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In The Magic Light

by Jeremy Aaron

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John Pais New to Jeremy, 1st heard on WYSO last week. Love his poetic sensitivity, historical perspective and activism. A very talented musician. Favorite track: On A Sinking Ship (3 Refugees).
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1.
Waking up Monday morning sky I’m weak in the knees The world aint gonna give me a rest Can’t moan, can’t weep, can’t cry For the promise land of my soul The wasteland of my heart The bridge I crossed so far away I touched the sun set One love to take me to the moonlight And ride the light One love to give me one last romance One last night, Ahhh I lived so long I shed my skin A dried up snake The sideways rain against my face I could never escape My soul is in my hand My heart’s barely alive The bridge I crossed so far away Oh lord when will the sun rise? One love to take me to the moonlight And ride the light One love to give me one last romance One last night, Ahhh He is the riverside, he knows no one (x2) One love to take me to the moonlight And ride the light One love to give me one last romance One last night, Ahhh
2.
Scabs scratched away and polished with a cashmere cloth Nervous fingers cutting strings like scissors in the barber shop Chords are hot as a stove top In the magic light There’s an angel glow on the emerald toes of the front row A theater drowned in liquor chattering in the open door I stumble across the stage floor Into the magic light And the glimmer in your eyes, eyes, eyes The glare of the spotlight The glimmer in your eyes, eyes, eyes Shining through the days When we were young Singing like a ghost of love Rolling in the mountain of mud Let the great wall flood flood flood In the magic light And the glimmer in your eyes, eyes, eyes The glare of the spotlight And the glimmer in your eyes, eyes, eyes Shining through the days When we were young Singing like a ghost of love Rolling in the mountain of mud Let the great wall flood flood flood In the magic light
3.
Honey 03:36
Taxi Taxi take me to her lips, Honey Traffic Jams and firing eclipses, Honey I played a song for thee, but moving quick with little care You forgot your record player Best you save a box of pictures, Honey Pick the ones you’re supposed to cherish, Honey If this house ever burns, Will you remember you were once young? Are you missing the chances, faked into loving Do you ever ask why you’re living or dying Are you riding the tracks or the train? Are you choosing to fly, choosing the bargains Faced with decisions of dying and living Are you riding the tracks or the train? Are you riding the tracks or the train? Ahhhhh Honey Ahhhhh Honey Mmmmm You are one hundred days and nights, Honey Fly with me to the city lights, Honey A living’s just a way to make money When we die let’s make it sunny, honey Are you missing the chances, faked into loving Do you ever ask why you’re living or dying Are you riding the tracks or the train? Are you choosing to fly, choosing the bargains, Faced with decisions of dying and living Are you riding the tracks or the train? Are you riding the tracks or the train? Honey Honey
4.
Bitter Sun 03:36
I tremble when I'm scared and I'm terrified To think I'll never see the future home I've been dreaming The rumbling of the cars surfing down the road Geese are flying, mountains climbing, through cities and valleys Bitter bitter bitter sun Brighten up the highway signs Better better better sing Unfold the country road and find my way home Wind me up wind me up Like a wind up toy Walking like a little boy Turn the wheel and make me feel Like I have a choice I'll stay here for the night happy and afraid Cause knives and guns can turn you on hit you till you're dying The city lights aint far, but there's a forest round this road And you never know, when you turn if it's a forest or a city where you're going Bitter bitter bitter sun Brighten up the the highway signs Better better better sing Unfold the country road And find my way home Wind me up wind me up Like a wind up toy Walking like a little boy Turn the wheel and make me feel Like I have a choice Bitter sun, better sing Wind me up, walking like a little boy
5.
Frozen 03:29
When I was 13 I’d go downtown, buy a book to read Sit by the river throwing rocks, read a magazine Bought me a cellphone and the internet And ever since then I haven’t got wet Cause the river is dead The coast is frozen where I used to sit by the ocean The coast is frozen where I used to sit by Bridge: Frozen, it’s all but flies and fleas The thunder and rain came today washed the buildings away Till there was nothing in the sky, and my ipod turned to clay But nothing rained on me Cause there’s nothing living in me I’m a stray disease I’m all seven seas The coast is frozen where I used to sit by the ocean The coast is frozen where I used to sit by So I’m just going to breath, breath in the time Till the rain, the rain falls on me (x5)
6.
California 04:02
I'm stumbling in the breeze, the vinyard's gone rotten it smells like the sea I look at the sea red dust and weeds And the flood nowhere to be seen ohhh Ohhh and the clouds made of dust and sand Out in the dry land of California Sky's blue again sun is red, the mountains look like heaven I am thirsty for a drop or drip A river where I can swim ohh Ohhh and the clouds made of dust and sand Out in the dry land of California I'm walking and I see rainbows in the street I must be crazy Did it rain today? I must be dreaming The ground is drying ohhh Ohhh and the clouds made of dust and sand Out in the dry land of California The barman shakes my shoulder sayin’ you better wake up Go rescue your land until the storm comes Until the land is fertile ohhh Ohhh and the clouds made of dust and sand Out in the dry land of California I'm cathartic from the thorns that drain time, my veins juice the vines I grab the air for something to drink I fall on my behind ohhh Ohhh and the clouds made of dust and sand Out in the dry land of California
7.
I don’t see much in crowded streets But dancers practicing their routines It seems like crosswalks are a stage And the cardboard homes their scenery Honking cars ringing phones Rattling coins barking dogs The orchestra of caffeine and rum The light goes green and the dancers walk Well when you lose your cherished home And your pretty baby is on her own And you listen to her cry and beg But you can’t give her nothing but garbage cans Why don’t you remember the days you walked Your earphones in and your iphone on You never even looked or glanced To see them shaking coins and cans Coins and coins and cans I don’t understand The sets made of rags the trees are black The show is funded by the garbage trucks And the dancers they do what they must The spotlight’s always on lady luck It’s just a song stuck in my head The dancers rattling coins on their leg Eating fast food, nothing, whatever you can And sleeping on the concrete bed Well when you lose your cherished home And your pretty baby is on her own You listen to her cry and beg But you can’t give her nothing but garbage cans, garbage cans Why don’t you remember the days you walked Your earphones in and your iphone on You never even looked or glanced To see the shaking coins and cans Coins and coins and cans I don’t understand Coins and cans coins and cans I’d rather be a mighty prince but I’ve a cardboard castle made with crayons Cause all I have are coins and cans
8.
Under the shade of a hundred foot wide Evergreen blanket of leaves Pavarotti echoes the loons riding the summer breeze We are one, if our lips ever touch over the water We are reflected forever, a secret at the bottom of the sea Under the shade of a hundred foot wide Evergreen blanket of leaves I realize the shackles are just a dream Getting older and older For wisdom and fortune and counting everything I see Getting older and older A moment is my reason to be Wider and wider the redwood stretches As I look farther away I see the fossils frozen in my head I see wisdom in the mud It’s drying on the edge of memory I pack up my bags, I raise my hands, and I pray to Pavarotti Give me patience, I’m Jambalaya, overdone, And I don’t what made me feel so heavy Getting older and older For wisdom and fortune and counting everything I see Getting older and older A moment is my reason to be Under the shade of a hundred foot wide Evergreen blanket of leaves I realize we need shackles in order to be free Getting older and older For wisdom and fortune and counting everything I see Getting older and older A moment is my reason to be
9.
On a sinking ship On the Mediterranean sea Waves scrape the sky And their teeth devour My mother, my brother, and me I wrestle with the waves And plead for to spare my family The rain bites down And cracks us in three My mother, my brother, and me I can see the shore I can hear the choir School bells ringing as I dance right through the door (x2) Saved by the crew Of a freighter passing by the wreckage Ghostly hands hanging on a piece of wood A shivering family My mother my brother and me 300 died that day Now when I try to sleep, I see the ghostly faces Left one war for another Three refugees My mother my brother and me I can see the shore I can hear the choir School bells ringing as I dance right through the door (x2) My mother my brother and me (x3)
10.
Batteries dead in the car Stuck in your skin in the dark You walk down the road to the filthy old farm filthy old farm Her ghost appears in the flames Her sparks eat away at your name The question she asks is always the same Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky you are? Her spirit stands in the windowsill Chills your spine as you say farewell The filthy old farm calls your name Do you know how happy you are? Do you know how happy you are? Do you know how happy you are? (x5) A blinding light and you see who you are You see who you really are

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"A major new folk talent has arrived" - Kevin Hugger (mp3hugger Blog)

"This track makes me nostalgic for a childhood I never had’"– Nick Walker (Musolist.com)

Christine Lavin says: "Before listening to Jeremy Aaron’s album, In The Magic Light, all I knew about him was that last summer he had organized an 80th birthday concert tribute to the late Dave Van Ronk. Van Ronk was my guitar teacher and friend – I even worked for him for a couple years, typing up his guitar charts in exchange for lessons – so I was intrigued to listen to a young musician who obviously has deep roots.

I wish Dave were here to listen to Jeremy’s work. I think he’d feel alternately impressed, inspired, and proud that this cat organized his birthday party. Jeremy is exactly the kind of singer/songwriter Dave would have taken under his wing and taught everything he knew -- though clearly Jeremy Aaron already knows a lot. His songs are intelligent, the arrangements subtly inventive, stylistically spanning genres – folk/jazz/theater – demanding and holding your attention at every turn.

The production is impeccable, everything feels exactly right, which is not surprising since Mark Dann has been recording acoustic musicians in the NYC area for decades now, and knows a thing or two about bringing out the best in artists. He is one of the few tech wizards who not only records and mixes but also masters recordings with the highest skill. He plays bass at the highest level, too, as he does here, joining a superb group of side musicians and singers who surround Jeremy’s warm, beguiling voice and perspicuous guitar playing, and lift it just a touch toward heaven.

The first thing you want to do after listening straight through to this album is listen to it again. It reminds me of the first time I heard Goodbye And Hello, Tim Buckley’s second vinyl album. I immediately listened to that one again, too. If you have Tim Buckley and Dave Van Ronk on your shelf, make a little extra room for Jeremy Aaron. And maybe Jeremy Aaron will press vinyl copies of In The Magic Light. That would feel exactly right, too."

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released June 1, 2017

Album Personnel:
Jeremy Aaron-- lead vocal, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, mountain dulcimer, violin
Fima Chupakhin-- keyboard and piano
Anastasia Golenisheva-- cello
Steve Jagoda-- drums and percussion
Kate Copeland-- vocals
Mark Dann-- electric bass

Copyright © 2016 Jeremy Aaron
All songs composed, performed, and produced by Jeremy Aaron.
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Mark Dann
Photo Credit: Ed Verosky
Design: Loraine Machlin

Thank you Kickstarter campaign donors for your generous support.

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