Civilized Natives

Season 15 Episode 3 | 58m 46sVideo has Closed Captions

StudioAmped showcases the original music of regional artists. Civilized Natives performs.

Aired 03/26/2025

Civilized Natives

Season 15 Episode 3 | 58m 46sVideo has Closed Captions

StudioAmped showcases the original music of regional artists. Civilized Natives performs.

Civilized Natives (Pensacola, Fla.) was founded in 1994. In 2000, the band was awarded the opportunity to record and release their first CD, “Closing In,” as Pensacola’s SpringFest Discovery Stage Award winner. Fast forward 30 years with founding members Glenn Vignolo and Jeff Gardner; the band is experiencing a revival with new music, new recordings and a robust performance schedule.

Aired 03/26/2025

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Season 15 Episode 3 | 58m 46sVideo has Closed Captions

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Thank you. I have lifted And I drifted down. I have shifted and been turned around. I was wandering through the emptiness in my soul. till you made me whole. And you gave it back. From a day turned to black. I have gathered and have thrown away. With my life I have often played. And the times that in frivolity I lay down. More than I should. You picked it up and filled my cup. I am waiting for my time to come. I have seen it. I am almost home. What I seek will be added unto. I open my hands and I give it to you. I have gone through the motions without the feel. Giving sway to that which wasn't real. I have lied to every one. Including myself. When I thought and I felt. I was tired of it all. Till I answered your call. I am waiting for my time to come. I have seen it. I am almost home. What I seek will be added unto you. I open my hand and I give it to you. I have listened And I truly heard. I've had trouble trying to find the words. I have tasted of the bitterness of the truth and waste in my youth. On the search for the light that I never got right. I am waiting for my time to come. I have seen it. I am almost home. What I see will be added unto. I will lay my hands and I give it to you. Oh, I am waiting for my time to come. I had seen it. I am almost home. Thank you. The story starts on a high slope And then it ends like the others. You wrote with just a statue missing from the yard And no one notices and no one knows. I miss the light I miss our world It was the best and worst of times I want it back I miss the light Is there an antidote An answer doesn't come The page is torn from out the book. the chapter was when our foundation shoot and at the end well Well, I don't believe I know. Where is that? where is that passage kept tears away And miss the light. I miss our world it was the best and worst of times I wanted back. I miss the light Is there an antidote an answer doesn't come as if there were a happy twist I'm smiling now. though the humor's amiss the garden blooms but as the flower petals fall I see a finite world It's all too real. I miss the light that shapes my world. I make such shadows. Run to places out of sight. I miss the light. is there atonement to be had I want it back I want it back I miss the light why must I crawl I miss the light Is there an antidote? An answer doesn't come Somewhere on the road. I move without ceasing. Never knowing where I must stop and so I move I feel the rush of the wind from diesels get taken aback but still I move I cannot be stopped. only forwad ever trusting myself I move somewhere among the stars I sail on the solar winds Not nearly sure why I know how to. I sing among the planets and the constellations and tears of knowledge and some continuity. I seek I will not be detained. I have so many questions. No answers and things to explore without ending. I seek somewhere between my eyes is where it hits me. And I'm not expecting it. And sometimes when I am, I stir at the restlessness towards me with missing. By the time I get up. There's nothing going on. I am out on the road. I'm out looking backwards and sideways and upwards taking in what I see I look I.

I could not be stopped. Cannot find my feet.

Only wings. only forward ever Trusting my self. I move Someone in my life there is dying ahead. never knowing where it ends and so I move I feel the rush of the centuries What I may have done before this life I move Towards the finding of peace reassurance in meaning only upwards and finding my way I move Oh, I move writing on deep blue Wringing my hands until the moment she comes I scratch her name on my pillow. And wish her head was there I leave myself opened up And right on time. The pain arrives But I'm a struggling bastard. Unable to keep up. If I were able I would. her with the comfort of knowing me No longer stand in the rain flowing down my face Just to be there to adore her and to love her Now I love only a shadow Riding on deep blue Waiting into my self doubt. wanting to court her and asking for her hand. but she would laugh at me wouldn't she laugh even that sound it seems would be enough if I were strong I would not be living just to see her. waiting on her to come through She would simply be there if I was someone. Kind of place and recognition. But my only place is waiting. ooooh ooooh oooh will she ever know my love is true If I may be convinced. To lift me up. If I were ready I would say the things I needed to say. Let's look it up. The longing that I know I feel. If I had courage I could break through All the walls that hold me I'd be holding her now. writing my deep blues Watching her leave with someone else. Thank you very much. Ladies and gentlemen, Jeff Gardner, Teresa Vignolo and me. And we're going to sing this for you. Oh love you've claimed your final victim Oh love you flogged your final fool You've erupted your vast mountains Your towers lay to rest in your pools. No one could fill this place like me. No one could be that naive as I have. Oh, heart, you've beaten your last beat. Your drumming will no longer move a soul Oh, heart. You've become something useless. In fact You've grown very old. No one will remember your passing. They will not stand in their final days. Asking where you've gone Where you've gone. Where you've gone. Certainly it can be like this. Open your eyes. Don't resist. She's in love. And nothing can hold her back No one can stop her now. She's on a one way track Can't you see she's headed for something greater than anyone's ever known. She's in love. She's alive. Oh, watch her now. Feeling so renewed. She's in love. Nothing can hold her back. No one can stop her now. She's on a one way track Can't you see she's heading for something greater than anyone's ever known. she's in love. She runs, flies through the fields Her heart is no longer sealed. She's in love. Nothing can hold her back. No one can stop her now. She's on a one way track. Can't you see she's headed for something greater than any one's ever known? She's in love she lives her dreams are real Her heart is no longer sealed She's in love. nothing can hold her back. There we go. No one can stop her now. She's on a one way track. Can't you see she's headed for something greater than anyone's ever known? She's in love. She's in love. And nothing can hold her back No one can stop her now. She's on a one way track Can't you see she's headed for something greater than anyone's ever known? She's in love. Now.

Thank you very much.

Oh. So here it is. My final stand. I make it all alone. On my feet with trembling hands. There you are. You look at me. A cold wind blows and I know this wasn't meant to be. But I'll stand where I stand. And I'll let your love go free. I've been through this. This won't be the end of me. So this is all that can be said. Mistakes and trespasses too often are replayed. The final chord in the symphony was sad and dark. And race. Its message will be clear. You must. soar and fly away Or be the death of.

We. I've always known. But now my heart can see. Time heals all wounds. And I will love you all my days. I know you will be with me through each season and every change. So here I am at last, my friend. Remembering the past that will never live again. The things we've learned in the short time. Have shown us many paths. Many obstacles to climb When the moon begins to shine. and shadows fall. between. I'll carry on. This won't be the end of me. I'll carry on. This won't be the end. of me There. Basking in your tears. Come pouring down like light. Cleansing to my soul. Dare Illuminate my path. Come waltzing through this hate When none would let me feel. Touch me like you did before so many years ago. dear one I am so lost inside. You surely know by now. I'll never be the same. Still you patiently stand by and take me in your eyes. Help to soothe regret. You flying through my dreams. It won't be long I swear. Oh no. Oh Pale the early dawn And you are in my soul there. Shall you remain And no. No matter how this goes I'll never leave your side. Wish the phones weren't reading like they do I won't be spending time I'm just passing through. There's got to be another way to go. Got to be another voice to follow Have we wasted time is coming here. Will we ever see the last tomorrow? Blazing in the pathway. Straight ahead.

Oh, the remnants of convention. and where they've led There has to be divine intervention. A suicidal idiot's invention. Needs to be again, a way to save. from hallucinations and foolish inspiration. You wanted us to listen. And we did Oh, now see the price we pay in your power bid.

Oh! Oh my God. they've hidden our direction direction. and the tollbridge off to nowhere is too high You've wasted time in hiding. Insurrections. Now the fates will cast a different die This is our life. Don't leave unsaid. I'll try not to reveal. These are your words. And I value each and every word you have for me. Come, open up. Don't fear the unknown. I was never one who wouldn't hear you believe. Take my hand. Let me lead you. You are outside where hurt has left you Suspicious and alone. And I know. I can see my life reflecting in your eyes. We travel down. These parallel roads. Going to be in meeting the same things. Arrival is all we all. Time to get real So this is you. And this is me. And here we are at last. I see it now. We are inspired by what it is we.

Us. We travel down these parallel roads. Going to be in meeting the same thing. arrival is all we want Time to get real Oh, oh. Oh two. Three. four I've been torturing your cat. And I've been trying to pass the hours that leave me. waiting here doo doo doo doo doo doo doo got a toy mouse on a string and I'm an unsympathic thing feeling tethered here without so much as a phone call nevermind a kiss to steal pass the time in picking my sunburn It's a funny act. Watch the lobster peel I'm too fair doo doo doo doo doo doo and you're not you're not I've been reading magazines, and I like those National Geographic's scenes. I get more action. The real estate to say I am piled up in a heap, but I am fresh and I know I will keep until you get that. Just a little short of thank you. While labor and management always disagree, he raised his working man's spiritual portion. what is to become of me you're way gone and I'm not I want to be the comeback kid. Make the job, take off the lid Find a way to pin it down before you fly away don't want to be an open wound you retired me way too soon Seems that I struck out. When I thought that I was closing it in I've been taking too many showers as the water hits the the tacky plastic flowers. But they no never grow. La la la la la la. I've been lighter on my feet And now it seems I'm at the zombie meet I don't care who comes back. with one year of naivete left up yet to pour in. Yeah, yeah. cash in on this innocence now hope to sell real high I'm sick of being stoned it appears you're not you're not I want to be the comeback kid break the jar take off the lid find a way to pin you down before you fly away don't want to be an open wound but you retired me way too soon But I lost that I was closing in. Hey I'm closing in Thank you. I'm not sure of your language, but I'll blurt it out anyway. I'm feeling unusually worthy of attention. Can you just trust my frequent gaze? Barbara miller. Yes, I know that Monkees song. I am accustomed to the laughter. No alternative clubs all night long. But trust me, as far as you can throw me. if you had an arm the size of Henry the VIII Barbara miller I'm a bit of a chicken, but I took out my shirt to get this dance. lock up your daughters I'm worse that just about anybody here if you give me half the chance Barbara Miller I love the way we love our kids. That we both got to tell the love. No matter what we turn.

What we did. Give me one reason to come to you. I'll forget the 13 to run away To run away. Barbara miller. Ran to the office. I'm out to get my brains in a sling Please let please let me be sandwiched in the middle of the rocks that squeeze out a diamond ring Barbara Miller I am a cool breeze up your skirt I hand wreaths in memoriam of all the places you got hurt I'm gonna miss you, girl. Especially if I don't see you walk by again Barbara Miller Oh, you like that one? I think they did. The doorways. Oh, and paint is peeling. Time is a tapestry of decay. Winds gusts through the room, revealing. The silent passing of another day. This place was what I knew. When you traipsed off before my eyes. These rooms were something new. In the time before the living of my life Lovingly crafted by a soft touch I see another life go by The eyes of my mind can't see so much Of how forever seemingly does fly and these eyes see even more now Then I could have dreamed of way back then More of you, maybe me, than anyone knew the cars alive and to be leaving. From another point b to new point a the tiles all smile to wave me off and gone this leaves paint new patterns and pave way and I know so many new things than I never knew of way back then I will embrace so many lives different. touching them Jeffrey Gardner on keyboard. Let it go. We're at the end of the day. Let it go. Whatever you have to say. Even if you said it before. It won't hurt to say it again. Let it go. Let it go. Breathe it out. You've held in long enough. Breathe it out. Don't be afraid. You're not strong enough. To breathe it back in. You've always known you were. Breathe it out. Breathing out. Don't be afraid to love. What kind of life is that? Leave the emptiness inside. Everything caves in Nothing can be built until we build it.

Oh. Play it loose. Let the muscles relax. Play it loose. Unclench your fist. unclench your fists stop the act Your growling scares only The smaller animals and you play it loose. Play it loose. Give it back. Doesn't matter where you took it from. Give it back I know that it's hard sometimes to open up your mouth and let go of the praise.

You. You've had other days. Give it back. Give it back. Don't be afraid to love. What kind of life is that? Leave the emptiness inside. And everything caves in. Nothing can be built until we build it Oh, oh oh up.

Oh. Let go of your words. Let go of your breath. Let go of the anger let go of the praise. Let go of the love. Let go of the praise and be free. Let go of your vengeance. Let go of your fears. Let go of your loss. Let go of your tears. And be free. Oh.

Let go. We are civilized natives. Thank all of you for coming out. We love you so much. (applause)

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