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Western Medicine Blues

by Soltero

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Woke up feeling strange Doctor peering in my mouth Go to make an egg Chiropractor in the kitchen I’m moving through a fever Nurse is tapping on me knee Finish up my coffee Surgeon holds my foot up to the light: “I can fix you for good  If you’re sure that you want to be well. I’m aware of a world down in there A world you don’t know Where the sun is a blue cataract  And it’s rolling right over the sea To the door of the house Where I’m holding the key.” Everything I’ve ever done  Is out of fear of medicine I close my eyes and the light goes on  I go to touch a dog and then the feeling’s gone Is it useful information This electrical sensation? Could it be some kind of symptom That I can see tall ships on the horizon? I can fix you for good  If you’re sure that you want to be well I’m aware of a world down in there A world you don’t know Where the sun is a blue cataract  And the wind is a whip on the sea To the door of the house  Where I’m holding the key They will search your head for clues But there ain’t no cure for the  western medicine blues
I want to have a baby She can sleep upstairs She’ll call me when she needs me I’ll be right downstairs I’ve waited such a long time Now I finally know I want to have a baby Head to toe You’re running out of time! You haven’t got the nerve! Oh how will you afford This life you don’t deserve? You’ll never fall in love! You’ll never find a girl! Well I don’t need the bad news Because it isn’t true! I’m gonna have a baby My beautiful boo I’ll teach her to be happy Take her up to the zoo Because there’s nothing in the whole world Like having someone to love I’m gonna have a baby And the stars above You’re running out of time! You haven’t got a chance! You haven’t got a dime So keep it in your pants! You’re talking like a fool You’ve gotta face the facts You’re dumber than a mule So why don’t you relax!
Once in a while I get a true indication Bullet of light  Shot through the night Down on me Hand in the air  Feeling my new elevation A little clarity came for me And I am free In the heat of the night In the dead of the summer We were playing don’t touch the ground Who would ever believe  I would become such a bummer When all the real life shit goes down And I’m really not ready Following you into the moonlit trail Looking for you up on the midnight hill Following you down to the forest floor Following the air Down to the sealine shore Once in a while I get a bump on the head Open my eyes Take in the evening air Following you into the night Because I know that I’m ready In the blink of an eye  At the edge of the trees It’s you and Ivory Joe Playing piano like I couldn’t believe! Into the night where I follow you Cover my tracks if I wanted to  But I don’t know But I don’t know
I was born unemployed Gone fishing But then I lost my way How did I stray From my natural condition? Everyone’s building a future  Climbing over each other There’s never the time to say I’m sorry about that foot in your face Oh lucky cloud in the sky You just go whistling by Never have to worry yourself Or wake up at night  Going why oh why?? I could be drifting down the bayou Happy to give you a lift You know I never could deny you I need you ‘cause you always get the drift Train to work is a zombie apocalypse Million dead souls dreaming of pink slips My boss he wants to put my head through the wall I hurry home and I feel nothing at all But I’m always wondering is this how it has to be Work and work  it’s a national catastrophe Why do I break myself just fighting the current Flowing through a beautiful day? (And if you don’t row the boat…it’s still gonna float) I could be drifting down the bayou Happy to bring you along You know I never could deny you Think it over Life would be a song
Blue Island 03:09
Crash across the western sky I hear my neighbor Tommy cry “Cover your eyes it’s the Four Horsement of Doom!” A knock, I let them in of course Each rider looking down from his horse And the radio plays “Georgia On My Mind” They’d never heard of Ray Charles They’d never heard a piano And the first rider asked me, “What else don’t I know?” It was then and there that our lesson began That’s the day we became a singing band Me on tambourine We were the New Revelations “Are You Willing And Able To Return My Love?” Was our first hit single In Texas and Arizona “Are You Willing And Able To Return My Love?” Playing all up and down The whole panhandle We sang our songs in southern towns Lit lanterns when the lights went down And everyone came alive in the summer I was lost and alone It was written in stone Living in the words of confusion and fear Til the horseman sang so clear “Are you willing and able to return my love, ‘Cause I’ve come so far for you. Are you willing and able to return my love? Yeah! Yeah!” They gathered round the microphone Each rider looking right at home And everyone came for miles to hear the New Revelations No sadness, no sorry, no misery Just a perfect four-part harmony Can make you forget that this is a mean old world
When you get lost And the night is falling And you call your ma But she isn’t there How do I bring you to this place Of quiet here with me How do I find the words to say That you will always be My one true love When I don’t know  Why I feel so wrong Oh oh oh oh It is the Mango Song! Pulling me out of pain and sadness I’m feeling like a rocket on fire You’re my only light in the darkest night And I’m following a true desire It’s a moment in the future You raise your arms When the song is over You didn’t know That it isn’t yet I felt the heat of an approaching friend “You gotta rest your feet With a drink again.” Calling my sisters, and my brother  My honey and my mother-in-law Could be a billion years Before we find each other Would I give it all back? No!
I didn’t stop loving you Just turned it off for a minute I kept you here in my heart But my heart wasn’t in it You were down at the grocery store No way that you’d ever know When I opened the kitchen door And let the feeling go Wind lifted off of the ground The kitchen started to shake Under the chattering teacups I never felt so awake Photo of you in my arms Fell right out of the frame Rooster off in the distance Started crying your name The kitchen ceiling was cracking My amarylis attacking I said a prayer to the floor There ain’t no god anymore Well nobody needs a sticky shoe That’s gonna break their stride But me, I wanted to find you So I stepped outside The sunny side of the street Was going right up in flames A wave of crippling heat Came bearing down like a train My neighbor crying for help But I just started to run As a storm of cicadas Rose up to swallow the sun Why on earth does everything Always spin out of control? You go to stretch your legs You sacrifice your soul!
Wisterians 03:26
I want to go swimming Island to island I want to hit the water With my hand I want to go swimming To a new horizon Leaving my worries Back on land I never knew I never knew My place in this world I want to go swimming Right out of this song All those bellyaching Tuesdays I won’t keep track I want to go swimming Wherever I belong Where the endless sky Has got my back You can be right But your world is wrong Until you go swimming


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De Soltero, nous n’avons jamais perdu la trace.

Etroitement liées au parcours de Microcultures, la vie et l’oeuvre de Tim Howard, aka Soltero, ont jalonné, en quatre albums fondateurs, l’existence, et même la pré-existence de notre label. A chaque étape de notre itinéraire, les chansons de Tim étaient dans les parages ; elles nous accompagnaient de leur présence réconfortante, de leur évidence chaleureuse, qui nous donnaient l’élan et l’envie. Souvent pour faire des choses inconsidérées d’ailleurs : sortir un disque sans structure ou organiser des tournées kamikazes. Mais l’évidence de ces chansons était toujours là. Et nous nous y rendions toujours, en dépit de tout bon sens.

Ce Western Medicine Blues est aujourd’hui le cinquième chapitre de cette relation. Les chansons du troubadour lo-fi ont traversé les villes (Poughkeepsie, Boston, Philadelphie, New York et aujourd’hui Berlin où habite Tim Howard), ont entraîné avec elles toutes les vies croisées au gré de celle de son auteur. Et elles nous arrivent comme elles l’ont toujours fait. Avec toute l’évidence de leurs mélodies, de leurs paroles intimes et simples, de leurs arrangements fidèles à l’idée de construire des merveilles avec des bouts de ficelles. Et une nouvelle fois, cette évidence nous emporte. Et nous emportera toujours.

De Soltero, nous ne perdrons jamais la trace.

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released August 24, 2018


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