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About four years ago I was scheduled to play a show with a artist who at the time went by Edgar Cayce & His Magical Weeping Guitar. My friend Katie, who played flute and sang with me at the time had seen him before and said "he plays this toy guitar and sings." When Katie and I went to do the gig, he wasn't there, and in fact, nobody had heard from him. But life goes on and so did the show, and i didn't think much of it. 

Almost a year later, at my the release show for my debut album, this guy introduces himself as Mike aka Edgar Cayce & His Guitar. He couldn't stay for my set, but he wanted to say hi and that a while back we were supposed to play together, but he was in jail, so he couldn't make it, and that he would love to play together sometime. 

We didn't end up playing together until 6 months later, but he was at every show of mine until that time, and when we finally played together, we took a road trip together to Saginaw, MI where our first show was supposed to be, almost a year later. His set honestly brought me to tears, and I knew I had to hear those songs again. Unfortunately, he didn't have any CDs, so I would play as many shows with him as I could in order to hear those songs and talk about life with him. 

I learned from a mutual friend of ours that he did in fact have a burned cd of a few of his songs that had sort of been passed around, but never released. I asked Mike about it, and he told me that he had recorded an album while homeless and high on heroin a few years ago, and the day he finished recording his parts, he was arrested at the studio. While in jail, his friend mixed it he songs, and after jail he went to rehab, where they told him that music was a trigger to his addiction and that he should no longer write or record or perform music, and so he never really showed anyone the record. 

It is a haunting record that reminds me what it means to be human, it's devastating and uplifting and honest all at once. Here is my cover of one of my favorite songs from that record, called Angelean. It's about two friends who grew close, and then drifted apart. I've been living in Nashville, TN for the past few months and have been reflecting on people that I miss, and while this song has always been near and dear to my heart, I've kept it especially close during these past few months adjusting to a new place, making new friends, while trying to remain close with those back home, including my dear friend Mike. Enjoy, and be on the lookout for him to release that album sometime in the future.

lyrics:

i met a girl 10 years ago she lived right by my house 
we spent some time growing old and finding out about ourselves 
i knew if i ever needed help she'd be right there for me 
every other night i'd call her up say hello and ask for sympathy 
sayin oh, angelean 

it was so fun to be so young and hangout in the evenin 
after school we hit the pool, got some ice cream and 
hung around and talked for hours, thats what we did 
and it made me mad and made you sad and girl believe me i know 
angelean 

i thought that we would never part and then we did 
it was in the stars and my heart was scarred and i was weak and 
sat alone in my room and kept weeping 
for who was i to hang out with and have fun on the weekends oh no, 
angelean 

these days i got new friends but they don't even compare 
i tell em what is on my mind but i don't think it's fair 
cause even if i was blind i'd still see they don't care 
the world is cold, grey, and black, just like winter and i know 
angelean

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Angelean (Edgar Cayce & His Guitar) demo

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this is a Matt Langlais cover. the original can be found on his album Metanoia: https://mattlanglais.bandcamp.com/album/metanoia Matt is a friend of mine from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.

Unrelated, but after I finished recording this i started thinking about the time I was in Toronto when my band was playing Warped Tour in the summer of 2012 and I heard about this abandoned water park (pictured) next to the venue and I walked to the very top of the water slide at sunset with a girl I had met who was a photographer and we shared a very nice moment. Later that night I got very drunk and tried to give a different girl a piggy back ride to the top of the same water slide at the abandon water park but i fell down near these dudes with funny accents who sold sunglasses and zippo lighters packed and I layed there for a long time and then threw up out the window of the tour bus and after that I couldn't find my Upper Penisula hat, but it turned out my friend Katie had it and she gave it back to me the next day. That was a very fun summer.

There Was A Slide (Matt Langlais cover) demo

cover of my friend fred's song. original: https://itunes.apple.com/ai/album/sink-like-a-symphony/id358326896

lyrics: 
White houses prop up blue sky, and they're something that they're trying to say
Through busted fences, hounds howl on both sides, in a language that we've yet to translate
Down at the diner, the children aren't waiting for night time

I grew up in Ypsilanti, writing down every mistake that I made
And I found you so many years later, like a cloud hovering over a parade

That was me there, waving one hand in the air
The other one glued to an old microphone
Yeah it was me there, I couldn't be seen there
The skin that was stretched so tight over your bones
But it was me there, definitely there
I was your tears in the towaway zone
I was the sugar at the bottom of the cone
I was the long distance call on the phone
I was the reason you had to leave home

I had a dream where I met you in a windowless room, filled with wires and clothes
And I came to you in that dream with a warning, "lest you live your life susceptible to ghosts"

That was me there, floating in the air, I was the horseshoe hanging over the door
Yeah it was me there, invisibly there
I was the shirt that your grandfather wore
Oh it was me there, telling you to beware
I was the stuff that you stole from the store
I was the flowers you found on the floor
I was the whit lines on I-94
I was the reason you never felt sure

It was me there, like the atoms in the air
Like a bad check that some bad boyfriend wrote
And it was either two feelings or neither
You couldn't have one without having them both
Yeah it as me there, you wouldn't believe where
I was the pocket of your winter coat
I was the ink on the crumpled up note
I was the name that you kept in your throat
I was the reason you felt like a ghost

Susceptible To Ghosts (Fred Thomas cover) Demo

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Chamber of Secrets for 1

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Chamber of Secrets for 1 (Terror Pigeon Cover)

The Promise (When In Rome)

See what happens when you hold her to the light and shake her
She changes forms and flits around the room
I do not make her
Suddenly I felt heavy and warm all over
Like an evening in the sultry Summer hideaway
All sober

Like the angels holding congress with the crows
Up on Silver Hill where even God don't go

Skittering 'cross the surface like some water on a hot range
There you were in florid glory
Tellin' stories, raging
Like someone lightin' up the powder with a spark
Seems that no one knows the nature of the dark
Though it's all around us

If just one instance up and flies
Through the dark into the light
The prison ain't a prison anymore, is it?
(Is it) push or pull or tug or shove?
How to know which one to love?
The leaving or the staying cup I pour

Leaving Cup

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Susceptible To Ghosts (Fred Thomas cover) Demo

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