Name: Dreamers by Disparate Souls
Duration: 3 min 42 s
Description: A song about dreams and wondering what a partner is dreaming about

Faded Name

A song from over 15 years ago, originally recorded as a solo voice/guitar, here re-done in 2012 with an ensemble approach, and just now in 2016 remixed. All instruments me on this one.

Vocal, Ovation acoustic bass, three acoustic steel string guitars, one acoustic gut string, mandolin and resonator slide.

LYRICS

It's the first of February
Coming to a stop
The traffic and the adversaries
Slide around and dodge the marks
A tropical apothecary 
Could maybe break the ice 
Maybe the worst is necessary 
You step once; you think twice 

CHORUS 
Yeah, I'd go through the worst for you 
Even go to church for you 
Try to watch my mouth and socialize 
I'd blow away the smoke for you 
Open up the choke for you 
Get a new career 'soon as this year 
Turns to warmer skies 

It's the first of February 
All that's holy has gone South 
Up here the archives of obituaries 
Are passed around by word of mouth 
I've heard there is a sanctuary 
Somewhere near your heart 
Where a blinded luminary 
Might find a fire in the dark 

CHORUS 
I'd go through the floor for you 
Go to the store for you 
Pick up your shoes and lend an ear 
I'll have the time for you 
Take your place in line for you 
Just when these days have gone their way 
And left us in the clear 

These clouds are like an emissary 
Who doesn't make a sound 
His message scatters everywhere, he just 
Throws it to the ground 
Permanently temporary 
Everything's gone white 
This First of February night

First Of February 2012 Remix

A musical anatomy of online crankiness, opposition, arguments, bitch-fests, depressive prissiness, vitriol, unfriending, blocking and so on.

'Song's a bit long but amusing, I hope.

I hate the cold, so Winter's not my fave. So far this year I'm loaded up on SAM-E and reasonably well behaved.

This one is a brand new post-mix treatment from 2010 in Baltimore, just after the back to back 48 inches of white death, shovel your roof dummy blizzards in one week. 'Closest I've come to waking up underground and having to dig my way up to breakfast.

The 2010 Haiti earthquake and the financial collapse of 2008 were still fresh in the social consciousness.

So from from years ago, seemingly precient again in the 
light of our national group therapy session with Herr 
Trump, and his proclivity for leveraging social media from 
a position of increasing, and potentially ultimate power, 
to craft the modern day equivalent of a "spell". 

A spell is not a dialogue, you understand.

Intention, wishful thinking, prayer, and meditative 
concentration (as opposed to a more zenny approach of 
letting go of concepts rather than focusing upon them) are all versions of the same thing - the human will, what Rollo May called "Intentionality".

This particular piece documents the mentality of combative social media participants, embodied and exercised by me and a few often hapless others at the time, but before facebook and twitter - back in the old email list days.

In a worst case scenario, and post November, 2016 just might be the worse case scenario, nothing related to individual human egotism, vanity and its expression in, whatever media is the prevailing vehicle at the time, has changed, only the scale of power and influence. 

So today this song might be re-titled "I Pushed Tweet", and it goes out to you know who.

This one is an in-studio multi-track - all tracks me and drum robots, with the exception of Robert Darlington on Acoustic Guitar, Harp and Electric Lead guitar.

I Pushed Send

I Won't Back Down - Tom Petty cover by Hrok LeVieux

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Harvest Moon humbly covered by Hrok leVieux

Distance makes the heart grow fonder.  Any Time, Anywhere, Any Way, the fourth single release from Trace The Sidewalk, expresses this passion with a perfect blend of pop and alternative rock, edgy guitars, soaring melodies, and soulful harmony.

Dreamers

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