Slopey

by Hugh Doolan

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about

"Slopey”, was Hugh's first digital release - available here and elsewhere on CD Baby, iTunes and Amazon; it is an album of melodic and catchy songs showcasing a heart-worn, folk-soul voice, each track carefully hewn from granite-like dedication with trusty collaborator Jason Ellis. Think edgy yet tonally rich vocal delivery akin to Ray Lamontagne or even Nick Drake, with Lou Reed provider of lyrical slant.

Operating in the alternative/folk/folk-rock genre Hugh has left plenty of room for a boot-stamp of originality, where styles have a pendulum effect from track to track whilst still retaining soulful identity. Examples of this are heard on the mali-esque playfulness of “See Africa”, the sheer classic byrdsy tone of “Cupidz tune” and the intense brooding on “Crime”
Slopey was recorded in Tunnel Studios North Dublin.

More info about the artist on hughdoolan.tumblr.com/bio

credits

released 02 February 2010
Rob Corbett: Drums, Bongos
Colette O'Leary: Accordion
Sinead Buckley: Backing Vocals
Jason Ellis: Bass, Backing Vocals, Drums (track 3), Electric Guitar, Whistle
Hugh Doolan: Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica, Vocals

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Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.

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Track Name: I Won't Leave
I'm gonna tell ya
to take it hour for hour
dont sympathize when you get to where you're going to
you know you've got to take it
make it all clear ahead

dont let yourself go
dont let yourself fly high
just let yourself go
cos I wont leave
no I wont leave

I'm diggin into ground shovelling away
go stake my claim
shovelling this way and that way
and when the ground breaks
you've got to shake it into flour for bread

chorus-

I'm not surprised there's no compromise
to be had down here
and be well up on the ground
you know you have to make red go green

chorus-

you know you might hear the phone ringing
you might see the carpet swimming
feel your heartbeat quivering
feel your handshake stiffening
feel the lightning striking
and the gellatine sparkling

chorus-
Track Name: Heartlands
Sitting on a chair
pulled out from under my eyes
Under a star I'm straining to see
crash my party some day

If there's not a-one to be seen
falling through your stratosphere
if not so young

I would lie in grass til a star hits my street
chaos floating down the worn out tributaries
from the Heartlands

Gimme a string, gimme me a line
I'll fish the skies for the divine
gimme a try, show me a good time
spiders catching flies
if not so young

chorus-

..swamped in caravans
Track Name: The Day's not over
I've got a feeling the day's not over
I think the night's just kicking in
I want to open up
so sit yourself down
kick the locks and
keep them rollin' in

There's nothing to lose only time
and what's that without spending it right
I dont drive a car but I'm already half full
stay with no exception
stop your flight

Dont be heavy Miss Stone
by a fire you can warm up your bones
Dont be heavy Miss Stone
buy a light you can light up your home

If you're going to take an early leave
I wont watch I'll think I didn't see you
Standing in the hall in the hazy mirror
Like I never would have believed

Dont be heavy Miss Stone
by a fire you can warm up your bones
Dont be heavy Miss Stone
buy a light you can light up your home

Come back to me from wherever you've roamed
calling all the colours by their names
I liked the one that you called purple
Pure as the snow it left no trace

Dont be heavy Miss Stone
by a fire you can warm up your bones
Dont be heavy Miss Stone
buy a light you can light up your home
Track Name: Cupidz Tune
7-11 is for me too!
Though I work, I do so and so do you.
the day is made up of yes and no
and way past 2

I cant forget the alphabet
it tells its own story well
your on the tap of your tongue
in a cold sweat - extraordinary

thru your cupidz eye
to eye your needle
to thread your love
get closer to her
I'll have a shot of whatever you're having

there's some noise coming from your heart
I heard it from the start
from where I had been cupidized
put in this state of mind

chorus -
I'll have a shadow when she's gone

I cant forget when we met
in a bargain basement
you sat on the counter wagging your feet
lackadaisically
thru your cupidz eyes

chorus -
Track Name: Girl in a Bed
A girl in a bed so pretty
Lying there and I'm lifted
But we're in a hospital
She told me she was getting better
That doesn't matter
She whispered in my ear
But I did not hear her
Until she left
And had gone home
It was too late for realizing
Just doing a job on my time

She offered me a sweet
A girl in a bed so pretty
I could be forgiven

Could have been someone
Who fell for that flashing smile
Losing visiting hours
For glazing the doctors glasses
With wind-a-smile

A girl in a bed so pretty.
Lying there and I'm lifted
Hey where do you live?
Wouldn't say, then I knew
It was the end of the rainbow
It was too late for realising
Just doing a job on my time

A girl in a bed so pretty
Lying there and I'm lifted
Hey where do you live?
Wouldn't say then I knew
It was the end of the rainbow
It was too late for realising
Just doing a job on my time

She offered me a sweet
A girl lying under these sheets
I could be forgiven . .
Track Name: See Africa
the sun drops down
over a table
brought together
and the old were able
they knew just what to say
and they were able to

positive thinking got him down
negative action thrown to one side

see africa
see asia minor
do europe
flee america

I heard a man on the radio say
you've got to listen to what he has to say
blood water glistens
the sun drops down
it's grey with red spots
going down today

see africa
see asia minor
do europe
flee america cos they don't want you
Track Name: Crime
It might be untrue
but you'd better believe in it
It might not be said
But you'd better listen closely
It's a crime

It might not be untrue
but you'd better believe this is it
It might be a shambles
But what you see is
my open hand and my open home
Might be a broken home
It's a crime

At 10 revolutions a minute
It's a crime time again

Breeze in from the freezing cold
Before your time
Before you've grown old
It's a crime,
It's a crime again

It's time, time again
At 10 revolutions a minute.