GIANT SAND

Heaventually
Texting Feist
3. Hurtin Habit
4. Transponder
5. Song So Wrong
6. Every Now And Then
7. Man On A String
8. Home Sweat Home
9. Eye Opening
10. Pen To Paper
11. Bitter Suite
12. House In Order
13. Gypsy Candle
14. Done
15. Forever And Always
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Produced by Howe Gelb

Transponder produced by
Jason Lytle & Howe
All songs written by
Howe Gelb except Forever And Always
(Talula Gelb & Howe Gelb)
All songs 2015 Scatter Land My Little
Darlin (BMI) except Man On A String
2002 Amazing Black Sand Music (BMI)

All songs mixed by John Parish

With assistance by Alister Chant
at Toybox Studios in Bristol, UK
Mastered by Roger Seibel at
SAE Mastering in Phoenix, AZ
Art direction by
Howe Gelb & Tom Bejgrowicz
Design and layout by
Tom Bejgrowicz for Man Alive Creative
Hand lettering by Howe
Cover photograph by
Matias Corral taken in
Luzern, Switzerland
Inside photos by
Marianne Visser taken live in
the Netherlands
Illustration by
El Ciento drawn in
Cordoba, Spain (elciento.com)

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Gabriel, Brian
Jon, Peter, Thger
Howe, Anders, Iris
Rosa, Asger, Maggie
Nikolaj and Lonna

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1. Heaventually
Are you frantic? Or romantic? All ya gotta do is cross the Atlantic
Are you drastic? Is it all fantastic? When time itself is becoming elastic
All in heaven All is well All in again Near as I can tell
It takes what it takes A lot of mistakes And it breaks when it breaks
Unparalleled Unequivocal Its the same old story Either in victory or its defeating
The heart continues to suffer Its own beating

Of being in a band, theres a rare magnificence in such camaraderie thats provided a

splendor in these operations. A severe joy to be making this thing we eventually call a music
with all those that have peopled this posse along the way. Herein lies a soundtrack attached to
said clustering where the workload provides the grand excuse for vital visitation. And no matter how
subliminally encoded, its also a time for us here scouting up ahead to report back to those in earshot,
those whove not yet had the spoink of running into these eventualities, be it celebrational or
confrontational. All those included here through the decades have made the journey worthwhile and
something to cherish during this life lived between a kiss goodbye and the welcome home hug.
None of it is easy except for the momentary spark within the eternal song.

Bills are owed You carry the workload

The path youre on is your own chosen road Its divine
On the high lonesome line You be taking your own time
As in heaven All is well All in again Near as I can tell Heaventually
The dark dispels All in heaven All is well Were gonna meet again
Heaventually All in heaven All in again All is well

And so after 30 years of attempting this thing, I thank you for your
consideration, your allowance ... and maybe more than that, your patience.
From my heart to yours, thank you ... its been a severe pleasure.

2. Texting

About this album and why it's too long:

Feist

Les Are you there? The days are a mess And the nights dont care
Its getting outrageous But I dont think its contagious
All so perplexing Glad ya dont mind me texting

There are 3 volumes of 15 songs here representing living 2 lives for 30 years. Dont do the math.
It doesnt figure. The 1st volume is a loud and lucky abandon, as if theres no choice. The 2nd volume
is more heady, steady and direct, what they call Americana these days. The 3rd volume is
the heart in constant turmoil from the effect of crossing the pond way too often, the
blessed curse of the indie transponder. Great job. Horrible commute.

Calling from the future Such an open wound

A song can be a suture Band aid; a tune

I cant recommend it, nor do I ever regret it. Its been one life split into two.
Ive tried to be a scientist about it along the way ...
but ended up becoming the experiment instead. X o w e

When love is angry And love turns deadly And the days become
A Leonard Cohen medley Steady on Steady on
Les Hello Did you get to go
Down to Mexico? Well, silence is the hardest part
When youre suffering Tinnitus of the heart Love is angry
Loves turned deadly Steady on Steady on And the days become
A Leonard Cohen medley Steady on Steady on
Leslie ... Can you still read me?

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3. Hurtin

Habit

I hurt myself Its what I do If youre so concerned

Could do the same for you And hand you a hurt
A hurt so true Hurting myself is all I do

5. Song

I hurt myself Its how I am I cant pretend To be any other man

You can hand Me a disparaging glance I give you back Circumstance

So Wrong

Theres something wrong with me To ever have caused such a thing

Or any unintended suffering Theres something wrong with me

I hurt myself Baby its how I roll Jumping from a rocky cliff
Ending up with a bloody toe I know you know I know I know
Hurting myself is how it goes

And theres something wrong with this therapist Breaking it down to a minimalist
Then reassembling with a puzzle piece missed Theres something wrong with this therapist

I hurt myself Just loving you And all you do Is all you do
Whittling my Little heart in two I hurt myself

Theres something wrong with this night Delivering a suffering delight

Blanketing the sun and obliging the blight Theres something wrong with this night

4. Transponder

And theres something wrong with a love When it rids all else with such a shove
Forming a line for others to get their share of Theres something wrong with this love

Cry to cry You feel to feel

And you die to die Dying to live again

And theres something wrong with this eye Captures only the unnerving
Its vision impaired by self preserving Theres something wrong within this dream
Reveals the childhood damaging Disguised in absolutely everything

You finally afford a car And maybe a place to live

But youre lonely as you are No matter who youre with

Theres something wrong with this earth An allergic allowance of any self-worth
Between the resting still and the wrestle of birth Somethings wrong with this earth

Way up high Beyonder Inside the cloud youre trying

For crying out louder Youre ping ponging
Across the pond Youre transponder

Something so wrong in this song Its way too short and still way too long
It celebrates everything thats good and gone Theres something terribly wrong with this song

Now you cry just to cry And feel just to feel

And you die to die Dying to live again

Theres ability In disability A plan Unplanned

Sipping from the fountain of possibility And seeping through a thirsty hand

I am transponder

Theres something wrong with you And just about everything you do
To ever have loved me true Theres something wrong with you

Aw, its meticulous Severely particular

It grabs you by the nexus And it wont let go for
Anything less than Game changer
Anything thats not more danger To wake you up
Shake you up Then it tends to take you up

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6. Every

Now And Then

Every now and then A fellow comes along With pure intent
Imbedded in song Lets the light on in And the light gets strong
Every now and then A fellow comes along
He could be preaching the gospel Or just pitching a tent
Doing the impossible And ending up spent

8. Home

Every now and then A fellow comes along

I need me 2 full days To have 1 clear thought

Wishing for something medicinal or even store bought I finally hang on to one idea
And then the kids come in with their squabbling Till I moan
Dont get me wrong now, I love it Im home

The mountain is high And the road is long The rivers are wide
When you cant go on But you got to get it up Youve got to be strong
Every now and then At night a light comes on

This old hat Im wearing Well, its worn right through Lets a little sun in
A whole lot of rain too Down from the crown to the brim the sweat
Has changed the color a whole half tone I ought to just hang it up And at least Id be home

He could be preaching the gospel Or pitching a tent

Leaning toward new love And ending up bent
Every now and then A fellow comes along

7. Man

Sweat Home

Heading off to the airport Another tour impending

Nothing much new to report Just the old unending Get that terminal feeling
And they upgrade me to seat 2 B For too many miles flown But 2 B or not 2 B, aint home
Jet lag sound check All out of sync My watch cant be correct Man, I cant think
Ive been shoved into a future While my past is living In a whole nother time zone
Ive been gifted with a present Thats so far from home

On A String

Nothing but a cold floor Under my feet Outside the rain turns to sleet
Nothing but a ghost knocking on my door All because you dont send me love Anymore
Send me no more love It would only stand to make me sick
Send me love no more Id only get back in what I got out way too quick

When Im finally done with work And Im headed back

I get stuck like some poor jerk Right in my track The storm has failed connection here
In Paris, or is it Dallas ... or maybe its Rome

I knew a man who would like to talk a good game

Words sweet as syrup pour out of him like rain One fateless night, fooling around downtown
When that girl came in you cold hear the sap hit the ground

All I know is Im nowhere I just want to get on back there It should come as no surprise
They dont even realize They are all getting on with their lives All my children and ex-wives
It seems here in my dreams Deep in my sleep Will have to be home Sweat home
... the green, green grass of home The grass is always greener At home

Now I know a girl with a man on a string

She loves to see how much he can take With a come on and a little heartache
She swore she didnt need any more Than all she could take
Nothing but a cold floor under my feet Outside the wind blows bitterly
Nothing but a ghost knocking on my door All because you dont send me love Anymore
Now I know a man with a girl on a string
He likes to see how much she can take With a come on and a little heartbreak
She swore she didnt need any more Than all she could take

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9. The

12. House

Eye Opening

Is your brother early with his own demise? And your late sister wakes you with her smiling eyes
And your mothers home is no longer hers Though your daddys gone, his curse is all yours

Damndest thing Eye opening Better take notes now Like a scientist
She meant everything We were young as spring Made love like alchemists
My wife My life My everything

And your lovers upset by the attention he still dont get

With one boot under the bed and another planted firmly on the border

Lifes a storm Keeping each other warm Whatever threatens the way
Game-changer No matter the danger Babies come just to save the day

The universe suggests it could be worse at best But you better get your house in order

Children grow And all they need to know Is right at hand here
Reconfigure To persevere And fate is just the commander

The day dawns on the back of your neck With the sweat of another train wreck
It dawns on you and suspects ... It entertains and enlightens and then rejects

You be holding on When the best years are gone

Building up quite a resistance To whatevers gone It only makes you strong
On a whole new plane of Existence

10. Pen

In Order

And later in the day The children come in with their wordplay
But what can anyone say According to the recorder
The universe suggests it could be worse at best
But youd better get your house in order

To Paper

Pen to paper Ream upon ream Endless wording

Delivered by slipstream While the heart is hurting And only take part
On the flowing pen spurting Brutally, but beautifully You write what cant be said

13. Gypsy

Candle

Back when you were young From the tip of your tongue
Down to your texting thumb Until the next word failed to come

Fame is fleeting Though at times its hard to tell It bears repeating

What the way is paved with to hell And the heart suffers its own beating
Just as well As if it could be helped

Pen to paper Lets take a look When the caper

Is put into book A rhyme to reenact The heart put to ink
As a matter of fact Too much time to think

The flame is needing Your spark to burn bright

And no gypsy candle can dispel the dark more right
Extreme needing all through the night As if it could be helped
But youre hanging on Were hanging on

11. Bitter

Suite

The flame is needing your spark to burn well No gypsy candle can ever dispel
The heart suffers its beating just as well As if it could be helped

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VOLUME 1
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14. Done
When this day is done When this day is done

Recorded primarily in Calitri, Italy by Takedo Gohara with Mobilis at Mobili

Grant-Lee Phillips recorded himself in Nashville, TN
Thger T. Lund recorded himself at home in Tucson, AZ
John Parish recorded himself at home in Bristol, UK

Me and the flop of a dog Go on a run

Taking the taint of the staining setting sun Skip a stone
The rivers dry as a bone Heading home Feeling undone
When this day is done When this day is done

15. Forever

Heaventually

Howe sings, plays guitar

Grant-Lee Phillips backing vocals, slide guitar
Vinicio Capossela recites
Thger T. Lund bass, rearrangement of dubs
John Parish drum kit

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Texting Feist

Howe sings, right guitar

Gabriel Sullivan left guitar
Thger T. Lund bass
Winston Watson drums
Brian Lopez backing vocals

And Always

Lets do this forever Forever and always

But its already noon Guess I feel like sweeping
Out all my cobwebs I can lend you my broom
The way you come to assist And my storm gets sun-kissed
Thats just what I do Forever and always
Forever and always

Recorded primarily in Tucson, AZ at the Chicha Dust Studio by Gabriel Sullivan

Lead vocal recorded at WaveLab Studio in Tucson, AZ by Chris Schultz

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Hurtin Habit

Howe sings, lead guitar

Lovely Quinces sings
Steve Shelley drums

All songs written by Howe Gelb except

Forever And Always
(Talula Gelb & Howe Gelb )

Sacri Cuori plays:

Antonio Gramentieri rhythm guitar
Francesco Giampaoli bass
Diego Sapignoli percussion

All songs 2015 Scatter Land My Little Darlin (BMI) except

Man On A String 2002 Amazing Black Sand Music (BMI)

Recorded in Lido de Dante, Italy at Al Mare studio by Francesco Checco Giampaoli

Lovely Quinces was recorded in Zadar, Croatia by Ivica Plazonic

4. Transponder
Howe vocal effects & its side effects
Jason Lytle keyboards, guitar, drums & backing vocals
Paula Jean Brown bass
John Parish cymbal splash
Recorded in Portland, OR at Jason Lytles studio by hisself

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VOLUME 2
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Song So Wrong

Howe sings, left guitar

Gabriel Sullivan right guitar
Maggie Bjrklund pedal steel
Nikolaj Heyman bass
Peter Dombernowsky drums

Howe sings, guitar

Maggie Bjrklund pedal steel
Thger T. Lund & Gabriel Sullivan bass
Gabriel Sullivan drums
Chris Schultz keyboard thing

Recorded in Berlin, Germany at LowSwing Studio by Guy Sternberg

Vocals done at WaveLab by Chris Schultz.
Backing vocals done in Bristol, UK at Toybox Studios by Ali Chant

Recorded in Berlin, Germany at LowSwing Studio by Guy Sternberg

Extra recording done in Tucson, AZ at WaveLab by Chris Schultz

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Every Now And Then

VOLUME 3

Howe sings, hardly guitar & barely piano

Brian Lopez & Gabriel Sullivan Spanish guitars
Jon Villa trumpet
Nikolaj Heyman Wurlitzer piano & organ
Anders Pedersen electric guitar
Maggie Bjrklund pedal steel
Thger T. Lund bass
Peter Dombernowsky drums
Dr. Iris Jacobsen viola
Asger Christensen violin
Voices of Praise gospel choir

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Eye Opening

Howe sings, guitar

Dr. Iris Jacobsen viola
Asger Christensen violin
Recorded in Tucson, Arizona at WaveLab Studio by Chris Schultz
Strings recorded on Crete, Greece by Asger Christensen

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Pen To Paper

Howe sings, pianos

Lonna Beth Kelley sings
Thger T. Lund bass
Gabriel Sullivan drums
Dr. Iris Jacobsen viola
Asger Christensen violin

Recorded in Brussels, Belgium at ICP studios by Oswaldo Terrones

Strings recorded on Crete, Greece by Asger Christensen
Gospel choir recorded in Ottawa, Canada at Little Bull Horn Studios by Dave Draves

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Home Sweat Home

Man On A String

Howe sings, coupla guitars

Ilse Delange sings
JB Meijers Dobro
Gabriel Sullivan drums & guitar
Thger T. Lund bass
Dr. Iris Jacobsen viola
Asger Christensen violin

Recorded in Tucson, Arizona at WaveLab Studio by Chris Schultz

Lonna was recorded in Phoenix, AZ at 513 Analog Recording Studios by Catherine Vericolli
Strings recorded on Crete, Greece by Asger Christensen

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Bitter Suite
Howe piano

Recorded in Tucson, Arizona at WaveLab Studio by Chris Schultz

The Common Linnets (Ilse & JB) recorded in Amsterdam, Netherlands by JB Meijers
String section recorded on Crete, Greece by themselves on holiday.

Recorded live and mixed in Portland, OR by Stephan Bayley at Way Out West Studio

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House In Order

Howe sings, guitar, tremolo Rhodes

Thger T. Lund bass
Gabriel Sullivan drums
Jason Lytle ending synth
Dr. Iris Jacobsen viola
Asger Christensen violin

Vinicio Capossela appears courtesy of La Cupa Records

Ilse DeLange appears courtesy of Firefly Music BV/Universal Music BV, The Netherlands
Maggie Bjrklund appears courtesy of Bloodshot Records
Lovely Quinces appears courtesy of LAA
Steve Shelley, Jason Lytle and Grant-Lee Phillips appear courtesy of their own damn selves

Recorded at WaveLab studio in Tucson, AZ by Chris Schultz

Strings recorded on Crete, Greece by Asger Christensen

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Gypsy Candle

Management: hasnt happened yet maybe one day

Howe sings, piano

Lonna Beth Kelley sings
Jason Lytle machine string section & intentional distortion
Thger T. Lund bass
Gabriel Sullivan drums

Booking agents:
USA = David Strunk davidstrunk@theagencygroup.com
UK & Europe = Paul McGivern paul@getyouractstogether.net
G.A.S. = Chris Burr chris@hotellounge.de

Recorded in Tucson, Arizona at WaveLab Studio by Chris Schultz

Jason Lytle recorded himself in Portland, OR
Lonna was recorded in Phoenix, AZ at 513 Analog Recording Studio by Catherine Vericolli

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Thank Tank:

Sir John Parish & Family, Ali Never Say Cant Chant, Chris Buzz Schultz & Craig Crackles Schumacher,
Miguel A Sound Man Rodriguez, Oswaldo Hoss Terrones,JB JB Meijers, Dan Nonickname Coleman,
Joan Peter Sellers Vich, Fernando Commando Vacas, Peter Scorcese Triest, Antonio Choke The Priest Gramentieri,
Nicola Nix Freegard and to the entire wondrous posse at New Newest West Records.

Done

Howe piano, sings

Brian Lopez & Gabriel Sullivan Spanish guitars
Jon Villa trumpet
Nikolaj Heyman organ
Anders Pedersen electric guitar
Maggie Bjrklund pedal steel
Thger T. Lund bass
Peter Dombernowsky drums
Dr. Iris Jacobsen viola
Asger Christensen violin
Voices of Praise gospel choir

Giant thanx to Gary Briggs for the brotherhood and this album.
An exceptional debt of thanks and gratitude to engineer and home grown host, George Graham, of NPR affiliate station
WVIA (Pittston, PA) who offered available recording time back in the 70s gratis to any would-be songster, such as myself, providing
this eventual path to find our way through this existence and a sonic ticket to venture the world.Thank you George.
Biggest thanklets to Sofie, Patsy, Luka and Talula for putting up with
this impossible path and the love no matter what spoinks.

Recorded in Brussels, Belgium at ICP studios by Oswaldo Terrones

Strings recorded on Crete, Greece by Asger Christensen
Gospel choir recorded in Ottawa, Canada at Little Bull Horn Studios by Dave Draves

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Forever And Always

Howe sings, guitar
Talula Gelb sings, guitar

Recorded at home on the phone

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