TimeOut Magazine Nº01 - Barcelona Edition

'Cause everything should be as simple as doin' what we like, i'll try to throw some light on the record here...


DUST IN MY HANDS
You shouldn't trust everyone. Even if you're so open-minded you think you could do that, any day someone could stab you from the back. Specially dedicated to the ones who sits on the throne of power on this days.

GOOD OL' BOYS
Old memories about when we were young, and almost fearless to anything. Old postcards with familiar faces you want to see again. When it was the last time you saw your oldest friends?

RUNNING AWAY
Out of the city limits, there's a lot of ways to feel ourselves a little more... FREE. This is one of them, that i found some time ago.

(Who's Gonna) MISS ME WHEN I'M GONE
Ask yourself the title question. Will we be remembered by our actions, our love, our music or anything at all?

WHAT'S SO FUNNY
Ironic is the best word that comes to my mind when i need to describe this tune. Feelings about... how to put in words all the love you feel and at the same time, be trusted (or not) by the woman you love.

RED WINE BLUES
If sometime you break up with your girlfriend, you better pack your bags, set the recovery point, pour yourself a glass of red wine before headin' there... and sing this blues.


G' Luck Everyone.
E.H.

Ed Harley
Doin' What I Like [EP]

Dust In My Hands
Good ol' Boys
Running Away
(Who's Gonna) Miss Me When I'm Gone
What's So Funny
Red Wine Blues


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(Who's Gonna) MISS ME WHEN I'M GONE
Lyrics & Music: Ed Harley

To V:


Tired to be alone in sands of time
Tell me when you'll give me another sign
Footsteps borrowed by my memories
Desert doesn't want me to leave

Feed me with the breeze of that old sound
Leavin' all our sorrows, keep'em down
Words of wisdom and hope we've seen
and used to hear from somewhere in between



(chorus)
I wanna rise up from my own fears
Would you give me hundreds of those years?
Stay with you all nite till it's dawn
Who's gonna miss me when i'm gone

Stay with you all nite till it's dawn
Who's gonna miss me when i'm gone



That's the wild river where you belong
Where stones are diamonds and nothing's wrong
Now white lights guide me to this place
Right away to see again your face

Strugglin' against the dark to realize
that find the answer's in your eyes
i'm blind now but the path is clear
Walking sure, get me out of here



(chorus)
I wanna rise up from my own fears
Would you give me hundreds of those years?
Stay with you all nite till it's dawn
Who's gonna miss me when i'm gone

Stay with you all nite till it's dawn
Who's gonna miss me when i'm gone

Stay with you all nite till it's dawn
Who's gonna miss me when i'm gone

Friday to Sunday was something out of this world.
This is for you, guys. It's been an amazing journey. I'm dyin' to repeat the experience and escape once again from the daily routine.


RUNNING AWAY
Lyrics & Music: Ed Harley


hey, look up on the hill
that house wanna reach the sky
no matter how hard you try
Be quiet and still, quiet and still

Green fields we're passing by
are the ocean of the birds you missed
so much that almost forgot we kissed
in selfish dreams i can't buy



(chorus)
Running away, running away
from any known place
Thinkin' the same, thinkin' the same
all those nights and days
So much to say, so much to say
Keep on runnin' away



Don't want to come back now
Keep fillin' this empty hall
Feel it free, answer my call
We're gonna make it somehow

Up beyond we're ever been before
Catch my tears with your fingertips
Share my dreams on your smilin' lips
Ride this ticket ...get on board

Feel it free, keep on smiling
Feel the heat, i'm still hiding
feel it free, watch your steps now
Feel my heart, beatin' so loud



(chorus)
Running away, running away
from any known place
Thinkin' the same, thinkin' the same
all those nights and days
So much to say, so much to say.
Keep on runnin' away

Flyin' today, flyin' away
Don't have to tell me
anything here, everything's here
that's where i'm gonna be
Nothing to pay, nothing to pay
Keep on flyin' away

Running away, running away
from any known place
Thinkin' the same, thinkin' the same
all those nights and days
So much to say, so much to say.
Keep on runnin' away

Surrealistic weekend.


That's how it's been. From friday to sunday, i felt so drunk by the sweet rock n roll system. It has been like to be alone and helpless in front of a field full of bourbon, roses and stars. Come on, i need it all.


First day, i was buyin' some records in a store. Let's see: T-Rex first record (hard to find here: "my people were fair and had sky in their hair"), the new one from the Arcade Fire band, etc. Just when i was finding the way to checkout, a living legend stood just beside me. How are you supposed to react when Marky Ramone is so close to you, that he could fill you up with details about the r'n'r golden age, CBGB's times and all that kind of stuff?


Well, answer was simple. Maybe stupid, but simple. I just looked at him, and thought: "man, you're not growin' old". You people should take a look at him. It was indeed a powerful presence and don't ask me why but the only thing that it crossed my mind was: "keep it simple. let's pretend i'm the blind man here. Sure he will enjoy to be unrecognizable for some minutes. Let's get out of here."
He was in town to introduce his new album "start of the century" and make some signings. Of course, there was lots of geeks with ramones tee's and vinyls under their arms waiting for the survivor.


Just after that, i was sharing some beers with Willie (the freewheelin' tornados bassist), and laughing about it. No worries. Anyway, if you think about it for a minute, you realize that we walk through life wearin' out our boots and crossing with people that you never goin' to see again. Legends included.


Saturday it deserves a whole new post in here. So, let's forget it for a minute.


And yesterday... oh man, yesterday the bad boys came back in town. I read somewhere on the net about being considered the best r'n'r band in america.
MARAH. mmmm... big words. Anyway, not so deep inside of me i feel that.
It was incredible to see the possesion once again. I thought a lot about it, along the gig. I still remember the first time they came. It was just three years from now, and they killed us all, but it seems it's a decade ago. It feels so good to receive their energy, their battle, their shout.


They won by K.O. As always. From here, just wish you all the best of luck on the recording of the new baby. So cool to share confident smiles and hugs with all of you after the show. Hands down.


This morning, just before i came back down to my reality just played the Christine Smith's tomorrow blues record, and smiles came back to me. Some years ago, i spent some time tryin' my luck in NYC. Listening this record, all the flashbacks came back to my mind on every single track. So powerful. Out of this world. Buy it. NOW.


As many of the people from this side of the planet, i hate mondays. Only i had on this day was silence between the arrangements of the new songs (uploading them soon) and memories about all of this. Not so hard now. Not so hard.


i'll keep you updated.
Hit the Road & Rock the Planet.
E.H.

Wednesday. This week is passing so slowly. Almost i can see every single movement on the wings of the birds out in the streets. Such a weird situation. In this slow-cam week, yesterday i met the Princess Bride.

I feel so comfortable when i'm writing to her that it's almost scary. But sometimes you have to search for the sweetness on this kind of situations. I found the sweet from the first word crossed with her.

Fragile. This is how it feels now all of this. It would be too easy to let the destiny in another hands. No, i want that destiny in mine. As always happens, time will tell what's gonna happen. Only thing i can do is to throw a coin to the air and bet on both sides.

Marc Bolan's playing acoustic right now over here. Down home lady. Tomorrow i will look for the princess bride sweetness again. By the way, i should stand all nite long tryin' to finish so many songs talkin' about revolution, love, her smile, and the dream to have her on this side of the way from now on.

Hit the Road & Rock the Planet,
E.H.

Almost for everyone with a little bit of hope, there's still a new door to somewhere else. Tonight i found one to a new universe.

I was just talkin' to Laurent P. last week (Elliott Murphy bassist) when he asked me if i had a MySpace site. Obviously, the answer was: "nope, but i keep that in mind to create one as soon as i can". So here i am. Born in a new strange place, with that kind of feelin' that makes you believe in better times, plenty of rock n roll, some blues for the cloudy and freezin' days, and whisky to warm my soul.

Maybe in some crossroads in here, i'll find new believers and companions to step out together from the real world, where sometimes we make so many efforts to escape from.

It's nice to be around here. I'm dyin' to hear the secrets that my guitars want to tell me about this place.

See you soon everybody.
Hit the Road & Rock the Planet,
E.H.