blue21A

by Where's Aubrey

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1.
I'm done with talkin' I don't know, what you had to say I'm cold, I'm humbled I don't know, was it night or day but I will give my word if you turn your fears away I think that we can learn and we will float away I fell the darkness I don't know, the passing of the days when I was blinded by all that light, that you sent my way only dreaming it's only a dream
2.
Bring It On 03:01
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4.
Full of fog and kinda' grey afore the birds they were a singin' afore the sun did shed its rays some were idols, some were prayers some were anvils dark with rain some were slippin' like them sand grains by that river thick with waves and no these ain't my pearls at all and no I ain't tryin' to blame I'm just tryin' to stand tall but what I fear, standin' here it all done changed I guess I'm tired of all this talkin I guess I'm tired of tryin' to pay gonna' head out, come the mornin' early on the break of day find some idols find some prayers find some anvils full of rain do some slippin' like them sand grains by that river thick with waves and no these ain't my pearls at all and no I ain't tryin' to blame I'm just tryin' to stand tall but what I fear, standin' here it all done changed
5.
Seven hours til dawn got my blue suede boots got my travellin' pack got my cattle eyed coat in the back of the van got my walkin' face on my own slice of what wrong my own version of right my own piece of what's mine and the moon marks the night and the clock ticks the time seven hours til dawn seven hours too long can the winner give can a new round begin does it matter who's strong do the questions belong
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7.
What burns burns and what's not is left to dry the back place just wait what's left is only sky keeper of charms and keeper of denial I have found my escape I throw them to the fire your lies are gone and I did learn your lies are gone I can hear them burn your lies are gone your a fine little bird don't block my path I'm gonna pluck your feathers make em burn your fine little world cuttin to the bone and flesh and stone and dirt and pearls your lies are gone and I did learn your lies are gone I can hear them burn your lies are gone
8.
Even with miles between us thoughts beneath us when words are failing light is waning, aye, aye aye times are crashing chances are passing all is fleeting when there's no feeling even when bones are aching even when hearts are straying I hold yours you hold mine even with forgotten memories even with long-shot remedies all my weakness empty pieces
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10.
Jambalaya on a crawfish saturday dragonfly business on this voodoo holiday deep are the pockets that can puppetize a town you hold the leases to my sacramental vows hold your hushes I'm still tryin to persuade cuz you know that this here outcome, it still ain't preordained you see this situation and this taste can't be denied you're stealin' all my bases, I don't think that you're even tryin' and it's new orleans for the mornin' and then i'll head to shreveport if you don't leave no resort or to jackson for some action maybe up to carolina you know there ain't no finer kind of blue and when it starts a rainin' Hit's a deluge from the sky the sun comes out to change the air, but nothin' seems to dry I take another breath of steam and salt and sex and style you're stealin' all my options I don't think that you even know why and it's new orleans for the mornin' and then i'll head to shreveport if you don't leave no resort or to jackson for some action maybe up to carolina you know there ain't no finer kind of blue
11.
Cold as town and plain as white old like clay and days like nights and your tears they don't fall do you feel this at all has your bitter gone dry don't you ever ask why only sounds and paper parts up and down and here we aren't and your tears just won't fall do you feel this at all has your bitter gone dry won't you ever ask why it's cold as town and plain as white old like clay these days like nights these days like nights
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13.
Hold my hand, paint my heart lie in sand, lay in darkness hold my hand, hold my hand the sky is your color of blue I look up all I see is you your eyes and a sky full of blue I look up all I see is you hold my hand, paint my heart lie in sand, lay in darkness hold my hand, hold my hand you're painting my heart like it's new just look what your colors can do painting my heart like it's new painting with colors of you hold my hand, paint my heart hold my hand, hold my hand

about

The songs on blue21a were written in Ocean Isle Beach, NC at “The Stick” and on a screen porch in Dublin, NH. Three pairs of songs (1 and 13, 3 and 11, & 6 and 9) are paired variations with arrangements inspired by the work of Kandinsky. In particular the two Kandinsky works seen on the front and back of this CD “Improvisation 21A” (1911) and “Simple Pleasures” (1914) which Gary observed together in NYC at the Guggenheim in 2010. The pairs of songs share the same chord patterns, central themes, and fiddle/mandolin hooks just as the two pictures do. In a very real sense, Kandinsky inspired and shaped much of the music you hear on this CD. For this, we are grateful.

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released April 20, 2010

Copyright ©2010 by Creaky Chair Productions.

All songs written by Rhine Singleton. Some arrangements by Rhine Singleton and Gary McGraw.

Guitar and vocals: Rhine Singleton
Mandolin, fiddle, and vocals: Gary McGraw

Produced by Gary McGraw

Recorded and Mastered at National Media Services studio in Front Royal, VA.

Engineering, Digital Production, and Mastering by Will Shenk and Gary McGraw.

Cover art by National Media Services. Original artwork by Wassily Kandinksy.

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