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Directed by Kyle Dunleavy
Production Manager/Producer: Becki Pikula
Assistant Director: Matt Kowynia
Camera Operators: Rick Peters, Michael Duffy, Veronica Bouza
Edited by Kyle Dunleavy
VFX/Color: Matt Kowynia

Starring: Jeff Hoover
Opponent: Drew Rowe
Extras: Chris Sullivan, Luke Balek, Amy Bieganski, Robby K., Rich Johannsen, Matt Deka.

A huge thank you to Martin McGarry's Boxing Club & Malachy Farrel.

Lyrics:

All I see are black lights
Rushing through like headlights
The screaming of the crowd tonight
Pulls me in just to let me go

All I have are bad nights
Wrapping knuckles, taping hands tight
The calm after a fist fight
Is the hollowest sound I know

I was born in the gutter from a mother just seventeen
No father or a brother in a world so hard and mean
I learned to fight before I learned to read
I could throw my hands with a devilish speed
And someday momma, you'll see, I'm going to be somebody

Sonny had a cot in the office of his downtown gym
I swept up, cleaned the locker rooms, and did some work for him
But a champion man needs champion clothes
I stole a few cars to earn a few rolls
I boxed every shadow in the darkness of a midnight mirror

And all I saw were black lights
Rushing through like headlights
The screaming of the crowd tonight
Pulls me in just to let me go

And all I have are bad nights
Wrapping knuckles, taping hands tight
The calm after a fist fight
Is the hollowest sound I know

I was twenty one and zero, top seed in the welterweight class
I was staying out all night, sobering up during morning mass
I was hurling myself at a break-neck speed
Amphetamines and the Apostles' Creed
They ran my picture in the paper with a headline that read

Title bout scheduled on the eve of Independence Day
I came out in a fury, I was hell bent on putting him away
The static rush of a blood-lust crowd
I was fighting to loose, I was fighting too proud
The last thing I remember was dropping my left on down, and spinning around

Staring at those black lights
Cold and lonely as a moonlight
Oh the crowd is going wild tonight
I give them more than they will ever know

And all I have are bad nights
my lungs are breathing smoke and dynamite
Oh my heart is aching and my head ain't right
And that's the feeling that I can't let go

All I see are black lights
Rushing through like headlights
The screaming of the crowd tonight
Pulls me in just to let me go

And all I have are bad nights
Wrapping knuckles, taping hands tight
The calm after a fist fight
Is the hollowest sound I know

It's the hollowest sound I know

Produced by Jason Myles Goss
Engineered and mixed by Myles Turney at Vanity Sound in Brooklyn, NY
Mastered by Alex DeTurk at Masterdisk in New York, NY

"Black Lights" from the album Radio Dial, released June 17, 2012
Copyright 2012, Jeswaldo Sounds (ASCAP)

itunes.apple.com/us/album/radio-dial/id534527931

Credits:
Drums - Joel Arnow
Bass - David Dawda
Electric Guitar, Baritone Guitar, Lap Steel, Banjo - Austin Nevins
Organ, Piano, Rhodes - Sam Kassirer
Acoustic Guitar, Vocals - Jason Myles Goss

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