Little one hang in there

There are songs that I come to again and again, that I never tire of, that I turn to when I need to tune up and tune in. Many of these songs were written by my friend Brian Hall, including this one:

Little one hang in there by Isaac Dust

Away from here (Little one hang in there)
[Written by Brian Hall]

You were brought into this world unknowing
as innocent as you ever would be
and I’m fearful of the changes you must go through
’cause soon we all must face reality

Who’s gonna be your father figure
now that daddy’s not around
and who’s gonna hold your lovely mother
who’s gonna pick her up when she gets down

So little one hang in there
for the light is shining brighter on the other side
please know that I care
and if I could I’d take you for a ride
away from here
far away from here

Life does not come with how to instructions
Looks like we’ll have to make out on our own
Sometimes we don’t find out that we are lost
until we’ve traveled a thousand miles from home

So little one hang in there
for the light is shining brighter on the other side
please know that I care
and if I could I’d take you for a ride
away from here
far away from here

Gold watches

Brian Hall @ The Music House, circa 2001
“They gave my father a gold watch, to tell him how much time he had left…”

I’ve always loved that line from Brian Hall‘s It must be cold outside. You’ve heard of Brian Hall right? No? Well that’s a damned shame! Imagine if Bob Dylan was never discovered by the mainstream and he was just some ordinary guy living in a small southern town somewhere, giving away his recordings to friends. Well that’s Brian Hall. Amazing songwriter. Amazing guy. Check out my fan page and prepare to be blown away.

I often wonder what Brian is up to these days. I hear he’s got a day job of some sort, and it’s been a long while since I’ve heard a new recording, and much longer still since I’ve had the great privilege to see him perform. I’m impressed with how productive the guy has been over the years though, keeping the creative juices flowing despite the grind of daily life. Myself, I’m struggling at the moment to keep the mojo flowing. I’m more or less settled in now after the big move to New Mexico, but most of my time is spent doing fruitless job searches, studying algebra in preparation for the GRE, and doing one chore or another. While I still have plenty of time to write and delve into music, I’m just not making it happen. My inner flame is dim and flickering, but I’ve been in this place many, many times, and I know what to do.

In that spirit, I finished setting up my new studio today and played through It must be cold outside as a sound check. I’ll share it below, but first, here’s a little gem about the song from Brian’s website:

I’m surprised I didn’t write this song earlier. Bruce Springsteen is really a neat and captivating story song writer and I was thinking of him a bit as I wrote this. I remember really looking at the sky and skyline of Altavista my last day at Klopman Mills. My mother and father worked at Klopman before me. I was crossing the bridge going home. It was almost a violet morning sky just minutes after 7 am. The most vivid colors coming with the Lane Company in the foreground, where my grandfather had put in around 45 years. It was a heavy and moving experience but I wanted it to be. I wanted to get all I could out of it because the reason I was leaving the factory was for music, my favorite thing then and my favorite thing now. This song happened very quickly and I took out a few detailed lines that meant a lot to me but I felt the song flowed better without them. I almost called this song Nightshift.

It must be cold outside by Isaac Dust

Music Spotlight: Brian Hall – Carnival tricks in the flatland darkness

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Last month, my good buddy Brian Hall quietly released yet another gem of a record, Carnival tricks in the flatland darkness. We call him a “laser beam of soul,” and if you go to Outside Records and order a copy of the record, you’ll understand why.

Brian creates these wonderful portraits of life in small-town America, and he does it with such a big heart, such authenticity and depth of feeling—it’s just wonderful, soulful music and I’m really grateful Brian continues to share his gift with all of us. Here’s one of my favorite tracks. Enjoy, and then go buy the record!

3:30 Whistle (July 14, 15 and 16, 1999)

Burning out
burning out
burning out
where are they now

Voices inside my head voices on the radio
say the same old things on the same old streets
nowhere to go
got a different car but baby babe we’re in the same old town
it can make you proud when the big parade comes
and buddy it can bring you down

Burning out
burning out
burning out
where are they now

Half awake streets and churches marking every block
get the local news and the high school blues at the Main Street barber shop
they say going twenty five will keep you safe and alive
but all the pretty girls they don’t slow down
so check out those tail lights

Burning out (3:30 whistle blows)
burning out (3:30 cries)
burning out (3:30 whistle knows)
where are they now (baby we’ll be here for life)

Your childhood dreams were getting sold
packed em on a truck and they sent em all

Burning out (3:30 whistle blows)
burning out (3:30 cries)
burning out (3:30 whistle knows)
where are they now (we’ve got a wonderful life)

All songs and photographs Copyright © Brian Hall.