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Randy Haddock

2018.1.5

"É Preciso Perdoar" was written by Alcivando Luz and Carlos Coqueijo. João Gilberto recorded it and released it on his 1973 self-titled album known as the "white album" (he has another self-titled album from 1961).

I'm pretty sure he was the first one to record this song. I'm not sure if Alcivando and Coqueijo wrote it specifically for him. It is one of my favorite Gilberto recordings, and that's saying a lot.

This here is my homemade attempt at playing this beautiful number. I hope you dig it.

É Preciso Perdoar

Old song, old recording.

http://randyhaddock.com/post/82114725170/this-is-an-old-old-ditty-of-mine-the-recording

Sit Down Wonder

Fire, fire
underneath the deck.
Run fast.
Water, water
boards the sinking ship.
Swim out into the end.

I'll stay by your side
looking for the tide that 
brings us back,
or a flare to lead the night.

Waiting for a sound
louder than the howling
of an ever-slowing heart,
grabbing waves that hug the light.

The wreck,
hiding in plain sight, 
laid to rest,   
with a crashing fist of surge and regret, 
the undetermined emptiness 
of fate,
leaving cracks that trap the way
in its feebleness. 

We’re cradled by the 
swaying of permanence,
by the comfort of known hands and dry land
where

you amaze me with those eyes
you awash me in the sand 
that
swallows me whole
in its feebleness. 

The Swaying of Permanence

Written by Len Chandler and Robert Kaufman.

Green, Green Rocky Road

Our debut album ‘Warm On A Cold Night’ is out now:
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This is 'Coastal Love', taken from our debut album 'Warm On A Cold Night' - out now on Tatemae Recordings.

Watch the official video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gb7Cf9CfP90

Written, performed and produced by HONNE.
Additional programming and mixing by Richard Wilkinson.
Guest vocals by Wilsen.

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I don't know how it feels
Cause I don't live in your part of the world
I know it's not ideal 
Oh but nothing is forever my girl

See I'm a dreamer
Oh for love it is all in the name
I'm a believer
You may be far away, but you're thinking the same

I close my eyes and I picture us together
I hope you know
That I'll be waiting here for you my love
On this New York City coast
I close my eyes and I picture us together
I hope you know
That I'll be waiting here for you my love
On this New York City coast

Cause you're the real deal
You're worth every bit as much as you know
Delivered, signed and sealed
I will get there girl albeit it slow

And I'm a dreamer
Yeah for love it is all in the name
I'm a believer
You may be far away, but we're thinking the same

I close my eyes and I picture us together
I hope you know
That I'll be waiting here for you my love
On this New York City coast
I close my eyes and I picture us together
I hope you know
That I'll be waiting here for you my love
On this New York City coast

I'll be waiting here for you

Oh and it might take all night
But we're only one flight
Away from each other
I'm coming for you, hold on tight

I close my eyes and I picture us together
I hope you know
That I'll be waiting here for you my love
On this New York City coast
I close my eyes and I picture us together
I hope that you know
That I'll be waiting here for you my love
On this New York City coast

I'll be waiting here for you

Get the new album!

Coastal Love

My cousin Showed me this track yesterday and it reminds me alot of our upcoming project Casa De Flores. Thought I'd give it a little epicness for fun. Great song!  

Tobias Jesso Jr. - Without You - Maxwell Stark EDIT.

Howls,
night after night,
collide with the screams
of a torn fabric
left on the ground.

A map,
smeared on his face,
divides the crooked
byway.

Sighs,
between the sundowns,
confine the
unbounded clock.

The moon,
inhaling the peach,
penetrates the 
fatness of veins.

Into the earthy tones
of madness, 
the absence of light
breaks the hold of 
the hope
that stains the bleeding,
the speeding of hours. 

The mouth,
barrenly dry,
resigns from the flames
of the worn panic
lost in his sound. 

© 2015 Randy Haddock

The Worn Panic

Download the EP on iTunes: http://smarturl.it/CoastalLove
Listen on Spotify: http://smarturl.it/Stream.CoastalLoveEP

This is 'Didn't I' - taken from HONNE's new EP 'Coastal Love' out now on Tatemae Recordings.

Written by Pulliam and Tanner.
Performed, recorded and produced by HONNE.
Mixed by Richard Wilkinson at 212 Studios.

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Didn't I (Darondo Cover)

Esa manigüera,
roja y coja,
moja la árida jarra.

Ya no la veo más.
El dulce aroma la amarra.
Del triste cúmulo
viene el diluvio de ratas.

Haré lo que pueda
para cortar
la boca que engaña.
Pero el jarabe,
en la ausencia de lo racional,
hala.

Se va hacia al fondo,
digerida en el pozo
del virus famélico.
La floración carga
la cicatriz de ella
envuelta en putrefacción.
Muerde la fugacidad.  

© 2015 Randy Haddock

Planta de Jarra

Tatuagem

Te vi entre tus odios
 para descifrar y excavar, sin perder,
pues un fósil, contra rocas en tierra,
revela la línea total. 

Le di al lienzo sucio
un poquito de azul deslizando un prado
marfil manso que, versus el pincel furioso,
cancela la nube mortal.

En la odisea, vía el son
de La Parguera,
surge una tez luminosa
que nos aguanta.

Es obvio que la esperanza
se derrite al quemar mapas en el bosque
que me aísla y, sin el tono afinado,
demuela la torre troncal.

Y estamos esperando
por un esquema perfecto empapado en el
criterio ajeno que, durante el trance abreviado,
nivela la tierra noval.  

© 2015 Randy Haddock

Tez Luminosa

The cloud, ruptured by rage,
spills from his mouth,
a sprout of prate.

By the fountain at night
he cools the lightning
boiling growls in the knuckles of blades

and a wind under the ground
tweedles
ah, ah, ah!

She digs deep into his grief
to clear the deadly disease
stuck to the breast of tomorrow's bottles.

Hurry, hurry, don’t miss your canteen,
it rolls down the mountain
with the avalanche dancing with the defeat

of the naked, icy climber
burned by bubbles
digging screams in the chuckles of graves.


© 2015 Randy Haddock

Knuckles of Blades

Written by Gram Parsons and Bob Buchanan.

Hickory Wind

Don't You Take It Too Bad

From "Denison Witmer" available April 30th, 2013.

http://denisonwitmer.com

US Publicity
Jim Flammia jim@alleyesmedia.com

EU Publicity
Lucy Hurst lucy@butilikeyou.co.uk

Label contact:
John Beeler john@asthmatickitty.com  
EU/UK: Tom Davies tom@asthmatickitty.com

I’m determined to change
I mark the corner but I’m turning the page
To the sound of your voice
Like a distant star, my love
 
And I don’t care what they say
I mark the corner but I’m turning the page
To the sound of your voice
Like a distant star, my love
 
Keep moving brother
Keep moving sister
 
I consider my name
The one I’m given and the one I became
And the difference between
Hangs inside the stars my love
 
I played out every cliché
I’ve been a house not a home as they say
And I can’t do it anymore
I won’t do it anymore my love
 
Keep moving brother
Keep moving sister
 
I’m determined to change

Denison Witmer, "Keep Moving Brother, Keep Moving Sister"

Insensatez

Write Me a Few of Your Lines

Hi. My name is Randy Haddock. These are some of my demos. I hope you like them.

Email: ranhaddock@gmail.com