Honeybear
by Violet Mice
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Amherst
03:56
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Or Even A Stethoscope
04:23
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Purely & Simply
05:39
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Young Snow
03:01
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Sun, Like A Trooper
02:48
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Remembered By The City
02:15
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Sweet Girl
03:24
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Ooh, Rode Off!
03:05
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Honeybear
05:36
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about
Recorded in Albuquerque & Chicago, December '08-November '09.
credits
released 15 May 2009
Written, Produced, & Performed by Ian McDuffie. Background Vocals on "Ooh, Rode Off!" and "Honeybear" by Jesse Carsten. Additional Vocals on "Honeybear" by Lale Westvind.
Written, Produced, & Performed by Ian McDuffie. Background Vocals on "Ooh, Rode Off!" and "Honeybear" by Jesse Carsten. Additional Vocals on "Honeybear" by Lale Westvind.
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Another was me walking around a house (that was mine, but wasnt, you know how that goes), and I had shaved my beard, and was reading The Great American Novel by Philip Roth instead of the book Im reading now, in protest of something I didnt know.
discography
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Nov 2010
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- Track Name: Amherst
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you chose this street for the trees
regardless of all she'd have you have yourself believe
and at the time, to hit myself, to "punch a beat into my chest"
but looking forward's all i want and now to finally feel well
so many years ago I walked this street with my dog
but now & still not so nostalgic to a fault
having accomplished something
a goal off the list
i had a set path back home
all where i thought i belonged
ooo ooo this is all i've wanted to
say-ee-yay, shoulda said it when i needed to
i walked the curves in line
the ground is warm and the sun in in my eyes
follow the side of your head and wait for any braid to eat
and watch and breathe and still forget to do either
you chose this street for the trees
let them waver and lose all their leaves
i set sail so long ago
and had an anchor on a nose with a mole
you chose this street for the trees
and though the dock is still beneath
i've had the time to grit my teeth and ponder every little thing
and now i know i'll say it's so
i know i'm off that goddamn boat!
