Epic Handshakes and a Bear Hug

by Wild Honey

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Lo primero que suena en “Epic Handshakes and a Bear Hug”, el disco de debut de Wild Honey, es un “uhuhuuu”, la voz de Guillermo, unas palmas… todo va entrando y saliendo poco a poco: trompeta y ukelele, teclado, silbidos. Sin empujar, cada elemento en su sitio. Ni más ni menos.

Para grabar “Epic Handshakes and a Bear Hug” Guillermo tuvo que apartar muebles de su casa, buscando espacios donde acumular micrófonos, instrumentos y cables, para tenerlos a mano y a la vez no molestasen demasiado. Todas las pistas se grabaron allí y, con una mudanza de por medio, los discos se han encartado también en su casa con el mismo espíritu con el que se grapan las páginas de un fanzine.

El disco se mezcló en siete días, en el estudio de Brad Jones, “Alex The Great” en Nashville. El resultado es un disco que rezuma amor por la música. Se pueden escuchar ecos del Brill Building, The Zombies, el primer Scott Walker, las bandas sonoras de Sherman Brothers para Disney, Michel Legrand, Curt Boettcher, música Bubblegum, toda la línea que va de la música sentimental y alegre de la América de primera mitad del siglo XX a un Sufjan Stevens de bolsillo o Jens Lekman con mirada y voz inocentes. Pop arreglado que pretende ser bonito y lo es, canciones redondas, arreglos cuidados y homenajes.

El disco se puede adquirir en un único formato: LP (vinilo rojo 180gr) que viene acompañado por la versión CD del disco:
www.thisiswildhoney.com


English:

The first thing you hear on Wild Honey’s debut album, “Epic Handshakes And A Bear Hug”, is a “uhuhuuu”, then a voice, then some handclaps… and bit by bit, everything starts to fit in it’s place at the right time: a trumpet and a ukelele, a keyboard, whistles…

To record this album, Guillermo had to move all the furniture in his house, in order to get some space to place microphones, instruments and cables, to have everything handy and out of the way at the same time. All the tracks were recorded there and all the records were put on their sleeves there as well, with the same enthusiasm someone fastens with staples the pages of a fanzine.

The album was mixed in seven days at “Alex The Great”, Brad Jones’ Studio in Nashville. Since day one Brad and Guillermo found some common ground and made a fruitful connection. The result is a beautiful album in which you can recognize his love for music and distant echoes from Brill Building, the Zombies, early Scott Walker, the soundtracks of the Sherman Brothers for Disney, Michel Legrand, Curt Boettcher, bubblegum pop, and all the sentimental and cheerful american music from the first half of the 20th Century to Sufjan Stevens and Jens Lekman. Pop with carefully crafted arrangements that makes every song special in a different way. “Epic Handshakes and a bear hug” is a handful of beautiful songs to discover and cherish.

The album is sold on one only format, a vinyl (180gr red vinyl) that comes with a cd version here:
www.thisiswildhoney.com

credits

released 29 October 2009
- Recorded and produced by Guillermo Farré at Sunshine (Madrid)
- Mixed by Brad Jones at Alex The Great (Nashville)
- Mastered by Jim DeMain at Yes Master (Nashville)
- Cover Art: Grande Graphix

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Track Name: Whistling Rivalry
We posed for a family portrait
When you were nine
It hung on the walls of your bedroom
Until you turned twenty-one

It then grew old in a wooden box
Along with pictures that we took in Rome
It never felt right
To hang them on a wall

With pictures of school friends,
Of city crowds
Of ancient girlfriends
Of family dogs
Of that New Year’s Eve party in 1994

Where we’re playing by the river
And climbing trees
With friends I can’t remember
All with scabby knees
Pictures of family secrets I’m glad I’m not involved in

I found that portrait two weeks ago
I hadn’t seen it in years
Were we ever that young?
It was that whistling rivalry that made us strong
Track Name: 1918-1920
You promised that after winter
You’ll come to pick me up
To drive all around Europe
Like the old days, dressed in white

I’ve noticed by your handwriting
That you started drinking again
Reminded me of those years
Back then it was never too late

The spring time breeze
The winter haze
Green apple pies and stomach aches
We slept together for a thousand days
In a row

The echoes of your letter
Don’t get to fill this room
There are words that get me better
There are words that hurt like hell

The spring time breeze
The winter haze
Green apple pies and stomach aches
We slept together for a thousand days
In a row

Sometimes seems that you forgot…

The spring time breeze
The winter haze
Green apple pies and stomach aches
We slept together for a thousand days
In a row
Track Name: To Steal a Piece of Art
Back in the day you were
An average chess player
But you got to travel
Around the world

Got to play games with
Some famous chess players
Then you retired
In your home town

And you started teaching math
At the local school

You played chess in the park
And made friends with a man that
Once conquered the world
With his avant-garde art

He told you his life was a farce
That he dreamt with someone
Stealing or destroying his piece of art

Early in the morning, that day,
Everybody was still sleeping
And you kept yourself awake
With a newspaper you’d found

And you started to think
How easy it could be
To steal a piece of art
And you started to think
How easy it could be
It’ll be for you, sweetheart
Track Name: The Big Parade
See the raising sun
See the frozen lake
People getting up to go to work
And us going late to bed

See the morning stars
Buy some fresh baked bread
And upon the roof we’ll watch
The big parade

See streets soaked in rain
Hide from those already dead
And upon the roof we’ll watch
The big parade
The big parade
The big parade
The big parade
Track Name: Gold Leaf
I look at the past
Through this old glass
Made out of gold leaf
Made out of gold leaf
Made out of gold

I hope that one day
I’ll see what you said
Painted in gold leaf
Painted in gold leaf
Painted in gold leaf
Turned into past
Track Name: Hal Blaine's Beat
I’d love to see you everyday
With your dark sunglasses
And your slim cigarettes
And your girlish calligraphy

I’d love to feel your fingertips
With you dark sunglasses
You just show your lips
And your Hal Blaine’s beat
You just show your lips
And your Hal Blaine’s beat

You just show your lips
And your Hal Blaine’s beat
You just show your lips
And your Hal Blaine’s beat
Track Name: Brand New Hairdo
I’ve got a brand new hairdo
Just to persuade myself
That life has order and direction
And that there’s a place where I’d like to be

City’s getting less scary
City’s turning upside down
Now that I’ve got a brand new hairdo
And there’s a place where I’d like to be

It’s a long walk back to my place
But warmer seasons bring easier walks
Now that I’ve got a brand new hairdo
There’s a place where I’d like to be
Track Name: Isabella
News from Europe made her feel sad
By the gate there’s a young man watching the snow fall
Soldiers from foreign countries must look like that

She gave him some bread and an old blanket and left
The seventh sister in the family prayed
And promised to God she’d cut her beautiful hair

Oh, Isabella
Don’t cut your hair
Let it grow out, see your sisters
Let it grow out just like them
Let it grow out

The body had been there for three days or so
They found it dead near the neighbourhood
And people just watched the trees covered in snow

That December in 1944
Isabella still had her Self made haircut
And saw that her promise turned out to be a curse

Oh, Isabella
Don’t cut your hair
Let it grow out, see your sisters
Let it grow out just like them
Let it grow out
Track Name: My Bride In Black Gloves
My bride in black gloves
Wants to travel North
So she can wear her favourite coat
And walk through a city
She’s never been before

My bride in black gloves
Suddenly forgets about the North
She rather be lying by the shore
See gulls flying
Being burned by the sun
See ships sailing
And waving good bye

I will follow you
We’ll see some old friends too
We’ll cross the meadows
We’ll take some pictures on the edge of the world

My bride in black gloves
What she really wants
Is to get up late
Have breakfast at midday
Complain that the day is over
That last night she should’ve stayed sober

And I will follow you
We’ll walk through a city
We’ve never been before
Track Name: Kings of Tomorrow
Stop smiling or I’ll have to smile back
I don’t want to be the father that lets his own son drawn
Too much time on our hands
Close your eyes and listen to the echoes of the war

You’re invited to be host of the village funeral
And on this special day I’ll show you, the dark side of my hands
Don’t say a word,
Save yourself the effort, there’s life after the storm

We’re the kings of tomorrow

Your sister supplied us with fake horoscopes
I’m not going to tear them into pieces
Just because she let me down

We’re the kings of tomorrow
Track Name: One Word Prayer
A bear hug and a handshake as a last goodbye
At the graveyard waits a French priest
That he’d never met in life
His Buddhist wife decided to wait outside

They all said a one word prayer
They all said a one word prayer
Track Name: Done It Forever
The night we celebrated
New Year’s eve twice
We would have done it forever