Hawthorne Morning Sound

by Monte Pride

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1.
Wordsmith 02:48
This morning when I woke I couldn’t help but sing from a dream so lucid that I could barely think So distinct, now extinct, my memory lapsed and turned and I can finally link A pink moon’s reflection, a south pacific connection Just running on fumes en route home from Portland I’m parallel to you and gone to soon three hours with the grain that already grew Cause I’m flowing with affection and I won’t leave this summer without learning to write with a wordsmith’s composure She’s transcending me set reservation free slowing down the sound of my mind’s stampede Cause I normally can’t focus It’s usually not like this If I pen you a letter, I hope that you believe it Blessed are the impetuous her thought perpetuous in me, oh in me I know this is treacherous her thought perpetuous in me, oh in me Blessed are the impetuous her thought perpetuous in me, oh in me (Monte Pride © 2016)
2.
We saved one from our wheel well Another from our window’s well And I’m not feeling too well See I’ve grown up with them Their midnight chorus never ends I buried the first outside my window And his tombstone scribbled and worn from rain A memory wrought in ferns and flame And my tears when I was five years old You’ll hear them when humidity hits And rain floods the marsh and sits Buzzing at the bottom of the hill Just shed your shoes and meet me there At the splintered bench in the evening air Heavy with love and anxious words We saved one from our wheel well Another from our window’s well And now I know all is well They’ll be gone when the frost falls And autumn freezes every thaw and truth is lost in the wind I think that I’ve what it takes To extend the summer’s stake In hushing the worry we look after Just to leave when robins return And tree frogs roll from winters burn To canopies of pine and homes of myrtle I’ve missed you for ten years A distance closed in irrational fear Tumbled in the stream gin clear We found a frog in our wheel well Another in our window’s well And now I know all is well (Monte Pride © 2016)
3.
Bedridden 04:11
I’ve got a tank full of gasoline a crawl space of things that I don’t need you were right the sight would bite it left me counting digits on a tombstone of someone unknown we’re losing moonlight Your eyes ride fully glazed reconciled in this hannah plaza haze drink to the place you’d rather be my lighthouse beam my actions unseen in an Erie morning wave a rocky mountain high I’m a bedridden midwesterner Oh I’m used to these cries I’m used to these cries From Medicine Hat to Bad Axe and these stoplights in between my tank half empty the road still whispering I’ll be up this Iron Mountain before dusk it dries my hopes just cut and dried in this state of lies we’re far from home I’ve got a tank full of gasoline a crawlspace of things that I might need your mother warned best stay away they’re nothing short of cryptic and I’ve found myself too far south for my taste In an Erie morning wave a rocky mountain high I’m a bedridden midwesterner Oh I’m used to these cries These bedridden folks that I’ve come to know their history speaks their enemies weep but they’re far from home (Monte Pride © 2016)
4.
We’ve got lavender farms and orchid fields And thundering nights And crackling reels of silence And birds in the morning I’m lost in their chorus Of notes bending brightly In octaves above our shade trees Where you first spoke to me I’m still in disbelief That night old mission was clear And swarms of beach bugs occupied the air I couldn’t find the strength to steer Butterflies sighed and lit the year The trouble with detaching is I didn’t know I was latching ‘Till I lit out upstate I don’t believe you were there if only the nettles cared For the scars and the stories and the stinging The sad songs we danced to are slowly coming true Are they worth more than today without you? Your hearts are growing smaller at the ends of your letters And I know it’s for the better But you still send them and I’ll be keeping them In the box above the hammers Black and white and shattered From a tune so broken And a paper so tattered I couldn’t read the notes Your guesses were better The trouble with detaching is I didn’t know I was latching ‘Till you drew back To where you have others and I need another To forget all we had It’s not that I blame you it’s just I’d like to see you And walk on the same freckled land We’ve got lavender farms and orchid fields And thundering nights And crackling reels of silence And birds in the morning Maybe someday we’ll be there again The trouble with detaching is I didn’t know I was latching ‘Till you lit out downstate The sad songs we danced to are slowly coming true Are they worth more than today without you? (Monte Pride © 2016)
5.
Reasons 04:27
Why did music play on Friday? and why have I yet to make sense? of why you were here and I was still back there Still blurry and sadly content I’ve got a million reasons I believe half of them the wayward better left in a dream catcher somewhere a subconscious blank stare flying circle round my head This firefly is fleeting it’s lit and it’s longing to be at peace again Just don’t stop your rambling your loving and your traveling your heart can’t be kept My sleep deprivation and the heat of the day drove me straight to the lake I want to be back there I want to go somewhere and stop distraction from taking it’s place If the moon is willing and the stars understand me and you can still hear me I’ll take the chance to be near you to write you to see you and stare into your eyes all day I’ve a million reasons and I believe half of them I’m finding the words that I left In knowing without saying intuition’s gold day engrained in the life you’ve led Now I’m running with affliction engulfed in affection I’m sorting out the things that I’ve said Just don’t stop your rambling your loving and your traveling keep this close in Marquette It might drive me crazy it might leave me aching asking the same questions again but with countless reasons and the time we’re allotted there’s nothing left to expect I’ve a million reasons and I don’t know half of them I’m finding the words I left Just don’t stop your rambling your loving and your traveling Your heart can’t be kept (Monte Pride © 2016)
6.
Midnight rollers please console me You're granted without explanation Essentially dependent on them sketching charcoal drawings of them hanging without a trace then - read again I can't believe I found Emma in Ann Arbor Just another suburb cinching tight to the city Going down to the pit where the three yards meet and everybody looks the same like reflections off cellophane their feet all muddy from vain explorations of self Of consciousness - of someone else I dare not rebel as I'd been I wonder what you'd write about this About me - about them I can't believe I found an Emma in Ann Arbor Again While I’m living In your presence under decaying marquees you stood like silence with me flashing every second on every other bulb The filaments flicker his name illuminated I can't believe I found an Emma in Ann Arbor Again While I’m living (Monte Pride © 2016)
7.
I’ve got this girl I think you should meet She left me there last fall Out on the concrete Her first name might be embellished And her last name might be a lie But you see I’ve heard there’s more shame to a man Who doesn’t even try This girl’s got the eyes of a thousand beating hearts Her hair so sandy blonde your worry departs And I know it was probably Always Most definitely Undeniably me Oh but you see we’d just like something to keep She’ll tell you what you wanna hear And run away when troubles near Millennial bombshell blues She’s breakin’ hearts makin’ mends She’ll call you a friend Millennial bombshell blues Man this girl she’ll turn on a dime From lovin’ to leavin’ it’s a matter of time ‘Cause sooner or later you’ll end up like them With those wired again Blamed again Sifting through the lies again To hell and back I couldn’t tell A truly confusing gal Millennial bombshell blues She’ll tell you what you wanna hear Keep fingers crossed when others near Millennial bombshell blues Millennial bombshell blues Millennial bombshell blues (Monte Pride © 2016)
8.
I hope this is my calling cause I lost my phone He'll be round in the morning to break this still This still is sorting out the faulty claims It's still pushing me around it's hurting me a lot It took my aspiration, now we're lost Out among the stars, the tree tops and shards of light that you make From your fingertips they shot the moonbeams down Now they're dancing on your head real close to the ground There's no escaping now, the cycle is vicious it left me blowing 100 hopeless kisses your way Through the signals, the radiation to me All the sudden we knew everything We’re children on information Laying waste to what's around you We’re children on information He stole the sight from my right eye he put it under glass, shot through its side We're still running from the sun Do you think I'm alright with the way you stopped mid stride? Like the muscle that trailed so slow from the weight of your body, from the the weight of your soul This cog maintained despite our silence ‘Till bricks finally broke In twos in threes in the crumbling of the lee that's always more than weak The sinners laid down so sweetly next to me I sang to them so softly We thought of you, of how I’m in decay like you All the sudden we knew everything We’re children on information Staring at our palms till our eyes turned bloodshot We’re children on information (Monte Pride © 2016)
9.
I can feel the dark of the downstairs As heat lightning sparks the sky With your eyes bright like accordions Dilating into night My mug was half full of maxwell in the morning So I wouldn’t spill on the drive And I’m sure you can read my mind dear On a wavelength ripe A wavelength ripe with signs I’m learning the sounds your house makes As it’s aching past midnight I’ve memorized the lines of your face From a past life left behind Your eyes that swell with a similar soul They match mine They match mine I know you need some time now To heal what’s on your mind But with these days and unthreatening space I’ll see you soon I’ll see you soon Sometime Your eyes that swell with a similar soul They match mine They match mine (Monte Pride © 2016)
10.
Harmony 03:12
This dual excess harmony it catalyzed the way I’d sleep Next to overflowing bottles and dew drop blues stained blotchy portraits of all three The moment you woke you headed north East Lansing’s surely seen it before You left a light on in passing My frost teared breath screamed a fire engine’s roar Sure I’d spit off balconies and parking structures Seeping rage But see my blood won’t flow anymore They let me dry the rest like this bore I can’t see it’s too bright above I can’t see You’re falling like a sputtering star past me What will goodness really win you When subconscious action solely rules you I looked you straight in the eye Felt close to nothing, it’s more than I’ve seen in awhile If only you were still deserving You’ve found a circuit that’s tripped and yearning I looked you straight in the eye When the river was high, buzzing with cicada’s cries I can’t see it’s too bright above I can’t see You’re falling like a sputtering star past me (Monte Pride © 2016)
11.
There was no sign of stopping Your frosted window drawings Paint tales unimaginable The beauty undeniable Your canvas floats Michigan avenue Your brother he floats beside you Counting all the stickers smuggled As the doc’s receptionist wades in trouble I felt the love in every single curl Every single tear and every furl My bedhead hair made evident In my favorite reflective ornament There was no sign of stopping Your frosted window drawings Paint taxes and the debt you’re seeding Through empty pockets warm and seething Your canvas floats Michigan avenue Your brother floats cashiers checks Forged again and quarreled again You laid down in your bedroom I felt the love in every single curl Every single tear and every furl My left hand’s ring It swept the burden Magnetic fields Dark shades of warmin’ See I’m worn down I’m breaking down The reasons I’ve finally found To live on through my ages To the crisp Hawthorne Morning Sound (Monte Pride © 2016)

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Focusing on honest storytelling and vivid lyricism, “Hawthorne Morning Sound” blends swelling cello, shimmering electric guitar, wistful piano riffs, and mellow acoustics with delicate, stirring vocals to bring songs of love, loss, and longing to life.

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released November 18, 2016

All songs by Monte Pride © 2016

Performed by:

Monte Pride: Acoustic guitar (1,7,8,9,10,11), classical guitar (2,4,5), electric guitar (3,6,8,11,12),
lap steel guitar (2), bass (1,3,6,7,8), banjo (8), backing vocals (1,3,6,8).
Elan Dantus: Piano (5,12), backing vocals (3,6,11).
Benjy Joung: Cello (1,3,5,10).

All songs mixed, produced, and engineered by Elan Dantus.
Recorded at Elan Studios and Big Sky Recording
Mastering by Geoff Michael at Big Sky Recording

Cover Artwork by Zane Kemper
Design by Zoe Pride
Photography by Monte Pride

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Monte Pride Lansing, Michigan

Monte Pride is a Michigan-born, Michigan-based singer-songwriter & fingerstyle guitarist whose songs recall the delicate vocals of Simon & Garfunkel, with guitar-work reminiscent of The Tallest Man on Earth and Nick Drake. He blends haunting melodies with vivid lyricism, bringing stories of love, loss, and longing to life in a complex array of healing, soul stirring song. ... more

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