Right here, the person 2 feet away from me could hear this

Taken from the Forthcoming album "Falling Faster Then You can Run" January 20th 2014

Live In London 
5th December Shacklewell Arms
10th December The Islington 
Tickets from www.communion.co.uk

Nathaniel Rateliff - "Nothing To Show For"

Rough version of the talking heads classic! Needs redoing but thought id throw this one up!

Road to Nowhere-Talking Heads

Walking outside you see blue all around
Clouds playing games in the background
Golden sand like a nest 
Lay down and rest
I am with you 
Hold on to me 
Past and present collide in your eyes
You see me across the miles
Feel me now
Call me now
Feel me now
Come back to the shore
Bring me back to the shore
The rain has long since gone 
You clear your mind under the sun
Hear the song we used to sing
Feel the touch on your skin
You see me across the sky
Awaken

Awaken

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O'Death - Bugs

Twelve days. A dozen tunes. More than a little archive digging...

Merry Christmas, folks. Hope your day is a happy, healthy & warm one. Our final tune in this little exercise is a Springsteen cover from my favorite record of his, Nebraska. I started this recording about 18 months ago, promptly forgot about it, and rediscovered it a few weeks ago while browsing an old hard drive. Maybe I should hide things from myself more often. J. Tom Hnatow ably added some percussion, pedal steel and atmospherics yesterday and, voila, a finished track! 

So many things to love about this tune, but perhaps most endearing is how it feels whipped whole right out of the ether. The story certainly feels biographical, but Perrineville is a fictitious town, Michigan County a fictitious province, and "Night Of The Johnstown Flood" a fictitious song. A novella with depth and nuance in six minutes flat.

Twelve Days Of...

Highway Patrolman (Bruce Springsteen)

My Father And The Hunter

“I have cried to bigger men than you, I have lied to better friends than you.” – There’s something painfully beautiful in the words of Simon Ward and the music of The Strumbellas.   It provokes the human reaction to heartfelt music, a lonesomeness that can only seemed to be soothed by listening to songs over and over again. “Take my pride, break my word, take my heartache, all my life, all that hurt, all that heartbreak, it’s gonna bring me down.”

“I miss those dreams, those ones we used to have, oh I miss my friends, oh I miss my dad, I don’t want to die but it’s everywhere I go.”  Conceived in Lindsay, Ontario, but born in Toronto, The Strumbellas are equal parts small town dream and big city gumption. It’s strange, perhaps, that Canada’s biggest city is home to its alt-country scene, but The Strumbellas rebel yell is a natural extension of the sound honed by Toronto stalwarts Royal City, The Sadies, Cuff the Duke, The Wilderness of Manitoba, and One Hundred Dollars.   Principal songwriter Simon Ward likes to say that his heart is in his hometown but his head is in the city, or vice versa. He's not sure which.

“The devil put the barracuda spirit into me.”  Sensitive singer-songwriters beware: this ain’t your meemaw’s country music. The band brings wheat field harmonies and arena-ready thunder to back rooms and festival stages alike, sounding bigger and louder than any band with a banjo deserves to sound. Folk wisp and country twang are nowhere to be found as the seven-member band pounds out a bluegrass-inspired indie rock that rivals punk and hardcore for sweat, blood, and ruckus. 

“I lost my father to the hands of Jesus, breaks my heart dad you won’t meet my son, and I get so scared dad that I’ll be just like you, spend my life as a loaded gun.”  All this energy, however, is in the service of something even larger: the big pop hook. Ward often says he doesn’t want to make music for other musicians, and so he stuffs his thunderous country stomp with stick-in-your-head verses and monumental choruses. Along the way he details more than just love lost and won, with lyrics ranging from God to go-getters, and the little bit of life we get to lead before we’re gone. 

“We walked in the night past the pines, the graveyard told stories of everyone’s lives, we walked in the night past the pines, and every day I still go back to that time.”  The Strumbellas’ debut album, My Father And The Hunter, is an introspective snapshot of where the band has been until now.  After seeing the group at The Dakota Tavern over a year ago, Cone McCaslin came on board to produce the album.   Recorded at Blue Rodeo’s coveted Woodshed Studio in the fall of 2011, as well as Metalworks, it’s the harvest of seven talented friends, some whiskey and a few rounds of euchre. Harmonies, stomps, hollers, claps and gang vocals unabashedly abound as the songs weave their stories throughout the album.

“Watched the caribou for days, swam across the Great Lakes, slept around an open fire, chasing demons to the pyre, I broke my home, broke my home, left for dead.” My Father And The Hunter is a beautiful harmonious dichotomy between melancholy heartbreak on songs Carry My Body, Diane, Windsurfers, Underneath The Mountain, Left For Dead and The Bird That Follows Me, versus blow-the-barn-doors-off spunk on The Sheriff, Lakes, Sailor’s Blues, Rhinestone, I Just Had A Baby, and Pistol.  Dance, cry, put your fist through a wall, call someone you love – expect to feel it all.  Check out the mini-doc for The Bird That Follows Me in-studio recording here.

“Don’t lose your pistol, well that’s what he said, cause there’s a war and we’ve been forced to wear our head upon our feet.”  Since the release of their 2009 EP, which was peppered with accolades from Toronto weeklies and a proclamation from the CBC as a “band to watch,” The Strumbellas have religiously slogged it out in the Toronto and Southern Ontario area, building a zealous following.  Regular residencies over the past year at The Cameron House, showcases at Canadian Music Week and NXNE as well as festival appearances in the area, have all been integral to helping The Strumbellas build their sound. “I believe in death, cause death has always won the last hand.” 


The Strumbellas are:
Simon Ward – vocals, acoustic guitar
James Oliver – banjo, ukulele, piano, vocals
David Ritter – piano, organ, percussion, vocals
Jeremy Drury – drums, percussion
Isabel Ritchie – violin, viola, vocals
Jon Hembrey – electric guitar, mandolin
Darryl James – bass

My Father And The Hunter Tracklisting:
The Sheriff
Lakes
The Bird That Follows Me
Rhinestone
I Just Had A Baby
Left For Dead
Windsurfers
Sailor’s Blues
Pistol
Underneath The Mountain
Diane
Carry My Body

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Booking Agency:
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Lakes

Sampler for the 2012 Secret City Opak Official SXSW Showcase, on Thursday March 15th at St David’s Historic Sanctuary (301 E. 8th Street, Austin TX).

Plants and Animals "Lightshow" from the album The End of That (2012, Secret City Records). Published by Secret City Publishing. 

The Barr Brothers "Beggar in the Morning" from the album The Barr Brothers (2011, Secret City Records). Published by Secret City Publishing.

Daniel Isaiah "The Naked Night" from the album High Twilight (2011, Secret City Records). Published by Secret City Publishing.

Leif Vollebekk "1921" from the album Inland (2010, Nevado). Published by Leif Vollebekk.

Little Scream "Boatman" from the album The Golden Record (2011, Secretly Canadian). Published by Third Side Music.

Patrick Watson "Into Giants" from the album Adventures in Your Own Backyard (2012, Secret City Records / Domino). Published by Secret City Publishing.

The Barr Brothers - Beggar In The Morning

How? Why?

- This song came about as a spontaneous idea and was recorded in a single day in only a few takes in order to capture this energy.
- It was played at a steady pace to create space for colours and improvisation to complement the brilliant songwriting of Sting. 

Features: Nick Hurworth on Alto Saxophone
                  Lawrence Jaeger on Percussion
                  Matt Hurworth on Trumpet
                  Yanick Bathfield on Vocals and Guitar
                  Josh Riley on Vocals

And finally the song was Recorded and Produced by the outstanding Callum McDonald at HeyPapaLegend Studios. Grassy Spark is very grateful to have worked with such a talented producer.

We take no rights to this song.

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Walking on the Moon (Acoustic)

A little teaser of what's to come on our first album!

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Young & Golden (Final mix - unmastered)

Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Brian Deck

Nathaniel Rateliff - "Nothing To Show For"

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