Blue End of the World
from A Town Called Hesitation by Jack Hotel
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital AlbumCD is presented in a colorful four-panel digipak featuring artwork by Günter Voelker and photography by Katie Voelker.
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Record/Vinyl + Digital Album12" record comes in a full-color sleeve featuring artwork by Günter Voelker, as well as an 8.5"x11" insert with lyrics and full credits on one side and a poster on the other. Perfect for frisbee, or for refashioning into an ashtray, or even an end table!
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lyrics
Just outside of town, and just a little off the road
In an otherwise darkened field of corn
On a cloudy summer night, when the moon is just a sliver
And you can't see what's at the end of your arm
There's a giant neon cross, standing empty as a thought
Throwing neon blue all across a field
I don't remember how we found it but the moths would flutter 'round it
Just like ashes at the blue end of the world
Some farmer must have lit it up, a sign of hope for travelers
People far away from their home
But we used to park beneath it and lie cheek to cheek to cheek
It was you, me, and Jimmy out there on our own
It's the oldest tale there is: I loved you and so did Jim
And you loved both of us in different ways
I loved the blue glint in your eye as we lay and faced the sky
And the smell of your hair as it brushed my face
Well, that giant neon cross left an imprint when you closed your eyes
The way blueberry juice will stain your hand
It just burned so damn strong, kept burning the summer long
It burned much harder than my poor young heart could stand
So when Jim got the job cutting wood in Washington
I could hardly wait for him to go
And in my mind I bade my time and I burned the summer hours
Down to ashes at the blue end of the world
It was early in the morning when his Greyhound bus was leaving
And we drove him to the station in your car
And you know I could have died when you kissed him on the lips
'Cause I hated how he'd store that in his heart
And when we turned to leave I felt a blue wind in my jacket sleeve
And saw the sad expression on your face
It was the cast of someone grieving, unacquainted with the feeling
Of a love that's out of step and out of place
Outside a diner on I-80, I knelt and pulled a box out
And my words stuck in my throat just like a pearl
And then the snow started to fall, and it fluttered all around your face
Like ashes at the blue end of the world
You did not seem surprised; you just nodded and you closed your eyes
I stood and I delivered you a kiss
And from the taste still on your lips, and the neon blue inside my chest
I knew that part of you would still be his
Well, the intervening years have seen us dry behind the ears
And as we settled down the neon cross grew dim
But when we got the call from Jim's sister in the fall
To tell us that something had happened to him
You drove off in the car, the same one we used to park
And I knew that I had been shortsighted
To forget that time is elastic, fire stretches and contracts it
Yes, I knew that neon flame was still ignited
Some farmer must have lit it up, a sign of hope for travelers
As the road before their headlights unfurled
But we used to park beneath it and lie cheek to cheek to cheek
Drawn like moths to the blue end of the world
Yeah, we used to park beneath it and lie cheek to cheek to cheek
Drawn like moths to the blue end of the world
In an otherwise darkened field of corn
On a cloudy summer night, when the moon is just a sliver
And you can't see what's at the end of your arm
There's a giant neon cross, standing empty as a thought
Throwing neon blue all across a field
I don't remember how we found it but the moths would flutter 'round it
Just like ashes at the blue end of the world
Some farmer must have lit it up, a sign of hope for travelers
People far away from their home
But we used to park beneath it and lie cheek to cheek to cheek
It was you, me, and Jimmy out there on our own
It's the oldest tale there is: I loved you and so did Jim
And you loved both of us in different ways
I loved the blue glint in your eye as we lay and faced the sky
And the smell of your hair as it brushed my face
Well, that giant neon cross left an imprint when you closed your eyes
The way blueberry juice will stain your hand
It just burned so damn strong, kept burning the summer long
It burned much harder than my poor young heart could stand
So when Jim got the job cutting wood in Washington
I could hardly wait for him to go
And in my mind I bade my time and I burned the summer hours
Down to ashes at the blue end of the world
It was early in the morning when his Greyhound bus was leaving
And we drove him to the station in your car
And you know I could have died when you kissed him on the lips
'Cause I hated how he'd store that in his heart
And when we turned to leave I felt a blue wind in my jacket sleeve
And saw the sad expression on your face
It was the cast of someone grieving, unacquainted with the feeling
Of a love that's out of step and out of place
Outside a diner on I-80, I knelt and pulled a box out
And my words stuck in my throat just like a pearl
And then the snow started to fall, and it fluttered all around your face
Like ashes at the blue end of the world
You did not seem surprised; you just nodded and you closed your eyes
I stood and I delivered you a kiss
And from the taste still on your lips, and the neon blue inside my chest
I knew that part of you would still be his
Well, the intervening years have seen us dry behind the ears
And as we settled down the neon cross grew dim
But when we got the call from Jim's sister in the fall
To tell us that something had happened to him
You drove off in the car, the same one we used to park
And I knew that I had been shortsighted
To forget that time is elastic, fire stretches and contracts it
Yes, I knew that neon flame was still ignited
Some farmer must have lit it up, a sign of hope for travelers
As the road before their headlights unfurled
But we used to park beneath it and lie cheek to cheek to cheek
Drawn like moths to the blue end of the world
Yeah, we used to park beneath it and lie cheek to cheek to cheek
Drawn like moths to the blue end of the world
credits
from A Town Called Hesitation,
released June 27, 2020
Günter Voelker - guitar, vocal
Kim Taruc - upright
Joe Salvati - dobro
Josh Rector - violin
featuring
Max Morrissey - banjo
Brian McGovern - vocal
Sas Liska - vocal
Günter Voelker - guitar, vocal
Kim Taruc - upright
Joe Salvati - dobro
Josh Rector - violin
featuring
Max Morrissey - banjo
Brian McGovern - vocal
Sas Liska - vocal
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Jack Hotel Lincoln, Nebraska
Jack Hotel contains multitudes. A listen to their discography reveals a range that encompasses Ry Cooder and Leo Kottke, Gillian Welch and Townes Van Zandt, Mississippi John Hurt and Etta Baker — but this band is no mere product of its influences. Since their start in 2012, Jack Hotel has proven itself one of the best, and most original, folk acts in the midwest. ... more
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