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Album: Knowhere

by Tez Howes

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1.
Stray 04:00
I opened up the back door yesterday In time to see twilight was on its way I couldn't make out what it was It seemed a blur, I guess because T'was underneath the fading light of day But just before I shuffled back inside A subtle sense of movement I did spy I craned to make out what it was Just long enough to see its paws And catch the gleaming sparkle in its eyes I won't kick this one to the curb But sure as hell me you disturb I'll treat you just like any other stray The first time you came back I thanked the Lord Stopped counting after comeback number four Keep one eye trained on this back door Cause babe, this ain't your candy store And strays like you don't pay no room and board It's been 3 months since you turned up again Stopped placin' bets you'd slink back how or when Last night was just a false alarm This lesser cur did me no harm But you ain't comin' back to this here den I won't kick this one to the curb But you I will should you disturb The peace I've found without you; this is zen It took too long before the picture cleared It weren't the Lord but Satan sent you here Been down this road too many times This ain't a hideout from your crimes Another stray I wish would disappear Another one bound for the pound And if by chance you come around I'll treat you just like any other stray I'll treat you just like any other stray I'll treat you just like any other stray I'll treat you just like any other stray Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MQ868NvImlA
2.
(words: Bill White / music: t.h. gorman ©2022 ring of oaks / teztunesmusic) They’re fighting on the border And they move the line around The fight’s not fought through anger But to keep the border sound And they fight among the cattle And the milking shed is razed Half the herd falls in the battle And the other half is crazed On the border Way out on the border They fight along the border And the border crosses towns The fight creates a kind of order A preponderance of sounds The disturbance shapes the landscape And is shaped by it, in turn And the fight is fed by every shape And the past retires, to burn On the border Way out on the border They are fighting on the border And the lines are mysteries The smoke of law, and ranked disorder Makes it difficult to see They’re fighting on the border And they move the lines around They claim the fight’s not fought through anger But to keep the border sound And the fires are seen forever From places none can comprehend No shift of sanity can sever The simple messages they send On the border Way out on the border On the border Way out on the border
3.
My tribute to the music that first tickled my ears, the 60s British Invasion. It’s three in the morning and I can’t stop thinkin’ bout you Been up ’n round since seven a.m. Feelin’ lonely and blue I’m wonderin’ if someone Is holding you tight The same way that I used to do But it’s three in the morning And I can’t go to bed I can’t face a bed without you I’m watchin’ the same flick The second time round The actress who reminds me of you I’ll watch her again before This long night surrenders Another empty day without you I might as well pick up this old guitar And write another song or two Cause it’s three in the morning And I can’t go to bed I can’t stand a bed without you A quarter to four and I’m Watchin’ the clock It’s tickin’ now in time to the tune Come five in the morning I’ll be greetin’ the dawn To start another day without you Just one more drink And a couple of pills A cocktail for one lonely fool I’ll crash on the couch so I won’t have to face Another lonely bed without two Cause just about the time I put this song to rest Another new day’ll shine through But it’s three in the morning And I can’t go to bed I can’t face a bed without you Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFv3aKlOIR0
4.
Knew the day we met there'd be a parting Knew the chance I took might trip the switch True to form, I gave away my heart and Took a wrong turn, and I headed for the ditch Knew the day I strayed the trust would crumble Guaranteed that swing would hit the rough Yesterday, I threw away the magic When tomorrow comes, I just won't cry enough I'll cry later When I'm feelin' a little better I'll cry later When those waterworks start to flow I'll cry later Up to now, workin' to forget her But for now I can't afford to let it show The tears will fall like bitter rain Back to that pain domain The dam will break, a torrent flow A floodland I don't wanna know again Knew the day would come when I'd regret this My trick of trading paradise for hell True to form, I've come now to expect this One more time, I'll hold off on that crying spell I'll cry later When I'm feelin' a little better I'll cry later When the sorrow starts sinkin' in I'll cry later Up to now, workin' to forget her As I contemplate these games I could not win I'll cry later I'll cry later
5.
"What can be asserted without evidence can also be dismissed without evidence." -- Christopher Hitchens ____________________________ As the sinister do minister to the fearful masses all With the bover boots of sin do they abuse them in their thrall Through the collective of unconsciousness and the fiction of the fall From the very first nativity to the bearers of the pall They keep on making it worse It’s humanity’s curse False hope and self-delusion as the bullet finds its mark They just keep making things worse This man-created curse Empty faith of sweet redemption as they whistle in the dark They presume their moral vacuum will be smokescreen'd by the Word Just a string of empty diphthongs, faux phonation, nouns and verbs Aural manna to the famished ear that devours the absurd Nowt but verbal diarrhea, by any other just a turd They keep on making it worse It’s humanity’s curse False hope and self-delusion as the bullet finds its mark They just keep making things worse With this man-created curse Empty faith of sweet redemption as they wrestle in the dark The invisible and non-existent look very much alike A mangy cur that paces in the shadows of the night Its sinister poisoned bark no less the equal of its bite A blindness that obliterates the sight As they climb the ladder of their crimes, remorseless through the years A string of skull-capped naked emperors who trade in primal fears Malignant shepherds of their faith, their sheep to slaughter not to steer And they leave within their wake a bloody veil of pain and pestilence and tears And they'll keep making things worse Empty promises of paradise as the bullets strike As the bullets strike anew Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVb2GDND9HI
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Ekaterina 04:50
Katrine, I'm gobsmacked by the truth of it Just goes to show what fools we be Sweet thing, that's surely a prerequisite For every stillborn love story And worlds apart the bitter proof of it And yet the heart will not agree Ekaterina I've never seen a face like yours before 'Cept in a dream where all my wishes They come true and more Ekaterina You're the heart that Mine's been searching for Ekaterina evermore Katrine, I'm tortured by the fact of it These bounds of love we've overstepped This soon extinguished tender flame we'd lit So Romeo and Juliet But as we play this last sad act of it This heart still refuses to accept Ekaterina No-one has scorched my soul like you before Deep in a heart that burns, This fire never felt before Ekaterina Without you, my world's forever poor Ekaterina evermore Ekaterina I've never felt a love so true, so pure But in a dream where All my hopes and wishes They come true and more Ekaterina You are every moment I live for Ekaterina evermore Ekaterina Ekaterina
7.
Been holdin’ on to nothing Hangin’ on a prayer This lonely lie, it leaves these lips No-one to hear, so it don’t get you anywhere Just holdin’ on to nothing They tell you to imagine The dream you wanna be But dreams a dime a dozen down And a million more ain't gonna buy reality So you'll still be left with nothing Something's gotta give, they claim But most things never change And time and time you give your best Get nothing in exchange Cause you just get paid in pain One minute or forever Pretty much the same affair When waiting’s all you wind up with Don’t matter much if you don’t get from here to there You'd only bring the same old nothing Every night I hold your pillow An exercise in vain Both pain and pleasure palpable A dream impossible forever to sustain So you fall in love with nothing Something's gotta give, they claim But most things never change And time again you give your best Get fuck all in exchange I been holding onto nothing so long That it feels like a long-lost friend It just occurred to me today you’ve been gone For a year, I don’t have to pretend Anymore that you’ll come back to me As I smash this empty vessel The shards that might have blessed A failed and fake effrontery When every action, word and deed is meaningless And you’re finally left with nothing Been holdin’ on to nothing Grabbin' blindly at thin air This lonely lie, it leaves these lips No-one to hear, so it don’t get you anywhere Been holdin’ on to nothing Been holdin’ on to nothing Been holdin’ on to nothing Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkxOY29bk4w
8.
Depression is a serious issue. You are not alone. In New Brunswick: http://www.chimohelpline.ca/ I don’t what to do I’m frozen in this space I’m trying to remember the last time I saw your face The memories come flooding in But they don’t mean a thing Waiting, hoping, watching, moping To what tomorrow brings I’m beside myself I can’t endure not seeing you Beside myself Can’t cure myself from wanting you I sleep away the day I lie awake at night I look into the mirror And I recoil from the sight My mind’s a nest of hornets And my heart’s an open wound Waiting, hoping, hating, doping You’d better come back soon Cause I’m beside myself I ache for just the touch of you Beside myself Can’t break away from loving you Seeing, touching, wanting, loving Is all I wanna do All of these denied me now Since she left me blue You can let go of the past Well, that’s what people say But I’ll be hurtin’, sighin’, lovin’, cryin’ Until my dying day So I’m beside myself I can’t endure not seeing you Beside myself Can’t cure myself from wanting you Well, I’m beside myself I ache for just the touch of you Beside myself Can’t break away from loving you Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqOi9GcFO-8 Listen to the ethereal cover of 'Beside Myself' that my down under musical sister Trudy Newell arranged and recorded: https://soundcloud.com/trudy-newell-749472833/beside-myself-draft-2
9.
The temperature is falling slow The freezing rain gives way to snow The unforgiving sign that we would part Took far too long to realize That you would open up my eyes By letting go and closing up your heart If I could hold you in my arms, you’d know That I still hold you in my heart To make you think that half a man’s The safest choice, and better than To spend your days just wishing you were free That you’d cave in and pay the price Of keeping up this sad disguise You always were a step ahead of me But if I could hold you in my arms again, As I still hold you in my heart I know the proper thing to do’s Whatever thing's the best for you There may be two to us, but you’re the one When you finally learn there’s one regret The path to love you’ve chosen to forget Among the lies that lay in promises unmet As those broken promises become The bitter yield of trust undone To diagnose the deeds I can’t undo But if I could hold you in my arms again, As I still hold you in my heart The point, it isn’t to be loved The twist is only just to love Without demanding it returned The echoes of a lesson learned Puts all the focus square on me Your hidden strength too blind to see For the steps I haven’t taken, Except the ones that lead you far, far from my heart But if I could hold you in my arms once more As forever I hold you in my heart
10.
For Adeline Virginia Woolf (25 January 1882 – 28 March 1941) A country mile, abandoned smiles The details now an abstract chill The unfilled minutes test the limits Half-hearted triumph of the will The child as friend and once again The mother to the girl inside The unfilled minutes test the limits Of this reluctant reborn child The distance to the water now Is shorter than you think it is You hear the faintest melody Take one more step and it carries you away The vilest boredom of them all Strict definition of the goal As any seas she finds too calm Begs outing of the reckless soul The sweetest gift she gives herself The pregnant tide envelops all Surrender of the ego melts Into the mystery of the squall That tarnished mirror of the past It lingers in the depths below To satisfy its ravenous bite Just one more step, feel its morbid power grow This strange Valhalla of the mind Of firm intent but strain'd of goal The threads unravel, they unwind The craft of losing all control Those sequined echoes of the past A many-framed kaleidoscope Who tells which one be memory last? Who under pressured microscope Embraced the foaming waters fast As life confirms its slippery slope Who enter here abandon hope From the gravity of a pocketful of stones It's easy if you think it through The temple of the mind bespoke Subtract the hesitation to Commit the final masterstroke The stones are strewn all across They wait in silence for their turn The coming of the winter'd frost The waters beckon like an urn The demolition of the self Thank the gravity of a pocketful of stones Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmHwh0Zvy1Q
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I remember the way she lay her clothes upon the bed And the sweetness of what ofttimes followed there The negligee she slipped into, a dark Carnelian red Matched the fire of that hunger in her stare But had I lived to be 100, only one shade in my head In the eye of mind, the colour of her hair I can see the bee-stung lips that took flight every time she smiled A sweetly spreading Pink Lace butterfly How anyone could witness that and fail to be beguiled By the Pacific blue-green ocean of her eyes But just one image now I see as I draw my final sigh The colour of her hair to hypnotize Gleaming threads of spun white gold Fields of sunflowers bright and bold The honey glaze on buttered toast But none of these came even close To the shimmering flaxen color Colour of her hair I remember the night she said "I'm leaving you for good" Twinned vessels of confusion and despair A spot of blood, Carnelian red, unnoticed where she'd stood Has led me to this noose atop the stairs As I feel the coarse rope tightening in the blackness of the hood All I see is the fading flaxen colour Of her hair Videos here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DD5gnmbPUUA Acoustic: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxDbK2-7nCo
12.
I need to write The song that makes you love me I want that love To give you golden wings I want those wings To take you cross the ocean To bring with you the love That only you can bring I want to write The song that makes you dream I want that dream To shower you in light I want that light To guide you to my arms, dear I want these lonesome arms around you Hold you tight I’ve got to write The song that makes you love me I want that song To fill your soul with joy I want that joy To fill our hearts forever And every day and for all time I’ll sing this song to you Whenever you implore Well, I don’t care if it’s an opera Country blues or rock and roll I’ll throw anything together Just to satisfy the goal I’ll change the chords babe if I have to Play with every single word Until I hit that perfect note The best damn song You’ve ever heard I’m going to write The song that makes you love me Forever sing The song that made you mine I’ve got to write The song that makes you love me One day I’ll write That one great perfect song The one that’s going to make you mine I’m going to write The song that makes you love me Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGhLOVS5G48
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In memory of my brother from a different mother. You gave me this song as your parting gift. I wish it hadn't cost you so dearly. Miss you always, mate. __________________ Dear Jamie to his family To friends just Jim or Hutch A rose by any other name It doesn’t matter much Today my heart is empty But my mem’ries overflow A 40-year alliance He chose on me to bestow Yeah, I could tell you stories A hale and hearty lad he was A ladies’ man to boot But such a perfect gentleman He’d think before he’d shoot With such an air of graciousness She’d think him undisguised But when she chose to open him A scamp inside the prize There’s just so many stories Yes, I will tell his story now To anyone who asks Fling open all the windows On my fallen brother’s past I’ll challenge his humility Now he’s beneath the grass A million stories lurked behind That sly and throaty laugh I gotta tell ya, bud He was a joker by a half But that cavalier exterior Hid such a gentle soul A lamb in lion’s clothing Once you got past the show But I could tell you stories Yeah, I could tell you stories I’m sitting at the bedside now, His nurse has left the room He looks so frail and breakable The darkness falling soon A hale and hearty lad he was By anyone’s account And now with every memory The tears begin to mount And fall upon these stories If I could bring back yesterday I’d drag it right along I’d stay in it forever It’s the place my heart belongs I might have raised a glass tonight; Instead I wrote this song To tell a few old stories He left so many stories Friend, I could tell you stories...

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All songs words & music: t.h. gorman ©2023 teztunesmusic except where noted.

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released May 7, 2023

Produced by t.h. gorman
Tez Howes: Vocals, guitars, bass, keys except:

03 Produced by David Croxford in Cornwall, UK
Tez Howes: Vocals, guitar, organ / David Croxford: Guitar, bass, piano / Adam Grossman: Drums

06: Produced by Adam Grossman in Corona, California
Tez Howes: Vocals, acoustic guitar / Adam Grossman: Guitars, bass, drums

09: Produced & arranged by Ray Chapman in Grimsby, Lincolnshire, UK
Tez Howes: Vocals / Ray Chapman: Guitar, bass, keys, drums / Mike O'Brien: Lead guitar

10: Produced & arranged by Ray Chapman
Tez Howes: Vocals / Ray Chapman: Guitar, bass, keys, drums / David Hill: Lead guitar / Ray Jenkins: Mandolin, mandocello

4 & 11: Tez Howes: Vocals, guitars, bass, keys / Adam Grossman: Drums

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Tez Howes Moncton, New Brunswick

I'm just an old Canadian fart writing & recording tunes, trying to capture the vibe of pre-millennial popular musics, rock, blues, jazz, funk, country, pop, etc. Lumiere and Knowhere are primarily indie pop, and The New Codiac Blues is a collection of blues-based tunes.
They're dotted with selected collabs with uber-talented friends in the UK, USA, Australia and Bulgaria of a variety of sounds.
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