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Road Movie

by MDH

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climbin out the taxi at a Brooklyn high rise payin $20 for a burger and fries squinting out the window at a jeg lag sunrise fillin up on city with my tourist wide eyes I can walk the bridge this morning and lookin through the wires see liberty still stalling beside the towering isle steppin off the subway for a Brooklyn lager lookin at you funny you forgot to tip her findin where the locals go is cloak and dagger grow a pair and find out if you dare to ask her up in Central Park bicycling the rain is cold relief catch me down on 4th jaywalking away from the police chief in a New York minute it’s beginning it’s a race New York and you are winning I got a feeling you and me New York we’ll come out on top, just don’t ever stop, don’t ever stop! what I had for breakfast is my first burrito putting on a shirt will make me incognito in the Lincoln Center it’s where all the pros go learning how to play the very best sax solo discovering the village park scene singing patti smith playing pool with some old drag queen love the one you’re with
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a steady ninety the scenery won’t ever change and rattlesnakes will line our way and vultures soar to block the sun it handles nicely the radio is working now to play those sweet duets somehow they seem to move me every one when they settled here the children and the wives, what did they hope to find? and did they like it here once they had broken ground? maybe they just liked the sound of endless Texas of open road a thousand fence-posts re-articulate the sound of endless Texas of bullet holes of breezes blowin dust under sunshine we have found we have found endless Texas a simple gear change we drive an automatic car it has to take us through lone star and ever onwards towards the sun a bold solution I try to make my feet slow down I try to make my heart not pound it seems we three are born to run and when they sat to paint the desert and the sky, what did they hope to find? and did they like the view, the cacti and the clouds? in particular they liked the sound of endless Texas of open road a thousand fence-posts re-articulate the sound of endless Texas of bullet holes of breezes blowin dust under sunshine we have found we have found endless Texas
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a town for all seasons, untouched by the flood a town square of grandsons clots like old blood who’s down at the Tavern? what’s on at the flicks? a town for all seasons – a nickname that sticks a town for all seasons, it’s in all of the books the way that it welcomes and the way that it looks it’s tired of your custom but glad just the same it’s sad that you’re leavin but happy you came a town for all seasons, we’d sit watching the game before the foreclosures did you look the same? or did you smell like Spielberg and Hollywood lawns? a town for all seasons but the good times have gone a town for all seasons, I’ll think on you at length about all of your shadows and all of your strength we saw through peeled paintwork to your picturesque past a town for all seasons feels winter at last
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the sun still goes down in London town and it sure is a sight to behold before the night sky steals the light from your eye you get fireworks and lava and gold there’s beauty and splendour wherever you look but I can’t seem to see none somehow we still have dark clouds in my old hometown they fill up til no starlight remains the ocean gets deeper from blue into grey it knows no deeper comfort than rain there’s something remarkable out in the west out there still movin on down of all of the things that we planned to see we’ll – save for the photos – forget of all of the things that they told us about they said we ain’t seen nothin yet a bald eagle’s claw or a rattlesnake’s jaw but we never saw a Santa Fe sunset – did we?
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let’s dress up in white and go and dine by candlelight Frenchman St. will be just fine let’s drink cans of beer and wait to watch the scene appear I fear we’ve crossed the party line movin over clear water there’s light reflected from below she flapped her wings but we caught her she ain’t no swamp I’ll have you know order me the shrimp I’m comin for a second stint on the boat back from Algiers have the oysters fried with 4 martinis on the side sell the car we’re stayin here movin over clear water there’s light reflected from below she flapped her wings but we caught her she ain’t no swamp I’ll have you know see me sneakin out the door the preacher’s said it all before who’s the hottest of them all, down in Preservation Hall? movin over clear water there’s light reflected from below she flapped her wings but we caught her she ain’t no swamp I’ll have you know
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hey Mr Memphis why you walkin so slow? hey Mr Memphis it’s that time don’t you know? hey Mr Memphis you been talked up you been spoilt and it’s starting to show hey Mr Memphis motel funeral home you tell your pusherman to leave me alone he’s got his eye on my backpocket $20 and a cellular phone hey hey have a lucky day hey hey have a lucky day hey Mr Memphis did you happen to hear? you’ve been asked to be the man of the year hey Mr Memphis better get yourself a haircut before you disappear hey hey have a lucky day hey hey have a lucky day hey Mr Memphis did you get my last text? that’s not the kind of thing we’ve come to expect from some poor boy truck driver wondering what you’re gonna do next hey hey have a lucky day
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Area 51 02:25
the message is clear: we’ll tell them what they need to know just to avoid a TV show you never seem to hear: we’ll let them make up their own minds, explain ourselves in our own time the message is clear: we’ll make sure everything’s alright and tidy up the landing site you never seem to hear: we’ll check that we are all insured, then we’ll give the guided tour I like the way you still try to say that nothing happened on that day that nothing actually happened
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she’s my Nashville queen up there singin Hank as I think what could have been I put a dollar in the bucket and save ten for the tank I’m wondering if she can see me I take a seat down at the sleepy end of the bar – no eyes so far I’m wonderin will she ever notice me I pull a Lincoln from my jeans lay it flat on the bar – no eyes so far well she’s singing Bobby Dylan and Jimmy Webb she’s staring at the ceiling burning through my head but she’s strummin so gentle on that red, white and blue guitar she said she comes from South Dakota I didn’t shout out I was from much further away – nice crowd today and of the two she sounds much better the other’s ok but her make-up gives her away – no way jose when she’s gettin to a high note she tips back her head what they wouldn’t do to get her into bed you’ll have to take my word but she’s the best on Broadway I’d say she’s my Nashville queen up there singin Hank as I think what could have been I put a dollar in the bucket and save ten for the tank I’m wondering if she can see me sittin here at the sleepy end of the bar – no eyes so far I’m wonderin will she ever notice me with head in hands, elbows rest on the bar – I look up – no eyes so far She’s still singin Bobby Dylan and Jimmy Webb staring at the ceiling burning through my head strummin so gentle on that good old country guitar she’s my Nashville queen up there singin Hank as I think what could have been I put a dollar in the bucket and save ten for the tank
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Vegas 04:50
in 3 days we’ll be home so what should we do? there’s the overnight casino and the Monte Carlo pool whatever we decide upon I’m in if it’s with you in 2 days we’ll be home so what should we do? there’s the country’s largest gift shop and the stratosphere tower view whatever street you take me down I’m down if it’s with you can we go, can we just get outta here? in 10 hours we’ll be home so what should we do? there’s the seatbelt sign and landing and the 2 hour passport queue however long it takes this time I’m in if it’s with you can we go, can we just get outta here?
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waiting for the phone to ring I’m worried have they heard from him it’s like Tyler from Rhode Island says: he’ll be back before you know driving with the wipers on deciding that tomorrow’s gone it’s like Kevin from the desert says: we all have to set the sun and I will tend this flame make no mistake til you decide again that there’s a chance to take I will tend this flame until there’s nothin more to say that you don’t know anyway waking with the door unlocked I’m washing the hands on the clock it’s like TJ from Texas said to Jonathan from Flag: we gotta make it to the coast reminding myself once again that quiet is my oldest friend like when Kevin from the desert stood and poured out his bottle on the ground and I will tend this flame make no mistake til you decide again that there’s a chance to take I will tend this flame until there’s nothin more to say that you don’t know anyway and they’ll sail the border until the dot is a line and rear view mirrors will send them old valentines and those foreign oceans will carry them back through the time of their lives and I will tend this flame make no mistake til you decide again that there’s a chance to take I will tend this flame until there’s nothin more to say that you don’t know anyway

about

This album was inspired by a road trip with two friends across much of the U.S.A. We set foot and tyre in 15 states and took in most of the hotspots of american music history, each was every bit as good as we hoped. The songs are best experienced with good headphones while walking, or in a fast car on the open road. Lyrics etc. - mdhmusic.com/road-movie

Review by Cameron Dunham:

"Debut Album Delivers Box Office Mojo
 
“Road Movie” is the first album by MDH, the nom de plume of gifted singer/songwriter Michael Humphrey. It’s an impressively bold foray, not least because the songs are thematically linked and inspired by the artist’s own road trip across the good ol’ U.S. of A. Even more impressive is Humphrey’s multi instrumental prowess, strong singing voice and a magnetic north for “the right” melody. This guy’s got SERIOUS game!
 
Album opener, “Road Movie 1” sees us up in the air with a moodily impressionistic flight across the Atlantic. The instrumental piece is laced with a tentative optimism and excitement as the narrator gets ready for a JFK touchdown. It’s reminiscent of the kind of soundtrack that Thomas Newman pays the rent with and gives the listener an immediate sign that Humphrey is going for something cinematic here. The clue’s in the album title, right?
 
We’re off the plane in a rush of adrenaline as “New York Minute” takes us through the best (and worst) of The Big Apple in…just over two minutes! The overlaid harmonies glaze the hooky chorus sweeter than a heart attack of doughnuts and the acoustic guitar work is nipped and tucked tighter than…well, you get the picture. Suffice to say, Humphrey isn’t messing around here; you want a catchy tune with immediacy? Well, say goodbye to your eardrums - it’s feeding time down at the ear wormery!
 
“Endless Texas”, washed clean through in beautiful synths, lifts dreamily out of the speakers into a chorus as big as the open plains that the tune opines. It also serves as a nice counterpoint to the acoustic work of “New York Minute” and begins the showcase of styles that Humphrey comfortably moves through. It’s built for prime-time radio.
 
“A Town for all Seasons” yearns with the melancholic longing of a Hotel California reduced down to an old town motel, murdered by the great American highway. One gets the sense that you’re not encouraged to checkout anytime but, sooner or later, everyone leaves.  Evocative in a funereal sense, this one showcases the artist’s multi instrumental prowess and songwriting depth. Give it a few spins, you’ll see what I mean.
 
With “Santa Fe Sunset” Humphrey moves to the piano stool at a late-night cocktail lounge whilst “Louisiana ain’t no Swamp” lifts the tempo with a jolly romp through the Mardi Gras locale, its Cajun tongue lodged firmly in cheek. Both tunes whisk by in the wheel spin of a rented convertible before we head down a more sinister road…
 
“Hey Mr Memphis” positively oozes out of the speakers with all the sleaze of a Lizard King returned. A truly epic sax solo, nicely underpinned by Manzarek-esque organ, conclusively proves that we’ve landed in a moral vacuum. Well, if no one here does get out alive, at least the soundtrack is kinda happening.
 
The dissonance of “Area 51”, neatly incorporated into a more conventional folk piece, again evidences Humphrey’s songwriting skill and formidable musicality. At times like this, it’s easy to forget that this is all the work of one man and not the blended abilities of a group. I told you that this guy is talented, right?
 
And then we’re in country and western territory with “Nashville Queen”. Well of course we are – no American road movie would be complete without at least a cursory nod to the musical lifeblood of the USA heartland. Once again Humphrey nails it to the wall. He keeps it light, keeps it breezy and gives us a clear indication that hey, we’re just passin’ through here! with the line “I didn’t shout out I was from much further away”. It’s another strong contender for song of the album and moves credibly into the genre without losing the artist’s characteristic flair for a driving acoustic and a harmony laden chorus.
 
What to expect from a song entitled “Vegas”? The steroidal pump of Braund Reynolds “Natural Gambler” perhaps? Or maybe the crooning majesty of Sinatra’s pompery at its shit-eating finest? Try a red eyed paean to homesickness via “the country’s largest gift shop” and the “Stratosphere Tower view”. Very moody, very four in the morning. But hey, we’ve got a plane to catch…
 
“Road Movie 2” is another impressionistic flight through the clouds. It’s a cool little bookend which, along with the album opener, (almost) frames the narrative of the songs. We’re on our return journey, a little older, a little wiser, but keen to get home.
 
Humphrey saves his major assault on the commercial jugular for the album’s closer, “Tend the Flame”, a song that would serve any boy band well in the ballad department. Our hero returns from his travels espousing truths spun from the everyday folk of the New World but, underneath it all, he’s just a lovelorn guy returning to keep a promise. It’s a straight up love song that wears its heart on its sleeve. It works superbly well and, as the final track of “Road Movie”,  gives the piece satisfying closure. “Yes”, it says. “I may wander but when all is said and done, I’ll always come home to you.” And who doesn’t like a happy ending?
 
It’s rare that an artist hits it SO out of the park on a first release but that’s exactly what MDH has done with “Road Movie”. To deliver a debut album, a concept album nevertheless, with songs as strong as these is nothing short of remarkable. I recommend that you listen to it. Listen to it now.
 
You can stream it here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGQZdS9fBC4
 
And check out all things Michael Humphrey at the MDH website:
mdhusic.com"

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released September 1, 2014

All songs and sounds written, performed, recorded and produced by Michael Humphrey - MDH.

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