Walking Down The Streets

by The Letter Yellow

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Randy Bergida started writing songs for his band's debut album "Walking Down the Streets" in the winter of 2011. The 12-track record is a perfect pace of blues and rock—all with a modern kick, a strong beat, and lyrics that are both offbeat and universal. The Letter Yellow is all about real musicians playing together in a real space making real music.

For "Walking Down the Streets," Randy teams up with talented friends Mike Thies on drums and Abe Pollack on bass, for a Brooklyn made album. It was recorded at The Creamery by Quinn McCarthy, mixed by Joel Hamilton at Studio G Brooklyn and mastered by Steven Barson at Total Sonic.

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released 09 September 2012

Written and produced by Randy Bergida. I Can’t Get A and Window co-written with Mike Thies. All songs arranged by The Letter Yellow.


Engineered and Recorded by Quinn McCarthy at The Creamery Studio
Mixed by Joel Hamilton at Studio G
Additional Tracking and Editing at Songwriter Factory
Mastered by Steven Berson at Total Sonic Media
Album Design by Yuri Miyamoto
Written, Recorded, Mixed and Mastered in Greenpoint - Brooklyn, NY

“A big thank you to our families and friends for your love, support, talents and curiosity which have driven this record from start to finish!”

© Copyright 2012 The Letter Yellow (BMI 2012) All Rights Reserved

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The Letter Yellow began in Brooklyn, NY, in the winter of 2011 when Randy Bergida started writing songs at a furious rate. In July 2012, Randy releases his band's debut album "Walking Down the Streets." The 12-track record is a perfect pace of blues and rock—all with a modern kick, a strong beat, and lyrics that are both offbeat and universal. ... more

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Track Name: Changed
walking down the streets in the lower east side, eyes do glow
walking through the light across the clear blues sky, the water looks cold
you gotta change with the current of time, or get left behind
cause there’s no place like you I’d rather go, all of the time
 
you gotta change, I don’t wanna change
 
talking is a really great way to know, what we have to say
if you’re setting out for money, if your setting out for good, just set out as if you would
 
you gotta change, I don’t wanna change
 
yellow and blue are painting the sky, along the western tide
hand in hand you are a friend of mine, all of the time
 
you gotta change, I don’t wanna change
change, change, change….
 
Track Name: Hold Me Steady
a brown landscape fills the canvas, as the storm slows to a drizzle
and with a strong and pungent fall blown air, furious feat climb the swollen leaves
we smile for the sun as it shines a wink, and with the neighborhood so calm
 
hold me steady, hold me steady, it’s a long way to fall
 
a train leads up north, winding round the track, and the sun shines on our backs
flute melodies swallow the rumble of the cities feet, winding round the track, feel the warmth and the glow
 
hold me steady, hold me steady, it’s a long way to fall,
and tomorrows not getting any closer to me
 
you keep me warm like a sunny summer day
you keep me close so I don’t, fall behind
you keep me holdin’ steady, you keep me holdin’ steady
 
hold me steady, hold me steady, it’s a long way to fall, and tomorrows not getting any closer to me, hold me steady, hold me steady, tomorrow’s not getting any closer to me
Track Name: I Can't Get A
I can’t see which way I am going, when I look back it’s all a blur
time is pulling back the layers, quickly the pages turn
 
down and out the heart of the city, changing in and out of lanes
as I can’t see which way I am going, and then I’ll burn it up and let it all in
 
I can’t see which way I am going, when I look back it’s all a blur
tumbling down and pulling the layers, and I know that it comes with time
Track Name: Hope Street
been livin’ out on hope street, where people look away
there’s no one to tell you, that you’ve lost your way
been hangin’ out on main street, wanna make a new friend
there’s lot’s to think about, but it’s hard to say a word
 
and it’s hard to say a thing when you don’t know who you’re talking to,
it’s easy with you
and it’s hard to say a thing when you don’t know who you’re talking to,
it’s easy with you
 
make my way to 8th street, numbers do me fine
I think that I will stay here, even though nothings going on
now here I am off bleeker, there’s lots to think about
but it’s hard to say a word, just shy of a crowd
 
and it’s hard to say a thing when you don’t know who you’re talking to,
it’s easy with you
and it’s hard to say a thing and if you don’t know who you’re talking to,
it’s easy with you
Track Name: Hooray He's Not Dead
two kids sit equal distance on a wood platform, divided by a center stone
forming to a triangle, balancing it’s form
a gust of wind whips one child into his place, the other one is falling,
straight for the ground nothing saves the child
the difference is the weight between, the weight between never lies
 
the one that falls his name was charles he’s on his back
the other’s name has since been changed
is now flying through the air following his doom
how soon he is to hit the ground he’s on his back
sprawled out like a little child, shattered like an ice cycle, ooh
the difference is the weight between, the weight between never lies
 
and he wakes to charles sitting close by with eyes closed, praying he’s not dead
charles sings a big hooray, hooray he’s not dead
Track Name: It's Monday and I'm Dreaming
instead of staring back, look as front as far as eyes can see
taking a little trip, across the pale white light the clouds are few
just settle under lavender skies, the grass tickles our shy white backs
light a fire and kick off our shoes, the laugh ter cupped with wine keeps us warm
 
it’s hard to hush a city unless you get outside of it
the lovely sounds of crickets may make you crazy
saturday’s are not far from this, but it’s monday, and I’m dreaming this
 
somethings will age well with time, give some space, the sediment falls
take a flight out to L.A., driving up the California coast
just kickin’ at the pebbles and sand, the crowded beach so colorful
take a dive into the blue, the undertow is what’s keepin’ it alive
 
it’s hard to hush a city unless you get outside of it
the lovely sounds of crickets may make you crazy
saturday’s are not far from this, but it’s monday, and I’m dreaming this
Track Name: I Got You
timed without warning, grabbed your coat and went out walking
to the east river rocks and water
the sun sits back behind your face, glittering in gold
march has sprung soon to fly away
 
I wanna know what you want, there’s nothing I can’t give
You got it all right, and I’ve got you, I’ve got you babe, I’ve got you
 
half lit with the warmth of a photo filter
here the shots stormin’ from the window
of the train that you ride, glittering in gold
fantasy soon to fly away
 
I wanna know what you want, there’s nothing I can’t give
You got it all right, and I’ve got you, I’ve got you babe, I’ve got you
 
Well I got you, well I got you, well I got you, well I got you
Track Name: Window
closes her window, retraces her steps, there’s too much light, in the middle of the night
where did I go wrong she thinks, searching for the door, I never wished for this, and I don’t have a clue
 
then she finds a window, climbs out through the trees, down the cobblestone roads, to the garden
 
late in the evening, the headlights loom, turn the analogue radio knob, and the windows rolling down
runnin’ on empty, shades of sandy scape,  roads are runnin’, straight and infinite
 
then she finds a door, back from where she came from, to where she believes, forgetting the past
 
down in the garden, where there is no time, down in the garden, losing track of time
Track Name: Out On The Streets
settle in a cozy café with cider and tea, drinking and listening and feeling warm
oak and franklin are neighbors of mine, talking and keeping warm
 
out on the streets, out on the streets
 
headin’ up harlem’s way to the top of the borough, just simply listenin’ and feeling warm
it’s a grand old hall to live in, with green and gold décor, here we are listenin’ and laughing and feeling warm
 
out on the streets, out on the streets
 
we’re taking a while, out on the streets
we’re taking our time
strolling a while, out on the streets
 
drivin’ out of port authority, looking out of the window, landscapes are shifting from trees and grass, the sun feels warm
steel shadows are blowin’ in the wind, weeping willows are still, the water sits placidly it feels so warm
 
out on the streets, out on the streets
 
we’re taking a while, out on the streets
we’re taking our time
we’re strolling a while, out on the streets, out on the streets
Track Name: 14 Bar Blues
late monday morning on her way back home
her eyes met mine but we both had a place to go
this is a story ‘bout a love romance part fantasy, said if you want it, get it and go
 
I love the light right now yerba and my thoughts
sittin’ in my corner seat with my warm tea pot
pourin’ and sippin’ as the morning insues, it’s here in my Brooklyn chair, that I pass the days
 
I find the nerve and grab the nearest phone
call the operator asking her her prediction
punchin’ in the numbers and the phone rings, 1, 2, 3, 4, leave a message
 
anticipation is a mild way to say
and if you hear me on my way back home
ooooh yeah, it’s what it’s all about
Track Name: In The Sun Making Waves
in the sun riding tails, consider and jump right in making waves, making waves
 
see the world as the sun sets, gold sands to turn to water, we jump right in making waves, making waves
 
sunday morning shines bright, over the Williamsburg water, we jump right in making waves, making waves
 
in the sun as the sun sets, over the Williamsburg water, jump right in making waves, and jump right in making waves, jump right in making waves, making waves
Track Name: Southern Bound
lookin’ out at the fallin’ leaves, maps and miles to the sea, drivin’ long way southern bound
got a bag full of tambourines, got a mouth full of lovely scenes, drivin’ long way southern bound
 
folding rivers on back road highways, sun has just begun to set
love is tangling up my heart as I leave this town my friends have been around
I am traveling southern bound
 
watch the sunrise side to side, watch the moon through the sky, drivin’ long way southern bound
silence stretches on, silence on and on and on
 
folding rivers on back road highways, sun has just begun to set
love is tangling up my heart as I leave this town my friends have been around
I am traveling southern bound, southern bound
 
silence stretches on, silence on and on and on…