WOW HD CA
FREE SHIPPING AVAILABLE!

Show results for

Explore

In Stock

Artists

Actors

Authors

Format

Theme

Genre

Rated

Label

Specialty

Decades

Size

Color

Deals

Broom Closet

Broom Closet

  • By Steve Boothby
  • Release 2012-01-31
  • Music Genre Rock
  • Media Format CD
Share Twitter
CD 
Price: $23.74

Product Notes

This album is dedicated to the exceptionally talented and beautiful Elizabeth Montgomery. Elizabeth was a leading American actress across five decades of stage, TV, and film. She is most fondly remembered as Samantha Stephens in the enchanting 60's/70's TV show, 'Bewitched' ®. Elizabeth's magic bewitches us to this day - long live the Queen. ----- 'Elizabeth' Copyright © 1995 Stephen Boothby Inspired by Elizabeth Montgomery and 'Bewitched' ® Elizabeth on my TV, You reach out and touch me From the airwaves of the sixties, Still a beauty in the nineties And when I tune in 'Nick at Night', It's very black and white But there's this perky blonde, Who's shining so bright [CHORUS] FOREVER I WATCH YOU, FOREVER I FEEL YOU I ALWAYS TURN YOU ON AN INSPIRATION TO ME, YOUR FACE LIGHTS UP MY TV THIS DAY AND BEYOND AND YOU ARE, THE WITCH OF MY DREAMS But I was too young to know you, Now I'm too old to thank you For your gracious appearance, In this hazy daytime dream Your spirit flows like wine, And we age without time An actor and an actress, A dimly lit scene, On the silver screen CHORUS [repeat] Then I saw the headline, And held back the tears I'll always miss you, But know you are near And one day in heaven, We'll share in this prayer We'll meet at the ball, And dance, on the air CHORUS [REPEAT] CHORUS [REPEAT] ----- 'The Broom Closet' Copyright © 2011 Stephen Boothby Inspired by Elizabeth Montgomery and 'Bewitched'® I once dropped by for sugar, In a daydream fanfare You were painting on the terrace, Shining with talent, Arresting blonde hair Samantha you're so colorful You are yourself, no time to fear Fight city hall, with magical mystery, Same at Soap Box Derby cheer I beheld your gaze, sultry green eyes, "Please come this way" Button-down tie-dye, garden jean thighs I could never, never turn away ENCHANTED HIDING PLACE, THE BROOM CLOSET WITH DARK FLYING SUIT, THE BROOM CLOSET A KETTLE BLACK HAT SHE NEVER TURNED AWAY, FROM THE BROOM CLOSET That twitch often beguiles, Her magic graceful smile, She turned then said, "Will this be all?" I was always, under her spell Frozen in place, I still recall Paul Revere's tea cup, Sugar to the rim Left 1164, counting memories evermore Left 1164, counting memories evermore ENCHANTED HIDING PLACE, THE BROOM CLOSET WITH DIAMOND AMULET, THE BROOM CLOSET A KETTLE BLACK HAT, THE BROOM CLOSET SILKY BLACK CAT, IN THE BROOM CLOSET SPELLS ARE CAST WIDE, FROM THE BROOM CLOSET SHE NEVER THOUGHT TWICE NEVER TURNED AWAY, FROM THE BROOM CLOSET Oh Liz, I can see you now, Clearly the spell remains This wooden frame, Holds your smile Shines so bright today And it shall be, that way Every day ----- 'Glamour Walked Here' Copyright © 2011 Stephen Boothby Inspired by historical account of 'An Old Beau Tells All About LIZ MONTGOMERY'S PAST' at bobsbewitchingdaughter site We passed mirrored walls, And purple lux lounge Ballroom blue glass, Didn't reveal a sound Tea dance with bridge, Made for two Chessboard tours, Played out with you Communal sport Was new to her, Yet she covered every foot, That marble dance floor From the stag line, Near the bandstand She swayed like a dream Lindy Hop, Jitterbug Jam, A cut in between The band played on all night, And she never lost that look, Past twilight SUMMER COUNTRY GIRL TOMORROW'S COAST IS CLEAR IN THE REAR-VIEW MIRROR WHEN GLAMOUR WALKED HERE Her first act would be at Father's whim, But she carved out her own Hollywood gem, While east coast spunky girls, Were not mainstream She made it her own, limited touch Followed her dream Whisked away that night, in black high heals Through coveted doors, false décor, and overt seals Past yachts riverside, Into the great divide, she said, "City walls fracture the few, Club gardens kept in private view" Would she marry Park Avenue side of the tracks? Social games, after dinner yakkity-yak SUMMER COUNTRY GIRL, TOMORROW'S COAST IS CLEAR IN THE REAR-VIEW MIRROR, WHEN GLAMOUR WALKED HERE SHE LIVES IN THE MOMENT NOW, NOT SOCIAL YESTERYEAR IN THE REAR-VIEW MIRROR, WHEN GLAMOUR WALKED HERE SHE'S A CHANGED COUNTRY GIRL, TOMORROW'S COAST IS CLEAR IN THE REAR-VIEW MIRROR, WHEN GLAMOUR WALKED HERE AND SHE LIVES IN THE MOMENT NOW, NOT SOCIAL YESTERYEAR IN THE REAR-VIEW MIRROR, WHEN GLAMOUR WALKED HERE ----- 'Headed to Salem' Copyright © 2011 Stephen Boothby Inspired by Elizabeth Montgomery, 'Bewitched'®, and Salem MA I'm headed to Salem, Where the Witches are I'm driving to Salem, Where Sam's a star She flew down, To the Convention They'll all be there Cruisin' to Salem, Brooms are gonna' stay Afternoons on the coast, Near the Hawthorne today Stop at the Gables, Head on over to the shore Down on the street, In a two hour tour Shadow near the Witch House, Thought I saw her for sure Golden blonde hair In the Salem sun, behind me I'm headed to Salem, Sam is already there I'm driving to Salem, Sam is already there Saw her on the Witch's trail Down by the shore, I swear ----- 'Like a Saint' Copyright © 2011 Stephen Boothby You might swing to the left, Or come undone But don't lean too far, Brazen guitar unstrung Livin' in a glass house, From world of prying eyes Cleared corner in your heart, Where yesterday's love lies Reign in glory tomorrow, A clean start for you Praise your place in the sun, Rainbow dance is your clue ON EVERY STREET, ANY PASSERBY LIVE LIKE A SAINT, THOU SHALL NOT LIE A bit more respect, Is all you get But you'll breath Like a Saint you bet LIVE LIKE A SAINT NOT FOR THE FAINT LIVE LIKE A SAINT She's a double threat, Pure emotion, same old line She'll forgive not forget, At the funeral scrimmage line Should you turn the page, She's not for the faint Will you spare your health, And live like a saint? And in through the years You'll pass that fear When you see like a saint Until the final day, A life worth living When you breathe like a saint You'll land on your feet, If you live like a saint NOT EVERYBODY IN THE STREET WILL LIVE LIKE A SAINT ----- 'Neon Glow' Copyright © 2011 Stephen Boothby In the neon glow, Sirens wail in the sky She claims spitting change, Like an eager firefly In the limelight show, Rational thought is lost, When twilight breaks, Who shall pay the final cost? SURE THE DOORS, OPEN WIDE AND LIGHTS, DIM BRIGHT INSIDE Now everyone gets a fix, At the Rainbow Room Power spins, tailgate girls, Electronic saloon Aruba, St. Thomas, Vegas, You can't beat the house And fortunes will rise But somebody has got to, Live like a mouse SURE THE DOORS, OPEN WIDE LIGHTS DIM BRIGHT, DIM BRIGHT INSIDE WHAT DO YOU WANNA' FEEL, WANT TO FEEL TONIGHT? NEON GLOW, IS THE SHOW OUT OF SIGHT? ----- 'Silver Into Gold' Copyright © 2008 Stephen Boothby When you fall asleep, When you rest so still But if you Polish the stone, Will the silver, Become the gold? How many faces, Did she try on last night? And how many tears in the wind, Did she hide behind cold eyes? And when I saw the weeping wife, Comforted by empty pillows A closed heart that never sails I recall in instant what she sold, When she turned her silver into gold ALL OUR TURNS, ALL OUR FEARS IN THROUGH THE YEARS ALL OUR TURNS, WE'LL STEER IN THROUGH THE YEARS Watch the rain melt, Melt stones into spheres From a hundred, Clouds in the sky She strolls between her soldier's shadow, This tomb still clings to life Only a few more visits, Just a couple of flowers to lay She renews the dream, When she turns Her silver into gold When you fall asleep, Your heart will often lie When you rest so still, Your eyes will always cry What if you Polish? But if you Polish the stone, The silver becomes, The gold ALL OUR TURNS, ALL OUR FEARS IN THROUGH THE YEARS ALL OUR TURNS, WE'LL STEER IN THROUGH THE YEARS ALL OUR TURNS, ALL OUR FEARS IN THROUGH THE YEARS ----- 'Yesterday's Solider' Copyright © 2011 Stephen Boothby Emotions ebb and flow, Behind the trumpet marching band New Orleans's port is home The line of heroes cross the sand Crowds waving and smiling, Defending the impossible dream Handkerchiefs, then inquiries Through the glare aquamarine HE'S YESTERDAY'S SOLIDER, BUT HE AIMED FOR TODAY WHEN THEY ALL COME HOME, IN THE END She stands before this same man, Who loaned his heart for this land A brief tour the other side Loved ones taken, In measured cries She seems the wounded woman now, Tired words of honor fail, Though he escaped straight-on fire, Frozen memories never expire BECAUSE HE'S YESTERDAY'S SOLIDER, BUT HE AIMED FOR TODAY WHEN THEY ALL COME HOME, IN THE END HE'S TOMORROW'S HERO, BUT HE AIMED FOR TODAY WHEN THEY ALL FLY HOME, IN THE END HE'S YESTERDAY'S SOLIDER, BUT HE AIMED FOR TODAY WHEN THEY ALL COME HOME, IN THE END HE'S TOMORROW'S HERO, BUT HE AIMED FOR TODAY WHEN THEY ALL FLY HOME, IN THE END.

Details

Artist: Steve Boothby
Title: Broom Closet
Genre: Rock
Release Date: 2012-01-31
Label: CD Baby
Media Format: CD
UPC: 884501670210

Credits