashes Let the dust go on the landscape of who I am Let me be good, abandoning all these questions Let the wind come, so I no longer give a damn Somewhere between blessed and tired And quick to take offense Fertile with catastrophe And sometimes too intense Open the box with the dried up remains Seeking compassion for all it contains Rest in the place where my heart needs to heal Lean in to listen to words that are real Let the wind come and carry away the ashes Let the dust go on the landscape of who I am Let me be good, abandoning all these questions Let the wind come, so I no longer give a damn I don’t give a damn
6.
Questioning my life choices Feeling my wrist for pulses Take some more medication Numbing my desperation I want to feel something I want to heal something yeah And then reveal something To find the real something yeah I don’t even feel like breathing The gall in my chest is seething I’m splitting in all directions Soaked in my disaffection I want to feel something I want to heal something yeah And then reveal something To find the real something yeah I don’t want to look for fear of seeing I don’t want to listen ‘cause I might hear I don’t want to meet for fear of touching I don’t want to breathe ‘cause I might catch your fear Chewing through anxious dreaming Stifle the urge for screaming Breathing through crushing terror Thinking there’s something better I want to feel something I want to heal something yeah And then reveal something To find the real something yeah I want to feel something I want to heal something yeah And then reveal something To find the real something yeah
7.
A calm, tiny blessing from you sweet hand Fingers unfurled, tiny pink fan You are so purely who you are Peace like a brilliant evening star A fire burning brightly bringing light to the dark Your warm embrace, so full of grace Unknowing healer, centered in truth Chasing your passion, nature of youth You are so purely who you are Peace like a brilliant evening star A fire burning brightly bringing light to the dark Your warm embrace, so full of grace Thoroughly you, joy through and through Beautiful clown, spin me around Teach me to dance, I’ll take the chance And spend my night like you If you need an ear, ask me for mine I will be here, wide open line You are so purely who you are Peace like a brilliant evening star A fire burning brightly bringing light to the dark Your warm embrace, so full of grace So full of grace
8.
The Talk 03:01
Standing naked at the bottom of the stairs Calling to someone who I knew was not there Invisible to no one except me Coming face to face with all that I can’t see I talk and you talk Never did we have the talk Only in our silence did we talk Crushed into silence by my own desire Unable to make sense of my own fire I see now I did not know who I was I understand the pain that absence caused I talk and you talk Never did we have the talk Only in our silence did we talk There were some moments I was in too deep But there were no promises I did not keep I see the memory around your eyes My interest in your words is my disguise To speak about it now would seem amiss Yet silence seems the height of cowardice I talk and you talk Never did we have the talk Only in our silence did we talk I talk and you talk Never did we have the talk Only in our silence did we talk
9.
You’re standing here before me and it’s not quite fair You offer me a fistful of your four-leaf clovers Even though I searched around you everywhere Two more jump into your hands when you bend over I don’t want your stinking four-leaf clovers I want to find them on my own I want to be a four-leaf clover Then I won’t feel so alone Even though I act as if I just don’t care Years have passed and I have found no four-leaf clovers Then I glance beside my shoe and see it there I squeal and then announce at last my search is over I don’t want your stinking four-leaf clovers I want to find them on my own I want to be a four-leaf clover Then I won’t feel so alone You draw near and cheer me And call my find sublime “Now you know how they look You can find them all the time” Your strange prophetic words left me in deep despair Cause I was left alone to search for four-leaf clovers Even though you left a framed one as a spare I’d rather have you here to find my four-leaf clovers Yes I want your four-leaf clovers I won’t find them on my own I want to be a four-leaf clover Then I won’t feel so alone Yes I want your four-leaf clovers I won’t find them on my own I want to be a four-leaf clover Then I won’t feel so alone You draw near and cheer me
10.
It’s right there on the floor I don’t need it anymore I no longer feel the need To hang on to poison seed There I go, dumping my delusion Let my truth be more than illusion I just might reach the right conclusion In my soul, a stunning revolution I extend an olive branch Hoping for an avalanche I’m beginning to believe There’s no reason left to grieve There I go, dumping my delusion Let my truth be more than illusion I just might reach the right conclusion In my soul, a stunning revolution I can put this feeling down I can let in healing now Crazy places are redeemed Muddy water becomes clean Not just knowing right from wrong But embracing what is strong Leaving that which makes me weak So much strength to turn a cheek There I go, dumping my delusion Let my truth be more than illusion I just might reach the right conclusion In my soul, a stunning revolution Oh … muddy water becomes clean
11.
When’s the last time I have whispered with my head beside your ear? When’s the last time I have seen you and your whole face could appear? When’s the last time I have smiled and have no mask to interfere? There’s a tender place for joy hidden underneath the void Touch it and the tears will come again Waiting for the day to come when we don’t need to feel so numb The sorrows of this troubled time will end When’s the last time I embraced you with no thought that I should fear? When’s the last time I could breathe and always trust the atmosphere? When’s the last time I have laughed so both my eyes were filled with tears? There’s a tender place for joy hidden underneath the void Touch it and the tears will come again Waiting for the day to come when we don’t need to feel so numb The sorrows of this troubled time will end There is too much grief We need some relief Hold me close, I’ll try to cry In this tender place In your sweet embrace Hold me close, my eyes are dry When’s the last time I had words to make a worry disappear? When’s the last time I was fine and you could know I was sincere? When’s the last time I could weep like there’s no end to all my tears? There’s a tender place for joy hidden underneath the void Touch it and the tears will come again Waiting for the day to come when we don’t need to feel so numb The sorrows of this troubled time will end The sorrows of this troubled time will end The sorrows of this troubled time will end
12.
Little Life 03:00
She thinks of herself in a very small room Flowing with whispers of truth Holding them up like a crystalline bloom Searching each one for a cue Good God, tiny circumstance Good God, rich inheritance Each crystalline whisper unfolds in her hand Willing to give up its truth She closes her eyes and her essence expands Gathering longing anew Good God, tiny circumstance Good God, rich inheritance Seize her little life, shake it for some truth Gather up the gold, hammer ‘til it’s smooth You can catch the sun, shine it where you choose Such a little life, illuminates what’s true Galloping poetry flows from her soul Crashing through every untruth Curative words that fill every hole Audacity flowing anew Good God, tiny circumstance Good God, rich inheritance Good God, tiny circumstance Good God, rich inheritance

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In Call Out, Martha Groves Perry’s third release, her songwriting takes a decidedly bold turn, speaking clearly about hard truths with her characteristic insight and humor. Her lyrics are poetry, evoking strong visual and tactile imagery. Captivating melodic hooks, precise harmonies, and incisive commentary on herself and the world as she sees it combine with fat, intoxicating, badass Americana grooves created in partnership with producer Kenny Schick of Basement 3 Productions in Nashville. Flavors of PJ Harvey, Tom Waits, Tom Petty, and traditional Americana fuse in genre-bending performances, completed by Perry’s expansive and compelling vocal palette that has been compared to Natalie Merchant. Call Out pulls no punches, even in its softer moments, and promises to be an important offering among the music of 2023.

This album is a study in high contrast – dark and light, acceptance and refusal, love and hate, beauty and ugliness, forgiveness and rotting antipathy, rage and joy, acquiescence and calling out. Perry’s response is to speak truth as she understands it, and to acknowledge and affirm the contradictions and their richness. A hallmark of Perry’s songwriting is that even as she weighs in on deep and hard topics, the melody and groove stay magnetic, allowing the listener to experience the satisfying disquiet without spinning out. Perry’s songs communicate the tension between being stuck while freefalling and being drowned in noise while speaking as powerfully as she ever has.

Call Out affirms that the darks are dark, and the light is so very light, but insists that we not make everything gray to make it more comfortable, or make things gray when they are black, or call things gray that are another color altogether. This album gives off heat while churning like an underground river, opening the surface of our experience like a sinkhole to reveal truth.

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released April 21, 2023

All songs by Martha Groves Perry (MapleDream Music/ASCAP)
marthagrovesperry.com

Produced by Kenny Schick
Basement3Productions
b3pmusic.com

© 2023 Martha Groves Perry
℗ 2023 MapleDream Music
All Rights Reserved; unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

Recorded at

ToneFreq Studio, San Jose CA by Steven Glaze
Basement3Productions, Nashville TN by Kenny Schick

Produced, mixed, and mastered by Kenny Schick at Basement3Productions

Vocals, cello, acoustic guitar, and backing vocals by Martha Groves Perry
All other instruments and backing vocals by Kenny Schick
Additional backing vocals by Sabiné Heusler-Schick

Released by MapleDream Music

Photography by Kenny Schick plus 1 vintage photo; dahlia photos by Martha Groves Perry

Graphic design by Mike Bennewitz at sonofwitz.com

Booking: info@marthagrovesperry.com

Album website: mgpcallout.com

Additional backing vocals for McKiely’s Song / McKiely’s Song Chorus:

1 McKiely Joy
2 John Ahn
3 Jennifer Britton
4 Anna Buchmann
5 Mitchell Chandler
6 Nancy Chmura
7 Pete Chmura
8 Jaime Cid
9 Julie Clinton
10 Scott Clinton
11 Doug Cohen
12 Gene Colon
13 Barbara Cromarty
14 Sophia Cromarty
15 Gregg Curry
16 Chris D'Amico
17 Terri Daulton
18 Quint Daulton
19 Erika Doogah
20 Janet Dunwoody
21 Lea DeVore Groves
22 Katherine Hargitt
23 Iman Hassen
24 Doug Haynes
25 Kevin Higgs
26 Jonathan Hirsch
27 LeRonda Thompson (Keez)
28 Kirk Livingston
29 Adam McAfee
30 Janelle McAfee
31 Julie McAfee
32 Jailyn Rebeka Miller
33 Karina D'Nae Miller
34 Avery Newell
35 Janet O'Brien
36 Larry Page
37 Barbara Papamarcos
38 Bill Perry
39 Bryn Perry
40 Jim Peterson
41 Ken Purchase
42 Chris Purdum
43 Marcus Rivers
44 Pete Schaffer
45 Kenny Schick
46 Sabiné Heusler-Schick
47 Carrie Voigt Schonhoff
48 Jeff Schoppert
49 Riki Schoppert
50 Michèle Sharik
51 Allysun Sokolowski
52 Debbie Stoddard
53 J. Leigh Stone
54 Kelly Thompson
55 Eliot "Fivestringdoc" Thompson
56 Luiz-Otavio Zorzella
57 Laura Zucker

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Martha Groves Perry is a singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. Her original music has a straightforward, compelling, and edgy clarity with blues, southern rock, and experimental influences and a badass Americana flavor. Her lyrics are poetry, evoking strong visual and tactile imagery and reflecting the fearless truth-telling and unbothered amusement of a seasoned, female point of view. ... more

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