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    For supporters and buyers it includes: exclusive 11 digital bonus tracks with "After Midnight" poem readings by Rachel Weisz, Helena Hansen, Gretchen Parlato, Alice Bierhorst, Terry Martin, Kate Hudson, Francisca Guedes de Oliveira, Judith Enck, Sue Collins, Rebecca Martin and Amy Correia.
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Just when you think no one’s looking All the eyes are focused on What it was I meant to say In the meaning of a song What if all I meant to do Was to clear an open space In between the page and ink There was only you I may see a gold rush You may see a black cloud What it is that I see Isn’t what you see at all What if all I meant to do Was to clear an open space In between the page and ink There was only you Let this be learning That we’re all allowed To take what we need And to give what is needed We will speak of daybreak We will speak of night fall I will speak of slowness To be sure we see it all All it was I meant to do Was to clear an open space In between the page and ink There was only you
In the quiet afternoon All alone in her room All summer long she’d refrain Nothing lost, nothing gained There, tried and true To a fault, much ado It won’t be long Until he comes Being gone for a time Being gone’s been sublime They’ll see it through For he is her muse She is his, too Just in the nick of time.
They used to tell me I was building a dream, And so I followed the mob, When there was earth to plow, or guns to bear, I was always there right on the job They used to tell me I was building a dream, With peace and glory ahead, Why should I be standing in line, Just waiting for bread? Once I built a railroad, I made it run, I made it race against time. Once I built a railroad; now it’s done. Brother, can you spare a dime? Once I built a tower, up to the sun, Of brick, and mortar, and lime; Once I built a tower; now it’s done. Brother, can you spare a dime? Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell, Full of that Yankee-Doodly-dum, Half a million boots went slogging through Hell, And I was the kid with the drum! Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; It was Al all the time. Say don’t you remember, I was your pal? Brother, can you spare a dime?
Skeeters are a hummin’ on the honeysuckle vine Sleep Kentucky babe Sandman is a comin’ to this little babe of mine Sleep Kentucky babe The silvery moon is shining in the heavens up above Bobolink is pining for his little lady love You are mighty lucky Babe of old Kentucky Close your eyes and sleep Fly away Kentucky babe Fly away to rest Lay your little pearly head On your mama’s breast Close your eyes in sleep Daddy’s in the canebreak with his little dog and gun Sleep Kentucky babe A possum for your breakfast when your sleeping time is done Sleep Kentucky babe The boogeyman will catch you sure unless you close your eyes Waiting just outside the door to take you by surprise Best be keeping shady Little sleepy lady Close your eyes and sleep
After midnight in a bungalow There’s a countdown To when he’s leaving those Comrades on the ground Hardened faces painted green and gold All that’s missing if the truth be told Is the will to fight once more Every thought was of his wife and kids In an order they would tear apart what once was sound Family parts leave orphan’s without homes Back on the ground there were parades Promises and accolades Every night he’s with his wife and kids At home the hero’s having nightmares of all he’s done
Portrait 04:20
I’ve seen all kinds of pictures Most of the beauties of the world From places I’ve traveled I still recall This quaint melody as I thrill Painting my own pictures in tones I’ve painted all mother earth Both flowers that brave the mourn Tones color the light she’s bourne I’ve tried to paint her beauty From radiant skies to deep blue seas The sky as she changes her glamour Dawns pale blue sunsets amber The wind and the vein The lull on the plains Leaves on the ground Mountains grey brown Tipped with a dash of glowing white snow
When all of the house lights are taken down And all of the people there That traveled for hundreds of miles around To hear their songs fill the air Their beauty, the quiet and heaviness The shadows they recall Don’t mean a thing at all A song would begin with a feeling That’s had when the melody came The words are assembled then written Its meaning is somewhat relayed On tip toes and reeling through misty eyes The writing’s on the wall Don’t mean a thing at all Before the night gets underway Your mind could change What once was true that very day Is now not the same And there’s no way she could know You couldn’t tell her so The only way to live it was by Giving it a go No doubt there’ll be something for everyone When turning every stone She can’t leave well enough alone
Oh Lord, why did you send the darkness to me? Are the shadows forever to be Where’s the light I’m longing to see? Oh love, once we met by the old willow tree Now you’ve gone and left nothing to me Nothing but a sweet memory Willow weep for me Bend your branches green Along the stream that runs to sea Listen to my plea Listen willow and weep for me Gone my lover’s dream Lovely summer dream Gone and left me here To weep my tears into the stream Sad as I can be Hear me willow and weep for me Whisper to the wind And say that loved has sinned To leave my heart a breaking And making a moan Murmur to the night To hide her starry light So none will find me sighing And crying all alone Weeping willow tree Weep in sympathy Bend your branches down Along the ground and cover me When the shadows fall Bend willow and weep for me
There’s not a question she won’t ask forlorn Though none of the answers she’s bargained for All day long A time for fodder Then a day to seize She does what she wants to She’ll do as she pleases All day long she wrote Until her hands were tired There’s nothing she wouldn’t do or say Her minds made up In the meadow for sounding That’s how it used to be Their beauty was blinding As far as the eye could see All day long she wrote Though her hands were tied There’s nothing she wouldn’t do or say Her minds made up As for the melody Its shape is her guide To trust in it is everything The waitings for the wise Her minds made up
Lush Life 03:37
I used to visit all the very gay places Those come-what-may places Where one relaxes on the axis Of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distingué traces That used to be there You could see where They'd been washed away By too many through the day Twelve o'clock tales Then you came along With your siren song To tempt me to madness I thought for awhile That your poignant smile Was tinged with the sadness Of a great love for me Ah, yes, I was wrong Again, I was wrong Life is lonely again And only last year everything seemed so sure Now life is awful again A troughful of hearts could only be a bore A week in Paris could ease the bite of it All I care is to smile in spite of it I'll forget you I will While yet you are still Burning inside my brain Romance is mush Stifling those who strive I'll live a lush life In some small dive And there I'll be While I rot with the rest Of those whose lives are lonely, too.
Joey 05:16
Joey where did you Learn to turn your face into a sunny morning? Bulb with yellow petals round it Did they tell you I was there collecting bottles Trying to drink my way up through the rain beside you Joey The joy on your face Got replaced with something dark and unfamiliar The flower’s now a nomad Who’s out on the street Picking through a garbage can and I’ve been wondering How can I be bad when you’re bad? Joey Joey when did you Learn to turn your eyes into those Dim twin half moons I don’t know how you see through them Did you know that yesterday I idolized you So then tell me how tonight could I despise you? Joey Are you in there?




released January 28, 2022

Pedro Guedes: Conductor and Arrangements
Rebecca Martin: Voice, Guitar, Lyrics and Compositions
Larry Grenadier: Bass and Composition

Woodwinds: João Pedro Brandão, João Guimarães, Mário Santos, José Pedro Coelho, Rui Teixeira
Trumpets & Flugelhorns: Luís Macedo, Javier Pereiro, Pedro Jerónimo, Ricardo Formoso
Trombones: Daniel Dias, Paulo Perfeito, Andreia Santos, Gonçalo Dias
Guitar: André Fernandes
Piano and Arrangements: Carlos Azevedo
Drums: Marcos Cavaleiro

Recorded at CARA/OJM, Matosinhos, Portugal, January 20-22, 2020
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mário Barreiros
Assistant engineer: Nuno Couto

Cover photo: The interior of Hanover Mountain House thanks to the Town of Olive, NY Archives;
Booklet photos: Images taken during the recording session by Alexandra Côrte-Real
Design: Dobra

In memory of Guilherme Pinto (1959-2017)


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Orquestra Jazz de Matosinhos Portugal

OJM, is a non-profit organization whose main goal is to promote creation, research, education and public awareness in the area of Jazz. Founded in 1999 with the support of the Matosinhos City Council, today OJM plays the role of a National Jazz Orchestra. Combining international ambition with local community responsibility, OJM considers itself a pioneer in a largely unexplored territory. ... more

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