Little Pieces
The Juliana Hatfield Three
I read the other day that Juliana is supporting the LEMONHEADS “It’s A Shame About Ray” tour which is having its 30th anniversary. This made me happy because BECOME WHAT YOU ARE is a great album I still play and I’ve always followed her career. I wrote about Juliana and Evan’s song My Drug Buddy back in May. When I first got to LA, I won tickets to her show calling into KROQ and saw her perform in a small club on Sunset Blvd. I remember being moved by her set. And this track in particular — something about the loose guitar production and drums, but mostly her vocals. It’s like she’s really talking to this dude who has led her on and treated her bad. And then she’s talking to herself — trying to be reassuring but mostly questioning everything. It’s like a good, subtle performance from a character in a Nicole Holofcener film or something — it just feels real, heartfelt, honest, moving. Even after all these years I still feel something for this person in pain. But somehow I still feel her strength and want to believe these emotions and questions are her first steps towards real independence.
You left the state without me.
Shows how much you care about me.
I could call, but you could hang up.
You could take my loving cup.
But I don't want to share.
I don't want to care.
I don't want to bare it all.
You've got a life without me.
Don't know a thing about me.
It's no wonder I can't get through.
On the phone he said "I love you."
I don't want to talk it over.
Never cried on anyone's shoulder.
More and more
As I get older.
Take a look and see
How alone and free
Anyone can be.
Just never let 'em see you sweat.
Little pieces, all they get.
So why do you still feel like shit?
Feels like a heartbreak.
But it's nothing near that great.
I never came that close.
Not even an only ghost.
And on and on it goes.
Nobody knows.
My heart's on fire,
But my blood is frozen.
Take a look and see
How alone and free
Anyone can be.
Just never let 'em see you sweat.
Little pieces, all they get.
So why do you still feel like this?
It's a mystery
How I seem to be
Something less than myself.
It's a mystery
How I seem to be
Something less than myself.
It's a mystery
How I seem to be
Something less than myself.
