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No Such Place (Double)
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Another of the old demos from 2005. I had this 'reversed' guitar track lying around from 'letters' which is a more standard, guitar driven 'song'. the vocals are recorded through a computer microphone so I'm just about as emotive as a pumpkin. Its a
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Ernst Hayim aka "Dilettante" and "Would you Please Stop Talking?" is a song-writer who invests considerable energy in layered lyricism. A rhythmic self-taught g
Ernst Hayim aka "Dilettante" and "Would you Please Stop Talking?" is a song-writer who invests considerable energy in layered lyricism. A rhythmic self-taught guitar player, Ernst also plays the harmonica, keyboards and Appalachian dulcimer. Ernst is also a writer and a teacher. He happens to have graduate degrees in Evolutionary Biology, Genetics, and Economics (in progress).
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Podcasts • Poetry
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#3,497 today Peak #34
#569 in subgenre Peak #7
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Would you please stop talking?
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Ernst Hayim
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August 20, 2007
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MP3 4.1 MB • 320 kbps • 4:30
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Another of the old demos from 2005. I had this "reversed" guitar track lying around from "letters" which is a more standard, guitar driven "song". Strangely, the reverse track sounded more organic than the real one. the vocals are recorded through a computer microphone so I'm just about as emotive as a pumpkin. The track itself, I think, is just about ok. Its a little grandiose and I think I've done better since then.
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In the afternoon sun dunes turn into oases Fools turn into kings, gods into demons...the dead come to life...and the living turn into the dead And in the madness You'd be forgiven for thinking a child was the enemy they say The enemy is the enemy is the enemy Among the teeming masses, there's no shortage of heroes A man kills himself taking a few others with him, he's suddenly a martyr His life has found meaning, its now worth living its too bad there's nobody left to live it I sent her off in a box yesterday 8 by 5, wrapped in stars and lopsided stripes nineteen years old...too young to buy a drink at the bar...old enough to die divided we fall, united we fall I guess life's lessons only go so far After the dust has settled When the nightmares have faded The children will play, without fear Under skies blue. There will be no shadows Or Pride, or fools, or violence Just a starry night, and me, and you I'm sorry sweetheart I never was much good at fooling anyone We both know there is no such place
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