Advent
by Tangled Blue
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Advent CD
11 original songs on a glass-mastered compact disc in a cardboard digi-pak. 12-panel insert with lyrics and notes. Package design by Jacob Peterson. Printed by Noiseland Industries in Minneapolis, MN.
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The Days Are Coming
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Scan Me
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The Lips of John
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No More Far Away
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Leaving Minnesota
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In His Name
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God is With You
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Do No Harm
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Angel Song
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Parade
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about
It’s a Tuesday afternoon on a hot summer day in
South Dakota (July 22, 2008).Our trusty VW Eurovan
now has 316,000 miles on the odometer, and we are
longing for our new home town of Minneapolis and a
night in our own bed. In our imaginations, the scenes
that correspond to this sense of longing are the
landscapes of the Dakotas. This set of songs, based on
the readings and themes of the Advent season
(those 40 days before Christmas now obscured and
somehow intensified by the culture of commerce in the
country of our birth), is the most complex work we’ve
ever attempted. The tension that is explicit in the season
of Advent forced us to write in new ways and re-address
who we are and why we make music.
These songs were written and recorded all across the
country, but a majority of it was conceived and completed
in South Dakota. Special thanks to all of the folks who
let us record in their homes and lodges over the last
couple years, the staff at Outlaw Ranch and Camp
NeSoDak, the Rohr family in South Dakota, our parents in
Ohio and Wisconsin, The Stevens family in Washington,
the Johnson’s in Texas, and St. Luke’s in Manhattan, KS.
Thank you for supporting us and the music we make by
buying this CD and bringing us to your town to perform.
Without you this music would not exist, we would not
have crisscrossed the country many times (a journey we
genuinely love), and we would not be able to start this new
adventure known as “home ownership”. Your generosity
continually moves us, thank you!
We had the pleasure of working with a number of talented
folks on this project. Rob Ticherich played drums and rattled
the picture frames on three songs. Jacob Peterson did all of the
graphic design. You can find Jacob online at 5jdesign.com.
This recording was printed and duplicated by the fine folks
at Noiseland Industries. They are simply the best; find out
more at noiseland.com.
You can find all of our recordings, journals and photos from
the road at tangledblue.com, and look for us on Facebook.
We love to hear from you, and look forward to the next
time we can share a place, a cup, and a conversation.
Under the Mercy
Aimée and Joel
info@tangledblue.com
South Dakota (July 22, 2008).Our trusty VW Eurovan
now has 316,000 miles on the odometer, and we are
longing for our new home town of Minneapolis and a
night in our own bed. In our imaginations, the scenes
that correspond to this sense of longing are the
landscapes of the Dakotas. This set of songs, based on
the readings and themes of the Advent season
(those 40 days before Christmas now obscured and
somehow intensified by the culture of commerce in the
country of our birth), is the most complex work we’ve
ever attempted. The tension that is explicit in the season
of Advent forced us to write in new ways and re-address
who we are and why we make music.
These songs were written and recorded all across the
country, but a majority of it was conceived and completed
in South Dakota. Special thanks to all of the folks who
let us record in their homes and lodges over the last
couple years, the staff at Outlaw Ranch and Camp
NeSoDak, the Rohr family in South Dakota, our parents in
Ohio and Wisconsin, The Stevens family in Washington,
the Johnson’s in Texas, and St. Luke’s in Manhattan, KS.
Thank you for supporting us and the music we make by
buying this CD and bringing us to your town to perform.
Without you this music would not exist, we would not
have crisscrossed the country many times (a journey we
genuinely love), and we would not be able to start this new
adventure known as “home ownership”. Your generosity
continually moves us, thank you!
We had the pleasure of working with a number of talented
folks on this project. Rob Ticherich played drums and rattled
the picture frames on three songs. Jacob Peterson did all of the
graphic design. You can find Jacob online at 5jdesign.com.
This recording was printed and duplicated by the fine folks
at Noiseland Industries. They are simply the best; find out
more at noiseland.com.
You can find all of our recordings, journals and photos from
the road at tangledblue.com, and look for us on Facebook.
We love to hear from you, and look forward to the next
time we can share a place, a cup, and a conversation.
Under the Mercy
Aimée and Joel
info@tangledblue.com
credits
released 20 September 2008
Aimee Pakan
Joel Pakan
Rob Ticherich
Aimee Pakan
Joel Pakan
Rob Ticherich
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Since June of 2000, Aimee and Joel have been making music together. Their first CD was completed in 2003. Recorded at a farm ... more house in Wisconsin, it is a caffeinated, folk-rock blend of songs that have shown their durability as the duo traveled with them over 450,000 miles of highways. With a new home in Minneapolis, Tangled Blue recorded "Advent" in 2008 and will finish a third project this year. less
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- Track Name: The Days Are Coming
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The Days Are Coming
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
The days are coming: when the voice of justice will be heard
The days are coming: from a righteous branch, a sprout of David.
The days are coming: the sky will rip and every nation quake.
The days are coming: we will see the end of war.
Raise up a banner for the nations. The Lord has made a proclamation.
Raise up a banner for the nations. The Lord has made a proclamation.
The days are coming: I will fulfill the promises I made.
The days are coming: in these days, yes you will be saved.
The days are coming: defuse the bomb and bend the sword.
The days are coming: we will see the end of war.
Raise up a banner for the nations. The Lord has made a proclamation.
Raise up a banner for the nations. The Lord has made a proclamation.
See, your Savior, He is coming, He is seeking, He is finding.
Justice for the child soldier and the cooperate C.E.O.
Justice for the president and captives in Guantanamo
Justice for the perps and police and the people on the street
Justice for those who run away; justice for those who seek
Justice for the motherless and the widow
Justice for those who reap what they did not sow
Justice for the natives and for the alien
Justice for the righteous and for those who live with sin
The burden of proof will be lifted
Proof will come in the air we breathe
A Savior for all peoples
Whose rule will never end
Raise up a banner for the nations. The Lord has made a proclamation.
Raise up a banner for the nations. The Lord has made a proclamation.
See, your Savior, He is coming, He is seeking, He is finding. - Track Name: Scan Me
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Scan Me
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
Scan me into your memory. Scan me into your memory.
Scan me into your memory. Scan me into your memory.
Re-member me, re-member me,
Re-member me with your Love
Memory, memory faded too quickly
As foot falls in the fog just before the dawn
We repeat, we repeat the path of least resistance
Each time thinking it’s a new way we’ve found
This world is fickle, talk is cheap,
Write it down so I can see
Show me your ways, truth to guide as a path
I need a sign post that will last
Scan me into your memory. Scan me into your memory.
Scan me into your memory. Scan me into your memory.
Re-member me, re-member me,
Re-member me with your Love
Sing the song, sing the song
that called you from the darkness
Let it resound all around and everywhere
We repeat, We repeat the echo of the Spirit
That is calling out with a shout and leaves us bare
This is not an if/then statement,
This is not a conditional clause
You will be bound up when you are hurting
With more than tape and gauze
Scan me into your memory. Scan me into your memory.
Scan me into your memory. Scan me into your memory.
Scan me. Scan me. - Track Name: The Lips of John
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The Lips of John
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
Some say you’re dead, others just really quiet
Where is the fruit from your bed
Or the work of your hand?
Some say you’re lost, wandering in a desert
Some say count the cost
Of the days that are ahead
The storm is coming, it’s breath blows hot
It’s a furnace that cannot be sold or bought
The sun, the moon, and all these things
Are gonna fall away
They’re gonna fall away...
Some say you live and you’re coming very quickly
There’s a voice up ahead
Calling make this path straight
With locusts for bread
He could bite through any false pretense
But he will lose his head
For the same old song and dance
And there’s wild honey for the lips of John
But vinegar for the lips with an unending song
If what I consume is just to dull the pain,
Then let it fall away
Let it fall away, let these addictions fall away...
He leapt for joy once, he will do it again
But this flood’s exposed his roots
And the axe is sharpened
His dad was struck dumb, now he’s in this cage
I swear the vines of doubt snake from age through age
Some say you’re a star, a light in this darkness
You burn bright for sure, blinding those without need
Standing on this shore,
Knowing this current is what cleans
Though you hold no cure, you’ve held fast in this stream
And the Jordan runs muddy without a hint of grace.
But it’s still cool and clean now upon your face
Rub the scales now from your eyes, let them fall away
And all that hinders here, let it fall away... - Track Name: No More Far Away
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No More Far Away
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
My lover walks the street tonight looking for stars
but the only lights that twinkle here
Are in the north bound cars
maybe they’re hidden, maybe there they’ll stay,
maybe they’ve fallen far away
My true love’s gone to bed now, I’m waiting for sleep
Orbison’s “only the lonely” is beginning to creep
From somewhere in the distance
Through air that’s thick as the beams
that holds back the light
From cutting through the seams
of somewhere... of somewhere
She will rise up in the night to seek out the place
the boarded up building of my heart
where I’ve hidden my face
from the coming light that is about to break
and draw to it every far away
no more far away, no more far away
When we get there, there’ll be no waiting
When we get there, no hesitating
When we get there, I will shout
Let it out, come on let it out,
No more far away, no more far away
When there gets here, there will be everywhere
When there gets here, there will be everywhere
For all time, everywhere, no more far away,
No more far away
My lover walks the streets tonight, she’s looking for stars - Track Name: Leaving Minnesota
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Leaving Minnesota
words and music by Aimée Pakan
© 2008 Twisted True Music (ASCAP)
Leaving Minnesota with a lump in my throat
A closed heart, a closed door and some joy that’s on loan
Thoughts are churning in my head
As the miles go by, road keeps the time
These haunted musings taint my heart,
My soul, this time
And this hurts worse than standing naked
In the cold december, cold december snow
Leaving Minnesota, looming blizzard in the sky
rear view mirror fogs up as the tears cloud my eyes
Reliving conversations in my head again, it’s got to end
Choices made, our paths were paved
as grief comes ‘round the bend
And this hurts worse than standing naked
In the cold december, cold december snow
Heartache be gone and darkness go find another home
Sorrow, you know there’s tomorrow
and grief be gone, send a new song
Renew my mind, love send the hope I’m longing for
‘Cause I don’t need you here, don’t want you here
Don’t need you here anymore
Leaving Minnesota, Leaving Minnesota
Leaving Minnesota behind - Track Name: In His Name
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In His Name
words and music by Joel Pakan; written for Nick in 1996
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
My mind fumbles with the foolishness of God
Even on a good day
And this foolishness leads me to one
Who brings me to say
It’s in his name, in his name
Sweet mystery blanketed divine,
Thrown into this fray
So as angles danced and sang in awed wonder,
So they do again today
In his name, in his name
So what will we find,
When we turn the pages of his mind
Countless blessings in disguise,
Here we find we are in his name
Words of wisdom escape me tonight
As I hold your head
But if loneliness becomes your home
Let Him warm your bed
In His name, in His name, we are in His name - Track Name: God is With You
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God is With You
words and music by Aimée Pakan
© 2008 Twisted True Music (ASCAP)
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
Do not be afraid and do not tremble
Have no fear oh chosen one of God
Upon you new hope has been given
You will bear the promises of God
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
Rejoice, rejoice in God our Savior
Leap for joy, our God has done great things
Upon you his love shall break forth
You will see the faithfulness of God
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
The time has come for the Word to walk with us
The time has come for mercy, truth and grace
Light shall shine in the darkest places
You shall see the glory of the Lord
Rejoice, Rejoice (rejoice, rejoice)
Celebrate now (celebrate now)
Leap for joy (leap for joy)
Clap your hands now (clap your hands now)
Rejoice, rejoice in God our Savior
Leap for joy, our God has done great things
Upon you his love shall break forth
You will see the faithfulness of God
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you
Hey you, you who are blessed and chosen,
God is with you, God is with you - Track Name: Do No Harm
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Do No Harm
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
Early in this morning,
Day’s light promised, not yet here
Warmth of my anticipation
Meets the chill of fallen air
Burden of these dark deeds
Rakes my dreams, ruins my sight
The hour has come for waking,
Even in this mid-night, even in this mid-night
Hey yeah, this is the dark before the dawn
Hey yeah, this is the chill before the warm
When the promise of love can do no harm
Step out to find a new path,
Blazing a trail, no, following where the wind has blown
Led now to the waters edge
As if called to some distant home
Hey yeah, this is the dark before the dawn
Hey yeah, this is the chill before the warm
When the promise of love can do no harm,
Love will do no harm
Following the shoreline,
See how the tide swept this path clear
No, I am not alone now,
This tide has drawn the thirsty near - Track Name: Angel Song
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Angel Song
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she sees an angel,
She even knows it’s name
Though fame may be her only earthly fortune
She will guard it lest they call her insane
Troubled and trembling,
The word of the ascended comforts this girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah he sees an angel,
He meets it in his dreams
This counsel he holds is bright
As light that comes sifting through the seams
He wakes up with this word,
He echoes what he’s heard, “God with us”
He takes her home now,
Though some would say too soon
Time’s growing short now, as joy leapt in her womb
A new song is building, it is upon her lips
“The humble lifted, the hungry fed,
and my soul glorifies the Lord.”
Yeah, yeah, yeah I see an angel
Hung by a golden noose on a tree
Lit up by electric light and holy written word
Hope rekindled, this prayer has been heard
Come quickly, come quickly Lord, come quickly… - Track Name: Lo, He Comes with Clouds Descending
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Lo, He Comes With Clouds Descending
words by Charles Wesley, the music is a traditional English folk melody called Picardy
First Published in 1758, this song is in the public domain.
This arrangement © 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
Lo He comes with clouds descending
Once for every sinner slain
Thousand thousand saints attending
Swell the triumph of his train
Alleluia, Alleluia
Christ the Lord returns to reign
Every eye shall now behold him
Robed in glorious majesty
Those who set at naught and sold him
Pierced and nailed him to the tree
Deeply wailing, deeply wailing
Shall their true messiah see
Those true tokens of his passion
Still his dazzling body bears
Cause of endless exultation
To his ransomed worshipers
With what rapture, with what rapture
Gaze we on those glorious scars
Alleluia Alleluia...
Yea Amen let all adore thee
High on thy eternal throne
Savior take the power and glory
Claim the kingdom for thine own
Alleluia, alleluia
Thou shall reign and thou alone, thou alone
Alleluia Alleluia... - Track Name: Parade
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Parade
words and music by Joel Pakan
© 2008 Subtle Conversation Music (ASCAP)
Memory of summer, and the marches of independence
Cold wind breaks in, proclaims the impending sentence
There’s a parade passing by my window
But the clamor is nothing to fear
So raise your glass, let’s drink,
for the time is drawing near
Raise your glass, let’s drink,
for the time is drawing near
There will be signs in the sun, signs in moon and stars
Signs in the sea, so be alert, and be on guard
Though these will not tell you the timing
They will tell you the time just the same
So raise your voice, let’s sing,
for what was once will be again
Raise your voice, let’s sing,
for what was once will come again
The moment is late, well past the hour of closing
The music has faded, the tap has ceased it’s flowing
And down the drain pipe echoes
syllables from stone, beast, and air
So raise your hands, let’s dance,
for the time is drawing near
Raise your hands, let’s dance,
for the time is drawing near
There’re shouts in the street, a maze of minds in motion
The bride-groom arrives treading
the threaded streets of devotion
And there’s a parade passing by my window
But the clamor is nothing to fear
So raise your glass, let’s drink
Raise your voice, let’s sing
Raise your hands, let’s dance,
for the time is drawing near
Come on let’s dance for the time is always here.
