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Liability

Hannah Hart Beat

Hi my Hart Beat. One of the things I love about this time of year is all the new music that is released. This week we were hit by the new Lorde album and today I spent some time with it seeing how our girl has been doing. It was a melancholy day here on the island. I did lots of writing but, the sun has nowhere to be seen these past two days and that’s probably why the song that I loved the most off of Melodrama was the sad “Liability.” Have you heard it yet, Hart Beat? It’s what I’m listening to tonight while I write to you. I hope you like it. And, if it’s too sad you can always go back to our favorite Miley after.

For a great and full-length review of the album see what Craig Jenkins has to say over at Vulture.

Top photo by me from last year.

Crazy, Part Two

Hi Hart Beat. Last March I went through a huge Patsy Cline kick. I even wrote a post dedicated to one of my favorite songs, written by my favorite Willie Nelson and sung by Patsy Cline. Almost one year later I give you The Kills singing “Crazy,” maybe even better than Patsy herself.

The Kills recording an acoustic version of “Crazy”
I’m crazy for feeling so lonely
I’m crazy, crazy for feeling so blue
I knew you’d love me as long as you waned
And then some day
You’d leave me for somebody new

I forget the rest, a poem

Hey Hart Beat. I’ve been going through a lot of old tumblr and blog posts the last couple of days and I keep finding these miscellaneous quotes. Often time I love the saying so much I want to share it with you immediately here but when I go to find the source it’s often misquoted or attributed to the wrong person. This Walt Whitman quote is just the case. “We were together. I forgot the rest.” What a great line, unfortunately/ fortunately the poem bellow is where the tumblr image originally came from. Either way I love the sentiment and I hope you do too, Hart Beat.

Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City
by Walt Whitman

Once I pass’d through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
there who detain’d me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long
been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.

Johnny singing to you and me

Hey Hart Beat. How’s your Labor Day going? I’m back on the work train this weekend after having my favorite friend Meghan visit for a couple days. I’m back in my apartment now working on a few things and I wanted to share one of my favorite albums that I’ve been listening to a lot lately. Have you ever listened to American V – A Hundred Highways?

The album is the 93rd overall and posthumous album by the one and only Johnny Cash. It was released in July 2006, three years after Johnny Cash died. I remember listening to this album over and over again back in high school and it’s nice to find Johnny’s lonely, heartbreaking voice again.

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell ’em that God’s gonna cut ’em down
Tell ’em that God’s gonna cut ’em down

“God’s Gonna Cut You Down”

His voice in this album is so familiar and disarming at the same time that I get chills every time I listen to it. It was hard to only pick a couple of songs to share with you here, Hart Beat. The best advice I can give you is download this album and listen to it the next time your driving, flying, or training somewhere far away.

And if you read between the lines,
You’ll know that I’m just tryin’ to understand
The feelin’s that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it.
I don’t know where we went wrong.
But the feelin’s gone and I just can’t get it back.

“If You Could Read My Mind”
P.S. More on Johnny (and June) Cash here, here, here, and here.

Johnny singing to you and me

Hey Hart Beat. How’s your Labor Day going? I’m back on the work train this weekend after having my favorite friend Meghan visit for a couple days. I’m back in my apartment now working on a few things and I wanted to share one of my favorite albums that I’ve been listening to a lot lately. Have you ever listened to American V – A Hundred Highways?

The album is the 93rd overall and posthumous album by the one and only Johnny Cash. It was released in July 2006, three years after Johnny Cash died. I remember listening to this album over and over again back in high school and it’s nice to find Johnny’s lonely, heartbreaking voice again.

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell ’em that God’s gonna cut ’em down
Tell ’em that God’s gonna cut ’em down

“God’s Gonna Cut You Down”

His voice in this album is so familiar and disarming at the same time that I get chills every time I listen to it. It was hard to only pick a couple of songs to share with you here, Hart Beat. The best advice I can give you is download this album and listen to it the next time your driving, flying, or training somewhere far away.

And if you read between the lines,
You’ll know that I’m just tryin’ to understand
The feelin’s that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it.
I don’t know where we went wrong.
But the feelin’s gone and I just can’t get it back.

“If You Could Read My Mind”
P.S. More on Johnny (and June) Cash here, here, here, and here.

Feeling blue

Lately I’ve been a little off Hart Beat. Lana del Rey, she knows what’s up. Maybe I miss the ocean and Maine this August. How’s it going with you, Hart Beat?
Someone tell me where did it go
Darling I’m damned if I know
I see that look in your eye
No one ever gave it a chance
I could have said in advance
You saw it all at a glance
And goodbye
David Gray “Lately”

Blue Nude, Pablo Picasso, 1902

I live off love, I feed off love, I breathe off love

I love this song. I found it last night while browsing around Spotify related artists (one of my favorite things to do.) This one band came up somehow with some connection and I immediately feel for this song. Can you blame me?

I live off love
I feed off love
I breathe off love
I think of love
I drink of love
I sink in love
And in the middle of the night I need my love
I need to grieve and need to need and be in love
My love is gonna come to me tonight

I give my love and all my love to you, my love
I feast on love, a beast for love, release my love
You’re scared and unprepared for love, don’t care my love
Cause you’re the only woman I’ve been dreaming of
I swear to got I’m loving you for life
I swear to god I’m making you my wife
The song is called “Beauty” and is sung by husband and wife duo Carey Kemper and Kelly Bell in their band called The Shivers. According the the Spotify bio, these two pretty much lived as nomads, driving around the country in their RV homeschooling their two children and recording songs here and there while on the road. And voila, an amazing story with an amazing song. 

A fellow lover of sad songs

This morning before heading to work I was listening to NPR (favorite part about Saturday mornings) and I caught the end of an interview of Emmylou Harris and Rodney Crowell about their new album Old Yellow Moon. As many of you at Hart Beat know, I’ve been on a country music kick since last spring. What most struck me about the interview of Emmylou and Rodney was Emmylou’s description of her love for sad songs. I tried to look for the transcript this morning and since it’s not available until 12pm today I’ll have to share what I remember and update you later today…

I love sad songs. There’s nothing more beautiful than a sad song.
– Emmylou Harris

I couldn’t have said it better myself. And in honor of this amazing singer, here’s “Dreaming My Dream” sung by Ms. Harris and Mr Crowell, a beautiful sad song if there ever was one. 

Emmylou Harris photographed by David Gahr, 1968

This is how you lose her

“The half-life of love is forever.”
– Junot Diaz

Hey Hart Beat. Have you read anything good lately? I’ve been reading like a crazy person on the train lately to get out of my head a little. December is nice in New York but I kind of miss the sun. February will be here soon enough though. Anyway, the other day I finished this amazing book “This Is How You Lose Her.”

Since going through a breakup last year this book was almost too appropriate to read now. I feel like that’s always the way it happens, right? I had never read anything by Junot Diaz before (sacrilegious as a spanish major, I know) but this was an amazing first introduction to his work. I highly, highly recommend it for you Hart Beat. I really loved it.

“Ana Iris once asked me if I loved 
him and I told her about the lights
in my old home in the capital, 
how they flickered and you never knew if 
they would go out or not.
You put down your things and you
waited and couldn’t do anything really
until the lights decided. This,
I told her, is how I feel.”
– This Is How You Lose Her

This is how you lose her

“The half-life of love is forever.”
– Junot Diaz

Hey Hart Beat. Have you read anything good lately? I’ve been reading like a crazy person on the train lately to get out of my head a little. December is nice in New York but I kind of miss the sun. February will be here soon enough though. Anyway, the other day I finished this amazing book “This Is How You Lose Her.”

Since going through a breakup last year this book was almost too appropriate to read now. I feel like that’s always the way it happens, right? I had never read anything by Junot Diaz before (sacrilegious as a spanish major, I know) but this was an amazing first introduction to his work. I highly, highly recommend it for you Hart Beat. I really loved it.

“Ana Iris once asked me if I loved 
him and I told her about the lights
in my old home in the capital, 
how they flickered and you never knew if 
they would go out or not.
You put down your things and you
waited and couldn’t do anything really
until the lights decided. This,
I told her, is how I feel.”
– This Is How You Lose Her