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Stranger Angels

by David Huckfelt

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    Debut solo record from David Huckfelt, founding member of indie-folk band The Pines - deluxe vinyl version features digital download card with two extra tracks * Artwork by Cheyenne Randall, photography by David Guttenfelder & Daniealla Zalcmann, produced by J.T. Bates and featuring guest appearances by Dave Simonett of Trampled By Turtles, Amelia Meath of Sylvan Esso, Darin Gray, Erik Koskinen, Michael Rossetto, Andrew Broder, Frankie Lee, Phil Cook, Constie Brown and more - www.davidhuckfelt.com

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    Full version record featuring 12 tracks - Debut solo record from David Huckfelt, founding member of indie-folk band The Pines - deluxe vinyl version features digital download card with two extra tracks * Artwork by Cheyenne Randall, photography by David Guttenfelder & Daniealla Zalcmann, produced by J.T. Bates and featuring guest appearances by Dave Simonett of Trampled By Turtles, Amelia Meath of Sylvan Esso, Darin Gray, Erik Koskinen, Michael Rossetto, Andrew Broder, Frankie Lee, Phil Cook, Constie Brown and more - www.davidhuckfelt.com

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    Full record includes two additional tracks not on the vinyl LP "Everywind" and "The Field & the Pearl"
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  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 7 David Huckfelt releases available on Bandcamp and save 15%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of David Huckfelt & Billy Sedlmayr with The Unarmed Forces: Live @ C.S.P.S, Room Enough, Time Enough - Digital, Room Enough, Time Enough, "Book of Life" - with Keith Secola, "Better To See the Face" - First Single from Room Enough, Time Enough, King Whirl - DOSH Remix, and Stranger Angels. , and , .

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1.
King Whirl 04:45
1. KING WHIRL (Least, Last, & Lost) In this old world where whirl is king Look away bound away from the feather to the wing For the least, the last, and the lost we sing Turning the wine back to water I drone on the summit, when the moon is high Unarmed Forces, by my side A scout on the mesa, with the calvary behind Turning the wine back to water Tell me when the horses of war will be On Flower Mountain, loose and free And we’ll close the big banks of misery Turning the wine back to water There’s golden handcuffs, on your mind there kid And a black snake crawling through the water-shed And star spangled nails on your coffin lid Turning the wine back to water So tonight I smell the smoke, from an un-lit fire Black Elk he listens to the lonely choir St Francis and the wolf, in their funeral attire Turning the wine back to water
2.
STILL AND STILL MOVING Oh my, snowblind winter’s here again Is that so, torn coats, beggars in the wind Dharma bums, wine and rum, north-bound underpass Someone might, remind this night, that nothing’s built to last… New moon up over King’s Hill… Still and still moving, still I’ve tried, to live kind, spend my love on you… Worried spirit, worried mind, strum the worried blues Didn’t know, couldn’t know, how deep to dig the well Hearts learn, or do not learn, to ring out like a bell… In the valley of the shadow’s chill… Still and still moving, still…. So good bye… to high crimes, the race the game the lie Don’t know, can’t know, what happens when we die But when we live, what we give, like thunder in the sky Linger’s long, never gone, an old-world lullaby… The cup that’s never empty filled… Still and still moving, still...
3.
AS BELOW, SO ABOVE Death did I say, well I meant uncoiled… There is no death just a change of worlds… I’m writing you this letter, cause the end is not the end… All fragile where the season’s turn… The captive mind just burns and burns… I wanna be there when your ashes, find a new home in the sky… Well you light my way, make straight my path All the way to heaven is heaven at last And the first and final word is love As below, so above When the frequencies are set to lies… The apocalypse will be televised… I’m whispering this love song, called be thou not afraid… I’ll think of you when the wood-smoke curls… On your long journey to the spirit world… With this farewell poem in the heart… of sailor’s where they sleep… Well you light my way, make straight my path All the way to heaven to heaven is at last… And the first and final word is love As below it’s so above
4.
HEART, WHEREVER In the false dawn of the morning, in the moon of popping trees I cut across the south field with the stalks cut to my knees I’ll just use the rain for my rain coat in the mist While i’m looking for the heart…. Wherever it exists… looking for the heart, wherever it exists A cardboard sign by the interstate, “hopeless” spelled in black She dressed her dreams up for a train but failed to bring them back Everyone wants heaven now but no one wants to die When you’re looking for the heart…. wherever you can find I was waiting on your message, I was waiting on your call I was waiting on someone, who could be my all in all We were waiting for the miracle of not asking for too much And we were looking for the heart, something we could touch I would have recognized your ghost shirt But my eyes got in the way It’s hard to teach this stone to talk dear When it’s got so much to say So time it grabs your throat and it throws you against the wall In such slow motion you don’t notice at all You wake up one sweet day thinking of everyone you miss While you been looking for the heart… wherever it still is
5.
Everywind 03:34
EVERYWIND Golden arrows in the sunlight… and the great lake a hungry ghost And we wake if we wake at all to the rumors of violence coast to coast I’m standing ‘neath the gallows… of 2017 And it occurs to the songbirds whose nests are in shambles to take heart in times like these… Some call her earth mother, some call her my girl The Night-Flying Woman who always knows My sister my daughter, the lady of the water Grandmother moon to the fox and the crow…. But her name was Everywind…. oh her name was Everywind… Seek the woods, protect the water…. the chop and carry days are through The hearts of the women have survived the manslaughter madness they’ve suffered through… New songs to sing their praises… new shelters from old storms… I believe in the strength of the softness that bears away burdens of new worlds being born… Some call her earth mother, some call her my girl The Night Flying Woman who always knows My sister my daughter, the lady of the water Grandmother Moon to the owl and the crow But her name was Everywind… oh her name was Everywind… Her name was Everywind, born on the trader’s road In nineteen and seven in unknown snows The islands of the Ojibwe, water wave and stone Her story was carved in the birchbark scrolls..
6.
THE LOST 40 (Some Dark Hollow) In the Lost 40 where they mis-drew the maps In the old growth forest that fell through the cracks Between the rich man’s greed, and the white man’s axe When it’s nine to the graveyard but eight coming back And peace like a river jumps its tracks And takes the last nickel from your nation’s sack Mercy and grace…. the haunted air is unlaced…. In some dark hollow……… I escape…. It takes a lifetime to build, and one day to destroy Your elections bought by poster boys Right sleight of hand, left hand decoy Where’s the thicket of dreams, to shield us from harm From the emperor’s fist and the law’s long arm In the Mother’s nest where the raven’s swarm Mercy, and grace…… the haunted air is unlaced…. In some dark hollow………… I escape Give me a moment of silence…… after a season of violence (2X) Give me a moment of silence… after a season
7.
STARRING THE NIGHT Well the dharma she rolls, over reeds where deep waters flow East to west like a heron in the dark where nobody sees It’s November again, a blue norther is coming in And I abandon my post in the moonlight, so I can go Starring the night…. Starring my dream state… Over barbed-wire fences that never tell the whole tale Oh hear our prayer…. Mend up the broken glare And deliver us from darkness as we go…. We go starring the night And God only knows… which seed dies and which grows And which planets pull the tides in the hearts of man I met a seer…. And Ojibwa with eyes so clear He said original mind is neither sacred or profane… On that long drive alone…. False dawn and the undertones I remember the rock wall in the garden by the meadow on my grandparents farm And i thought of my friends…. To the ends of the earth, to the ends! And how many moons have passed since we used to go… We’d go starring the night…. starring our best laid plans And we burned the horoscopes that sent us apart Oh hear our prayer…. Deliver us here from there… In the heart of the moment where love commands the day, we go starring the night And it’s poison control…. The politics of division grow And the greater good is tossed out on its ear And the future looks grim… our flagship in a tailspin And we look for a savior but the savior hides within And you come to me scared… and we shoot off emergency flares Can our love take the beating the winds of change must give And i say that it can… and i say that we must stand Like a snowflake in the fire and get ready for to go… We go starring the night…. Starring our best selves And the frost in the window is starring as itself Oh hear our prayer… sage burned and laid low And deliver us from darkness as we go…. We go starring the night
8.
STRANGER ANGELS I’m the next of kin to the wayward wind I’m goin… I can’t sing this dance, or dance this song I’m gone… Someplace where I won’t make the greedy richer… On the rock and birchbark shores of Old Minong… So gather everything you hold dear…. and practice giving it away… There’s another world but it’s in this world…. Stranger Angels know the way I’ve grown old in love, from seven til seven times seven The scorched-earth campaign, you marched across my heart Now i only live by silence, cunning, and exile Cause you never know just where the fighting starts Who built these playgrounds on our cemeteries? Who stuffed these broken mirrors into our hands? To whose voodoo economics are you in debt dear? Who said it was the clothes that make the man? So gather everything you hold dear… and practice giving it away There’s another world but it’s in this world…. Stranger Angels know the way… Wild mustangs starve in the hills outside Las Vegas And the West is burning like a Lake of Fire When the desert comes to swallow up our prairies You’ll wish you had not dared called god a liar… There’s another spirit on the water… there’s another hollow square they say There’s another world but it’s in this world… Stranger Angels lead the way
9.
The Field & The Pearl Four-score nightingales hear them sing Calling your name on the whistle-black plains It’s late in the evening in the early spring And I’m scared once again…. of every dream… There’s no such thing as safe and sound Most of what we lose, it can never be found Like a migrant camp at the edge of town We’re just one false step… from every edge Out in the field where you found the pearl At the stillest point, of the turning world For the love of night, please tell no lies to me Everybody’s talking but it’s still unknown, I’m underground trying to make heaven my home For the love of night, please stay so close to me….. so close to me… There’s nothing you can sell me that I want more Than to keep my vows to the old North Shore What we’ve done to the Mother shakes me to the core Where the clocks don’t sleep…. it’s later than you think.. As below it’s so above…. Spring brings everything back ‘cept the one’s we love Still the cosmos fits you like a glove You can have everything……………… but not tonight and it won’t be here…. You my love are a wonder behold The shadow brokers can’t break your flow I wouldn’t mistreat you for my weight in gold… And the dark is just another… thing the light can do…
10.
You Get Got 05:45
YOU GET GOT I’ll be damned but that barn…. it needs a new coat of paint…. I’m not saying you’re wrong, but I’m not saying you aint… The brush-pile needs burning… but i guess it can wait… You’d better get if you’re goin, cause it’s already late… go on if you’re going stead of making me wait I coulda swore it would rain… think i’ll go check the mail And Frank’s been drinking again… i think he thinks he’ll make bail… Well I told him the last time, he gave flowers store bought…. Sometimes you get love, and sometimes you get got Sometimes you get love, and sometimes you get got… My country’s showing it’s ass…. It gets worse every day Now the rich eat the poor… and for the privilege they pay They trampled the wounded, and they hurdle the lame They march up and down bullshit, mountain all day Oh it’s best not believe, even one word they say I feel crazy again…. This time it’s not going away… I keep thinkin of John… i wonder what he would say…. A lifetime of near misses… one continuous mistake… Then at just the right time, you watch everything change Not a minute too soon, you see everything change You spend your days and your night-times Not being what you’re not Sometimes you get love, sometimes you get got Sometimes you get love, and sometimes you get got Sometimes you get love…
11.
FALSE TRUE LOVER BLUES In the days of old in the days of gold, in the good old golden days I left from old Clay County with my head a forest blaze How to say and who could know just how much was to lose… In the darkness before morning and the false true lover blues I started out to mending all the holes from sky to sky But it takes a plan to make God laugh, a promise to make her cry You can dry your vale of tears with the scar tissue you choose Like a singing dust bowl with the false true lover blues Just what was it you’re missing that you’re so sure you were owed It’s quickly separated like a fool and his gold The better angels of our natures have some breaking news I’m afraid it doesn’t look good for the false true lover blues Now the mourning dove is practicing her songbook all the day If you want to practice being born than start without delay Everything we think we know comes up just shy of truth And you’re mumbling underneath your breath, the false true lover blues
12.
Star Nation 04:07

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released February 22, 2019

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David Huckfelt Minneapolis, Minnesota

“Room Enough, Time Enough”, the new record of folk songs, activism & Native Americana from David Huckfelt founding member The Pines. Twelve new songs from the borderlands of the Southwest & celebrating the Indigenous voices that Huckfelt has partnered with for a decade. “Room Enough" picks up where “Stranger Angels” left off, transporting the listener from the northwoods of MN to the AZ desert. ... more

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