Callum Gentleman EP

by Callum Gentleman

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    Perfectly designed for display on your cars dashboard, bedside table, as a beer coaster ... options are almost limitless. Can also play music. Artwork by Mr Brendan Turner.

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released April 15, 2016

Callum Gentleman - Voice & Guitar
Reb Fountain - Voice on Black Angel
Alayna Powley - Voice on Joseph
Ben Collier - Guitar & Uke
Brendan Turner - Bass
Cole Goodley - Percussion (incl that creepy bowed cymbal)
Jonathan Brittain - Brass
Louise Evans - Strings
Ryan Green - Recording & Mix
Angus McNaughton - Mastering

Composed & Produced by Callum Gentleman

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Callum Gentleman New Zealand

Tales told with a silver tongue. Some in song. Some poems. Sordsmith for Panhadlers.

Callum plays blues/folk noir with the odd dash of country. It’s Nick Cave meets The Smiths in a dark alley where they conspire to kidnap Bob Dylan and move to New Zealand. It’s Tom Waits sharing moonshine with Leonard Cohen at 4am ... more

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Track Name: Beresford Street
Roll me to the bottom of Beresford Street
Hang me out to dry
Roll me to the bottom of Beresford Street
Or bury me alive

I’m in prison in the middle of Beresford Square
Chained to the bar
I’m in prison in the middle of Beresford Square
Between the bottle & this guitar

So pour another whiskey
Maybe shoot me in the head
If I survive tonight
I’ll still wish that I was dead

I’m hanging with the hookers & the screaming queens
I don’t know what to say
So I’ll sing another song & maybe cut afew lines
I might even pray

I’m staring down the barrel of Beresford Street
Towards the church on the hill
Should I try to make my Sunday meeting?
Or drop another pill

Or Drink another whiskey
Maybe shoot me in the head
If I survive tonight
I’ll still wish that I was dead

You know that I’m not the kind of guy that can say no
So I guess this is how I go

Roll me to the bottom of Beresford Street
Hang me out to dry
I said hang me at the bottom of Beresford Street
Before I see the light of day

Why do I end up this way?
Track Name: Black Angel (with Reb Fountain)
There's another Black Angel
On the other side of the wall
Another dark cloud behind your silver lining
You know the grass could always be greener
On the other side of the wall
But you’re another fence sitter
Who’s given up on trying

There's another daredevil
Heading for a fall
Another shooting star looking after their leaping
There's just another cross to carry
On the other side of the wall
But you’re a bare naked emperor
Without clothes to hang off

You found the keys to happiness
Then you lost the door
You cleaned the windows to your soul
But never opened the curtains
You know the sunlight is beaming down
On the other side of the wall
Tomorrow might be a brighter day
But you cant be certain

You've been preaching many virtues to the virtuous
You've been spitting out advice
Like you think you mean it
You've been trying to lead the blind
When they know a better way
You're just another daydream believer
Sleepwalking this beaten path

It's another wounded night
Another black coffee
A shot of rum to get your voices flowing
It's just another bleeding evening
Nailed to your wall
Well I might not be the man you want
At all
But at least I am still here trying
Track Name: Paris in the Spring
Well it was Paris in the spring
When he fell down
The red wine took it's toll

The blossoms filled the trees
Sun hit the ground
Cocaine took its toll

Early morning in Montmartre
He climbed the stairs
The late night took it's toll

He had stayed to close the bar To drown his cares
Old age took it's toll

Please don't judge the guy
for giving up on trying You just don't know what the season might hold

He clambered up a wall
Threw down his bag
He swayed to and fro

The hulk of Sacré Cœur
Leaned on his back
Paris loomed below

The cool northern breeze
danced with the sun They tangoed on his cheek

He crumbled to his knees
He knew he was done
His will was too weak
The red wine had won

Please don't judge the guy
for giving up on trying
You just don't know what the season might hold

Please don't judge the guy
for giving up on trying
You just don't know what the season might bring

The body of a man
Lies on the ground
The girl had stolen everything
All she left him was some red wine
She left him in Paris in the Spring
Track Name: Joseph (with Alayna Powley)
So Joseph wandered down to the river to pray
He saw Mary bathing
He could not look away
Now Joseph swore commitment to his wife that day
But when he saw Mary naked
His resolution strayed

And it’s hard
It’s so hard
When she smiles so sweetly

Mary seemed like an innocent chick
But she did subtle things
That made every man
Want to grab her quick
Mary was a lass
Who knew all of those tricks

And it’s hard
And it’s hard
When she smiles so sweetly

So Joseph ran up to the church to confess
But there was little Mary wearing little less than a flimsy silky dress
Joseph closed his eyes the man did his best
But sometimes you just cant tame that beast

And it’s hard
And it’s hard
When she smiles so sweetly

And it’s hard
And it’s so so hard
When she smiles so sweetly