The Map of Above, The Map of Below

by Gregory Hoskins and Gary Craig

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    “On their marvelous new album The Map of Above, The Map of Below, the Canadian duo or singer-songwriter Gregory Hoskins and timekeeping percussionist Gary Craig invited celebrated guests Colin Linden and Hawksley Workman to participate. As consummate professionals they did not phone in their parts. But the Beggars Virtual Choir absolutely did: The 30-voice chorale is composed of fans who sang their parts into handheld communication devices and emailed their efforts forth. The crowd-sourced choir is just one of the album’s charms. Lyrics are real and bittersweet, arrangements are nimble, and the overall effect evokes a rum-based half dream involving Paul Simon, Joe Henry and truth.”

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Artful non-fiction lyric over textured roots grooves. A drums/guitar collaboration between noted Canadian singer-songwriter Gregory Hoskins and drummer Gary Craig (Bruce Cockburn, Blackie and the Rodeo Kings, Anne Murray, Jann Arden, Kathleen Edwards, Justin Rutledge, Jenn Grant...) Features a 30 voice choir curated on the internet, each part sung into a computer/phone, emailed to gh and then assembled.
Recorded and mixed analog.

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released August 26, 2013

Gregory Hoskins
guitars, vocals, trumpet

Gary Craig
drums, percussion, vibraphone, bass

All songs by Gregory Hoskins
Arranged by Gary Craig and Gregory Hoskins
Produced by Gary Craig and Gregory Hoskins
Except "Surgery", Arranged and Produced by Gregory Hoskins and Hawksley Workman, additional production by Gary Craig.

Special Guests
Hawksley Workman
Colin Linden
Jerome Godboo
Lisa Hodgson and Colleen Hodgson
The Beggars Virtual Choir

Recorded at:
Found Sound, Toronto, ON, by David Travers Smith
Revolution Recording, Toronto, ON, by Jason Dufour
HawksleytownV, Huntsville, ON, by Brad Kilpatrick
Signal Path, Almonte, ON, by Ken Friesen
The Boogie Barn, Guelph, ON, by G.H. and G.C.

Mixed by Ken Friesen at Signal Path, Almonte, ON.
Mastered by Joao Carvalho at Joao Carvalho Mastering, Toronto, ON.

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Track Name: Providence Line
Providence Line

It was a broken priest that bound us
To our broken vows
Broken is how they found us
And I'm still broken now
Let me lay it out for you
So the truth will shine
On what went down
At the edge of town
On Providence Line

You take yours and I'll take mine
And we'll leave the rest all behind
Dip our memories in turpentine
And watch the colors run down
Providence Line.

The plans were laid
The bed was made
The ghosts danced on and on
We did our best
I guess, I guess,
For daughters and for son
It was on that ribbon of dust and gravel
Where I learned
There are some roads that we travel
By which we don’t return

You take yours and I'll take mine
And we'll leave the rest all behind
Dip our memories in turpentine
And watch the colors run down
Providence Line.

It was a broken priest that bound us
To our broken vows
Broken is how they found us
And I'm still broken now
Let me lay it out for you
So the truth will shine
Speaking of truth,
I know you’ve got yours
And, Darlin’, I got mine.

You take yours and I'll take mine
And we'll leave the rest all behind
Dip our memories in turpentine
And watch the colors run down
Providence Line.

What did you take to Providence Line
What did you leave on Providence Line
What did you doubt on Providence Line
Did you believe on Providence Line
What did you face on Providence Line
What did you flee on Providence Line
Let us rejoice, Providence Line
And let us grieve.
Track Name: Sweet Redemption
Sweet Redemption

I’m yearning, I’m churning
My sacred heart is burning
With each and every sunrise
Another shot, another stab
Another kick at the can
Follow the truth
or follow the lies.

Sweet Redemption
Sweet Redemption
Someday you will be mine
I’ll fall for you, crawl for you,
stagger through my life for you
and a touch of your lips so kind.

Now, we’re all born as clean
as the blood of the lamb
We get dirtied up on the way
Be you mystic
Be you junkie
Be you government flunky
Everyone travels
Everyone pays.

Sweet Redemption
Sweet Redemption
Someday you will be mine
I’ll fall for you, crawl for you,
stagger through my life for you
and a touch of your lips so kind.
Track Name: There Will Be Good Days
There Will BE Good Days

Well I wish I could say everything is going to be ok
I wish I was the kind of man who could get behind things that way
But there's work to be one, and the devil to pay
There’s not much that is sure and true
But this I swear to you

There will be good days
There will be good days
There will be good days
Ahead

I wish I could say the stars will never fall
That money don't matter,
And love conquers all.
But these promises we make
So easy in the light of day
Just as easy fail when the shadows crawl

But there will be good days
There will be good days
There will be good days
Ahead

It's hard to hear you cry in the dark
It's hard to watch you get your scars
But note how the tears pool around your heart
Superman and Jesus Christ
Hercules and Joan of Arc
Everyone is tested by the fire
It's how we find out who we are

But there will be good days
There will be good days
There will be good days
Ahead
Track Name: Come Over Me
Come Over Me

I have seen the sunset like this before
Making off with the day like a thief through the door
If my companion lay near me on such a night
I’ll say, “Put a gun in the mouth of the day, baby,
Put out the light.”

Come on over here, come on over now
Just come over me
Lay your hands, say your vows over me
Give me what I want, let it pour over me
La la la la la la la la

Just come over me now.
I am crippled by doubt in this house that is not my home.
If I act, I act out of fear and fear alone.
“I’ve got a suggestion,” my companion says,
“Why, oh, why don’t you try
To act out of love instead…
And come over here…”

Come on over here, come on over now
Just come over me
Lay your hands, say your vows over me
Give me what I want, let it pour over me
La la la la la la la la
Just come over me now.

I have seen the sunset like this before
Making off with the day like a thief through the door
If my companion lay near me on such a night
I’ll say, “Put a gun in the mouth of the day, baby,
Put out the light.”
And come over here

Come on over here, come on over now
Come over me...
Track Name: Feel Like A King
Feel Like A King

I feel like a king when I pay the phone bill
When a promise I’ve made is finally fulfilled
I feel like a king when there’s cash in the vault
When the shit hits the fan
And its clearly not my fault
I feel like a king
When I detect
Even the slightest hint of truth
Pass my lips

And I’ll cry,
I’ll sing,
Till I,
Feel like a king beside you.

I feel like a king when my lover’s breath
Comes quick and comes hard,
In her little death
I feel like a king when I pray and when I’m heard
When the word becomes flesh and the flesh becomes word
I feel like a king
When I command
The legions of pleasure
With my own hand.

And I’ll cry,
I’ll sing,
Till I,
Feel like a king beside you.
Track Name: Mama's Boy
Mama's Boy

Oh, Mama’s Boy
Needs permission
To enjoy
A little kissin'
He ain’t coy,
He ain’t fishin'
For sympathy,
Not he.
Oh, Mama’s Boy
Leaves unspoken
Words of love,
Those simple tokens
Of faith and trust
That can be broken
So carelessly.

But he's got a heart that's beating
And the notion he's been needing
Some kind of something he ain't had before
Then he'll be,
Then we'll see,
Mama’s Boy no more.
Track Name: It's Always Something
It's Always Something

There’s something hot about young flesh
There’s something cool about the clothes
There’s something moving in my middle
There’s something calling I should loathe
There’s something ageless in young love
There’s something burning in my breast
There’s something freeing in our contract
And stale beneath our breath.

If it’s not one thing, then it’s another
It’s always something.

There’s something lonely in a crowd
There’s something rich about the poor
There’s something fleeting in the concrete
There’s something locked about that door
There’s something holy in the church
There’s something selfish in my prayers
There’s something cruel about your mercy
And cluttering your stairs.

If it’s not one thing, then it’s another
It’s always something.
Track Name: Porn Stars
Porn Stars

Well it's lights, camera. action
The porn stars are working
The director is vague
The best boy is jerking
Off
in the distance
An old priest mumbles
Words of consecration
While his congregation crumbles
Down
on the boulevard
The young, wild, and willing
Make out, make time, make plans
To make a killing in
The night
air is filled
With the thrumming of wires
Invisible networks
On a background of stars
Shine
on, Jillian
Shine on, Jack
We heard you hit the road
And you ain’t never coming back.

Oh, Oh, Oh...

here is a basement
Where dreams go to die
Conspiracy theorists
Trumpet the falling of the
Sky
larks at the bird feeder
Cats on the ground
It's been ever thus
One the finder, one the
Found
—ations tremble
Mobs assemble
Chanting words of war
That's what freedom's
For
—tunes rise and fall and
Through it all
We act like we’ve never
Seen this all before.

Oh, Oh, Oh...

It's hard to have faith
in the plans that we make
And the hearts we hold,
and the risks we take
When we get out of bed
on a bet someone made
To see if we could get through
the day unscathed.
And I can't receive love,
but I'm not into hate
My compass is shot, I can't locate
The room with the treasure,
the door with the code
The map of above
The map of below.
Track Name: I Will Find A Way To Let You Down
I Will Find A Way To Let You Down

I will find a way to let you down
If there is a way it will be found
I will do the crime without a sound
I will find a way to let you down

Cover me with perfume
And the coolest clothes
You can cover me in your room,
Still, my naked heart will know

I will find a way to let you down
If there is a way it will be found
I will do the crime without a sound
I will find a way to let you down

You cannot blame
The innocent wind
For whatever change
It blows in.
It's a cryin’ shame
That you pinned
Your hopes
On a dark horse
With no wings

I will find a way…
Track Name: Surgery
Surgery

I called, you came.
Concealing your name
Revealing by shades
The rules of the game.

Surgery
Is all that this Love can be.
Your scalpel has been forged
In the spark of a kiss
Your orders come in code
On pages of mist.

Surgery
Is all that this Love can be.
Love,
Is the only
True agent
of change.
So, cut…
Cut me deeply.
And rearrange.

Surgery
Is all that this Love can be.