Peeling Onions Volume I

by hally

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1.
Beachball 05:19
Someone, wake me up I’m wallowing Don’t give up Free fall forever Don’t be afraid It’s boring to see I’ve got a conscience... Up down, you throw me around I’m a Beachball Caught in a handstand, I’m in free fall I wish I was secretly cynical You must fly and I must write, its summertime You're always in the music What a way you get away, you run away You know know you’ll never lose it Fly by me anytime Where nobody knows you Nobody cares Everyone's perfect in so many ways Well get by You know we'll get by... Up down, you throw me around I’m a Beachball Caught in a handstand, a free fall I wish I was secretly cynical... Sometimes i get the feeling They're all blind They can’t hear a thing, its an earache I wish I was secretly cynical... Up down, you throw me around I’m a Beachball Caught in a handstand, a free fall I wish I was secretly cynical I’m secretly cynical But I’m hoping to change.
2.
Sleeping on trains, I'd slip away This place in time, my last resolve The no. 6 is really quick I'd ride all night. Sleeping on trains with a guitar case I dream of you and a cheap fare The village awoke @ 6 am From the last orders of yesterday Sleeping on Trains as the morning shakes My eye’s wide all night from the cracked streets and the crippled doors And who speaks but that little man with no legs and bitten hands He cares for a dram and a little peep Sleeping on trains while the whole carriage are on time The next light, the last stop The Village yawned from conditioned air On the east side of the wrong track To the low end I must yield
3.
Home 03:40
My love came home today My love said she would stay in my heart My love came home today My love said she would stay...
4.
Bag of Secrets I left it down today the bag of secrets the trail of lies I left them down today and cried throughout the tale so as to wake tomorrow different from today. I left them out today the skeletons and the shaken bones never to compress, henceforth the difficulties of life And the cumbersome toyl I let them out today to run free gonna face tomorrow with an empty so as to wake tomorrow with an empty head... I let them out to run free I let them out because they were killing me out The room changed Colours revealed The unveiling of mystery So I let them out to run free I let them out because they were killing me.
5.
She was the writing on the wall She was the key to every door She was the hand to hold me up She was the why in every question She gave me the space to find what I found She was the room that heard every sound She was the truth in a head full of lies She summoned her love and gave it all to me It’s not easy loving me, it’s not easy Even I find it hard, so hard But you summon your love and give it all to me
6.
If I lose this I’ll peel off my skin Squeeze out my blood, lock myself in For the time will come to relieve myself Of all that I am and all I’ve become I am always wrong If I ever need it I’ll tear off my limbs Rip out my lung seal off my lips For the time will to relieve myself Of all that I love and all I’ve become I always wrong Even when it’s raining truth I am always wrong...
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8.
Streams 02:28
The threshold between the terrene and the sky above, the prevailing phenomena, a simple perceived reality, the landscapes of fairyland, a scientific discovery into the unknown, that lost world where nature is alive with little spirits, the temperature of fear, dilation,nausea and the subsequent frantic dancing. Scenery for the future, a special perception, electrical external stimuli, hypnotic peaks and troughs, poisoning and a bad liver, a big nose and cheeky cheeks, the static in a car door, my brain turned down and a weight upon my head, it's time for timelessness, secondless, momentmentless, torn between my two selves, without focus, the air alive, changing shapes and greying hairs, everyday it changes, fussy, hated and stubborn... Transparent points of vision moving at rhythmic intervals and the music looks like colors splashed against a dividing wall with the low thud of four on the floor sneaking thru the cracks in the cement, the cinder blocks crumble like stale bread lost in the bottom of an unused cupboard... A song bird, interpret her song, size, distortion, analytical, delay, pre mushroom fear, post mushroom fuzz, wielding lifelong images to taunt and haunt, the screaming nationalist in a monkey suit, a layer in between them and me, as thin as ribbon, as strong as Conor.
9.
You are my beautiful star Combing the skies You light up my life Everyday my beautiful star Enters the world to see how she can help There is a star for everyone Look how my star has come... Let her shine, this beautiful star
10.
Time Stood Still that day as the car pulled away eating off china plates licking our silverware... They offered me everything, always in strange ways he won’t see the lake again, don’t call me to early Time got away that day they lifted you from your wake they covered it over you and i thought you moved The rain was the only chance the sun was a fleeting glance the ground was a softened mess and i was immune So bring back the golden years can you stand with your uncles I can’t feel the hand shakes I’m just one in a line Time Stood Still that day as the car pulled away eating off china plates licking our silverware...
11.
Between the light and the faded sky There is flesh and people's lives Pressed down and bleached out By the silver spoon and the barcoded moon. Might this be a trillion souls of frailty and ruptured cure Embossed by layers of vanity and never ever knowing why The endless reams of duplication The replica’s on every station Bring into view the truth between the foes So I wrap myself in folded arms I stretch my legs and cross my heart I raise my glass I’m never ever ever leaving here... The Everest is too far and too high I can’t breed in the fumbled air Roll back from the steaming edge Truant, squeezed and old school And the shapes provided were unclear Stiff corners and parallel planes Gestapo waves of concrete screens Splayed walls in sunflower fields So I wrap myself in folded arms I stretch my legs and cross my heart I raise my glass I’m never ever leaving here...
12.
Submarines 05:47
13.
White 05:19

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Peeling Onions Volume I is the first Album from a series of four that hally is releasing in 2017. The albums will be released quarterly and are part of his Peeling Onions project consisting of 52 songs and music videos, a song released every week for the entire year.

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released April 8, 2017

Recorded, mixed and mastered by hally at Arthouse Studio, County Kildare, Ireland.
Compositions & Lyrics by hally. "Time Stood Still" Music & Lyrics by Pietari Kaasinen & hally

Kevin Brady - Drums (tracks 1, 2, 4, 5, 9)
Ian Smith - Guitar (tracks 1, 2, 6, 8, 9)
Dave Redmond - Double Bass (tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 7, 8)
Will Dowling - Saxophones & Clarinets (tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 7, 8, 13)
Gary O’ Reilly - Backing Vocals (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6)
Saoirse Casey - Backing Vocals (tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 9)
Graham Hopkins - Drums (track 3)
Mark Fletcher - Drums (track 11)
Charles Haynes - Drums (tracks 7, 8)
Sal Giorgianni - Alto Sax & Flute (track 3)
Pietari Kaasinen - Cello (tracks 9, 10)
The Real Quartet - Strings (tracks 1, 4, 10)
Pete Whitfield Ensemble - (tracks 4, 7, 9)
Gary Winters - Flugelhorn & Trumpet (tracks 5, 7, 11)
Jude McCarthy - Backing Vocals (track 1)
Mercedes Costantini - Backing Vocals (track 1)
Lorraine McCarthy - Backing Vocals (track 1)
Ken Fenlon - Reverse FX (track 1)
Saoirse Saviotti - Chatting (track 1)

Arrangements by hally
Produced by hally
Coordinated & brought into reality by Cecilia Saviotti
(P) 2017 hallymusic - (C) 2017 hallymusic - Cat. no. h002
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Hally is an independent musician, songwriter and producer from Ireland. 2017 sees the launch of his project “Peeling Onions” consisting of 52 pieces of music, one song released every week for a year. Hally is an experimental indie singer-songwriter with jazz undertones, he invokes musical composition, visual art and the written word to realize his creations. ... more

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