Box of Troubles

by Danielle Miraglia

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A journey through the blend of darkness and light that life has to offer - barebones folk-blues recording that highlights strong finger-pickin, sweet whiskey vocals and stomping left boot. , with a little help from her friends on such instruments as upright bass, viola and a little bit of sax.

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released 01 October 2011

Produced, engineered and mixed by Tom Bianchi – 24hour Recordings
Mastered by Ian Kennedy at New Alliance East
All songs written by Danielle Miraglia © 2011 except trk 7 (trad)

Danielle Miraglia – vocals, acoustic and electric guitar, stomp box
Tom Bianchi – bass, backing vocals, percussion, harmonica
Laurence Scudder – viola
Jim Larkin – drums
Steve Latt – pedal steel, violin
Paul Ahlstrand – sax
Jake Bush – accordian
Ryan Fitzsimmons – backing vocals
Jen Kearney – backing vocals
Samantha Farrell – backing vocals
Jocelyn Arem – backing vocals
Trevor Smith – banjo
Greg Klyma – mandolin
Jesse Pagano – washboard

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Danielle Miraglia Boston, Massachusetts

Danielle Miraglia comes armed with a strong steady thumb on an old Gibson, an infectious stomp-box rhythm and harmonica. Her tunes range from heart-felt to socially conscious and will move both your heart and hips. Her latest release “Box of Troubles” a barebones expression of all these attributes, explores the highs and lows that life has to offer and has already received rave reviews. ... more

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Track Name: Fold My Hand
Baby I forgive you, though I’ll never forget
You told them everything I did
I know you believe me that it was self defense
And running isn’t any way to live

I’m doing, I’m doing all that I can
To fold my hand

I looked in that man’s eyes and saw my daddy’s sins
That made me walk the street since I was 10
That trigger popped like a balloon to a pin
No one will ever hurt me again

I’m doing, I’m doing all that I can
To fold my hand

I told my lawyer I don’t want no more appeals
I said I did it in cold blood okay, I lied
Living is torture when your fates already sealed
I’ve had enough please let the walking dead die

Baby I still love you though you won’t see my tears
I’d have taken care of you hell or high
I hope you find what you’re looking for out there
I’ll see you on the other side, for now my love goodbye

I’m doing, I’m doing all that I can
To fold my hand
Track Name: Loud Talker
I’m a loud talker
If you don’t like it then you better walk away
Raising the volume with every beer
Everybody knows I’m here
Making sure you know I’m here

I’m no street walker
Just cause I’m rubbing up against this pole
My tight dress is for me alone
But don’t you want to take me home
I know you want to take me home

What are ya some kind of stalker
Lookin’ at me that way
But if this round is on ya
Maybe I’ll give you the time of day
Maybe I’ll give you the time of day

Look at me don’t look at me
Look at me don’t look at me
Look at me don’t look at me
Look at me don’t look at me

Hold me
Hold me
Don’t let me be lonely
I’m so lonely
Ge off of me

I’m a loud talker
And everybody knows I’m here
Everybody knows I’m here
Making sure you know I’m here
Track Name: Choir
When Dylan Sang his words into the wind
It rumbled like a universal hymn
Changing the world was the latest thing
All the kids jumped and screamed for the one they admired

But no one was listening
No one was listening
No one was listening but the choir

Now the silver spoons and the charmed ones
The talking heads and the armed ones
Say they know what should be done for the harmed ones
And push it on down through the wire

But no one is listening
No one is listening
No one is listening but the choir

People shouting all around
A preacher for every town
I hope that choir comes around

Jesus said to love one another
And some other good stuff like that
But that doesn’t serve to make any bellies fat
So they focus on that ol’ lake of fire

Cause no one was listening
No one was listening
No one was listening but the choir
Track Name: Home
Shed your skin, goodbye to all things known
Life is about to begin, boy you’ve grown
Make mistakes, place some losing bets
Your heart will break, but never have regrets

Devils get their wings some angels fall
The rest of us roam
You can lie in your own bed within these walls
But you can’t go home

My good friend, full of time and charm
Started at the end, a needle in his arm
He arose, a clear and brilliant mind
Until his ghosts caught him from behind

Devils get their wings some angels fall
The rest of us roam
You can lie in your own bed within these walls
But you can’t go home

Boy is back in town, welcome home signs in his name
His old friends are still around, but they don’t look the same
Take your time, do the things you love
Cause even when it’s on your side, it’s never enough

Devils get their wings some angels fall
The rest of us roam
You can lie in your own bed within these walls
But you can’t go home
Track Name: See the Light
Ground is white, sky is black
Nothing but ice on the subway track
Straight n’ narrow path got a big ol’ crack
The ones who bought the halos want their money back

I’m all right if you're all right
I’m all right if you’re all right
I’m all right if you’re all right
It’s so dark I can see the light

Fridge is empty, cash is gone
There’s a beggar in a high rise with a three piece on
Everybody’s sayin it won’t be long
Santa’s in drag and he’s singin’ a song

I’m all right if you’re all right…

Interest like a rocket, no money down
Here’s the last bill in my pocket, let me buy a round
One big boat in the muddy ground
Nobody sleeps alone at rock bottom now

I’m all right if you’re all right…
Track Name: Another Round
There’s no captain here to turn this ship around
Not a swimmer in sight, not a life vest to be found
There’s a place on the boat where we all go to drown
For a warm hand to hold when this thing goes down

Have another round with me
Have another round with me
Please don’t leave me alone at sea
Have another round with me

Let me take you to the darkest rooms
Where sun don’t shine, just the soft light of the moon
Enough poison and the night can be a womb
That births you in the morning and orphans you by noon

Have another round with me
Have another round with me
Please don’t leave me alone at sea
Have another round with me

The ceiling leaks but we hear no thunder
No one speaks of the ship that’s going under
We all got each other and yet no one at all
Glasses rise just as the bottom falls

Have another round with me
Have another round with me
Please don’t leave me alone at sea
Have another round with me
Track Name: Drive
Kick back
Have another glass
No need to be sorry for what’s past

Put your weight on me
We’ll get by some how
But we don’t have to talk about that now

When it clears let’s maybe go for a ride
Drink up baby
You don’t have to drive

Baby don’t look now, the sky is coming down out there
I’ll pull you off the ground and carry you anywhere

Do what you gotta do to feel all right
Drink up baby
You don’t have to drive

Baby don’t look now, the sky is coming down out there
I’ll pull you off the ground and carry you anywhere

Show me what hurts and make it mine
Drink up baby
You don’t have to drive

Drink up baby
You don’t have to drive
Track Name: Glimmer of Gold
When days are short
And nights are long
And nothing ever grows
The fall is over
The concrete’s colder
Up is the only way to go
You rise from the rubble
In your box of troubles
There is always a glimmer of gold

Like a half-smile on a child
Who has learned too much too soon
She grew up fast
But the worst is past
And every tear is a tune
She rose from the rubble
In her box of troubles
There is always a glimmer of gold

There may not be a bright light
But there’s a candle
Lit just enough to help you find the door
When the world hands you
More than you can handle
You take on just a little more
Rise from the rubble
In your box of troubles
There is always a glimmer of gold
Track Name: Good Times
Coffee for lunch
Beer at moonlight
We slept through the sun
What happened last night

We got good times first through December
We got good times that we can’t remember

There were songs in the street
We were having a ball
You said something sweet
That I can’t recall

We got good times first through December
We got good times that we can’t remember

Bottles by the bed
Bottles by the ton
I don’t know what we did
But it must’ve been fun

We got good times first through December
We got good times that we can’t remember