Includes ten-panel fold-out full-color insert featuring original collage by Marci Roth. Dave often joked this might be America's first Buddhist country album. See what you think.
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Recorded by Mark Thayer at Signature Sounds Studios except (8) recorded by Dave & Tracy in Tracy's Kitchen. Mixed by Mark Thayer with Dave & Tracy at Signature Sounds Studios except (8) and (9), mixed by Mark Frethem, Doctor Digital. Mastered by David Glasser at Airshow Mastering. Package design by Marci Roth. Photography by Brent Hirak. Project management: Lisa Lepine. Pre-production adviser: Jonathan Mann.
Musicians:
Dave Carter: guitar, banjo, piano, Hammond organ, vocals
Bob Dick: upright bass
Lorne Entress: drums and percussion
Richard Gates: electric bass
Tracy Grammer: guitar, violin, mandolin, vocals
Chris Turner: harmonica
Roger Williams: Dobro guitar
beat down, misdirected, cropped short and sized to fit
honey if we're still connected, i could really use a hit
i am not lookin for the key that opens every door
just a pillow on the floor where we can sit
here in the shinin city, here in the endless summer
here in the cave of wonder, number ninety-two
the sky of never was was never quite this blue
but it's all right, it's all right with me if it's all right with you
guru child on glory mountain, waitin patient, turtle-wise
twenty years of bliss and countin, trips and riddles in his eyes
he says the primal quest ain't nothin but a second guess
sometimes you just do your best and compromise
here in the shinin city, here in the endless summer
here in the cave of wonder, number ninety-two
the book is empty from the sparrow's point of view
but it's all right, it's all right with me if it's all right with you
shootin fools and starry gazers, wizard hip and button-down
i walk the occam's razor way through priests and circus clowns
am i a visioner of faith or grace or vision or
another grinning prisoner in happytown
here in the shinin city, here in the endless summer
here in the cave of wonder number ninety-two
we chase the shadows of the chosen and the few
but it's all right, it's all right with me if it's all right with you
so strap me in, i'm goin clear, i'm burnin circles 'round the sun
the fisher king is here, but he is not the only one
parcival and valentino, ridin winged palominos
willie in his el camino on the run
love is a tanglewood tree in a bower of green
in a forest at dawn
fair while the mockingbird sings, but she soon lifts her wings
and the music is gone
young lovers in the tall grass with their hearts open wide
when the red summer poppies bloom
but love is a trackless domain and the rumor of rain
in the late afternoon
love is an old root that creeps through the meadows of sleep
when the long shadows cast
thin as a vagrant young vine, it encircles and twines
and it holds the heart fast
catches dreamers in the wildwood with the stars in their eyes
and the moon in their tousled hair
but love is a light in the sky, and an unspoken lie
and a half-whispered prayer
i'm walkin down a bone-dry river where the cool mirage runs true
i'm bankin on the fables of the far, far better things we do
i'm livin for the day of reck'nin countin down the hours
i yearn away, i burn away, i turn away the fairest flower of love, 'cause darlin
love is a garden of thorns, and a crow in the corn
and the brake growing wild
cold when the summer is spent in the jade heart's lament
for the faith of a child
my body has a number and my face has a name
and each day looks the same to me
but love is a voice on the wind, and the wages of sin
and a tanglewood tree
love's garden of thorns, how it grows
black crow in the corn hummin low
brake nettle so pretty and wild
and thistles surround the edge of the
dim dark hour as the sun moves away
lamenting a lost summer day
who nurtures the faith of a child
when nothing remains to cover her eyes
my body has a number, maybe my face has a name
each hour like each hour before
this longing is a voice on the wind
she cultivates the wages of sin
in a tanglewood tree
Writer. Actor. Storyteller. Singer. Multi-instrumentalist. Former head cheerleader, now a fearless navigator of the
heart.
“One of the finest pure musicians anywhere in folkdom.” - Boston Globe
“A brilliant artist.” - Joan Baez
“Her gifts as a musician are like that of a painter who is a master of chiaroscuro, offering light and shadow at every turn.“ - Mary Chapin Carpenter...more
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