Live Sessions at Secret Circus Studio

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A small taste of where Gleewood, as a band, has been and where they were in 2014. Live Sessions recorded on stage and in the studio of Secret Circus Studio in Roswell, NM. Album includes beloved previous members of Gleewood: Corinna Ripple (Fiddle), Myles Erdmann (Drums/Percussion) and Josh Landry (Drums/Percussion).
Enjoy the first versions of these songs from this entirely fan funded project.

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released August 15, 2015

Produced by Jhett & the Ginger Productions
Recorded, mixed and engineered by Klas and Joel Åhman of Secret Circus Studio.

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Jhett Schiavone- Guitar & Vocals
Callie Sioux Schiavone- Bass & Vocals
Corinna Ripple- Fiddle
Myles Erdmann- Drums & Percussion
Josh Landry- Drums & Percussion

All music by J. Schiavone and C. Schiavone.
Cover Art, Art Direction and Design by Klas Åhman
Additional Photos by Rich Beer




"Special special thanks goes to our Lord, Jesus Christ, who constantly reminds us to keep our chins up, pursue love and our passion. Our incredible families (The Evans, The Landrys, The Schiavones, The Goodloes, The Winzelers etc..) for their support and helping us pull our selves together. To our fans and friends who supported this project. Thank you so much to you all."

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Gleewood is a musky Americana act based out of New Mexico that grooves through blues, folk, and rock 'n' roll, with lyrics that lend a story to folk and roots music enthusiasts with an energy that swells into guitar solos from the heart of the psychedelic 60s. ... more

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Track Name: Smooth Like Gin
Hopped on a boat down to Tripoli
to take a drink of the seven seas. Followed my dreams, ambitions too,
determined my heart would tell the truth.
Finally ashore, I hit dry land.
I sunk my bare feet into the sand, Pulled out my cup to take a drink, Found the water ran down smooth like gin.

Smooth like gin!
Smooth like gin!
Smooth like gin!
Water ran down smooth like gin.
***
Sun shone down and scorched me clean,
Soon I’d have everything I need. Buy me some dinner, some nice red wine,
Have fancy friends over all the time.
Walking through the land of prosperity,
Eat of all the fruits made just for me.
My castle, my kingdom, by the sea,
I am the king and the king is me.

Come on babe, the water is fine. Come on babe, won’t you take my advice?
Come on babe, jump back in. Would you rather sink or swim?

Sink or swim?
Sink or swim?
Sink or swim?
Would you rather sink or swim?
***
Time went by and he was found Lyin’ dead with a smile on the ground.
This island became his paradise, But he was lost and alone when he died.

No note was found where his body lay
Of the tragedy that landed him in that place.
But on a lemon tree there was a message wrote:
“Enjoy my friends. Drink’s on me.”
“Fill your cups to the brim.
Life can be bitter but it’s not the end.
Take a breath and sink or swim, Life goes down smooth like gin.”
Track Name: Lullaby
I am floating away,
Sinkin’ my head into another lullaby
I am floating away,
Sinkin’ my breathin’ to rhythm of drums.
Yeah, I am floating away, Sinkin’ my head into another lullaby.
I am floating away,
Syncing my breathing my journey’s begun.

I lay my head down
on a cloud as they pass me by. Sadness is the key
in which we sing our lives.
How lovely it would be to hear that tune coming from a different side,
How close we are to there
we don’t realize.

Nomadically, my mind wanders a free,
Slipping through the door of a third-eye scene, Through the landscapes of so many places: mountain tops, a dessert oasis.
Flipping through the index of my mind,
notes of the day unorganized.
No escape, but no regrets, and beat of the drums say that it’s not over yet.

I am floating away,
Sinkin’ my head into another lullaby
I am floating away,
Sinkin’ my breathin’ to rhythm of drums.
Yeah, I am floating away, Sinkin’ my head into another lullaby.
I am floating away,
Syncing my breathing my journey’s begun
Track Name: High Country Rock 'n' Roll
Standing here on this sandy beach,
Soaking in this mess from my head to my feet.
I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout what they call “you and me,” and I ain’t gonna lie woman, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout casting that idea to sea.
I’ve been a man yeah been strong, but the day is setting here, you know this day is getting long.

I told you girl that I’d be coming back,
And I know I told you honey, that I’d be headed home.
But you see when I get there, to you I might still be gone.

Won’t you play me some of that high country rock n roll, won’t you carry me south bound wind, take me like the wind and snow.
Won’t you play me some of that high country rock n roll. I know it’s wrong for some of us, but it can feel good to feel so cold.

The air is nice here, the trees are green,
And that sweet love reggae really rocks me to sleep.
Since, I’ve known you I’ve received so many blessing, so many graces, but you know I was bound to see far off places.
This bottle of bourbon, just ain’t helping me along, so just like the south bound wind.
I’ve got to keep blowin’ on.

Won’t you play me some of that high country rock n roll, won’t
you carry me south bound wind, take me like the wind and snow.
Won’t you play me some of that high country rock n roll. I know it’s wrong for some of us, but it can feel good to feel so cold.
Track Name: Whiskey Sue Live
Leather Seats, stained with blood, whiskey on the run. Bullets through my window, automatic guns.
St. Peter don’t you call me, gonna be my last run. Get me back to that woman and I swear that I’ll be done.
Picked up my gun to fire back, It was my mistake. Hit my mark but flipped the car and threw us in the lake.
Pete’s blood in the back seat, began to wash away. I barely made it out alive, but Pete can't say the same.
***
Runnin’ down this highway, holes in my boots. Jar in my jacket of those outlawed booz. The nigh is drippin’ fast, I hear those dogs howl. Pigs out to get me, I hear a shotgun shout.
***
Knockin’ on the back door, Sue answered fast. Clock struck the hour that would be her last. She tried to appease me, but I could not hear her speak. I broke that last bottle, right there at her feet.

I ain’t gonna be in your pocket no more, and I ain’t gonna play your games.

I gave you everything you wanted, I took away your shame.

Shame wasn’t my problem, at least my honor was intact, now I came here owing you a debt girl, and I’m here to pay it back.

Revenge ain’t an angel you can pray to for help. If you want me out of the picture, your gonna have to shoot me yourself.

I don’t need no gun, and I don’t need no knife, one of these days your gonna meet your end by your own devise.

She dropped her lantern in rage, as I dove out the window frame, and the bottle of booze I broke upon the floor ignited into flames.