Torches

I'm drowning in the night 
Staring at this hopeless place 
Where the colors lost their grace
 I'm feeling cold now

I'm walking through the dark 
Wondering where the morning leads 
Running through my endless needs
 I'm feeling lost now

The sky is falling
 It's time to rise 
All bridges are burning
 It's time to rise 
It's time to rise

I'm drowning in the night
 Staring at this hopeless place
 Begging that's it not too late
 I'm coming home now

The sky is falling
 It's time to rise
 All bridges are burning
 It's time to rise 
All bridges are burning
 It's time to rise
 It’s time to rise
Time to rise
Time to rise
Time to rise
To rise
 The sky is falling
 It's time to rise 
All bridges are burning
 It's time to rise 
All bridges are burning
 It's time to rise
 It's time to rise

I'm drowning in the night 
Staring at this hopeless place
 It's time to rise

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Rise

Written and performed by Joshua Michael Robinson, Jason Haberman and Hayden Bursk of Oh Travioso
Produced, engineered and mixed by Hayden Bursk  
Mastered by Jeff Dalziel
Artwork by Jana Cleland

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Joshua Michael Robinson - Sweet Ascension

letting go (acoustic)

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we've been down this road
nothing new up there 
went so fast we broke out of control
broke beyond repair
the crash was me and you
a million cuts and fears
the story's old its old old old
how did we get here

don't waste my time
by calling me back into your broken promise
i know its a trap
don't waste my time
by calling me back 
i said what i needed to say
don't waste, don't waste my time

the devil that you know
seduced by cheap affairs
you love to lose control
when someone else is there
but you would never do
with make up and pretend
and i'd do anything to be that dumb again

don't waste my time
by calling me back into your broken promise
i know its a trap
don't waste my time
by calling me back 
i said what i needed to say
don't waste, don't waste my time

Don't Waste My Time

Written by Sean O'Brien.

Recorded and Mixed by Declan Legge (Big Space Studios)

Mastered by Pete Maher.

Artwork by Brendan McCarey Design

In The Morning

From the album, "Everything" - Out March 11th!

Everything

By the Way - Scott Orr

LYRICS

The wind beat your fathers' face
Every mark with it's own embrace
I'm here, but I won't replace
Oh how could I anyway? 

Those times bred a harder man
A post-war child living mouth to hand
Built of granite and grit and sand
But time erodes

And you brought in your lines
On hooks you made together
Thin metal, bent, intertwined
Stale bread in paper bags

Cared not that the days were dark
And the nights no better
Your eye's welled as the boat would start
You could have stayed forever 

You're just breathing out and breathing in
It's all you have it's all you've got to give
I tried to be everything
I couldn't stop these walls from falling in

There's not a memory you haven't lived
There's not a word that I can save you with
Now the silence it is deafening
Must we break ourselves to start again? 

More time, she said
I love you more than life I begged
But I can't read your mind
Oh let's dress up and we can go outside 

Over and over and over 

We can't live like this
The telly, the curtains, our union in bits 
I won't leave you now for the sake of the kids
But you don't see me anymore 

Can't you remember what we were before?

You're just breathing out and breathing in
It's all you have it's all you've got to give
I tried to be everything
I couldn't stop these walls from falling in

There's not a memory you haven't lived
There's not a word that I can save you with
Now the silence it is deafening
Must we break ourselves to start again? 

Broken Oars

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Cover My Own

04 O Theo

03 Won't Let You Down Again

Land of the Living Official Release- May 29th. 

There comes a time in every man’s life when he must question the principles of his culture, his community, and his ancestors. Some may ignore the questions, while others, particularly artists, wrestle with them until something new and lasting is formed from the struggle. Shortly written after the death of his father, Matthew Perryman Jones’ latest record, Land of the Living is a courageous personal Odyessey through life’s most troubled waters of love and loss, and communicates the process by which we grieve, and the fight to find restored hope.The writing process of Land of the Living was an intense wringing of words, emotions, and melody from the rags of Jones’ solitude, but are an account of his truth found in the pain.

His first full length album since 2008, Land of the Living was produced by Cason Cooley (Katie Herzig) and is set to be released on May 29th. The record could not have found a better birthplace than the elusive bohemian studio in Round Top, Texas, where it was recorded. The studio itself was made from a 1700’s Amish farmhouse, is surrounded by vast land and skies, and haunted by a woman the band came to call Sarah.  Matthew slept in a teepee outside the studio for the week the band recorded.  The short time span forced them to “trust our gut and bring our very best to the table.” 

For this record, Matthew decided to entrust the fate of his musings to the ones most likely to connect with it: his fans. In just thirty days Matthew’s “tribe” contributed $26,000 to fund the creation of the album. “Going into making this record supported by fans inspired me in a whole new way. It really awakened the sense of why I went into music in the first place-creating a meaningful connection with people through music.”

Inspiration also came in the form of the writings of Rumi, the letters of Vincent Van Gogh to his brother Theo (from which the title Land of the Living was taken), and Federico Garcia Lorca, who wrote about the idea of Duende—loosely translated as a heightened sense of emotion, expression, and authenticity in art, and particularly, in music.

In each song there is a sense of wandering in the desert and wrestling with the angels.  “Waking up the Dead” conveys the transition from mourning to once again feeling passionate about life. “I want to dance on fire and be born again” is Jones’ earnest mantra. Matthew mirrors the poetry of Leonard Cohen when he sings, “You stand in the water with your arms crossed, groaning hallelujah.”  In “Oh Theo,” he grasps Van Gogh’s artistic and spiritual struggle saying, “My heart was still unknown, I was drunk and full of sorrows. I was longing for a home with nowhere to go.” 

Perhaps the crux of the record’s struggle can be heard on “Cancion de la Noche”, or “Song of the Night.”  Echoes of Daniel Lanois’ mysticism float in the mournful guitars and full, round drums. He sings, “I was alone in the water, deep in the water, where did you go? Oh the light is in disguise, breaking slowly, pull me close and I will push you away.”

A response to “Cancion de la Noche”, is the song “The Angels Were Singing”, which delves into Jones’ grief over the recent loss of his father.  As if in a Flannery O’ Connor short story, he says, “I started running to feel more alive, to wake up my senses that slowly had died . . . each tear was a chorus, a sacred reprise, and I finally was grieving that long goodbye.”  

Is the pain we encounter in loss worth living and loving to the fullest?  In no way a trite answer to the question, the title and last track on Matthew Perryman Jones’ philosophical record gives us a resounding yes.  “You cannot love in moderation, you’re dancing with a dead man’s bones.  Lay your soul on the threshing floor. . . I am coming home.”  And as Rumi said, and Jones has shown us to be true through the journey of Land of the Living, “A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.”



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