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First Night on Earth

by Craig H

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Rooted in the ground Her palms up to the sun Her poses reveal shades Of the subtle masculine A shift within a moment's passing A decision made with grace and guile A kiss to the wind for a name That will fade into space for a while When your pictures Are in fashion You must radiate When your body Betrays the notion You must radiate Take a layer off right here Take a layer off, my dear When your pictures Are in fashion You must radiate Passionately polarizing You need two points in this life Just to keep things interesting To shed snakeskin, shake off strife Take in one hand what you've engendered In the other, camouflage Decorate this violent ending Celebrate the bon voyage
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Feeling a little burned by weekdays He went two-step for the sunday Coming up like morning Like that hangover that lets you know you're still alive Reeling in the fish that slips like silver Sends a little shiver through your childhood Yes that boat's been rocking on the lake Close that corridor for all our sakes See that colour shift and change What's been memory is now art Cut out the pineapple eye Dig the juicy bits apart He could drive that boat forever Rounding round the lake's perimeter Diving down for pearls Swimming 'round the false tide and false sense of you Belly up in the water Sends a little shiver through your childhood Lightning and a windstorm for your lesson Bloodied knees where's your sense of fun
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Summer hills Summer trees Summer woods Summer breeze I was caught on a colder day In the water with no clothes Years can be peered into And the chill hits my bones Monday to Sunday Branches and crosses Fences and roads Mattresses, losses Nobody knows Hiding in a space between the brush Pressing the soft green to my face Missing for minutes or hours Noone sought to replace Monday to Sunday Sunkissed forehead Barefoot garden The boy and the lake Baby blonde Shaky places Lose the trail Poison in the corners Highway to home Monday to Sunday
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You don't like me blonde I don't care I have got a temper Boy and don't you know it Everybody does and Boy I love to show it But for now I'm blonde And I'll get shit done Sit back and relax Let me do it
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Will I achieve some success With my mental state of undress My birth has left some befuddled My rebirth awaits a rebuttal I can be misunderstood That's ok I'm warmblooded You can point and then laugh I will saw you in half And do it all with a smile Is it cruel to obey The laws of nature this way Is it as it's intended My arrival upended By a bravado that's lacking in style I push myself out All covered in doubt Your cold expectations Are my liquid libations Line them all up single file My connection is raw My conviction has thawed My selfishness thrives My art dog is alive My first night on earth has arrived
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Boys & Girls 02:02
I could fade into blue And turn into truth A pulse can tell a million things A goodbye rings and rings I could burst into veins It is simple as rain I could burst into veins Noone could tell you came Wrists and their bones Boys and their homes Girls and their ways Closer these days
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Lethal in bad pumps and Sunday best skirt Squatting down finding her Blood in the dirt Tainting the land with her Family tree Every road leads her Right back to me This is her factory A working class womb Spitting out hatred All over the room Gathered for Christmas Again for the summer Blurring the lines between Lovers and others How can I relate to her When all I have is hate for her Perfectly calm in The loneliest places Feeding herself with the Looks on their faces I will contain As much as I’m able Sharing the venom at Apathy’s table
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Fire-Eater 02:57
A gin away from bitter Sucking on a citrus rind Time is keeping its own council Who the hell needs time Drinking down the cold to quell The fire eater heart in me Hope is running free and easy Over my terrain unseasonably Flashes of the night before All these little casualties A warzone a dark guest room A little space to breathe Escape routes are the easy way I love how I can move through them And count every single way you change Within a hanging frame All resentment melts away As easy as the ice I roll Upon my fire eater tongue These disasters take their toll
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Youth 03:03
Thick as thieves we were And we stole The night from the eyes of Those we admired Always in the dark they were Always in the dark they were Sexy drunk and young Thought and deed and drugged Tequila in a teacup Domestic disturbance on a wednesday Days blurred into one Glue and bone and obligation Always in the dark we were Always in the dark we were Sexy drunk and young Thought and deed then done This was a hard youth in a soft age Pissing indiscretion on a Very cold prairie day Always in the dark they were Always in the dark they were Protection and the enemy All in one baby Were we so exotic Or were we just fucked up The older wiser voice in me says Cheer up buttercup
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Juliet 03:43
Juliet You regret a lot I bet Something had to happen When you're pushed You're either pushed Or you push back Oh Juliet So many choices With so many voices Something had to happen Girls of the world comb their curls out Boys don't have the first clue Blue girls falling down Blue boys not knowing what to do Juliet You have felt the world I bet Every small emotion Rages like an ocean Inside a bigger ocean A universe of water Oh Juliet I have the same vices They cover me in ice and I can't Something had to happen Girls of the world comb their curls out Boys don't have the first clue Blue girls falling down Flowerbeds on fertile ground Blue boys not knowing what to do
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Can I press my cheek up to All these things And still remember beauty Unpossessed and unimpressed With all my inner workings Can I pour out venomous And achieve happiness Dirty little ghosts Like stains on skirts too short I want to stay with you But you're soulless too I have held my hands up In surrender Just to trick things closer Trick to get you Trick to let you With all my inner workings Could I be forgiven A life of unclean living Oh my gracious host This is a loving toast I once thought you true But you're unclean too Bless our souls Us tired soldiers Playing dirty Getting older Aisles of smiles For our eyes and shoulders Our once beguiled Are getting colder
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Is there humour In your culture I am not resigned to it Although designed for it Lost in greenery And the birch trees That corralled around childhood A balance beam of rotten wood I will burn the sage I will seek the seer That can wash me down Till I'm crystal clear I am readdressing My lineage Less than a whole More than percentage My truth My just Is lost in greed And misunderstanding A washing machine And a bit of blood That's all I know All I understood Junk culture Take everything I was wondering Letting thunder in Thief's apprentice Underneath a shade A bead of honey On a razorblade I will burn the sage I will seek the seer That can wash me down Till I'm crystal clear I am readdressing My lineage Less than a whole More than percentage

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released January 27, 2013

First Night On Earth (2011-2013)
All songs written, performed, and arranged by Craig H
All songs recorded, produced, and arranged by TR-27
(except Youth, produced by Byron MacKenzie, additional mixing by TR-27 & Craig H)

Keyboards, piano, drum programming, noise, and voice: Craig H
Drum programming, keyboards, noise, bv's (YDLMB), woo: TR-27
Guitar on Lili Elbe Radiating: Michael Turner
Trumpet on Lili Elbe Radiating: Greg Lekivetz
Guitar on Boys and Girls: Stephen Bezan
Guitar on Fire-Eater: Spencer Clarke
Juliets: Shirley Howrie, Holly Fisher, Karen Rowe, Carla Howrie, Echo Gettis

Recorded in Bubble House, Linda’s, Old School Sound
Photography: Jessica Bezan (front cover, insert), Karen Rowe (back cover)

Endless gratitude to everyone who made the space/time for me and my songs, most of all to Sheldon, without whom…
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Craig H Edmonton, Alberta

Edmonton, Alberta.
Independent artist.
'Eaworm-ridden electro-pop'
'Dirge pop'
'Music to do drugs and wear tights to'
'woozy, lurching, and impressionistic shards of sound.'

I'm no good at describing my own work, but I do hope you find a way in. They're all doorways.
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