A live recording of Hayden Kelly's May4th Writer's Block set at the Hotel Café.

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Steady, Over

Australia

A live recording of Hayden Kelly's May4th Writer's Block set at the Hotel Café.

Filmed By: www.madmusestudios.com
@madmusestudios

In my mind there are versions of me
Upgraded figments polished and neat
They look like such winners near my losing streak
I'm stuck on the bow of a downtrodden ship

How do you get out ahead
And live on the sails that you made for yourself
How loud can you yell
I'm not dead yet

I'm setting my beat to some other song
Dragging my feet over what I did wrong
If I could see myself rise to the places I shun
The wilderness in me blooms barely begun

How do you get out ahead
And live on the sails that you made for yourself
How loud can you yell
I'm not dead yet
Mmmmhmmm

There's a wisdom that's earned with living this long
You dodge all the bullets but mis-recollect
How to dance with abandon and call down the gods
To live in the moment and savor each breath

How do you get out ahead
And live on the sails that you made for yourself
How loud can you yell
I'm not dead yet
I'm not dead yet
I'm not dead yet
I'm not dead yet

Not Dead Yet

I wrote this for my friend Bones who passed away in 2023. There's a fancier version around somewhere with real guitarists but this version is special because it's the first thing I wrote while attempting to learn the guitar so it's 100% me.

I was a careless fool
I would have done anything for you
We had it all figured out
We could run away and work it out

Step on, baby ride the wind
Leave behind foreshadowing
You're still right here
Drop the throttle get in gear
We'll meet on the other side of life

I'll always care for you
Biker poet, soft spot for you
It's hard to make all my feelings out
Get on your wheels and run them down

Step on, baby ride the wind
Leave behind foreshadowing
You're still right here
Drop the throttle get in gear
We'll meet on the other side of life

Take me where I've never been
the next we meet again
I'll take a chance and let you in
In the next life when we met again
Goodbye biker poet, goodbye friend

Take me where I've never been
Take me where I've never been

Step on, baby ride the wind
Leave behind foreshadowing
You're still right here
Drop the throttle get in gear
We'll meet on the other side of life

Biker Poet

Music and Production by Whitman Rinaldo
Vocals, Lyrics and Melody by Tracy Hayden

Let me sway within your limbs
Til I am right again
Sway with me sway
Until your leaves begin to change
I've gone to seed and molded
Powered down the lamp within
Stray from a life of wanting
Be here now instead
Stray with me stray
Until we are air and branches
This is where we all belong
Safe in mother's arms
Where we all come from
Swim in the Wallkill River
Dissolve under the bridge
Swim with me swim
Until our bodies still
The siren souls call out to us
With silver on their lips
Breathing fire into us
Until we are born again
This is where we all belong
Safe in mother's arms
Where we all come from
Sway with me sway
Let's dance until the end
A symphonic grand lament
To our own requiem
We strayed, now we're grieving
We bathed until the drain
Let out all the water
And she lit the fires again
This is where we all belong
Safe in mother's arms
Where we all come from
She kindles, we all burn
By our own hands
This is where we all belong
Safe in mother's arms
Where we all come from
Sway with me sway
On the road to Maple Grange
Oh sway with me sway
This is where we all belong
Safe in mother's arms
Where we belong
Where we belong
Where we belong
Sway with me sway
Let's dance until the end

Released by:
Lunchbox Records
Release date:
November 28th 2023

Cocoon

Maple Grange

John Henderson - Guitar,  Timothy Reid - Bass, Bruno Fernando - Bass, Nick Anderson - Drums, DuBrae - Production, Hayden Kelly - Lyrics & Vocals

Our history, is a book with many pages
The ink runs off and seeps into the spaces
That we never filled
Too scared to ruin the blankness
Kisses never stolen
Mythic pieces of a story between us.
I have known for a long time
I have known since the day that we met
The energy that greets me
When your body’s close to mine
Is the real thing.
We’re the first ones the OG’s
You are Adam I am Eve
We drank from the cups deep in forgetting
Our marks are fading
Against my hope that’s copper bright
You’re a penny in my fountain, I’ve been waiting
For you to make some moves
Now I’m writing this song about you.
I carry you with me
A background process in my chest
Quiet wanting no mater who I’m with
Or how far apart we are.
I have known for a long time
I have known since the day that we met
The energy that greets me
When your body’s close to mine
Is the real thing.
That night under the stars
With the Three Sisters in our eyes
When your face was in my hair
I was carried off somewhere
I might have died right then and there
My soul in time with yours.

I am kindling when we’re close
A puff of air, a tiny spark

I’m engulfed again
Burned in my love for you.
I have known for a long time
I have known since the day that we met
The energy that greets me
When your body’s close to mine
Is the real thing.

The Three Sisters

Vocals & Lyrics - Tracy Hayden
Guitar - Mitch Brody
Bass - Chris Branch
Drums - Brian Henry

Hum Out the Ending

I'll hum the song
And put you to bed.
You sleep standing up,
I know you're spent.
Put down your head.
I'll hum the song
And put you to bed.
You're never by yourself.

If in the dawn you won't wake,
So many souls will gather near you.
I won't let myself break.

I'll hum the song
And put you to bed.
I need you to stir
And breathe on your own again.

I'll hum to you,
I'll hum to you
Until it's time.
You're not alone.
I won't let myself break.

Trust me, I know
In every corner of my heart
You were ready to go.

I'll hum to you,
I'll hum to you
Until it's time.

You're not alone.
You're not alone.
You're not alone.

It's so easy to see,
No easy endings, endings.

Trust me, I know.
Trust me, I know.

Hum Out the Ending

A poem about depression by Bones the Poet adapted by Hayden Kelly and set to music by Whitman Rinaldo

Music by Whitman Rinaldo
Lyrics by Bones The Poet
Vocal, Production and Melody  by Tracy Hayden

Cellular drift,
Over magnetic fields,
High-tension wires,
I can't feel it anymore.
Cellular drift,
In a spaceship,
Concrete over cliffs,
I can't taste it anymore.
Cellular drift,
My mind's on slip,
Backstepping my way to a future which doesn't exist

Prehistoric trees,
Capsule record sound machine,
Keep it running, let it stream,
Sun
nuclear
sets,
humans dream.
Cellular Drift,
I can't taste it anymore.
Cellular drift,

Released by:
Lunchbox Records
Release date:
November 28th 2023

Cellular Drift

Dubbed “brooding indie rocker” by Losangeles.com, Los Angeles vocalist Hayden Kelly, carries some unique vocal attributes and sultry versatility.  Hayden was the lead vocalist for Baltimore Sunday, The Gravy Tribe, Monochrome (Perish), Citizen Savant, The Furies and has played in esteemed venues (House of Blues, The Hotel Café, The Viper Room, The Derby, LA Pride and The Mint).
Her first album, the self titled "Baltimore Sunday", was recorded by Ryan Krieger (Cro Mags, Blue Man Group) and mastered by producer Jon Russel at Presence Studios in Connecticut. Hayden has shared a stage with Buddy Guy at the legendary Stanhope House in New Jersey and has had the good fortune to work with some amazing musicians like Joel Stites (Scapegoat Wax) and Craig Meyer (Rachel Platten, Baltimore Sunday).

Tracks by Hayden