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Barn (pre​-​mastered)

from home recordings (2012) by Max García Conover

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Sunday Sessions: "Barn" (pre-mastered)
Available from January 2- January 8

I'm a day late! Sorry about that. My Sunday was spent listening to audiobooks on the 11-hour drive from the far west corner of New York back to Maine. As soon as we arrived in Portland we ran over to One Longfellow Square to catch Ellis Paul's annual 1/1 concert, which was a great time.

This week's Sunday Session is the pre-mastered version of the first track from my new EP, Birches Lo. I'll be releasing that EP on Friday, February 10 at Mayo Street Arts. My good friend (and I don't mean that in like a "let me bring my good friend up on stage" kinda way--she's literally my good friend) Sammie Francis will be opening up. You can check out some of her tunes here: sammiefrancis.bandcamp.com/album/the-bowdoin-years

Happy 2012,

Max

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lyrics

Barn

You don’t have to be
plucking old machines barefoot
tapping splintered planks
and spitting through smoke rings

Must be a hundred feet
above this chair the sheet metal roof
the coughing bats
a’hanging like dead leaves

This barn she’s
about to fall your family history is
rotting in her stalls
you don’t have to be

--
Barn swallow in the hollow wind shake
these alabaster days
carve lines on your face
how many ways can you say okay
--

And fell the trees
laying living trunks amongst her beams
to keep her keeping you
to keep her off her knees

To Ellery
moving two towns east this barn
rolled down the street
summer 1963

Your granddaddy
sitting in this chair barefoot
wheezing through his teeth
and cranking old machines

--
Barn
swallow in the hollow wind shake
these alabaster days
carve lines on your face
how many ways can you say okay
how many ways can you wait, can you wait
--

Now wavering
the trees have died inside
and she leans against the storms
as her body whines and creaks

You don’t have to be
dug into this ground tapping
only to the sound of your own dying
you don’t have to be

Capo 2
Tuning: C – G# - C – E – C – E
Key: D

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from home recordings (2012), released December 3, 2011

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