Born in Cleveland, in the heart of the 1980s, Prass entered the teenage slipstream back on the east coast, past the haunted houses, surf shops, and burger joints of Virginia Beach, a mid-tier, rough-around-the-edges resort town. There is an inevitability to every biography, a myriad of strange narrative palm lines that twist and intersect, and she followed hers bravely to a seam of alternative beach culture, living close to the Atlantic Ocean but studying a less bronzed way of life. With her pet bird on her shoulder, she took intensive music and visual art courses all through high school. Going to a good music school was the next logical step, but after a year in cold, snowy Boston, Prass dropped out of Berklee and returned to the beach. She spent a spell working and playing shows in boardwalk clubs before moving out to Nashville where she has spent close to the last decade developing her craft, collaborating with some of the better characters on the edges of Music City culture, building a reputation with her radiant voice, unique performances, and for being a bit of an iconoclast. Prass has carefully avoided the glossy singer-songwriter scene, reaching for something more interesting, more exciting. For her debut performance at Nashville’s storied Ryman Auditorium, she surprised fans by pulling off a guileless reggae set in front of an Isaac Hayes poster she had displayed behind her band.
When the time came to record a full length, Prass returned to Virginia to work with Spacebomb Records, a label able to realize big visions and lush productions within the rustic charm of its attic studio. The match made sense musically and her ties to Matthew E. White go back to playing in rock bands in their high school days. The two worked together, selecting nine tracks to run through Spacebomb’s creative machine. With hard work and the alchemy of circumstance, they crafted an unassuming masterpiece—a real stunner that sounds both thoroughly out-of-time and impossibly fresh.
Prass is a powerful, beguiling performer and cunning pop composer—one for the moment and one for the ages.
Nothing To Say
Natalie Prass Lyrics
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Time is counting down
Now with the memories
I think of what I live without
No amount of candlelight
There is not a song to play
No words can heal the heart
When the heart has been slain
But there's nothing to say
Oh when there's nothing to say, hey, oh
It doesn't matter where you started
Oh, every good man will fall
No matter the flag that's raised
Or the place that you call your home
I feel the storm is brewing
Mmm a fever pounding in the ground
Ooh and the waves will keep on crashing
And all you want is out, yea
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
Ooh, but there's nothing to say
(Everybody's talking, everybody's talk)
Oh, when there's nothing to say, hey, oh
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
(Everybody's talking, everybody's talk)
Oh, when there's nothing to say
When there's nothing to say
Ooh, and there's no looking ahead if you stay the same
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, but they don't know, don't know)
Oh, if you stay the same
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
(Everybody's talking, everybody's talk) ooh
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
No, they don't know (everybody's talking, everybody's talk)
Oh, but there's nothing to say
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
Oh, when there's nothing to say, ooh
(Everybody's talking, everybody's talk)
No, there is nothing to say, hey, oh
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
Everybody's talking, everybody's talk
Everybody's talking, everybody's talk
Everybody's talk
The lyrics of Natalie Prass's song "Nothing to Say" convey a feeling of resignation and acceptance of the emptiness that comes after a heartbreak. The singer recognizes that no amount of light, music or words can heal a heart that has been shattered, and she has reached a point where she's at peace with the fact that there's nothing that can be done or said. The chorus repeats the phrase "there's nothing to say" several times, emphasizing the idea that sometimes the best thing to do is to simply accept the situation and move on.
The second verse introduces a broader commentary on the human condition, suggesting that no matter how successful or great one may appear to be, everyone will eventually fall. The storm brewing and the pounding fever symbolize the inner turmoil that arises from facing one's own limitations and mortality. The waves crashing describe the unstoppable force of time and change that we all have to face.
Overall, the song speaks to the power of acceptance and the importance of recognizing when there's nothing left to do but let go. It's a poignant message that many can relate to, and Prass delivers it with a delicate and haunting melody.
Line by Line Meaning
It's getting late
As time goes by, things are coming to an end.
Time is counting down
The countdown is on and time is running out.
Now with the memories
Looking back on the past, reflecting on what can't be changed.
I think of what I live without
Thinking about what is missing from life, the feeling of emptiness.
No amount of candlelight
There's no amount of romanticization that can change the reality of the situation.
There is not a song to play
No happy tune can fix the heartbreak and sadness.
No words can heal the heart
There are no words that can cure the pain and sorrow of a broken heart.
When the heart has been slain
When the emotional pain is so intense, feeling like a part of oneself has died.
But there's nothing to say
Sometimes the best thing to do is to accept the situation silently.
Oh when there's nothing to say, hey, oh
Accepting the fact that there are no words to describe the emotions one is feeling.
It doesn't matter where you started
One's journey in life doesn't determine their current situation.
Every good man will fall
Nobody is perfect and everyone will make mistakes in life.
No matter the flag that's raised
Regardless of one's nationality or identity, mistakes can happen to anyone.
Or the place that you call your home
The saying 'home is where the heart is' doesn't necessarily ring true in some situations.
I feel the storm is brewing
Something is about to happen, change is coming.
Mmm a fever pounding in the ground
Feeling the tension in the air, can't ignore the unease.
Ooh and the waves will keep on crashing
The difficulties in life will continue to occur, one after the other.
And all you want is out, yea
Feeling trapped, wanting to escape the situation.
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
Lots of people may offer opinions or advice, but they often don't truly understand the situation.
Oh, but there's nothing to say
Sometimes it's better to keep quiet and process the emotions internally.
(Everybody's talking, everybody's talk)
Feeling overwhelmed by the unwanted attention and opinions of others.
When there's nothing to say
Silence can be more powerful than words in certain situations.
Ooh, and there's no looking ahead if you stay the same
There won't be any progress if one refuses to change their ways.
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, but they don't know, don't know)
Many people may vocalize their opinions, but they don't truly empathize with one's situation.
Oh, if you stay the same
There needs to be a willingness to adapt and change in life.
No, they don't know (everybody's talking, everybody's talk)
Others may offer advice, but they can't fully understand what one is going through.
No, there is nothing to say, hey, oh
There are times when words are insufficient to express the depth of one's emotions.
(Everybody's talking but they don't know, don't know)
People often offer opinions and advice, but they can never fully understand someone else's feelings.
Everybody's talking, everybody's talk
Feeling overwhelmed by the constant chatter and opinions of others.
Everybody's talking, everybody's talk
It can feel like everyone is talking and no one is really listening or hearing what you have to say.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Peter Barbee, Natalie Prass, Kyle Ryan
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
mrwhitford1966
Wow, I'm not easily impressed . . . but this girl and this band (together) are VERY special. I'm hooked.
Aldo Morales A
Masterpiece! Natalies Prass is a musical gem!!
Jettn Jim's High Adventures
Simply AMAZING!!! Been hanging out down in Nashville the last couple months, with some loving conscious people... found Natalie in the Dec 2012 issue of Native... going to have to find her later this month to hear her live:) Peace and Love, JJ
Kevin Burke
Absolutely beautiful.
Sona Magdalena
oh this is just too cute :))) deserves thousands of views!!! really beautiful.!
Sean Harwood
So happy her song, "My Baby Don't Understand Me," was picked as one of Pitchfork's, Best New Tracks! Her whole album is amazing http://pitchfork.com/reviews/tracks/17281-natalie-prass-my-baby-dont-understand-me/
Marian Hrbáň
There is (really) nothing to say... (more:) ...just great!?
Nobody Home
We need more Joni Mitchell types in this world.
OurVinyl
We couldn't agree more!
OneChilledWolf
wow