Everything is Everything

You're Too Wonderful

Can't Think Right

River Of Gold - SQ

This song was written for my mom who has battled breast cancer twice now. The lyrics were inspired by a poem written by Lord Byron of the same title. My sister, Margaret Dowers, wrote the lyrics and once her poem was complete, I did my best to put it to music. 

SONG CREDITS:
Lyrics inspired by Lord Byron's poem "She Walks in Beauty"
Lyrics by Margaret Dowers
Song by Joel Ansett

Produced by Brandon Weaver - Iron Wing Studios
Mastered by Austin Gorrigan - Sonic Arts

Vocals/Guitar - Joel Ansett
Keys - James Carroll
Upright Bass - Brandon Weaver
Drums - Isaac Vining

She Walks in Beauty

Acoustic version recorded & released for Record Store Day 2014

Nothing Stays The Same (Record Store Day 2014)

Originally released by U2 in 1991.

Christa's version produced by Ben Shive in 2014.

CHRISTA WELLS // One (feat. Kaleb Jones)

Lost Lovers is Ine Hoem's second single from her debut album 'Angerville'. 

Lost Lovers (Single edit)

Little Lamb

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moving on is easy to say

in the off-hours i dream away
you've been gone but i still see your face out there in the dark
i'm out there in the dark

nobody knows me like you
nobody knows holds me like you
nobody scares me and tears me apart like you do
nobody saved me like you
nobody's crazy like you
no, nobody

looking down i see city streets
all the cars are tiny like me
heading out and i'm trying to break free
i left a note tied to a rose

nobody knows me like you
nobody knows holds me like you
nobody shamed me and blamed me a fool like you do
nobody saved me like you
nobody's crazy like you
no, nobody

here comes pain I can't escape
Lord knows I try
all of the shame I have to face 
don't even know how I'll survive

nobody knows me like you
nobody knows holds me like you
nobody loved me so good made me scream like you do
nobody changed me like you
nobody's crazy like you
no, nobody



Nobody

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A song about lucid dreaming accented by  strings and haunting melodies.

Above The Trees

Above The Trees - Tim McNary

rise, fall, and prayer // prod surfing beats

09 Angels Were Singing

05 Sleeping With a Stranger

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Burn

So close so far away
So good so far is what they say
Is this really it 
Or did I forget to make a turn
This time is spent
And this life was made to burn

Burn it all away
Burn it all away
Burn it all away
Burn it all away

So far away
So good so far is what they say
Is this really it 
Or did I forget to make a turn
This time is spent

Repeated

Burn it all away
Burn it all away
Burn it all away
Burn it all away


LexiconDon - Burn

Eight Two

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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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