Six String Delirium

by Leon Hash

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1.
Bated Breath 04:07
Does your wish that you wish you done drive yourself mad? Does your push that you push to shove wonder what you could of had? Do you hear your sharpened tongue? Your pregnant with doubt Clean your ears, bang your drum and laugh about it, yeah Does it make you kill your tone, or bite your pitch? Does it make you feel alone, with no one to miss? Is it bliss? Or bated breath Blew your chance now you’re feeling blue Ain’t such a drag? Stressed is your mind, yeah mind your stress at what you could have had To give it a rest is slim to none, you barely hang on Clean your ears, sing my song and laugh about it, yeah Does it make you kill your tone, or bite your pitch? Does it make you feel alone, with no one to miss? Is it bliss? Or bated breath We could live without it and sing the same old song We could live without it, now give it all night long We could live without it, in and out and in We could live without it, in and out and in and out and in
2.
I Want You 01:48
I want you I want you I want you so bad it’s driving me mad There’s something special about you I want you I want you I want you so bad it’s driving me mad Or I must have been pulling my teeth I got to find my way And girl I can’t do it without you I want to find my way And girl I can’t do it without you I want you I want you I want you so bad it’s driving me mad Or I must have been pulling my teeth I got to find my way And girl I can’t do it without you I’ve got to find my way And girl I can’t do it without you Oh no
3.
Stack shot Billy in the back of the head Stack made sure Billy Lyons was dead .45 in Stack's right hand Sent him away to the promised land Stack shot Billy .45 Stack shot Billy Stack shot Billy and Billy laid down and died Stack Lee had himself an evil brain Loved his gun and his sweet cocaine Stack got quiet when the shadows fell Knew soon enough that he'd burn in hell Stack shot Billy .45 Stack shot Billy Stack shot Billy and Billy laid down and died
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In a sea of impulses we won't be left unknown From the same material you and I were woven As mysterious minds will never grasp the notion Drop the hatchet or hit the hay Omit the pressure and head the way back home And you don't wanna let it go We got a hold but we don't wanna let it go Shuffle you all the right cards, with your decks of smokes and your cheap cigars Let the good times and roll and we ain't gonna let it go Back on the no worry routine The sun, it keeps shining or so it seems Seasons pass much faster than we see So make it last if you know what I mean Hit the bars and take the tests and breathe adventure exhale the stress away And you sure wanna let that go We’ve got a hold and we don't wanna let it go Shuffle you all the right cards, with your decks of smokes and your cheap cigars Let the good times and roll and we ain't gonna let it go Take a leap through time, take a heap through rhyme wherever good notes may roam Break it down, feel the beat Dancing out in the street On the borderline of you and me Well at least we got a hold and we ain't gonna let it go We’ve got a hold but we don't wanna let it go
6.
My mind is like an earthquake Tremors, they shake my perception I find that when I wake, that's when I feel great but then it's gone All is wound, cause I can't find my stable mind My mind is like an earthquake Tremors, they shake my perception We gonna let it down this time around We gonna let it down, this time We gonna let it down Don't ask me where I was Lost memory, senses clogged All is wound, cause I find my stable ground My mind is like earthquake, Tremors, they shake my perception We gonna let it down this time around We gonna let it down, this time We gonna let it down Gotta find my motive to keep on, Songs that are healing, I'm feeling, Songs that are healing, I'm listening Songs that are healing I've got my mind I'm just a poor boy with holes in my brain It's good enough for me if I can just be and strum my guitar For those who believe, let's get together and sing And find out who we are Now it behinds on how I feel Cause there ain't no telling I confess and in the autumn of my madness I play that lonesome song I guess it's all I can do Not enough to me All is wound cause I can't find my stable mind 'cause my mind is like an earthquake
7.
Superstore, Mom is finding her next book, Sister on her looks, brother at Bait & Hook I’m sittin’ here with a TV and a chair many of my fairy tales from Disney No, I won’t die from boredom In my Superstore Oblivion Castle fears and the forest fairy tales Far, far from the village square’s busy streets Hey family, you’re gonna have to let me be They are singing melody just for me With the wolves howlin’ at the moon let the beauty find her beast The beast is pretty bad ass dude when ya think about, when ya think about it And that Belle has that magic spell, if ya believe in it, believe in it, believe in it, That Gaston no testicles, if you ask me, ask me, I’m sure it’s true, tell your friends Mrs. Potts and her lungs of steel still stealin’ me, stealin’ me, away
8.
there are two leopards in his head hear now what they have said they are roaring of the bloodshed what are the motives that they have he tried to be sane he only wanted people to remember his name just to get a bit of taste of fame but in the end he lost the game but why shake off pain this way? the bodies now lie in graves can we erase this from the blackboard? can we return to as it was before? he tried to be sane he only wanted people to remember his name He tried to be brave but in the end he lost the game to the left brother lie on the floor to the right madman come back for more he is star-fucked galore he thought he could even the score he tried to be sane he only wanted people to remember his name just to get a bit of taste of fame but my god what a price to pay
9.
How Ya Doin 04:33
Hey how ya doin? How’s the city? How’s your life? I say, how’s the painting? How’s your husband? How’s his wife? Oh and I wait for the portrait with you still in my mind somehow Yeah but those days they’re all gone now, And I hope you’re doing just fine Hey how ya doin? How’s the city? How’s your life? I say, how’s the painting? How’s your husband? How’s his wife? Oh and I wait for the portrait, the one where I’m still on your mind Yeah but those days, they’re all gone now I hope you’re doing real fine Yeah I’m hope you’re doing, just fine You don’t walk behind me, you know I won’t lead, You don’t walk in front of me, you know I won’t follow, But somewhere out there, in the vast oblivion, you walk beside me, as friends
10.
¡Vamos! 03:57 video
I went upstate one time wearing winter coats with the lady of mine, oh yeah Yeah it was just fine I say hey hunny, this is fun and all, but what about beer, what about limes, oh yeah Can’t get drunk off water As I laid down for sleep last night, I dreamed of warmth and bright sunshine ¡Vamos! ¡Puerto Rico! Well we made our way down south to ‘Juan, to a setting sun where we belong, oh yeah Pinch me I’m still dreamin’ Sacred rose, piercing eyes, with a tight skirt and tight ties oh yeah And she’s all mine Now life is short but sweet for certain Null a dull moment, no we never hurtin’ now ¡Vamos! ¡Puerto Rico!
11.
Lesions 01:23
Don’t let your lesions bring you down Don’t let your smile turn to frown Don’t let your weakness turn you ‘round As it resides upon the hands that bring you down Curated sounds Singing for miles and miles C'mon crack a smile about it
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In Manhattan apartment, guitar stowed away I lay here, torn, thinking about better days I never paid much mind to politics But I ain't gonna put up with a communist animal Feel our fear fear our freedom Enter love Exit hate As they look at us up from above I wonder what they’re thinking, what we’re made of We silence our science, facts aren't facts, right? Like the animals, who can’t defend from the dictate Rich drink cocktails over a poison ocean Humanity never had a chance anyway I missed the golden years from from well before my time I was born too late and now I won't grow old ...thanks to you Sealed our fate Ya sign your bills With Intent to kill Pollution In every which way Breathe in and hope you breathe out Feel our fear fear our freedom How long we endure? How long will I breathe?
14.
I seem to be moving on Where I seem to feel I belong And I can't forget gonna miss my home Where I daze in sweet wonder It moves mountains for me Well ain't it nice? But sometimes if I think things through Well I don't know I aim for the northern lights and I aim for city nightlife dancing to the beat of the urban show There's a lot to feel Many changes to see Well don't it awe? Now things I’d like to escape The worst, don't recall It must be those memories Keep the best in me It’s hard to think That I'd leave all it behind What would I be? Well sometimes if I think things through It just blows my mind Replacing the inner self Or could it just be a twist in fate Son of mother earth Her and his home turf The hills that gave birth to me, for me to leave, say goodbye Leave my friends, and start anew start anew But sometimes if I think things through I wonder why This is to be my dream Well it's something you gotta try
15.
New York 03:35
Well, I’ve gone a huntin and I’ll tell you what I found Nothing to catch here nothing around Grippin a life oh grippin a life oh grippin a life With a gun in your hand How can you stare into those dead eyes, oh why why why I’ll never understand Well, I’m out of money and out of work Pack up my things and head for New York Big city life oh big city life oh big city life Is a crazy life to live Nothing in life is ever free free free So get up off of your knees
16.
The Breeze 02:10
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Holiday 02:55
Boredom carries me, jiggle loose teeth In a restless body, I'm going nowhere fast Won't you escape with me? We’ll cover new ground, night after day and night Holiday… And you carry the ace of spades Let’s get lost, on holiday Holiday we’re lost at sea Lilac butterfly Tell me you are mine Traverse the skies Travel until we die Now I don’t know for sure But I think you might be my cure, yeah Start a holiday With a cup of coffee The road winding Going nowhere fast You escape with me We’ll cover new ground, night after day and night Holiday… And we carry the ace of spades Let’s get lost, on holiday No need for bags, on holiday Just you and I, on holiday Holiday I wrap you around my heart
18.
Wasted Time 04:00
Ya think the day upon ya But ya drink the night away It's hard to find a state of mind that keeps the booze astray Well your main concern is killing ya But ya ain't confirmed it yet Confused now and you wonder how it'll better you better you bet As a choke on the smoke with a toke to the face and your so spaced out but there's not enough space With your perilous dreams that stream through your mind Well ya still choose to booze, but ya refuse the signs Well it's all just a wasted time Ya present the tension in ya But ya fake the aches at stake To depend the dare, to pretend to care Whatever your will may wake There's an angel that sings within ya But there's a devil that grins the gin Just drink the liquor to think your quicker at billowing out your sins Just like the waves on the beach caress your skin You try to snide the tide but it's still coming in Unify the body and mind as you snake your way through the grapevine Well it's all just a waste of time It's true not quite like you It's blue not quite in tune There's a weight hanging over me What it is can't hardly see There's a voice that screams inside of me It says I gotta a new song I got a new song, now it's not very long But I wrote it for you So please now, don't be blue
19.
Well here we are… we are free It has come the time… to marry
20.
I went out to the desert and got lost Believing I knew my way A mirage I see, she comes to me How grateful I’ve become No one will know Locked up in a mystery We share our hearts, secret thoughts Build the lock around the key Harvest these feelings She taught me restraint Hear when I speak How grateful I’ve become No one will know Yeah I lookup to the morning, and another day See that familiar face, in a new kind of way Voyage with me, into infinity Worry left at home We gotta keep our click clicking before it clicks away Like mold around the clay No one will know Apple of my eye, the turtle of the sea We effortlessly align our cosmology I’ll show you that of which you’re blind Will you show me your know, if you don’t mind? She built me a bridge over a lonesome sea How grateful I’ve become No one will know No one will know How grateful I've become

about

20 songs. 70 minutes. 10 months in the studio. 18 years of songwriting. 1 album to rule them all.

This is the most ambitious album ever from Leon Hash. The idea was to catch up on old material and finally get it all released. This amounts to a gratifying collection of some of his finest songwriting. Immense attention was put into production quality, effects, and guitar virtuoso. It continues with Leon Hash's predominant genre of alternative rock, with a delicate balance of psychedelia, metal, blues and folk. Lyrically it explores topics such as love, personal issues, politics, traveling, and life in the big city. Passionate, grandiose song structures give way to swirling, distorted guitars, and quiet acoustic spirituality.

And there is still more to come... look forward to a follow-up EP!

Thank you to everyone for their ongoing support, in particular my
fiancée, Betty.

I love all of you! <3

credits

released February 20, 2019

All songs written, recorded and produced by Leon Hash, except where noted.

Featuring my brother, Jonathan Ziemba, on drums for "We Got A Hold" and "New York", and my father, David Ziemba, on bass for "New York".

"Stack Shot Billy" is a legally licensed cover of the 2004 version by The Black Keys. Original version (varying in song structure and lyrical content) written by Ray Lopez in 1911, released as "Stagger Lee".

Some field recordings courtesy of www.luftrum.com/free-field-recordings/ (CC BY 3.0). See individual tracks for further attribution of field recordings and sound effects.

All songs recorded, produced and mastered using Ableton Live.

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