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Inside-Out
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Hayden puts down the guitar for a while and tickles the ivories for a little jazz-inspired moment.
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I was raised in the Northwest, swimming in lakes and climbing trees in rich, beautiful green forests. I loved having the mountains always on the horizons all around me. I've had a love of music for as far back as I can remember. My sister has always been very musical and she was a big influence on me early- always encouraging me to sing and play along with her and her guitar. "Country Roads" and "House of the Rising Sun" were a couple of our favorites. I picked up various instruments over the years - I even played my face when nothing else was around for me to play. It's a hidden talent that will probably stay so - though I still do it now and then when no one's around. Music has sent me on various journeys over the years. It's been a long trip that's brought me through school jazz bands, a Portland Oregon punk band (the Stoopid Chemists, for the curious), and on to New York where I've been involved with various music projects over the passed few years. After years of performing in bands, I've decided to take on a solo mission. The songs here are the result of my endeavor...
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Genre
Jazz Jazz Vocals
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#6,833 today Peak #66
#608 in subgenre Peak #9
Author
hayden yates
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hayden yates
Uploaded
January 08, 2004
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Inside-Out Wouldn’t it be easier to just pack it in? To hurry to the part where the story ends Where you make amends or learn to live With the consequence of living life From the inside-out Wouldn’t it be easier to let it go? To let the curtain drop on your one-man show Let the undertow drag you out to sea Let the afterglow finally fade away Nothing more to say Yes, I’m sure I’ve made my bed And you know people really never forget The things you said Things you regret Wouldn’t it be handy to just disappear? To evaporate like a tear You were never here No one cared for you Just a breeze that was passing though A flame that burned out too soon What good are you?
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