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Hackensaw Boys

by Hackensaw Boys

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bill hanke
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bill hanke thank you for giving us another beautiful set of songs. in these dark times your music points toward light at the end of the tunnel. now please play Miller's again!!!
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spgass Nice new collection of tunes from the Hackensaw Boys! Favorite track: My Turn.
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1.
We all have things we are doing We all have places we are going No one wants to come in last No one wants to live in the past You'll see ain't no place to be The past you'll see ain't no place to be It’s overwhelming but I try It is what it is, do not ask why Dear friends please smile do not cry Or let another day pass you by You'll see you're in the right place to be Looks to me you're in the right place to be Why would I judge who made me king Inside we all carry the same thing It's been stacked against you not me It's time for you to be free As I've been allowed to be You deserve as much as me I'm tired of living in the past So tired of the hate, when will it pass To leave us never to return All of us singing the same song To realize and all get along It’s clear and easy to see We are one that’s how its got to be
2.
Mary Shelley 03:12
Damn you Mary Shelley You couldn’t just keep it to yourself Some ideas need no help Into the light of day Damn you Mary Shelley All the seeds you planted in our minds That have galvanized throughout time Now we are living it Now we are living it, don’t you know Now we are living it Now we are living it, don’t you know Damn you Mary Shelley I’m sorry for your loss at such a young age How you put that pain on the page Now we are living it Damn you Mary Shelley You had to pull the darkness from the night You turned death into a life Only to leave it here Only to leave it here, don't you know Only to leave it here Only to leave it here, don’t you know Damn you Mary Shelley From the start we’re running out of time Stepping on and over the sublime Now we are living it Now we are living it, don't you know Now we are living it Now we are living it, don't you know Only to leave us here Only to leave us here, don’t you know Only to leave us here And now we are living it, don’t you know
3.
The Weights 03:49
There’s a lightweight They’re always early, they’re never late They’ll rush right in, they will not hesitate You better believe they are a cheap date When you see them coming down your street And you know they ain’t the one to meet They try so hard, they go so fast There’s no way they will ever last They’re lightweights There's a middleweight Sometimes they’re early, sometimes they’re late Sometimes they’ll rush, others hesitate They’ll come in feeling bad and leave feeling great When you see them coming down your street And you know they are the one you should meet They don’t try hard or act like they care They play but they’re well aware They’re middleweights There’s a heavyweight They’re never early, they’re always late They will not rush but they’ll hesitate They’ll drive you crazy as they make you wait And you see them coming down your street And you think they are the one you should meet But what you don’t know and what they won’t show Is all their pain and all their grief They’re a heavyweight Don’t you know that they’re heavyweights x3
4.
We are the cages we’re grown in You are strong enough for this Only two things you can do when lost my friend Panic or take a deep breath August filled the room I was in Truth be known, I don’t know what it is All the tall tales turn to facts given time Lots of grownups acting like some kids Deep down you know what is done is done For some things there will not be relief The clock in your head will not let you go Time is an unrelenting thief It's hard to wake and remember What a long line of fools you’re standing in Try as you may you can’t get away Cause others agree that you did Deep down you know what is done is done For some things there will not be relief The clock in your head will not let you go Time is an unrelenting thief
5.
My Turn 03:15
I know you’re thinking of leaving I can tell you feel like it’s time I can see it on your face That you’re worn out and over your line I know you’re so unhappy With me and the way things have been But I’m asking you to try, please try To open your heart again Even though I robbed you of the time You rightly should have had I left you all alone When you needed me so bad Guess it's my turn to feel that sad We’ve had our differences Many times late into the night We quarreled over little things Had knock down, drag out fights I know that I lost you I traded us for the road I left you with our children To carry an unequal load That was wrong, in fact it was dumb And lacking any foresight So here I sit heavy hearted Wishing you were here tonight I suppose if you leave I’ll have it coming to me But I’m begging you to stay And try to relearn to love me x2
6.
I realize I don’t know how to be your friend It burns me to no endings When all I want is a touch from your hand I sit, on street corners all around our town Hoping I see you driving around And you’ll smile so big and stop to pick me up Still I’m lonely, although you were just sitting here Both hands on the wheel so you could steer To drop me off where I stay, to leave me and it's hard To ask for something I know she won’t give Though not long ago, she freely did She took it all away and now I’m feeling like her toy Out of Austin and into the rain Old New Mexico won’t call again The one I love don’t need me I’m searching for the lost chord that’ll tie you back to me Tie you back to me And it hurts knowing how this life can be In a teacup floating out to sea This is like a car wreck that we’re both living in So I decided to say nothing and go to bed While you swam all inside my head I wish you were here to help me tame this spin Cinders and ashes I won’t open my eyes A big old blue sky surprise While you have your tinder mended I’ll wait to phone you up Out of Austin and into the rain Old New Mexico won’t call again The one I love is far from me I’m searching for the lost chord that’ll tie you back to me Tie you back to me What’s strange, I suspect you’re lonely as well From the songs and stories that you tell Yet you push it all away and embrace your fear This is the oldest story that we’ve got going here This is the oldest story that we’ve got going here
7.
Strangers 03:03
Go on and take a chance on a stranger Go on and live you life like you’re in danger Well don’t you judge, share your space See yourself in every strangers face Try your best to sing their song Share your life Help a stranger along Go on and take a chance on a stranger Go on and live your life like you’re in danger Well you can know if you begin to lose the fear And help the stranger mend Be at ease Listen close Be the open arms the stranger needs the most And you seem to believe nothings going wrong Go on and take a chance on a stranger Understand our lives are all in danger Well you may know what it’s like You’re on the outside, a stranger in others eyes Walk a mile Along with them Recognize the stranger as a friend And you seem to believe nothings going wrong And you seem to believe nothings going on And you seem to believe nothings going wrong
8.
Not today I will not sing a sad song Not today I will not sing a sad line But to sway Only on the brightside Not today A hummingbird tear I’ll cry Not today I will not stay locked here inside But to sway Only on the brightside And the one thing that I wish I would’ve said As we laid there on your great grandmother's bed Was hold me tight Hold me tight a little bit longer If you think you might All today I found myself a new feel All today I made myself this one deal C’mon man stay Only on the brightside All today The little things around me All today The beauty I let find me Now I will stay Only on the brightside And the one thing that I wish I would’ve said As we laid there on your great grandmother's bed Hold me tight Hold me tight a little bit longer I hope you might Only on the brightside x4
9.
I ain't lookin' to compete with you Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy or crucify you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you No and I ain't lookin' to fight with you Frighten you or uptighten you Drag you down or drain you down Chain you down or bring you down All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I ain't lookin' to block you up Shock or knock or lock you up Analyze you, categorize you Finalize you or advertise you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I don’t wanna straight-face you Race or chase you, track or trace you Or disgrace you or displace you Or define you or confine you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I don’t wanna meet your kin Make you spin or do you in Or select you or dissect you Or inspect you or reject you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I don’t wanna' fake you out Take or shake or forsake you out I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me See like me or be like me All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you
10.
On Your Time 03:14
Did you hear the birds while drifting by I wished and hoped we’d see them eye to eye I fell asleep while sitting at my post I seen it on your face, you’ve seen a ghost If you need me to I can stay here with you If you want me to I could be there for you We were standing in the breeze so sweet Right before it blasts us off our feet Lying on our backs, no stars above Your heart felt so black, mine felt full of love If you need me to I could be there for you If you want me to I could be there for you I could be the one to help you out You could be the one to leave no doubt I could be the one to keep it true You could be the one to keep it too When’s the time to let go of our past Lessons learned but will our memories last Choices made and choices that will change Is this a room that someones rearranged Where’s the space you say the time you need I can give because I feel no greed When will you know truly how you feel Will I know the moment that it’s for real If you need me to I could be there for you If you want me to I could be there for you
11.
Rye Straw 02:17

about

Roots music shapeshifters Hackensaw Boys make a triumphant return with their new self-titled album due out in June. Known for their energetic live shows, the band have been operating as a sort of musical collective for over two decades now, carving a songline that traverses all genres of American roots music. They’ve toured nearly constantly, playing festivals all over the world, sharing stages with the likes of De La Soul and Cheap Trick, and even working as Charlie Louvin’s touring band. They’ve been featured on NPR and Pitchfork, where Amanda Petrusich aptly described their music as a “grassy tornado with brazen punk attitude”. Through it all they’ve adapted their sound, as well as their lineup, to serve their songs with a workman-like ethic. It was during the recording and release of their last EP A Fireproof House Of Sunshine (Free Dirt Records) that David Sickmen realized he was doing his best work. This motivated him to “stay out of his own way” during the making of their new self-titled album, a free-wheeling romp through roots music that includes hardcore roots instrumentals, country rug-cutters, and folk rock gems. Produced by Park Chisolm (Kevin Costner & Modern West), Hackensaw Boys is chock full of classic, catchy Hackensaw sounds while achieving a new level of unapologetic honesty and vulnerability via Sickmen’s well-honed, salt-of-the-earth songwriting.

After a six year hiatus, and a battle with vocal polyps that resulted in surgery, founding member, songwriter, and guitarist David Sickmen assumed leadership of the band. He says “...after struggling internally for years to decide what was Hackensaw Boys material and what was not, I realized my life experiences are actually what makes the songs real for me, and therefore good Hackensaw material.” In 2015 he developed an ethos “to play good shows, and be responsible citizens,” which has fueled the group’s longevity and helped them to weather the ebb and flow of musical tastes du jour, as “alt-country” transitioned to “Americana”. Hackensaw Boys have been around so long that Sickmen’s own son Jonah has now joined the ranks on this new effort, taking lead on one of the band’s more notorious innovations, the charismo—an instrument that symbolizes the ever evolving nature of the band. The charismo is a collection of found objects, worn like a washboard, but played percussively like a drum set. The amalgamation of sounds from tin cans and scrap steel, often picked up on the road and attached to the one of a kind instrument, lend a one of a kind sound to the band, and a sound that changes just a bit as the years pass by.

Hackensaw Boys opens with “Things We’re Doing” a hot flatpicking number backed by atmospheric fiddle. Sickmen sings “the past, you’ll see, it ain’t no place to be,” encouraging a progressive outlook even as their music digs further into the well tilled soil of roots music for their original sound. By the second song “Mary Shelley” Hackensaw Boys are again breaking new ground. Sickmen is singing his level best about the myths that can be repeated so often they become our reality. It’s promethean in its structure, essentially an uptempo pop song played on acoustic instruments, propelled by ringing mandolin, jangling guitars and plucky charismo. The song is a years-long realization for Sickmen, who wrote it in Berlin over a decade ago. “As soon as we talked about making a new record the guys all asked if we could record the Mary Shelley song,” he says “so I realized that these experiences I’ve been living for years are the Hackensaw Boys sound”. The tempo does not let up on “The Weights” as the band achieves a full sound anchored by Chris Stevens deep, woody upright, fronted by Caleb Powers appropriately scratchy fiddle on a cheeky song about the weight of personality types on working relationships. Powers then switches to banjo, bounding in on the uptempo “Cages We’re Grown In” another song about turning adversity into advantage, celebrating the human spirit in the way only Hackensaw Boys can. Never resting on their laurels, Hackensaw Boys make the switch to a Texas two-stepper on “My Turn”. Sickmen sings in duet with Sara Beck (Kevin Costner & Modern West), and one can almost see couples shuffling across a roadhouse floor as Sickmen sings “I suppose if you leave, I’ll have it comin to me, and I’m beggin you to stay, and try to relearn to love me”. “These are songs I’ve been carrying around for years, I’ve found love and lost love and found it again since then, but these things stick with me”. Finding comfort in the hardpan of dirt road country, Hackensaw Boys cruise into “Stranger” shifting into four time on a song about taking a chance on a stranger as a method to better oneself. It’s clear Sickmen and the band have been workshopping some of these songs for years. Now the band has come full circle, recording David's most affecting material - full of their most vulnerable and honest songwriting.

Much has been said about Hackensaw Boys’ ability to constantly push forward in roots music since 1999, and rightfully so. Sure, their collective has at times seen now-famous solo artists such as John R. Miller and Pokey LaFarge among their ranks. Yes, they’ve shared stages with huge names ranging from Del McCoury to Modest Mouse. But what is perhaps most important about Hackensaw Boys is their steadfast commitment to leading new generations into a world of roots music that honors the legacy of the sound, while finding ways to forge ahead. They’ve got a sound so intentional and so original that one might even mistake the deep cut Bob Dylan cover “All I Really Want To Do” for a Hackensaw original, and it’s a testament to their own writing. Hackensaw Boys have found a way to spiritually combat the battle of attrition that eventually kills most bands, and it’s a straightforward one. They’ve simply remained true to their mission statement: “to raise a little hell, encourage a more peaceful world, and bring the music back to its roots in a working-class American vernacular.” Twenty three years in, they're doing their best work.

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released June 24, 2022

David Sickmen - Guitar, Vocals
Caleb Powers - Fiddle, Banjo, Mandolin
Chris Stevens - Bass, Harmonica
Jonah Sickmen - Charismo, Percussion

Add'l:
Park Chisolm - Bouzouki, Guitar
Sara Beck - Vocals on Track 5

Engineered/Mixed by Park Chisolm
Mastered by Alex McCollough, trueeastmastering.com

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On the band's 20th anniversary, stalwart roots collective Hackensaw Boys present a fresh batch of original songs with their new EP 'A Fireproof House of Sunshine.' For the ever-evolving string band, the 5-song collection showcases their graceful maturation and feels more timeless than timely, in no small part due to frontman David Sickmen's most deeply cultivated songwriting to date. ... more

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