Waxwing

by Pickering Pick

supported by
wonderdog
wonderdog thumbnail
wonderdog Anything PP does is wonderful. This is another remastering & well worth purchasing.
/
  • Digital Album
    Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

    You own this

     

1.
A short sign on a lancet A grey bird on a line Four wishes unanswered One ribbon of time Who knows what to squander? Who knows what to save? Who knows how to answer? When you’re lying in your grave A pearl left on a meadow A post left on a mile White tear on a widow Slight turn of a smile Who knows what to squander? Who knows what to save? Who knows how to answer? When you’re lying in your grave
2.
I once was gold And I retained all the words I was told I once was free But I sang glorious in my chains like the sea I once was fire In the shape of my wisdom and fear and lies I once was gone And bold in the face of the sun that I shone I once was lost Broad were the rivers that I crossed to arrive I once once was saved Though I lay many years in my grave
3.
Magus 03:02
Sewn to the season A cloth for the autumn And worn in your wisdom and rage Held for a moment It falls on her figure A turn for the reverent page Over and over she wades to the water And into the ocean she fades Time is a ribbon that twists in her fingers And binds to the plans that you made She is the river And she is the magus And I am afraid of the sign She has demanded A love so contagious That all I can do is decline Over and over I wade to the water And into the ocean I fade Time is a ribbon that curls round her body And curls round my body the same
4.
All I Had 02:03
5.
Suite For SW 03:14
(There are times I must confess) (I miss the loves I love the best) (Even though I make a mess) (Even though I do my best) (I have taken too much time) (I have moved to spite the line) (I have known the welcome arms) (I have known the little charms) I saw the night come down He was the blanket hard We looked around for light There was none to be found My friend is lost to me I could not help in time I think of him quite well There will be time to speak
6.
Waxwing 03:35
7.
Time 03:58
Oh, got a few years on you What you want me to do? Hey, never saw you today What you want me to say? What you want me to say? Time, why are you taking so long? Love, why are you proving me so wrong? There, you were there on my mind What you think you would find? Fair, you were young in my head Was it worse what I said? Was it worth what I said? Time, why are you taking so long? Love, why are you proving me so wrong?
8.
We fall and we wrestle and pray We save our excuses for a rainy day We stack them secure against approaching decay We say there’s something better than this I watched you moving like wine You were so far ahead, I was so far behind But I burned like an ember at the edge of your mind I said there’s nothing better than this
9.
Waltz 03:24
I would bring you wine And amber for your time I would sell this peace for your noise As if your mouth was mine And you would fall for me I would raise my arm and part the sea There are few things I would rather be Than openly free I refuse to dwell I’m weary as hell You have played your game and you have played it well I have nothing left to sell So I would bring you wine And amber for your time I would sell this peace for your noise As if your mouth was mine

about

I wrote and produced Waxwing very quickly from some ideas which had been spinning around in my head. Most of it, if I remember correctly, was recorded in the living room of my old house in California, over a couple of Saturday afternoons in August, with a single Oktava Soviet-era small-diaphragm condenser microphone. I was 26.

I wrote many of the guitar parts in various alternate tunings, which I hadn't really experimented with before this album. So this was the first time I really moved away from standard tuning, and it dropped my songwriting into a darker, more introspective furrow which I continue to plow.

The songs explore the emotional response to loss; surprise, grief, bereavement, and also adjustment and contemplation of the future. I have always liked the record, and I place it among the two or three albums I am most proud of. I hope you like this gently remastered version.

The album is dedicated to my friend Stewart W. Even though it has been many years, I still miss you. Peace brother xx

credits

released August 27, 2005

All songs written and produced by Sam Pickering Pick. Remastered by David @ FFG, UK. © Infinite Love. All rights reserved.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Pickering Pick California

contact / help

Contact Pickering Pick

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account