more from
This Is American Music

Bulletville

by Mark Utley

supported by
Raymond Rusinak
Raymond Rusinak thumbnail
Raymond Rusinak Mark Utley and Bulletville restores my faith that contemporary country music can indeed be great. Great job Mark!!!
Bucky
Bucky thumbnail
Bucky I can count on one hand the artists that are saving country music right now and Mark Utley is one of them! Another fantastic output by Utley taking his game even more down the traditional country path. Gorgeous both musically and lyrically! Favorite track: Jesus Wept.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $5 USD  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Compact Disc in four-panel cardboard digipak with plastic tray.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Bulletville via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days

      $10 USD or more 

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    150 gram black vinyl with picture sleeve

    Includes unlimited streaming of Bulletville via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days

      $15 USD or more 

     

1.
2.
3.
4.
03:36
5.
6.
03:56
7.
8.
9.
10.
11.
02:34

about

This Is American Music release

credits

released April 11, 2015

"Bulletville delivers a solid package of tear stained and heart wrenching country songs that run the gamut from George-and-Tammy-like laments to beer fuelled honky tonking gut busters fuelled by lashings of pedal steel.

The album opens with the loping bass into to Good Timin’ Girl, a breeze of a song with a classic bittersweet country tale that could have been written by Dolly Parton and sung by Kenny Rogers, in fact if Rogers or any of his ilk ever took this on then it would be a guaranteed hit. As it is the performance here is exemplary, Utley almost croons the words while Frye adds a multtitracked refrain, the pedal steel is sweet and honeyed and Nye offers up a fine piano solo. Wish You Were Her, however steers well clear of the charts and heads for the bars as the band sway into Ameripolitan territory and the guitars grimace instead of smile. A woozy waltz time lament with a seventies feel courtesy of the electric keyboards and fuzzy bass line it sees Utley and his partner sharing a table but separated by miles of estrangement. The album is packed full of these wonderful odes to lost or failed love with Utley mining the past and coming up with new treasures such as the classic couplet “I just can’t remember to forget” on the honky tonk tones of Remember To Forget while Honey I’m Home weeps wonderfully as Utley swaps the family home for the local pub in an attempt to drown his sorrows. One Heartbeat At A Time is another break up song but it’s delivered with the commercial heartbeat that John Hartford sounded out on Gentle On My Mind and is another example of the commercial potential contained herein. While all of the band are in excellent form here Renee Frye in particular sparkles with her harmony support with Only In Our Minds, an excellent country duet. She has two showcases here, the rolling and tumbling boogie Firecracker where she is as sassy as Loretta Lynn, while The Only Thing is another tear jerking lament offering the female counterpoint to Utley’s songs of loss.

If this were all the album would be a winner but they throw in a couple of belters just to up the ante. Four In The Morning swaggers in with a muscular swing as beefy pedal steel and swirling organ churn and boil over a menacing rhythm producing a song that has the heft of a Joe Ely song back when he was a pal of The Clash. Jesus Wept is simpler in its delivery with some Bakersfield country in the twang guitars as Utley sings “I’m broke as hell, all my bills are due, My girlfriend’s mad and my wife is too” on a song that just about encapsulates the stereotype of red necked country music lovers. It’s a bit of a hoot. Utley closes the album with the only cover, a version of fellow TIAM artists, Great Peacock’s Bluebird which he dresses up in warm vocals and sweet pedal steel murmurings, a sweet end to a meaty album." - Paul Kerr, Blabber 'n' Smoke


“Good Timin’ Girl” welcomes listeners to Bulletville. A song about regret from all sides, Utley delivers a tale of a man and woman that question their abnormal relationships. She has spent a life giving herself to the next man and now has nothing to show for it, while he wasted most of his time trying to pursue her love. The song “Honey, I’m Home” is a brilliantly-written song about loss and heartache. Utley sings of a man that has lost his wife and can’t bear to spend time in their home. So the local watering hole and the inside of a bottle take its place. Bulletville kicks up the twang with the track “Jesus Wept”. Infused with a bit of humor it is a satirical statement letting listeners know that one person’s bad day/life may be trivial compared to others. Plus, how can you not like a song that successfully references Elvis dying on the commode, missing George Jones, or yelling at kids to get off the lawn. Adding a bit of Southern soul to the record is the bluesy “Four in the Morning”. Utley unleashes one of the best lines on the album, “this is the time of the evening when you can’t fool yourself no more / when the good Lord ain’t talkin’, and the Devil’s at the door”, as he paints a vivid image of a man at the end of his rope. The album comes to a close with the beautiful “Bluebird”. The music takes a backseat to the vocals as Utley and Renee Frye harmonize on this melancholy tune. Speaking of Ms. Frye, be sure and listen to “Firecracker” and “The Only Thing” where she takes lead vocals. Going from feisty to forlorn, her sultry voice is mesmerizing.

From beginning to end, this record is true Country music. Influences from Country music’s past litter the songs as Utley and company deliver a classic sound that never gets old. Country music is at a crossroads where over-produced pop melodies and hiphop-inspired vocals have over taken the industry, threatening to choke out any semblance of the classic sounds. Thankfully, there are bands like Bulletville that understand that good Country music is about substance not style, and this album is full of substance." - Chris Martin, Atlanta Music Examiner

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Mark Utley Cincinnati, Ohio

Cincinnati-based singer/songwriter Mark Utley is the driving force behind the acclaimed roots-rock/Americana band Magnolia Mountain, the honky-tonk Country outfit Bulletville, and the two "Music for the Mountains" fundraising concerts and compilation albums. ... more

contact / help

Contact Mark Utley

Streaming and
Download help

Track Name: Good Timin' Girl
GOOD TIMIN' GIRL
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

She looks in the mirror at beauty that's startin' to fade
And she wonders at all of the time that she let get away
All the love she turned down when she had all the time in the world
But time, it ain't no kind of friend to a good timin' girl

She knows how to get what she wants, but lately she finds
That what her heart desires, she can't get with a wink and a smile
And when the party's all over, she knows she's alone in the world
There ain't nothin' as sad as the tears of a good timin' girl

I met her in Winter, and my heart was cold as a stone
And she gave me her fire and I kept her from sleepin' alone
I thought I could change her and take her away from that world
And I told her I loved her, and I lost my good timin' girl

Some night you might see her, sitting right there at the bar
And you'll think she's so fine and you'll want her to be where you are
So you buy her a drink and you dance and you give her a twirl
But, son, don't you give up your heart to a good timin' girl
No, don't ever give up your heart to a good timin' girl

She looks in the mirror at beauty that's startin' to fade
Track Name: Wish You Were Her
WISH YOU WERE HER
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

I'm havin' a wonderful time, wish you were her
The woman that I used to know, the woman you were
You haven't loved me for such a long time
But we keep pretendin' that everything's fine
I'm havin' a wonderful time, wish you were her

Remember when we used to have somethin' to say
Now we just sit here with time slippin' away
The ocean is lovely, the beach is sublime
But whatever you're thinkin', I ain't on your mind
I'm havin' a wonderful time, wish you were her

I wish I could tell you that I'm doin' well
But we're here in heaven and I feel like hell
Across from a stranger, someone that I used to know
Such a long time ago

I'm havin' a wonderful time, wish you were her
I'm havin' a wonderful time, havin' a wonderful time
I'm havin' a wonderful time, wish you were her
Wish you were her
Track Name: Remember to Forget
REMEMBER TO FORGET
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

How I wish I could find a way to get you off of my mind
That day may come, but it ain't happened yet
Though it's easy to see your heart has given up on me
I just can't remember to forget

Girl, I'm tryin' to do all the things you asked me to
And make myself believe it's for the best
That love is gone and won't return
That I don't ache and I don't burn
But I just can't remember to forget

Forget the way you loved me, forget the way you smiled
Forget the way it felt to be yours for just a while
Forget the way you held me in your warm embrace
Forget that lovin' feelin' and that look upon your face

It's high time for me to put you out of my misery
But I just can't remember to forget

It's torturin' me that you gave up so easily
When I just can't remember to forget
No, I just can't remember to forget
Track Name: Firecracker
FIRECRACKER
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

I'm a sweet little thing when I wanna be
My mama taught me what a good woman should be
She taught me how to stand up strong and live on my own
I want a good man who can handle me
One good night ain't enough, you see
I don't care about your money or your daddy's name
I want two strong arms and a heart like a burnin' flame

All you cowboys need to know
If you think I'm your kind of rodeo
I'm the kind of pony that's hard to tame
If you wanna get close to me
If you think you can stand the heat
I'm the kind of powder that might explode
And I'm lookin' for a heart and a spark that'll make it blow

'Cause I'm a firecrtacker, baby, don't you burn your hands on me
A little firecracker, baby, light my little fuse and see

I can be as sweet as a honeybee
And I can be as bad as you want me to be
So if you got that fire I need, baby, let's go go go
Track Name: Honey, I'm Home
HONEY, I'M HOME
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

Slow setting sun, work day is done
Start up my car and drive
Down familiar roads, guided by the glow of my headlights
Pull into the drive, park and walk inside and I'm all right
She's always there with my favorite chair
A drink and a smile for me
Says "How was your day? I hope that you can stay, can I help you?"
The girl behind the bar, she sells me what I need to forget you

So this is where I go, every night since you said "no"
'Cause I can't face your old ghost
In the house where we spent our days
These are my new friends and family
Yeah, the folks here understand me
With the losers and the lonely
I guess, honey, I'm home

It's nice to know there's somewhere to go
At the end of a long, hard day
To smoke a cigarette and drink 'til I forget I still love you
And all my friends are here
To drink and disappear right beside me

So this is where I'll stay, 'til I get to that someday
When I stop feelin' this way
'Til your memory sets me free
Until then I've got a table in the corner and I'm able
To hold on to somethin' stable
Because, honey, I'm home
'Til they close down this bar room
'Til then, honey, I'm home
Track Name: Jesus Wept
JESUS WEPT
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

Jesus came and Jesus tried
Jesus wept and Jesus died
And I ain't feelin' that good myself today
I'm broke as hell, all my bills are due
My girlfriend's mad and my wife is, too
And everyone's lined up for judgin' me

The glass ain't half empty and it ain't half full
I'm drinkin' from the bottle like I always do
That's the way life makes some sense to me
I found religion at the local bar
I heard God singin' in a steel guitar
Tellin' me He loves a wretch like me
Jesus came and Jesus tried
Jesus wept and Jesus died
And I ain't feelin' that good myself today

Elvis died on the bathroom floor
And old George Jones ain't singin' no more
The radio ain't no damned good to me
There's some jackass in a jacked-up truck
With a fake accent and a million bucks
Tellin' me he's Country as can be

I wanna hear a song about a workin' man
Some good soul doin' the best they can
A heartbroke fool who's lonesome just like me
I'll play my old Waylon 'til the break of dawn
And all you kids can just get off of my lawn
'Cause I'm a mean old dog, just let me be
Jesus came and Jesus tried
Jesus wept and Jesus died
And I ain't feelin' that good myself today
No, I ain't feelin' that good myself today
Track Name: Only in Our Minds
ONLY IN OUR MINDS
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

Tell me that you never think about me
Tell me that your kisses were a lie
Tell me I don't haunt your dreams like you keep hauntin' mine
Tell me this is only in my mind

Tell me that you're over me completely
Tell me I should go on with my life
Tell me that you only meant to hold me for a time
Tell me this is only in my mind

For if this love is something real
Then two other hearts must pay
So tell me that I'm just a fool for lovin' you this way

Tell me that you never think about me
Tell me that your kisses were a lie
Tell me that this foolish flame was only born to die
Tell me this is only in my mind
Tell me this is only in my mind
Won't you tell me this is only in our minds
Track Name: One Heartbeat at a Time
ONE HEARTBEAT AT A TIME
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

Everybody says the way to heal a broken heart
Is just to take things one day at a time
But when each day's an eternity, a long unbroken line
I get a little lost inside my mind

Well-intentioned friends, they want to offer me advice
They're just tryin' to help me get along
But none of them can tell me how to speed the hands of time
And without you, these days are too damned long

The leaves have started turning and the frost is on the breeze
And I don't want to think about you if you do not think of me
So I will go through this my own way
And take this thing one heartbeat at a time

And I can only wonder where you might be tonight
Who you're with and how you spend your time
Does any word I ever said remain with you inside
To toss and turn away a sleepless night?

So I will go into the darkness if your heart is through with me
And I know that winter's comin' and your warmth is gone from me
So I will go through this my own way
And take this thing one heartbeat at a time
One heartbeat at a time
One heartbeat at a time
Track Name: The Only Thing
THE ONLY THING
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

I don't know what's goin' on
I don't know what I did wrong
Except to keep on lovin' you a little bit too long
'Cause I fought so hard for you
Each and every endless night
I've forgiven you a thousand times
Even though I know you lied

But, darlin', if you have to go
There's nothin' I can do, but I know
The only thing that I did wrong
Was keep lovin' you too long

Are you with somebody now?
Or just out there on your own?
I don't know just who I am these days
You've been part of me too long

And though you think I'm weak, I'm strong
I had to be to keep holdin' on
The only thing that I did wrong
Was keep lovin' you too long
Baby, go
And it'll break my heart, but I'll know
The only thing that I did wrong
Was keep lovin' you too long
The only thing that I did wrong
Was keep lovin' you too long
Track Name: Four in the Morning
FOUR IN THE MORNING
(Mark Utley - Sleep Cat Music/BMI)

It's four in the morning, darkness before dawn
Ashtray overflowin', bottle almost gone
This is the time of the evening
W hen you can't fool yourself no more
When the Good Lord ain't talkin'
And the devil's at the door

It feels like nobody knows me and I don't know no one
But I've had my reasons for everything I've done
And all these different ways of dyin'
They all make too much sense to me
When it's four in the morning
And your heart is gone from me

Better days may come, I know
A round the next blind curve in the road
But every time I get knocked down
It's a little bit harder to get off the ground

And there's a blood moon that's shinin' down upon my home
Night wind is howlin' with a hollow moan
And I ain't nothin' but lonesome
Weary way down to my bones
Because it's four in the morning
A nd you don't love me anymore
Baby, it's four in the morning
And the devil's at the door

It's four in the morning
It's four in the morning
It's four in the morning
Track Name: Bluebird
BLUEBIRD
(Andrew Nelson - Uncle Kenny's Music/ASCAP and Blount Floyd - The Back 40 Music/SESAC)

Bluebird, sing me a song tonight
Bluebird, make it all right
Bluebird, there's not a cloud in sight
Bluebird, why do you cry?

I'm blue like you, too
There's nothin' we can do
I'm blue like you, too, bluebird

Blue sky, where do you go to hide?
Blue sky, don't say goodnight

I'm blue like you, too
There's nothin' we can do
I'm blue like you, too
There's nothin' we can do
I'm blue like you, too, bluebird