Demos #3

by Joe Holt

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1.
Harness Kiss 03:37
It's like my legs were built in anger by a tired engineer in the middle of the night Yes they carry me towards you but collapse against each other when you catch me in the chasm of your eyesight til I don't remember standing upright Take my harness kiss and let me be your tower crane Though my wheels turn, I'll never let you fall Use this harness kiss like a battery when your power drains Stand on my shoulders when you need to feel tall It's like my lips were dipped in tarmac so my words are black and sicker than a cyst Yes I'm trying to take control back but I'm finding all the places on your face I haven't covered with a kiss oh the spots I've stained are hard to miss Still take my harness kiss and let me be your tower crane Though my wheels turn, I'll never let you fall Use this harness kiss like a battery when your power drains Stand on my shoulders when you need to feel tall Well I'm angry that you used me but I guess I should be grateful you would choose me at all Though I'm an incomplete toolset I could surely find a screw you'd let me bury in your wall and from it, hang the man I wish you'd call Oh so take my harness kiss and let me be your tower crane Though my wheels turn, I'll never let you fall Use this harness kiss like a battery when your power drains Stand on my shoulders when you need to feel tall
2.
The tang of old coffee is the only thing I'm tasting these days I'm watching TV and the interviewee is describing the migratory ways of some bird I'm never gonna see I'm tired of choices with none of the voices saying anything I can use in a world where a bird flies south and it's news I'm a mailbox to send to; I'm searching for something to feel It's like looking through menus, allergic to all of the meals allergic to anything real There's a bird in the air and I hope while he's there he's admiring the views in a world where a bird flies south and it's news I wake up forgetting why I bother at all there's nothing I'm dying to do There's a hole in my soul with a shovel inside and it's you So I walk through the night and when I start to see light the birds come and sit on the tree and I wonder why they stay when they can fly anywhere then I wonder the same about me Now I'm seeing the sky and remembering why it's sometimes rewarding to lose in a world where a bird flies south and it's news
3.
I came up clad in armour, expecting you to go through me like a spear But you opened up my shoulder blades and slid inside my heart from the rear And call me pessimistic, but I think you may have missed the people meant for you So I put the whiskey in me til I'm somebody new til I'm somebody who deserves to look at you Still I'm stitching up your heartbreak with a needle from a haystack The cleanest, sharpest, only one I found And I don't let you kiss me, nor assist me - it doesn't feel right to wear that crown and I put the whiskey in me til I'm somebody new til I'm somebody who knows how to help you I took a tangerine from the table, hefty and pornographically round I brought it to my lips, had a sniff, satisfied with what I found When I bit down it was full of maggots and I ate the whole damn thing It was foul and full of maggots and I ate the whole damn thing When I bit down it was full of maggots and I ate the whole damn thing It was foul and full of maggots and I ate the whole damn thing
4.
Seeing You 04:17
Seeing you is like getting home just as the cold starts to seep in and throwing my boots into my room. Seeing you is like reaching for the bowl on the top shelf and finding chocolate I forgot was there. I often wish I could shake off my memories like shaking dust off the bedsheets but every time I try, I pull the blankets back down and find you lying there I went for a long walk trying to wear myself down but you were in the wind the breeze had learned how to pronounce your name and you were in the trees, swaying I brushed past a rose bush with branches like your fingers, grasping leaving red marks in the shape of your smile.
5.
Friend of mine I was a story undesigned A journal with no words, surrounded by lines I'm no work of art I was unfinished from the start til you penciled in the borders of my heart You came in Found my outline and filled me up you fill me up Sitting next to you I notice everything you do The way you hold your pen, the way you tie your shoes and I follow the veins in the back of your hands like a road map I remember every town I pass through Just by being there to talk to, you fill me up you fill me up With every glance With every word you say You fill me up Friend of mine Help me out of this mind It's crowded with confessions you showed me how to find You broke down every fence and I don't mean to sound intense, but everything I've ever lost suddenly makes sense You found me all alone and empty and filled me up you fill me up.

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This is my third annual collection of demos, all written and recorded in the winter and spring of 2014.

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released May 20, 2014

All songs written by Joe Holt except track #5, co-written by Joe and Kat Kennedy.

All songs arranged by Joe except track #1, co-arranged by Joe and Charles Humenry.

All songs engineered and produced by Joe except track #5, produced, recorded and mixed by Mili and Matayo

Track #3 contains excerpts from The Bull Podcast, specifically episodes 1, 3, 5, 7, and 8. Thanks to Tom, Becky, Haley, Myers, Griff, and Riss for letting me use your voices.

Album art and digital booklet by Tom Wark

HARNESS KISS
Joe - vocals, guitars, MIDI instruments, handclaps
Charles - handclaps, tambourine, bookshelf, MIDI instruments, additional engineering

BIRD FLIES SOUTH
Joe - vocals, guitar

THE TANGERINE
Joe - vocals, guitars, tambourine, handclaps, foot stomps, coffee cup, spoon against cereal bowl, MIDI instruments, drunk yelling, sober yelling, podcast-hosting, creepy falsetto
Charles - backing vocals, additional yelling, demonic Barry White growls
Tom Wark, Myers Rhoad, Becky Granger, Haley Jakobson, Griffin Griggs, Aristo Ambatzidis - podcast interviews

SEEING YOU
Joe - vocals, piano

YOU FILL ME UP
Kat Kennedy - vocals
Joe - vocals, guitar
Sam Milinazzo - production, engineering

FOR HALEY
Joe - vocals, guitar

Thanks to my family, friends, supporters, and dog
Thanks to my classmates, especially those in Scarlet Keys's Singer/Songwriter Workshop, Pat Pattison's Advanced Lyric Writing, and Dan Cantor's Song Demo Production. Your support and advice is invaluable to me.
One last thank you to Tom, Chaz, Griff, Riss, Haley, Caite, Casey, JMice, Kat, Mili, Taylor, Kiera, Bailie, Ivy, Tess, Lucy, Izzie, Maggie, Eli, Mike Cantalupo, Trev, Sam, Matt - you get the picture. The list goes on. Thank you all so much.

If you enjoy this album, please check out my EP on iTunes, "Empty."

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Joe Holt New York, New York

Joe is a folk singer/songwriter from England, described by Indie Minded as "a gifted young talent who is sure to leave his mark on the folk music scene." His music has been featured twice on NPR. He lives in New York City.

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