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of the waves

by hobson's choice

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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) I'm tempted to call this music "Neo-Canterbury", because Felicity Williams' superb vocal la-la-lines remind me quite a bit of "The Northettes", and the complex, break-neck, sometimes "jazzy" arrangements are not that far away from what Dave Stewart and Phil Miller wrote back in the 70's for "Hatfield and the North". On the other hand, some songs are nicely reminiscent of Canadian singer-songwriter legend Joni Mitchell. Felicity Williams' clear voice is amazing, as is the surrounding orchestration. Favorite track: tessellations.
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of the waves 02:52
anger waxes, anger wanes it’s just an ocean just the same as id and ego where do we go when the wolves are out pirates come and thieves they go they ravish us, they steal our cargo the ship sails on or it goes down at the mercy of the waves of the waves
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sechelt 03:41
waves swell up and then they crash back down one upon the next there gathers a sound that i now hear as well deep down under the oh so blue i can hear your heart beat as i’m calling to you with my soul laid bare through blue memories of the years they’ve passed and gone and i’m calling on out to you upon a rock i look and see you there in the middle of the surf with your soul laid bare for me to know as well the form you figured with each vocal line sculpted and burnished, transcended time and now i call to you
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shapeshifter 04:36
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one prayer 03:29
everyday at sunrise i open my eyes i think about the glory and the wondering why high above i see beyond the city trees i walk amongst the traffic and all the me and you’s are the marking up their minds with their lists of what to do the clouds inside my mind will clear up over time are you with me whisper dearly all my love and hope inside of one prayer are you near me can you you hear me all my love and hope inside of one prayer i peek around the corner though i have nothing to hide in this world of mystery where i seem to reside
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walrus 03:02
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two second delay between having the impulse and getting your way why should the light have to wait to displace the darkness why should the light have to wait from the tip of our fingers the flip of our switches that is our way not just our way but our right to escape the black night don’t try to see through the distances that’s not for human beings keep moving but not the way that fear makes you move let the beauty you love be what you do there are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground
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falling down 03:16
there’s no end in sight when you’re falling from great heights but the answer’s not profound, you’ll never hit the ground so it’s a good problem to have the day will not look down on the buildings that surround but with fears that scrape the sky, that hope can not disguise and the moon reveals at night outside my easy place i’m lost at every turn the edge not far away, afraid that you won’t wake a strange familiar place gone without a trace and up on center stage surroundings are replaced just like the channel has been changed falling, falling down
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water 03:51
where’d the water go? we don’t ask that anymore where are all the shrimping boats? add them to the cost of oil it doesn’t ebb it flows this is intolerable and when the laws don’t hold anyone accountable all i want to know is what we have to show we’re still cleaning up from twenty years ago where’d the water go? we don’t ask that anymore what’s that limping black bird called? she’s just bathing in our oil it doesn’t ebb it flows this is intolerable i’d like to get a hold of who’s responsible is this the cost of oil?
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i tucked my love for you away behind your ear as if it was your hair as if i’d ever been that close to touching your body if i had, i’d have whispered in your ear words that i thought you’d like to hear as i’ve not been wrong in thinking that you loved me and my heart beats and my heart breaks for these contingencies my heart asks, my heart aches for what could’ve should’ve would’ve been if we’d been in love i let my hope for love diffuse into the atmosphere as if it was your voice as if i ever had the choice to listen forever if i had as if you’d have spoken to me the things that you say in my dreams as the thoughts were clear and only the language was broken i let the thought of you just find its way out of the light and into the darkness as if my mind could go on burning without you if it could as if any flame would consume any thoughts left not of you as if every spark were not in the shadow of your fire
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restored 04:34
awake till dawn with tired eyes an eastern shore awaits sunrise a deep blue sea so far and wide our life’s a wave, a makeshift tide our tide will pass and reach the shore the sea we know will be restored
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in one hundred years there’ll be nothing left of you and me we will be the earth beneath somebody’s feet we’ll be the air everybody breathes maybe we’ll be free as surely as your body get it’s substance from the land i’ll let go of your hand forever and be glad so long as there is food for our children and the children of our children in one hundred years there’ll be nothing left of my mind to hold the memory of your beauty the knowledge of the sound of your voice maybe there’ll be soul as surely as your music is a reflection of birds song there will be nothing wrong with our being gone oh just so long as there are birds in one hundred years light will still find it’s way to the forest floor here and there still marveled where we’ve walked before lovely though we’ll be no more maybe we’ll be home surely as our loving ebbs and flows like the blue sea there’ll be no tragedy in our passing so long as there is water for everyone to drink as long as there are birds
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Of the waves was recorded over the course of a week at a family cottage near Napanee, ON. It is a compelling document, with sound-worlds ranging from midnight deep-woods marimba ballads to sunny cicada-sung anthems.

Paying homage to artists like Joni Mitchell and Bruce Cockburn, hobson’s choice has built upon this Canadian songwriter foundation and extended it through their unique instrumentation and fresh approach to song form.

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released June 30, 2012

voice and organ bass / / felicity williams
trumpet, accordion, and voice / / rebecca hennessy
vibraphone, marimba, wurlitzer, and organ bass / / michael davidson
voice, banjo, acoustic and electric guitars / / harley card
bass / / michael herring
drums / / dan gaucher
producer / / hobson's choice and jean martin
engineers / / andrew collins and jean martin
artwork / / jean martin and hobson's choice

socan 2012.

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Hobson's choice is a Toronto-based chamber jazz quartet.

Blending the improvisation in jazz with an unconventional instrumentation and approach to songwriting, it stands on its own.

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