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by Gabriel Mintz
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- about
- Seattle-based GABRIEL MINTZ has a need to write songs. Lots of them. It’s like blood or breathing. From his West Village days on Bleeker Street to his Greyhound Bus desert individuations, Mintz has written more than a hundred songs that tell of characters and sketched out scenes. Vocals are a gangly call. Dirtied, but on. Closer to the mic, his lower register becomes unashamed of its beauty. He’s roots type Americana-leaning with a warm spatial drone.
Capturing this sublime aridness, Mintz released Volume One this spring. It documents his first full-length foray and it’s an adventurous one. The expansive beauty of tracks like “Western Days,’ “Atom Bomb” and “Firefly” amble along the mental throughway like brush across a barren Texas highway.
These contemplative capsules were destined to accompany the open plains as seen from an auto on cruise control or the dew-tinted window of a passing train. The moods that reverberate on Volume One are many; from the gritty thump of “Safeway” to the 60’s pop harmonies of “Sofa Bed” where Mintz sounds like a cross between Roger McGuinn and Neil Diamond to the majestic “Desert Sky” whose stream-of-consciousness vocal sounds like a channeling of Jim Morrison from his epic ode “The End”.
Anchoring Gabriel’s visceral ruminations are Trent Moorman (Head Like A Kite) on drums and producer Geoff Stanfield (Sun Kil Moon) on bass who both recently joined him for a four-song live session at Seattle’s world-famous KEXP studios. The radio station's Morning Show host/producer John Richards quipped "This new Gabriel Mintz is pretty stunning stuff, emotional & beautiful music." - credits
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released 30 March 2010
Written by Gabriel Mintz
Produced by Geoff Stanfield
Gabriel Mintz (Vocals, Guitar)
Trent Moorman (Drums, Vocals, Percussion)
Geoff Stanfield (Bass, Organ) - tags
- tags: alternative county alternative rock americana americana roots rock rock roots americana Seattle
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- Track Name: Western Days
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you heard our song
up and gone, called upon
blue sky is wasted
we were wrong
we were wrong all along
you're not afriad
western days
western days
western days
you made it right on time - Track Name: Sofa Bed
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you showed up with your old boyfriend
and we put you punks on a sofa bed
you always told me what he said
that if we stayed we'd have wound up dead
everything that you've ever known
I could hardly wait to go
and set out on the open road
I ain't going out alone
shake shake shake a'shake that thing
ain't it some wild shit you're seeing
a twist of fate two human beings
after love and the american dream
pretty baby so sweet and bright
won't you join me on an overnight
underneath the pale moonlight
first star I see tonight - Track Name: Desert Sky
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do you like the sound of the sound at night
do you like the sound of the sound
any earth in my hand crumbles to dust
dead dried up planet, a stop sign
out land, swim and breathe the still calm
we roll on through high high desert skies
you and me, death and beauty
the cliffs shift white rocks and shades of baige
out on the edge of the earth again
a hundred years of rubble crumble down
read my maps, my mind
oh, to know what's inside now
high high desert sky
you and me, death and beauty
that's some death wish church boy
do you chase that dragon into walls
sick head, double edged, she said
baby baby break me open
watch for signs, share what's mine now
high high, desert sky
you and me, death and beauty
do you like the sound of the sound at night
do you like the sound of the sound - Track Name: Spinning
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better watch out
the ground you stand on is turning
turning on us
when did this old rock twist and begin living
get a move on living
you can thank your lucky stars you're alone now
and they can't hurt you, but it just ain't living
let us spin, lets spin, lets spin, living - Track Name: Firefly
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glowing like an emerald ember
she disappears in the eving sky
racing fast with a falling sun
you and your hand full of fireflies
on, onward through the heartless sky - climb
skyward you fly, goddess
it's a fatal fall, and a steepening climb
beneath the wind and the beating wings
you and your hand full of fireflies
on, onward through the heartless sky - climb
fighting with the burning cold
her wings are battered, her ascent is slowed
with a glimpse of what she came to see
she's tumbling and earthbound
on, the ground is such a shallow grave
you and your hand full of fireflies - Track Name: Safeway
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we can do it in the safeway
safer than the park bench
sick punk kid's gonna know
gonna know, yeah
she's on fire
and I'm running recon
you know I'm dying to get back home
and I won't cry when it takes too long
I'm so sick and I need you back
I got a feeling you know it'll be alright
right here right now
we're safe as we'll ever be
be on the lookout for suspicious behavior
stuck on sick up and down broadway
deep deep pockets on a roll
on a roll, yeah
well the sun's all shiny bright
gritty sidewalks take me back
I've got a feeling you know it'll be alright - Track Name: Miles High
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I've been on this long goodbye
this trip of mine for quite some time
hanging on each subtlety
the smell of the breeze, the changing leaves
you don't know half the things that I hold dear
or what I'd trade to be with you tonight
with roots like radio waves accross the sky
miles high, one another in mind
there I go a gambling man
there I stand to play my hand
oceans wide and skies above
look after the one I love
I may not have told you all I'm running from
or what I'd trade to be with you tonight
with roots like radio waves accross the sky
miles high, one another in mind
something of a bitter past
something of that greener grass
all things tried and true
nothing but my love for you
if only you knew all the things I'd journeyed for
or what I'd trade to be with you tonight
with roots like radio waves accross the sky
miles high, one another in mind - Track Name: Atom Bomb
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if I had an atom bomb
when I was insane
there'd be a hole
in the world today
when I was a little boy
I'd have blown you away
but I'm so much better now
that I'm old and grey
some say you can see the holes
where the rockets stay
those were my spirits
flying away - Track Name: Excitement Shows
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the good stuff's provided by the baddest of the bad
to the best of the best, the law of the land
there you go champ, you do it like that
you're big and loud, gonna make me proud
god knows the excitement shows
it's the magic that happens a step above planning
not at all like the life that he's living
he's miles and miles from the gift he was given
sitting on the front steps waiting for boston
to come out of the clinic and chill for a minute
ten-thirty on a day like today
there's a face like a goddess in the clouds above
god knows the excitement shows
from the greyhound buses to the weight of your luggage
time to straighten out and do what you can
you're here to be as good as, as good as the medicine
