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Mortals

by Grant Huling

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1.
It’s like we never met Awoke here in our bed What is your name, love? Where are you from? Where are you going? Want to come along? A long “Hello” So this is what becomes of the darkness At the dawn I’ve known it all along The first of many songs I can see how this could end today “Au revoir,” and on my way The crack of a nightmare The tiniest frown The kiss of the sunbreak Settle down You’re found Living certainty wraps around Everything We know it already We knew it in our sleep The arc of every life is longing Longing Long The arc of every life is longing Longing End it here Curtains pulled The dawn is clear.
2.
There’s a simple explanation for us Thirty eons’ preparation combusts I want whatever you do In a false start together Unglued Do I want what You want what I do? Don’t you? I do I do And you know how I can ramble, provoked Hang on while I get a handle on hope It's raining Invading Train stations I want whatever you do Can our clean start defiled Pull through? Oh, I want what You want what I do Don’t you? I do Bisou Memory scars bleed Memory scars bleed.
3.
Simple Yet 01:53
There’s where you’re at home And where you’ve begun Is it simple yet? Shot past the moon To the heart of the sun Is it simple yet? It ain’t simple yet if you try It ain’t simple yet if you lay down and die Well, alright Whatever you do Somebody minds It ain’t simple yet Whenever you choose Creation divides It ain’t simple yet It is simple as long as I Float on the breeze of their dandelion lies But I... I have dropped my anchor pride I have cut that shackle tie I am steady to the light I am ready to arrive.
4.
The victor tags the girl The stars abide As far as she can see As long as I Believe we’re dreaming It’s where her mother died A pause of life Slackened on the knot A self forgot From dust to bone In between we dig a home I am to be All the man she sees in me When we are dreaming.
5.
Pluck 01:25
Flash balm exhales like the dawn A weekend overcast A burning off the past All in a bench beside the Seine There’s nothing to describe It passes through the mind Observes the constancy of birth Coming round the curve Didn’t see it first Accepts the constancy of death The lovers over there Have days to decades left I’d leave him out of it If you’re so bright Let’s see the light.
6.
Lazed 01:41
[instrumental]
7.
La da da La da da da La da da da da... No one has to know Where they met Where they parted Why he has to go Was he there? Were they truly? No one has to know They met outside the theater Everything he'd known Where every touch is plotted Everyone is stone The street forever bare and Night forever white Love, when I snap you'll wake and Go claim your life. Quotes "La Vie en Rose."
8.
Grind the coffee Time to wake her Train is leaving In an hour Read the passport Towns and numbers Don't get trapped in Your adventure Drop it from the balcony You have her Wake her Take her Back to dreams.

about

Instead of touring behind At Peace At Last, I booked a musical pilgrimage from Paris to Vienna. I would write music outdoors, reflecting the moods of a neighborhood instead of just my own. I had been a bedroom songwriter for too long. I also needed a change in scenery following the breakup of a relationship and the Empty Mirror in 2009. A chainsmoking Romanian grad student, herself new to Paris, and I began dating and found an apartment. Never made it to Vienna.

Nos. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 8 were written and recorded to my laptop during the August-October 2010 visit. Nos. 6 and 7 were written during another visit, February 2011, and were recorded on return to Seattle. The first batch of six was billed as "Travelogue: Paris," a Grant Valdes record. The expanded set was billed as "Eight Paris Sketches." In October 2017, I remastered the record and re-released it under my real name, with new cover art and a new title: Mortals. Both the cover photo and the idea for the Mortals title date back to Paris.




Two more field recordings from 2010:

Yeah! (Marine Quéméré cover) www.youtube.com/watch?v=_WxEm1bqBEU

Days (David Bowie cover) www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZdR4eMGjh4

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released March 30, 2011

Guitar, Vox.......................................Grant Huling
Violin (no. 6)..............................Jonathan Graber


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