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I lived in Hatfield in the 1990s and for several years, the Hatfield Hellion,  An orange truck that can ride and spin on its back wheels, as a crazy cut up in parades, fairs and events around town.  Recently there was an article in the local newspaper that brought back memories.  I wrote a song about it.

Verse 1
In Hatfield town by the river's bend,
Where the Connecticut flows and the fields don't end,
Back in ‘70 for the tricentennial show,
They built a truck with a wild orange glow.

Chorus
Hatfield Hellion, spinnin' on its wheels,
Red, white, blue smoke, givin' thrills that feel,
Siren wails through the summer air,
That old stunt truck's a sight so rare.

Verse 2
George Zgrodnik gave the ‘53 frame,
Chicup and Rogaleski sparked the flame,
One wild night, they made her leap and spin,
Leaping Lena, the Hellion's kin.

Chorus
Hatfield Hellion, spinnin' on its wheels,
Red, white, blue smoke, givin' thrills that feel,
Siren wails through the summer air,
That old stunt truck's a sight so rare.

Verse 3
Parades and fairs, she's been the star,
From Hatfield's streets to towns afar,
New hands keep her runnin', bold and free,
A piece of history for you and me.

Chorus
Hatfield Hellion, spinnin' on its wheels,
Red, white, blue smoke, givin' thrills that feel,
Siren wails through the summer air,
That old stunt truck's a sight so rare.

Verse 4
Meguey at the museum, she's gatherin' tales,
Of the Hellion's rides where memory sails,
At the Legion hall, stories will unfold,
Of that orange truck, forever bold.

Chorus
Hatfield Hellion, spinnin' on its wheels,
Red, white, blue smoke, givin' thrills that feel,
Siren wails through the summer air,
That old stunt truck's a sight so rare.

Hatfield Hellion

Quantum Folk™: Exploring time-bending, layered polyrhythms and modal melodies from folk traditions, then fractaling them with glitch, delay, and generative synths. The genre speaks to parallel timelines: ancient dances coexisting with futuristic pulses.



[Verse]
I walked a path
Or maybe two
One with the sun
One kissed by dew
A bird sang twice
But only one flew-
Did I leave
Or did I stay?

[Chorus]
The echo of when
The echo of then
Time folds and bends
It breaks again
Here and there
And there and here
The past is near
The past is near

[Verse 2]
A river runs
Or does it wait?
Two shores
One fate
One open gate
I drink the sky
It tastes like slate-
Did I dream
Or was I awake?

[Prechorus]
The clock spins backwards
Then turns to clay
Was it yesterday
Or just today?

[Chorus]
The echo of when
The echo of then
Time folds and bends
It breaks again
Here and there
And there and here
The past is near
The past is near

[Bridge]
The strings unravel
The loom forgets
A stitch remains where worlds have met
Parallel shadows
Entwined
Upset
Do I remember
Or invent?

Echo of When

UMass Amherst student athletes are organizing a food drive throughout November to combat food insecurity, with donations supporting the Amherst Survival Center and the UMass Amherst campus pantry. 
The initiative began with students collecting food at a field hockey game and will continue at various sports events throughout the month. Donations can also be made at designated campus locations such as University Health Services and the Old Chapel.



(Verse 1)
Under lights on a November night,
Crowds roll in, and hearts feel right.
Boxes fill with hope and care,
Every hand is giving there.

(Chorus)
UMass gives, and we all belong,
Turning every game into a song.
From the field to the stands,
We're stronger hand in hand.
UMass gives, and the feeling grows,
In every cheer the kindness shows.

(Verse 2)
Old Chapel doors and UHS halls,
Cans and kindness line the walls.
From athletes' hearts the spark begins,
A victory that everyone wins.

(Chorus)
UMass gives, and we all belong,
Turning every game into a song.
From the field to the stands,
We're stronger hand in hand.
UMass gives, and the feeling grows,
In every cheer the kindness shows.

(Bridge)
It's more than sport, it's what we do,
A maroon wave breaking through.
Fill the shelves, raise the sound,
This is how community's found.

(Final Chorus)
UMass gives, and we all belong,
Turning every game into a song.
From the field to the stands,
We're stronger hand in hand.
UMass gives, the heart still glows,
And the giving never slows.

Echo of When

Adam Sweet, Mandolin Teacher & Songwriter