Bitrate:320K/s
Year:2015
Time:45:38
Size:105,2 MB
Label:Self-Released
Styles:Blues/Contemporary Blues
Art:Front
Year:2015
Time:45:38
Size:105,2 MB
Label:Self-Released
Styles:Blues/Contemporary Blues
Art:Front
Tracks Listing:
1. Stolen By a Smile - 4:40
2. It's Time to Pretend - 4:41
3. Where Have You Gone Peggy Sue - 4:32
4. Misses Noah - 4:14
5. Your Love Is Like a River - 4:10
6. Blues in Every Human Face - 3:52
7. 3 AM Again - 4:28
8. Passing Clouds - 4:47
9. At the End of a Road - 4:43
10. Embers Under Ashes - 5:26
1. Stolen By a Smile - 4:40
2. It's Time to Pretend - 4:41
3. Where Have You Gone Peggy Sue - 4:32
4. Misses Noah - 4:14
5. Your Love Is Like a River - 4:10
6. Blues in Every Human Face - 3:52
7. 3 AM Again - 4:28
8. Passing Clouds - 4:47
9. At the End of a Road - 4:43
10. Embers Under Ashes - 5:26
Story telling lies at the heart of the blues. I think Ernest Hemingway said: "all stories begin in innocence." This is the happy part of the script when the future seems to blossom with potential. I've often wondered if innocence itself isn't based in delusional thinking. I do know that innocence is very often a deliberate form of blindness, one that precludes the darker aspects of life in favor of optimism untainted by history. Unfortunately, in the end, life more often than not proves to be tragic. Joy turns into anger. Peace turns into war. Desire turns into jealousy, and happiness turns into sorrow. If you live long enough you will see this two sided circle go around. The blues lie at the heart of our human condition, without pretense, or delusion. The blues tell us that life is frustrating, worrisome, lonely, and darker than we would like to believe. The blues are a raw product of our ever changing emotional life. They are the product of poverty, despair, fear, and the intense longing for the deliverance of love. They began in tragedy down in the Mississippi Delta, and they have never escaped from their roots. For me, turning suffering into something beautiful represents a kind of triumph of the creative spirit. Simply put: the blues are a form of clear-eyed liberation.
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