Grace
September 1, 2008Scott Downes 3 Comments »This is a live recording from the Kavarna show in July. Lyrics after the jump.
through the window
through the tree
through the floating leaves
in their accidental symmetry
you thought you saw a flicker
i saw the face
it was the ghost of rose marie
with her memories of grace
and how can she sleep when she’s so alone
twining ivies
sad sycamores
there must be a thief in heaven
from the way the thunder roars
black sparked lilies
and greenest lace
have never left a mark
made like the memories of grace
and how can she sleep when she’s so alone
stinging nettles
make crimson tears
she died before her time
at four and twenty years
time keeps marching
always on a steady pace
rose marie is gone but what live on
are her memories of grace
and how can she sleep when she’s so alone
Posted on October 8th, 2009 at 4:52 pm
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Posted on October 8th, 2009 at 4:54 pm
its fantastic love it please let me buy your music
Posted on January 27th, 2010 at 3:32 pm
Hey Scott,
Love your music
An artist I manage, James Apollo, is planning a two city stop – Atlanta & Athens the weekend of April 9 & 10. We’d love to have you guys headline each show. I do not mind coordinating the booking if you are interested.
Our thoughts are something like this:
April 9 – Eddie’s Attic or the Earl
April 10 – The Melting Point or Rialto Room
I’ve included below a link to James’ music and his bio. We can send discs as well. Please let me know as soon as you are able.
Thank you.
James Apollo
http://www.myspace.com/jamesapollo
http://www.jamesapollo.com
James Apollo is restless as a willow in a windstorm. While his music often has some pervasive themes, namely love, loss, loneliness and deceit, Apollo steeps it in so much melancholy that even the most dire of tales has you wondering whether he’s cheering for the victim or the cause. And though there may be a sly smile between castanets on his latest, How Hard a Heart of Gold Can Be, for Apollo, this is about as steady as he’s going to get. Apollo, who recorded his two previous albums near his home in Brooklyn, traveled back to the bluffs of the upper Mississippi, where longtime musical compatriots joined him in setting these songs in stone. The session took place in a short window between tours, leaving Apollo just enough time to shake the dust off his jacket and onto tape. The result, How Hard a Heart of Gold Can Be, cries out from the dark side of lover’s lane. Apollo recalls “A fellow asked me the other day about being on the road. He said it must be tough to keep a relationship going when you’re away from home. I said no, being away is the easy part. It’s when I’m home that times get rough”