Singles Club

by Handsome Lady Records

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about

A collection of singles soon to be on a Handsome Lady Records Compilation.

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released 13 August 2012
All songs recorded to tape with a single microphone by Handsome Lady Records.

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tags: country folk handsome lady records pop alternative country folk original reel to reel singer-songwriter songwriter tape Brooklyn

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Handsome Lady Records was born in New York City, October 2011 when 3 songwriters - Will Knox, Alec Gross & Jake Hill - acquired a tape machine, a microphone and some reels of tape. They started recording on this minimal set-up, and have stuck to this aesthetic ever since.

The label now features many Handsome songwriters & artists, all in the name of collaboration, cross-promotion & community. ... more

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Track Name: Will Knox - Riverside
I'm going home to see my friend,
In a chapel town on the bank of the river-bend,
Where nothings bright but everything's pale,
And a brewer's breeze fills a riverman's sails.

The graveyard's gums have grown new teeth
Pretty new pearls adorned by pretty new wreaths
I twist my tongue and you bends my ear
Light another cigarette, and tell me you had a bad year.

Slip in through Ivy Stones
Familiar faces I don't know
Channel Wine, bitter Pride
Resigned to Satisfied,
Drown these thoughts by the Riverside.

The River Ink composes poems
Her bridges break and the boatmen punctuate
She teaches me through tides and wakes
Her words are ripples her waves are Frost and Blake

Slip in through Ivy Stones
Familiar faces I don't know
Channel Wine, bitter Pride
Resigned to Satisfied,
Drown these thoughts by the riverside

I'm going home to see my friend,
In a chapel town on the bank of the river-bend.
I twist my tongue and you bend my ear
light another cigarette & tell me you had a bad year.