Holden Mainstreet: Hannes/Willow/Nathan (Pure Music)

Welcome to Holden Main Street: a playful podcast series dedicated to capturing the daily life and creative musings of ordinary folk at Holden Village. Who are the people drawn to this wild and uniquely transformative mountain community? How do their descriptions of hilarity, wilderness living, shared work and interior exploration shape the landscape of their time here? Expect to be delighted by improvised stories, poetry readings, the sounds of tea being poured, songs being sung, and bits of whimsy inspired by the moment. Enjoy.

In this episode we are highlighting three fantastic musicians of the village (Hannes Carlsen /Willow Kitson/Nathan McClure), who had the opportunity to record some Holden original songs earlier this Summer. At this moment, I would love to give a big shout out to Dave Michel...who hauled his precious gear from Minnesota so that the village could have these opportunities. None of this would have been possible without his generosity and skill. This episode only contains the music. If you want to hear an in-depth and incredible fun conversation about how these songs were created...check out the Zebra Mussels edition.

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Transcript

Welcome to Holden Main Street: a playful podcast series dedicated to capturing the daily life and creative musings of ordinary folk at Holden Village. Who are the people drawn to this wild and uniquely transformative mountain community? How do their descriptions of hilarity, wilderness living, shared work and interior exploration shape the landscape of their time here? Expect to be delighted by improvised stories, poetry readings, the sounds of tea being poured, songs being sung, and bits of whimsy inspired by the moment. Enjoy.

Song I: All I need (Hannes Carlsen)
Song and lyrics written by Hannes Carlsen
Vocals performed by Hannes Carlsen
Piano performed by Steve Wolbrecht

I want to tell the world about a huge change in my life
It's hard remember what life was like before
I wrote these words to process the multitude of emotions
I've experienced these last few months

And I don't know why it took me so long to understand
what I have missed all this time but I've made my move and now I find

All I need at the end of the day
Is that sweet warm splash of my bidet
Every time I turn up the spray
All My problems fade away

When I wipe, I wipe away tears of joy
I'm no longer a boy
I'm all grown up
And if you care about the environment
Don't give Charmin another cent.
I can't be any succincter
I've never had a happier sphincter
god it feels so good to be clean

It's a religious movement
The greatest schisms of schisms
Followed by the holiest of holy baptisms
As long as I can hold it until I get home

All I need at the end of the day
Is that sweet warm splash of my bidet
Every time I turn up the spray
All My problems fade away

Song II: Free (Willow Kitson)
Song and lyrics written by Willow Kitson
Entire song performed by Willow Kitson

Well I've been living up in the mountains for some time now
I thought I outta go out and figure some things out
Wondering what to do, driving down the road
writing a grocery list on my hand

And I said what have all these hands done and what are they gonna do?
They smacked and punched and hugged and held me and you
They dug and swam and clawed and grabbed big oranges from the tree
They've led me and they've guided me
oh lord they've set me free, yes lord they've set me free.

Well I was walking through the store and I was pushing my shopping cart
grabbing vegetables, beer, and cookies shaped like hearts
and as my feet and as my legs walked me down the isle.
I heard a tune I could not shake and it's been buggin me a while

And I said what have all my feet done and what are they gonna do?
They've run and jumped and kicked my hind all the way to you?
They've swung and danced and toed and pranced up dust from the earth
They've led me and they've guided me
oh lord they've set me free, yes lord they've set me free.

Harmonica solo

Next time you're lookin at yourself in the eyes
think about all the stuff you've seen and all the stuff you've climbed
think about your feet and arms and hands and legs too
They've hugged and jumpped and kicked and thrown
and all of that times two

I said look at all we've done and look at what we're gonna do
we love and kiss and laugh and twist the whole day through
we've only the trees, ourselves, and wonders of the world
so go make peace and go make love
I'm talkin to you girl

Set me free set me free set me free set me free
we are free we are free we are free.

Song III: Blackbird & Garbo (Nathan McClure & Hannes Carlsen)
Lyrics written by Nathan McClure & Hannes Carlsen
Vocals performed by Nathan McClure
Guitar performed by Hannes Carlsen
Original song written by John Lennon/Paul McCartney

Blackbirds chillin in the garbo dome
the raven then have made this place their home
they wont leave me alone
diggin in the dumpster lookin for some styrofoam.

Blackbirds had themelves a time
even invited a magpie
I just might cry
they've taken all the tissues and strewn they awry

Blackbirds sigh
Blackbirds why
I wanna be friends but you gotta comply

Blackbirds thinkin they're at a spa
soakin up the steam of compost thaw
just one more caw
my patience has run thin and that would be the final straw

Blackbirds and I now get along
the church fly is now the nuisance in this song
buzzing along
landing in high places even though he knows it's wrong

Church fly
Church fly
I'd much rather have the hikeee's walk buy

Song IV: Roommate (Hannes Carlsen)
Song and lyrics written by Hannes Carlsen
Entire song performed by Hannes Carlsen

Tiny footsteps are coming from my ceiling
too big for a mouse and much too small to be my housemates 
And I can't sleep without knowing
where those tiny feet are going

My roommate is a Pine Martin 
he's a wild little thing
probably move out in the Spring
but in the Winter months we share a home

We get along just fine the ceiling's his; the floor is mine
I only wish we'd have the same bedtime

Because now I'm up late
listening to his footsteps
pitter/patter...my sleep don't matter to him

If he was a Feret
domesticated life he'd bear it
but he's a wild animal
it's no surprise he's intractable

My roommate is a Pine Martin 
he's a wild little thing
probably move out in the Spring
but in the Winter months we share a home

We get along just fine the ceiling's his; the floor is mine
I only wish we'd have the same bedtime

Because now I'm up late
listening to his footsteps
pitter/patter...my sleep don't matter to him

pitter/patter...pitter/patter all night
pitter/patter...all the way to daylight