Written and arranged by G. Hileman and R. Taylor

G. Hileman - Bass
R. Taylor - Guitars, Drums

It was a normal weekday evening....then we jammed.  enjoy.

The Quark

Written and arranged by R. Taylor and G. Hileman

G. Hileman  - Lyrics and Vocals
R. Taylor       - Bass and Drums

Eroding Moments

Teetering on stone walls made of clay
Teetering on stone walls made of clay
A name sets in wet concrete forever in time.

A name sketched in wet concrete sealed in time
Eroding stone molds memories in the clay.
No more tomorrow only today.
Eroding moments....
Eroding moments...
Teetering on time
Teetering...there's no time.

Stone-like moments sealed in time...sealed in time...
Reflections unwind.
Sealed in time...
Reflecting moments teetering on my time

And there's sometimes too much time
Passing moments isn't always easy...
Replace the memory...
Start anew....

For you....

Washing away this time
Walking away....
Walking away...
Away..... 


Reflect Preprise

Written and arranged by G. Hileman

G. Hileman - Guitars
R. Taylor - Bass, Drums

Wombat

    Written and arranged by R. Taylor and G. Hileman

    G. Hileman - Lyrics, Vocals
    R. Taylor - Guitar, Bass, Drums

    Reflect

    Teetering on stone walls made of clay
    Hardened imprints left behind.
    A name sets in wet concrete...
    Forever in time...Permanently signed.
    Solid love in false earth etched too deep to fade
    Solid love in true heart easily broken away.

    Eroding stone molds moments washed in the rain.
    Softened edges expose the depth.
    A dream ends in cold silence...
    Cause and effect...Pause and reflect.
    Fossiled time lay like fault lines predictably untamed
    Fossiled time lay like veins flowing arteries of change.

    ~LeGretch~ 2005

Reflect

Written and recorded by R. Taylor

R. Taylor - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, and Drums

New Blue

Written and recorded by R. Taylor and G. Hileman, with additional guitars by G. Koller

G. Hileman - Vocals, Guitars
G. Koller - Guitars
R. Taylor - Guitars, Bass, and Drums

Blow Too Far Away

Within the winds of change, I blow too far away.
Lost...and I want to be found
I'm waiting.
Contemplating.
Living, loving, learning, hating...
crying.

Daring to let it all show...no control to let it all go.
Be free in my soul...golden glow.
Waiting...for everything to blow my way...
It's frustrating.

Wading in these tides of time, my feet leave the ocean floor.
Drifting way too deep, I no longer see the shore...
Searching...three sixty degrees...someone save me...
I'm drowning.

Daring to let it all show to no control to let it all go...
Be free in my soul...golden glow.
Waiting for everything to drift my way...
It's frustrating.

by G. HIleman

Blow Too Far Away

Written and recorded by R. Taylor and G. Hileman.
G. Hileman - Bass, Vocals, Lyrics
R. Taylor -Guitars, Roland Juno 60, Drums

Shells

For a minute, I'll surrender with my moments in my  hands.
I gathered them like shells while lying mindless in the sand.
So I closed my palms and stilled my thoughts to let my story fly...
and like a dream its abstract view confused my inner eye.

I would love to see some order, a pattern or and end.
So I closed my eyes wishing I could pretend.
For a minute, I'll surrender allowing life to just live me.
To live a day without a why is pure simplicity.

by G. Hileman

B flat

Written and recorded by R. Taylor, G. Koller, and G. Hileman.

G. Hileman - Bass
G. Koller - Guitar
R. Taylor - Fender Rhodes and Drums

Blinded

Written and arranged by G. Hileman
G. Hileman - lyrics and vocals, bass, rhythm guitar
R. Taylor - lead guitar and drums

Painted Walls Pastel Lines

Lullabies.
Angry skies.
Flaming eyes.
Dragon Flies.

She walks along and passes time
The years go by and still she's climbing
Painted walls and Pastel lines...
and still she's trying to get away from everything.

Washed away in velvet rain
Drenched in pedals....solemn pain.
She's bundled up, but still feels cold.
A screaming fit, but still she told him
Flowers bloom and she's still holding onto the old ones

So carry on and she will change.
So carry on and she will change...

So hold on like lovers do...
Someday's black and someday's blue,
but I see red this time around and I know just what to do...

Rain falls heavy somewhere every day 
and shadows aren't seen sometimes, 
but in the end the poem sings out
and heals with its own magical rhymes...
and heals with its own magical rhymes...

by G. HIleman

Painted Walls Pastel Lines

SVGN
Sauvignon is the collaborative sound comprised of just 2 people...(1 boy and 1 girl)...with one common interest...GUITARS.Ryan Taylor and Gretchen Hileman are the imaginations, instrumentalists and recording engineers of Sauvignon.Their style comes from a combination of both common and uncommon musical influences, as well as, their love for simply playing musical instruments.Attempting to place their sound within a specific genre is ultimately impossible.Their imagination presents itself on-the-fly never allowing anything but the moment to influence what sound they will be producing that day."We never know what we're gong to get until we plug in our guitars and jam.We just love to play instruments more than anything else in the world.It's as simple as that..." states both Taylor and Hileman.“We have decided to use Sauvignon as our creative outlet.We love to embrace the moment and fortunately music is truly the only way to share those moments with others.Sure, our goal is to complete a cornucopia of songs and sounds, but there are those amazing times in the studio when a simple jam to get us warmed up radiates an energy so warm and pure, we feel we have no choice but to post them up, as well.We are very proud of what we’re accomplishing.”
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