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Music

tantalizing snippets from the forthcoming album...

Lotus in the Mud

Breath of Life

Out There

Shot in the Dark

Lyrics

Lotus in the Mud

I heard it from a child
He smiled and whispered close to me
There’s a secret fort where we all shoot at
Creativity
Catapults shot astronauts
To get a better view
Auto parts and northern lights
Shot me close to her halo

Think she’s got her head on me
With some kind of quality
Think she sees something I see
Lotus in the Mud

Taking off my face
To hang it on the wall
Spilled ashtrays and orange peels
Clinging to the floor
Wake up in the morning
Not sure where I’ve been
The crystal gardens I once knew
Have scratched the hell I’m in

Think she’s got her head on me
With some kind of quality
Think she sees something I see
Lotus in the Mud

Breath of Life

My heart was racing like a syncopated tool
In search of all the truth within view
Tonight I want to gather from our gloom
Together we all stand inside this room
But I can see the walls around me fading
And the works of last year’s man come to fruition
And the games you play will always be perdition
So open up your doors and let me in them

It’s just a breath of life
To make it all come true
It’s just a breath of life
A spark from me to you

We tumble round in circles
Just to dig in deeper yet
And holding on to miracles
Makes everything else dead

But I can see the world around me moving
And your tender touches missing are so soothing
And the life that you and I know of is so lacking
Of love and love and love and love…

It’s just a breath of life
To make it all come true
It’s just a breath of life
A spark from me to you

It’s just a breath of life

Four Reasons of the Season

You don’t want to make me hurt
You don’t want to make me mad
There’s a sudden chill in the air
The chemistry isn’t there
Cause although you’d like to see me
You don’t really want to see me
You don’t really want
Anyone at all

It’s the first greatest reason of the season of the year
It’s the first greatest reason of the season of this new year

You see him in me, life’s not fair
If it were a matter of my hair
I could really change it rearrange it
Put a part or pull it out
But something’s telling me you keep pushing me
It’s not skin deep

It’s the second greatest reason of the season of the year
It’s the second greatest reason of the season of this new year

You say you’re tired of trying
Well cheers to trying
Cause I would buy you flowers
Kiss in showers, bring you cards and take you out
Now that you’re rid of me I’ve got a right to see
How were you trying?

It’s the third greatest reason of the season of the year
It’s the third greatest reason of the season of this new year

You don’t want any attachments
You don’t want no strange entrapments
You believe I do
But I didn’t make the golden rule
Why are you so cruel
I don’t like to sleep alone
I wonder if you do
It’s easy for you

It’s the fourth greatest reason of the season of the year
It’s the fourth greatest reason of the season of this new year

Work a Day Clown

Driving, with some things on my mind
Thinking about calling, when I’ve got the time
Wandering, all around this town
Tripping, hit my head on the Work a Day Clown

I’ve been thinking about going home
For some peace of mind
It’s about damn time
I’ve been wondering ‘bout the stories you told
What part of it’s real, what part have you sold

Packing, it’s a happy thing
Smoking, light a candle and a world of dreams
Drinking, with some friends of mine
Laughing, all around the clock
I forgot the time

I’ve been thinking about going home
For some peace of mind
It’s about damn time
I’ve been wondering about the stories you told
What part of it’s real
What part have you sold

Out There

Asleep I fell in deep
Did not know where to go
Help me, help me
Leave me alone

Dark as day as bright as night
Is wind of thoughts of knowing of sight
I can not find my way out there
Thinking of this not knowing of light

Old Irish stranger life fulfilled
Onward valley sunset by foot
Seen him standing in sunset red
Shadow over his wandering head

Asleep I fell in deep
Did not know where to go
Help me, help me
Leave me alone

Siren Songs

I drink my cup of water
To wash out lifeless food
I stared up at the moon tonight
And noticed it was full
I try to put my thoughts aside
And contemplate a song
I try to keep my focus
As I sit and sing along
Cause cats are screeching to me
Somewhere outside my wall
And sirens were all blaring
Earlier at city hall
Sometimes I hear the neighbors scream
Sometimes their babies too
Sometimes my soul reciprocates
The silent screams from you

I wish this anguish giving birth
Would point me to the way
And make sense of all these siren songs
I hear from day to day

The cars are whirring past my window
And my gravel lawn
My mind is blowing past the things
I should have already done
But I know the things that I must do
I know them very well
I know there’s inspiration
Hiding somewhere in this hell
If I could find it lurking
Somewhere close enough the read
If I could find it in this song
I’d have all that I need

Alas there is no spark in here
Or in the things I do
Like staring at the moon tonight
And noticing it’s full
So I’ll just pray I find a way
To brighten up the mood
And drink my cup of water
To wash out lifeless food

Ballad of a Troll

Narrow minded stubbord little man wast he
Pointing and starking many an argumental disgusting
All but ower the frenzy
Butchering thee very soul purpose off art

This is a ballad of a troll
I can’t control the troll you know
Don’t pay the toll
He’s just a troll

Not so many as none wast the open gap in hist mind
Convertink an abstract to mean hist meaningful mean
Bending the notes to sway his meaningful sway
Conspiring grimaces between himselfish and him
Only to those whose noses mark brown
Doest he concern interest and sometwat respectable canny

Those who shall bear the mark of brown shalt be considered
His servants chosen skillful by the narrow one
To carry out hist biddings

This is a ballad of a troll
I can’t control the troll you know
Don’t pay the toll
He’s just a troll

Cunning ast a child he is, lodgincoal spaz himself
Twitch would always produce me to boggle
Why was he haired to preach regionaligion
If he doest worship to devilskull

Stars and Moon Pillow

Passed on through time
Came up in dreams
It’s here and there
And in the trees
And in feelings
The sky I gaze
If I captured it there
I’d never be sane
Like the first snowfall
Of the year I feel
before it’s seen
Like the Milky Way
Euphoric drunk
I feel so far away

To get you a glimpse
To catch you a save
It shines off the moon
Like it shines off of you
In better times
When you feel near
Breathe in the atmosphere
Breathe out your fear

The source that divides
Into debris
Words and worlds
And entropy
We praise it, you know it
I count it out loud
It combines and unites
As we tear this world apart

Vivid You

In this mess of mass distress
I cast myself into
But this orifice of painful bliss
I need to hold on to
You know I see you as a view
Of the infamous regret
But who’s to blame
It’s all the same
This wanting to forget
The boring part of bleeding heart
Is that he’s not surprised
Cause he’s no stranger to the danger
Played before his eyes
The further he goes the more he knows
That he’s in deeper debt
Of insane silence
Mental violence
And everything I can’t get

Everything I see
Everything I do
Every sense that I can feel
Bleeds of Vivid You
Something wrong’s inside
I don’t know what to do
Cause every time I look away
It needs of Vivid You

Should I lie awake
And lie for sake
Of the life that I’ll miss
Should I not contend
And just pretend
I don’t need more than this
I let it be perhaps I’ll see
When will the lesson learn
I feel dislove rise high above
I sit and let it burn

Soaring wave shoots its path
It’s aftermath’s not new
It cuts it hurts it bleeds
It needs of Vivid You
I can’t escape this world I’m in
That needs of Vivid You
What is this thing
that stands between
Me and Vivid You

The Word

Love, the word, is tossed around so casually
I’ve been lost to all of its mystery
Shine a light, make it something
We can feel, you and I
Could possibly rewrite history

I’m moving to ya
I see right through ya
I know you want
The same thing that I do
So what’s it to ya
I never knew ya
I never knew ya!

Bio

Haas is an indie recording artist originally hailing from Wisconsin and currently residing in Southern California.  Musical influences range from folk rock legends like Neil Young, Bob Dylan, and Leonard Cohen to the spaced out psychedelic soundscapes of The Flaming Lips, Tame Impala, Radiohead, Sigur Ros, Pink Floyd, and The Beatles.  It is not uncommon to hear multi-layered instrumentation and samples taken from homemade field recordings and found sounds, including a variety of animals Haas lived with on an animal farm for a number of years.

Lyrically, associations can be found with the spiritual yearning and social reform so common to 60′s counter-culture movements.  Explorations of the micro and macrocosmic worlds and references to the human condition and its metaphysical overtones are woven into these lush, organic compositions.

Members

those who made this album work...

Eric Hasenfang

Vocals

me-member Singer/Songwriter, Rhythm Guitar, Misc Keys, Harmonica, Samples, Production

Cameron Meadows

cammember Lead Guitar, misc fluff

John Avila

avilamembers Mad Thumpin’ Bass

Sandro Feliciano

sandrodrumstagline1 Tasty grooves, percussion, mouth noises

Sasha Smith

sashamember Hammond Organ, Fender Rhodes, Melodica, and Accordian.

Jamison Hollister

jamisonmember Sweet and savory pedal steel, whimsical mandolin.

Adam Fuller

Engineer

adammember

Recorded at A Fuller Sound Studio in Sunland, CA. 

Adam also worked as assistant engineer at the legendary Sound City Studios in Los Angeles before closing their doors.

Worked With: Rick Rubin, Ry Cooder, Joe Barresi, Jim Scott, Jack Knife Lee

Recording Credits: Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers, Crosby Stills & Nash, Dixie Chix, Metallica, ZZ Top, Dennis Wilson, Tokio Hotel, Tegan & Sara, Ry Cooder, Weezer, The Breeders, Rancid, Bad Religion, Slash, Queens of the Stone Age

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Mail:info@haasmusic.net

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