Accidental August

by Anne Hills

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docprobes A smokey and reflective song; glad Peter is brushing along with you! To borrow some lyrics from "What's New":
Lovely as ever, I must admit.
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1.
Tell me a tale, make my heart believe paint your April green, May will set the scene where heroes win and villains learn and no one ever dies a land of no goodbyes May wanders off, June is almost gone July is pushing through, falling into blue days of sun and nights too warm time raps on the door a cold wind ‘cross the floor Accidental August nods and moves another pawn just as day is breaking, night descends at dawn weeks and months of moments lived, lost in fogs of gray freezing rain on summer streets takes your breath away Didn’t I once know you, back before the mask covered up your countenance, sad I have to ask my brother's smile, my mother's voice a story long ago before December brought the snow
2.
I am acquainted with the night, familiar with the darkness a Luna moth floating on the wind a nightingale at midnight, a kiss beneath the moon here and gone, too soon I am acquainted with the night, memories in shadows a star that signals stories from the past a foghorn in the harbor, the depth of sorrow's tune here and gone, too soon Acquainted with the night, its seduction and delight how it can lead the poet to the page acquainted with the night, that moves the pen to write the silence brings the sight of a snowy owl in flight I am acquainted with the night, reminded of the music how many songs I wonder have been sung the beauty of those voices, the echo of the loon here and gone, too soon
3.
Golden Arms 03:11
Take him in your golden arms and hold him hold him like the sunset on the lake in the whisper of the woods enfold him beauty for each precious breath we take let the sweep of bluebirds’ wings before him lift him from this heavy earthly bed may the many memories of his kindness make our burden lighter now, instead born into this turning world, unknowing spinning from this turning world, unknown like a blade of grass among so many standing side by side and yet alone take him in your golden arms and hold him let his heart and your heart beat as one violet sky and sparking stars around him beauty as his final days are done
4.
I've never known a love that was so warm a love so steady through the wildest storm remembered kisses that were bittersweet dark chocolate on the lips or whiskey, neat a mystery elusive chemistry, love you and me I swore I'd never let a chance go by but we get older and forget to try we lose the moments love's the casualty lock the door and throw away the key to mystery elusive chemistry, love you and me I dream about it when I go to sleep the clocks run backwards and I count my sheep I close my eyes and then its one, two, three it's time and space or it's telepathy a mystery elusive chemistry, love you and me
5.
You can tell that she’s in love by the way she lifts her chin laughs at any little thing letting light and love come in not a moment that goes by without a sparkle in her eye every sun that’s out in space shares the light that’s in her face you can tell that she’s in love, so miraculous and free like a roller coaster ride or a rolling wave at sea it’s so hard to let her go in this crazy world we know but there isn't any choice because love’s the strongest voice oh look at her, look at her, look at her how could you not feel this? you can tell that she’s in love those are lips that beg a kiss love came walking through the door and delivered us this girl she was ours for just a while, now she's off to change the world and when we hear her laughter ring, you know we wouldn't miss a thing tell the one she's thinking of, you can tell that she's in love
6.
Where were you when we were wearing light and days swept into mist warm as a summer kiss with me but then never again that love, this heart that boy, this girl where are you now we are dressed by time and days slip through our hands like grains of summer sands write me but then never again this love, that heart that boy, this girl where were you when we were wearing light and where are you tonight?
7.
Love is the boat that holds us love is where we are made love finds a way through any wall shines through the deepest shade love is a boundless prairie hides in the wildest seed waters the fields and in times of loss love is the balm we need soft as a downy feather stronger than tempered steel sit in the seat of the homeless man love cooks and serves his meal infinite, wise, eternal striving to hold us near never defined by you or me we think it’s gone, love is always here
8.
Hello, my love, goodbye the thorn exceeds the bloom an echo fills the room the tearing of the sky hello, my love, goodbye hello, my love, goodbye blow kiss, then disappear the space we held you near subtract and multiply hello, my love, goodbye time tilts the milky way spilling the last of day the universe turns to say the journey once so long too short now, looking back a train run out of track a bird without a song the constellations sigh hello, my love, goodbye hello, my love, goodbye we drift within a dream a wild and shifting stream the perfect sky above goodbye, hello my love
9.
I'll remember you in the gloaming in the shimmering edge of the day out where the tall grass touches the sand and the sand reaches out to the bay or in the cathedral of cedar stars tangled into your hair you and the stars were the world to me then so I will remember you there we would stand at the top of the earth with the future stretched out beneath the fields and the brambles looked tiny and harmless we knew no deceit before we tumbled and bruised our way back tearing the wings off our feet I'll remember you by the water sun setting deep in your eyes your brown hands full of the gifts of the sea reflecting the fathomless skies or heavy your head on my shoulder sorrow and laughter entwined outlined by shadow in memories so bright and there in the last light defined I’ll remember you in the gloaming
10.
Be This 03:06
Speak honestly, that's what it teaches slow down, listen, open your mind from the start then speak with kindness, speak first from the heart speak honestly, that's how it reaches time passes, this is revealing be here, seeing, open your eyes to it all when you watch it unfold, hear every bird call time passes, this can be healing the other is you reflecting your fear your anger, your sorrow, your joy, your desire you frighten yourself and get burned by the fire you weep for your losses, and lose what is here live gratefully, change how you see this be still, quiet, open yourself to what's there every breath you are breathing, just notice the air live gratefully try this, then be this

about

When the COVID-19 quarantine threw our lives like scrabble pieces into a jumble, we struggled to find words, new ways to communicate and make sense of it all. My second job is as a therapist, and as psychotherapist Mark Gerald suggested (The New Yorker, 6/1/20), the empty time brought to mind August breaks and vacations making the pandemic feel like an “accidental August” with no Labor Day in sight. But nothing stops time’s relentless march into beginnings and endings. So, just as we begin to adapt, another blow tosses us into a jumble again. In late January, I had begun working on a project of songs to build empathy with geriatrician and writer, Al Power. With my performances, and his dementia care lectures, abruptly canceled, we stepped up our scrabbling. And when I lost my long-time friend, Michael Smith, on August 3rd, the whole project became more deeply personal. I was torn by grief but filled with gratefulness for Al’s continued collaboration. This collection of songs gave us both a vehicle to write our way through our accidental August. – Anne

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released January 8, 2021

The Musicians:
Anne Hills: vocals
Tyler Wood: piano and organ
Scott Petito: guitar and bass
Peter Erskine: drums and percussion
Al Power: rhythm guitar on “Be This”
Birds: Anne’s backyard feeder and trees

Produced by Scott Petito, Anne Hills and Al Power
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Scott Petito
at NRS Recording Studio, Catskill, NY

Drum tracks recorded at Puck Productions, Santa Monica
Engineered by Aaron Walk
Peter Erskine plays Tama Drums, Zildjian Cymbals and
Meinl Percussion instruments

CD Design: Mark Moss / Photos: Anne Hills

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Anne Hills Bethlehem, Pennsylvania

Anne Hills is a well-loved voice in the contemporary folk music scene. She has a catalogue that encompasses well-over 20 CDs and has toured the United States, Canada and the U.K. Her unique solo and collaborative recording projects are a testament to her creativity, and her voice and songs have inspired audiences around the world. ... more

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