The Map of Above, The Map of Below

by Gregory Hoskins and Gary Craig

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    Brad Wheeler, The Globe and Mail, National Edition
    “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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1.
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.
2.
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.
3.
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
4.
Come Over Me 03:55
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...
5.
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.
6.
Mama's Boy 02:57
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.
7.
To Be Open 04:59
8.
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.
9.
Porn Stars 04:42
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.
10.
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…
11.
Surgery 03:37
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.

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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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