Tift with Eric Heywood on pedal steel and guitar
Eric has a great sound, very fluid and overdriven with rich harmonics.
...and Tift was wonderful, again.
Traveling Alone is a great album, too, with some beautiful melodies. Lyrically strong, touching, and introspective.
"The quiet settling of the night, It always comes to this, You answer to yourself in the dark, That's where everyone lives." From Drifted Apart
"I skipped a stone and watched it go, The arc and then the undertow, Thinking a day is something like a prayer. So much to ask, you start it soft, Then the weighted locks come off, In the end, you just hope that someone's there." From Small Talk Relations
"I'm just looking for that sweet spot, Where I can love the way I want." From Sweet Spot
"An offering here in my winter coat, Touch my face and point me home. The ropes of time tangle the threads of hope, Where I throw my birds, dare I watch them go, I think I'll come apart, how deep they leave their mark.....
And here in my winter coat, How you pretend there's something that you don't know, In the stillness down where a blackbird sings, Its song of nothing and everything. The counting stops and starts. How deep it leaves its mark." From Marks
From Traveling Companion.
"Is this the only way it happens
The stormy noise of all our passions
Finally lays its burden down
Makes its peace somehow
With the quiet virtues of the everyday.
No matter how I play it
One thing stays the same
Time will cover over
my meaning and my pain
With just a country cemetery grave." From Country Cemetery
"So hot out here
Nobody's out
I'm throwin' leaves
At cars that pass
A vacant lot
A thunderstorm
Somebody callin'
Somebody home.
Never did fit in
Always wanted out
Like an empty street
the Southern downtown." From Southern Downtown
Tift with Eric Heywood on pedal steel and guitar
Eric has a great sound, very fluid and overdriven with rich harmonics.
...and Tift was wonderful, again.
Traveling Alone is a great album, too, with some beautiful melodies. Lyrically strong, touching, and introspective.
"The quiet settling of the night, It always comes to this, You answer to yourself in the dark, That's where everyone lives." From Drifted Apart
"I skipped a stone and watched it go, The arc and then the undertow, Thinking a day is something like a prayer. So much to ask, you start it soft, Then the weighted locks come off, In the end, you just hope that someone's there." From Small Talk Relations
"I'm just looking for that sweet spot, Where I can love the way I want." From Sweet Spot
"An offering here in my winter coat, Touch my face and point me home. The ropes of time tangle the threads of hope, Where I throw my birds, dare I watch them go, I think I'll come apart, how deep they leave their mark.....
And here in my winter coat, How you pretend there's something that you don't know, In the stillness down where a blackbird sings, Its song of nothing and everything. The counting stops and starts. How deep it leaves its mark." From Marks
From Traveling Companion.
"Is this the only way it happens
The stormy noise of all our passions
Finally lays its burden down
Makes its peace somehow
With the quiet virtues of the everyday.
No matter how I play it
One thing stays the same
Time will cover over
my meaning and my pain
With just a country cemetery grave." From Country Cemetery
"So hot out here
Nobody's out
I'm throwin' leaves
At cars that pass
A vacant lot
A thunderstorm
Somebody callin'
Somebody home.
Never did fit in
Always wanted out
Like an empty street
the Southern downtown." From Southern Downtown