Love Of Too Much Living (2014)

by The Magic Lantern

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"Thoughtful, soulful songwriting. A man to watch"
- The Guardian

"Very, very special"
- Lauren Laverne, BBC Radio 6 Music

"An exciting new talent"
- Mark Radcliffe, BBC Radio 2

"Bitter sweet, beautiful music"
- Verity Sharp, BBC Radio 3 Late Junction

Liner notes:

We are each of us in a process of becoming, with all that that entails however painful or uncertain. Leaving aside the seemingly paradoxical alternative of quantum mechanics, for the most part we cannot be in two places at the same time. And so coming to terms with what we’ve left behind becomes the essential act in understanding why we are where we are and in trying to chart our future course.

So far, so obvious. But these are fast moving times and in our near perpetual interaction, picking out what is significant is a struggle historians of the future will burden them- selves trying to understand. That is to say, only as the light of a particular period begins to fade can we start to unravel any of its broader significance. In the meantime, all we can do is our best, knowing that tomorrow hindsight will judge what we did today.

Love, loss and doubt remain human constants and however attractive the digital perception of ourselves as fun-loving, empowered consumers may be, it can’t shake the very analogue reality of blood and bone human beings, our search for acceptance and a meaningful frame of reference. ‘Content is king!’ they say, well good for them – but in the hailstorm of information, creating and recreating oneself is just as difficult as it’s always been.

When I was a kid, my dad used to tell me a poem, always the same one. It seemed impossibly mysterious as a child, but as I grew up it took on real significance and whenever the world threatened to close in, the words would come to me. When I left home, ten years ago now, the poem came with me and its been with me ever since along the sometimes bumpy journey of growing up and becoming a man. I discovered some years ago that it was in fact one approximately remembered stanza of a much longer poem called ‘The Gardens of Proserpine’ by Algernon Charles Swinburne.

As a whole the poem is beautiful, telling the story of Persephone and her garden of ever flowering poppies, but for me the stanza as I learnt it from my dad remains elemental:

From love of too much living
From hope and fear set free
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no man lives forever

That dead men rise up never
And even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.

Deep love and thanks to my family, friends and fellow musicians for all your support over the last few years. Special thanks to Max Jones who gave me the confidence to make this record and whose dedication to living life beautifully is a constant inspiration.

This album is dedicated to Alice Bayer, mit Liebe, and to Richard Church, out there somewhere, guitar in hand, showing us how its done.

Here’s to what we’ll become.

– Jamie Doe, Autumn 2014

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released September 29, 2014

All tracks written and performed by Jamie Doe
Produced by Max Jones & Jamie Doe
All tracks recorded by Dean McCarthy except 2 & 3 recorded by Ben Capp.
All tracks mixed and mastered by Dean McCarthy
Design, typesetting and photography by Ollie Hammick

www.the-magic-lantern.co.uk
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The Magic Lantern is the musical moniker of Jamie Doe. With an immediately arresting voice that has been compared to Chet Baker and Jeff Buckley and a unique guitar style that takes elements of folk fingerpicking, Flamenco and West African music. He is currently recording the third Magic Lantern album 'To The Islands' due for release in Autumn 2017. ... more

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Track Name: Harvest Moon
Harvest Moon

If a heart breaks all alone,
Does it make a sound?
And would anybody listen,
If it was booming all around?
Like the last tree crashing down,
From a forest once renowned,
We can see, but can’t hear ourselves falling,
We can see, but can’t hear ourselves falling babe.

We circle ’round each other,
Like atoms spin through space.
We’re solitary creatures,
Who crave a warm embrace.
And we all need to be looked after,
And to feel the balm of laughter.
But in crowds I feel lonelier than ever,
But in crowds I feel lonelier than ever babe.

Please stay a while and hold me,
Forget what’s been and gone. It’s from the death of innocence,
That true love can be born.
And if not now then someday soon,
Beneath a harvest moon,
We’ll lie and love again like old lovers do,
We’ll lie and love again like old lovers do.

We’ll lie and love again
We’ll lie and love again
We’ll lie and we’ll love again.
Track Name: No One's Fault
No One's Fault

Dry your eyes,
I’m sorry.
The sun still shines,
Don’t worry.

Stop your sobs,
And take a breath.
There’s nowhere to go,
When there’s nothing left.

So we’ll pack it all up,
And we’ll move it all out,
And take whatever you need.
It’s no one’s fault but ours you know
It’s no one’s fault but ours you know
And for that, my heart bleeds

I’ll wash my face,
And start again,
A new day can’t break,
’Till the old one ends.
Track Name: Air At The Top
Air At The Top

We’re running ourselves into the ground, But getting nowhere fast.
We’re only here,
For another few years,
Before we disappear...

So, why can’t we all get along,
As simple as that sounds?
You see, I do believe,
That we’ve all been deceived,
That only the air at the top’s fit to breath.

And I’m tired of competing,
Forget who we’re supposed to be beating.
And when victory’s so pyrrhic,
And the moment’s so fleeting,
It really makes no sense at all.

So, why do we see the steps to the top,
As those whom we push down?
Oh I know that you’ll say,
Human nature’s that way,
And the view from up there will be worth it someday.

But aren’t you tired of struggling?
We spend too much time huddling,
From some storm or other,
Or a fight with each other,
It’s lonesome and boring to boot.

I believe that we could be better.
I believe that we could be friends.
I believe we should keep on believing,
That the story’s not over ’till it ends.
I believe that eventually we’ll succeed,
In being what we could be,
And not what we are.
Track Name: Stitches
Stitches

We’re all a stitch,
Cut from the same thread.
The thread weaves back through time,
An umbilical line,
From a fireside 400, 000 years ago,
To all those who’ll be born tomorrow.
And the needle’s eye’s no coincidence,
And each stitch is blind to its consequence.

Don’t let the fire go out,
Don’t let the fire go out,
Let it burn!

We’re all a square of earth,
Fertile with dreams and desires.
And to dust we’ll all return,
It’s a hard lesson to learn,
That youth can’t conceive of its’ ending,
Until the back like the branch starts bending.
Then a weariness falls without a sound,
And if heaven exists it’s in the ground.

So stick your hands deep in the soil,
The earthworm’s a marvel of industry and toil,
Feel the earth!

We’re all pure energy,
That can’t be created or destroyed.
We just change from form to form,
An electrical storm,
That crackles with all the events of our lives,
And from birth to death a spark survives,
So soon enough we’ll meet the ground as lightening,
To fire another day as it’s brightening.

You did your best right to the end,
Turned the machines off and let the breath expend,
And that was love.
Track Name: 28 Years Old
At 28 years old, I don’t care much for money,
My only care is the time that I share,
With those that I love and who love me.
You get what you give so I give what I can,
And I’m trying to be a more generous man.
So come my friends and brothers,
And please heed the call!

I’ve grown since I’ve left home,
In some ways worse some better.
I talk too much and don’t listen enough,
And I never reply to your letters.
We should live to dream and not dream to live,
So come my friends and brothers,
And please heed the call!

If you don’t know the words,
Then just hum the tune,
The troubles you’re in,
Will be over soon,
So come my friends and brothers,
And please heed the call!

I make no special claim, to speak on behalf of others,
I just try my best to meet each new test,
And be there for my brothers.
You won’t change the world,
If you don’t have the heart,
But saying I love you’s,
A pretty good start.
So come my friends and brothers
And please heed the call!

If you don’t know the words,
Then just hum the tune,
The troubles you’re in,
Will be over soon,
So come my friends and brothers,
And please heed the call!
Track Name: Different Paths
Different Paths

We’re growing apart friends,
Each of us taking different paths,
And though our paths may cross,
We’ll never find what we have lost.

Time’s tracing its’ lines love, onto your face,
Like a beautiful portrait shaded in haste,
And though we don’t go out,
And though we don’t go out,
We have fun inside.

Oh yesterday’s gone before you said goodbye.
Oh yesterday’s gone before you know it,
You can’t try to slow it,
It’s over, it’s over,
It’s gone.

The sun’s going down now, so think what you’ve done,
’Cos you can’t get the day back now evening’s come.
And in the shadows you look sad,
’Cos you’ll never have quite what you had.

But all is not lost babe, we sleep a third of our lives,
And on the silk road of sweet dreams the past comes alive.
Where all that’s been will be,
And all we’ve loved we’ll love,
All over again.

Oh yesterday’s gone before you said goodbye.
Oh yesterday’s gone before you know it,
You can’t try to slow it,
It’s over, it’s over,
It’s gone.
Track Name: Winter
Winter’s cold is coming,
Lonely people stay indoors,
Huddled ’round their heaters,
Huddled ’round their heaters,
Like sailors missing shore.

We’re confronted every morning,
Of still waiting to grow up,
All your questions will be answered,
Your questions will be answered in time.

So put on all your jumpers,
And scream around the house.
And let it out...

The day’s the same as always,
But now it’s growing dark,
And nobody comes calling,
Nobody comes calling anymore.

If you’ve got no one to hold,
You can hold onto me,
You can hold onto me,
We’ll warm ourselves.

Where’s my lover?
And when’s my time?

In heaven we’ll find old friends,
We might laugh and make amends,
We might laugh and make amends,
Enjoy ourselves.

Where’s my lover?
And when’s my time?
Track Name: Scant Peace Of Mind
Scant Peace Of Mind

She had a warm heart,
Did my baby.

When fruit weighed down the tree,
Sun bursting through their skins,
It was golden, golden, golden,
With laughter on the breeze,
Oh then she had a warm heart,
Did my baby.

Time! Oh time!
She offers scant peace of mind.

But then a chill clung to the air,
Leaves like russet-coloured rain,
Fell red and hazel-brown,
With a harsh wind whipping round,
Oh then she had a hard heart,
Did my baby.

Time! Oh time!
She offers scant peace of mind.

But then each branch lay stripped and bare,
Exposed and raw and real,
It was black and white and blue,
And those lonely nights froze clear,
Oh then she had a cold heart,
Did my baby

Time! Oh time!
She offers scant peace of mind.

But one dawn the tree awoke,
Sun bursting with fresh life,
And all shone green and green and green,
Like we all had heard the joke,
Oh then she had new heart,
Did my baby.

Time! Oh time!
She offers scant peace of mind.
Track Name: Hercules
Hercules

Don’t try so hard,
Stay perfectly still,
You’re falling to the earth.
Nobody knows that I love you,
No, nobody knows that I love you.

Don’t say a word,
Turn off all the lights,
And come to bed Hercules.
Nobody knows that I love you,
No, nobody knows that I love you.

The mornings are cold,
Put the coffee on.
We’ll drown our fears in the bath,
Where no one will know how I loved you,
Where no one will know how I loved you.

Before you go,
Let me cast one more gaze,
You know they’ll carve you out of stone.
Then no one will know that I loved you.
Then no one will know that I loved you.
No, nobody knows that I loved you,
No, nobody knows that I loved you.