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Rating: Every now and then, these great music mafiosos (just one among many, all the same, depressed in the same way) pick one up and promote them, giving them hope as they watch the river and don't know what to think - we always watch the river when we don't know what to think. The city is full of these losers (sellers and buyers): the pubs, the 30-seat clubs, the deserted streets of 3000 - they sing "you are the deepest groove of my heart" like that Indian poet who hurt a lot, then ended up like poets always do and flushed herself down the toilet.
What pushed Virgin to promote Willy Mason only heaven knows, yet they were quick to flush the toilet and so not even the street wanted Willy. "Hey, buddy," he writes in the booklet, "I don't know what the hell you have in mind to buy my CD, but at this point, write to me so at least we get to know each other." Of the millions who have picked up a guitar and mixed Nick Drake and Woody Guthrie, Willy is one of the luckiest because many have written and "Where The Humans Eat" is a little gem. Even Radiohead noticed, always proving they have a keen eye, and took him with them on their last tour.
"I like to sleep,‘cause when I sleep I dream of places I would be if I weren’t here right now” Willy sings while I lean over the river two thousand kilometers from home (but what home then?), always the same river, the same side, the same expression every time, the same girl dressed as a lady playing the piano for a pound while I wonder what the fate of poets is, and what mine is.
When we started, we were the same age, and in the worst case, in ten years he'll find himself where I stopped tonight.
A delicate and perfect intersection between country and folk, between the melancholy of one's own land and a traveling spirit, "Where The Humans Eat" is one of the most beautiful albums of recent years, almost entirely based on the sound of an acoustic guitar. One of my albums, truly my own, and now I recommend it to you.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Where the Humans Eat (03:18)
why wont you listen when i speak,
why wont you listen when i stamp my feet,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me,
i have been workin, all f**king day,
you lie there sleeping, your life away,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me.
i just fed you and, your fat brother,
so why are you now still yelling at me,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me.
06 Hard Hand to Hold (04:16)
Look him in the eyes
There's no need to be scared
He's as powerless as you and me,
Though his face is well worn
And his clothes a bit torn
That don't mean that you shouldn't believe,
When he asks you your name
Says 'brother we're all here in the same game'
But you shrink back like he's a disease,
Yeah you shake and you moan
You say 'oh please take me home'
And the homeless all sing the reprise.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on.
Walking home again
There comes a battle with the wind
As it teases your previsions against shame,
Like all that wax in your hair
It becomes painfully clear
That as long as it's a fight, you'll never win,
And when you get to the door
You're still so busy fighting wars
That you can't look upon your lady as a friend,
You're trying so hard to be right
You miss the love in that first sight
And your lover feels alone once again.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on.
Entering the liquor store
You try your hardest to ignore
That street sleeper on your left there all alone,
And the young man on your right
With unchained souls and love of night
You look so scared they laugh and wonder if your stoned,
But somewheredeep inside
They feel the pain they've learned to hide
Because that same fear has brought much trouble on their homes,
And they know you won't feel safe
Until that cop car wins its race
And another life is driven off its road.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on
11 So Long (02:49)
I wrote to you last night
Because I couldn’t sleep.
My conscience felt the paradox
Of law between the sheets.
When I woke up this morning
I knew I had a song to sing
But I’m too scared to sing it now
There’s no time for daydreams.
I camped out on the floor
Of a university.
I saw kids running so, so fast
That they could barely see.
Bars across my window
For a mild safety.
Is this really where,
Where I want to be?
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’ on.
Dirty, dirty feet
From the concert in the grass.
I wanted to believe
that freedom there could last.
Sixteen eyes now watch me
For the choice I’m bound to make.
Their doubts threatens to draw me
From the path I’m bound to take.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’ on.
Do you remember when we were young?
And we could name all the things we ran from?
What are your shadows hiding now?
When anxiety’s a nightmare,
Which hero is gonna come around?
Well, I’ll come around
If you’ll come around.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
Movin’ on.
Movin’ on
12 Oxygen (04:57)
* I wanna be better than oxygen
So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin
For all the children who think that they've got a disease
I wanna be cooler than t.v.
For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be
We can be stronger than bombs
If you're singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry
As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
We can speak louder than ignorance
Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.
** On and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew.
I wanna see through all the lies of society
To the reality, happiness is at stake
I wanna hold up my head with dignity
Proud of a life where to give means more than to take
I wan't to live beyond the modern mentality
Where paper is all that you're really taught to create
Do you remember the forgotten America?
Justice, equality, freedom to every race?
Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy
Make up and hair to the truth behind every face
That look around to all the people you see,
How many of them are happy and free?
I know it sounds like a dream
But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night
I know it's hard to believe
But it's easy to see that something here isn't right
I know the future looks dark
But it's there that the kids of today must carry the light.
[Repeat **]
If i'm afraid to catch a dream
I weave your baskets and i'll float them down the river stream
Each one i weave with words i speak to carry love to your relief.
[Repeat * , **]
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