Demos #5

by Joe Holt

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All songs written and recorded in the spring and summer of 2016

Special thanks to Becca, Ally, Hawley, Bri, Kat, Michael, Sarah, Emma, the staff of Sexy Taco, anyone who came out to see one of my shows this year, especially Crees, Seung Wook, Ollie, Natalie, Emy and Brandon, Mindy, and lastly, thank you to coffee, tequila, and Kaela.


released August 9, 2016

Joe Holt - vocals, acoustic guitars, electric guitars, suitcase, tambourine, shaker, organ, synths
Harlem - noise



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Joe Holt Boston, Massachusetts

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." He lives in New York City.

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Track Name: My Irish Cleopatra
I woke up in Boston
Late and hungover
I crawled through Allston
as it began to stir
I crept down Harvard Avenue
blinking fast and sweating beer
The T came rolling past me
wicked pissah to my ear

We shared a pizza
sat there for a while
the sun was shining
you had pesto in your smile
til I get back to Harlem
over land or over sea
until I see you darling
I will clutch that memory

Load out from the show
pack up the car
pick up the phone
til the lonely leaves my bones
your voice alone can guide me

Here I go now
I'm on my way back home
I'm like Julius Caesar
within sight of Rome
My Irish Cleopatra
sitting in your golden throne
a battered thrift shop armchair
I carried on the subway home
Track Name: Words and Images
In the secret things I think about with no one else around
there are lots of insecurities and things that make me frown
I am awkward meeting people and I'm often tightly wound

There's some stuff about flamingos which I think are really weird
and if I'm on the subway I'll admire a bushy beard
and yes, I'm planning out our wedding, just like you probably feared

We will build a forest cabin and we'll fill it up with books
there'll be several comfy armchairs and a couple secret nooks
and we'll kiss a lot in public and receive some dirty looks

We will have a favourite restaurant we'll visit once a week
where the waiters know our names and so the bill is always cheap
we'll be making love at midnight when the children are asleep

I get stuck in words and images
and finding ways to say I'm in love with you
I try so hard to be original
I lose the picture in the frame

I will write a song with G and C and sing it all the time
I won't focus on the metaphor or try to make it rhyme
nor will I shy from the cliche that I am yours and you are mine

I will age like a whiskey in the cellar of your grace
with our love digging ditches in the lines of your face
and my heart forever fuller, never running out of space
Track Name: This Is
This is the room that we'll remember
when we look back on this time
the curtain rod I stepped on, taped back together
is bent but proudly holding on

These are the sheets we bought together
after dating for a year
you picked out the colour, you picked out the pattern
I picked out the girl who picked them out

This is the childhood home
where our love grew up
it's full of dirty cups

These are the fights that never matter
and these are words we shouldn't use
you slammed the door, the picture fell,
its frame was cracked in two

This is our love in its teenage years
full of fire and doubt
it just needs to let it out

This is our love growing up too fast
god I need more time
don't let this pass me by
Track Name: Hiraeth
In the woods behind the house
we ran around while waving wooden swords
All trampolines and sour grapes
the summers gave us all they could afford
We stayed up until three and went outside to look at the stars
with nobody there to protest if we said they were ours

We grew apart all through our teens
by college we had sold the trampoline
The swords grew dusty on the shelves
and we grew old all by ourselves
I still think of you when I go out to look at the stars
You live miles away but I know you are never that far