Follow the Rivulets

by Nick Drummond

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There is something truly incredible about an artist realizing their work in a way that is true to the way they have envisioned it as a mere idea in their head, breaking free from previous restraints or expectations and crafting something full and complete. On 'Follow the Rivulets,' Nick Drummond's debut full-length album as a solo artist, he's taken all the best parts of his previous projects and meticulously crafted songs that are fun, beautiful, sad, and inspiring. It may be a break-up album, but I think it is more accurate to think of it as an album about putting things back together.

The songs are varied in their moods and styles. Best described as a singer-songwriter, Drummond uses elements of classic American folk music and bluesy roots rock to weave lyrics and a voice that is smooth and sympathetic between a sonic landscape that is layered and complex. Each track finds its own groove, inviting the listener in to share an experience sonically, but oftentimes also pushing us to dance, wherever we may be.

The album begins with 'Roll On,' a roots-rock jam that finds Drummond flexing his vocal range while he sings about fixing his broken heart by means of the Mississippi River. The musicians Drummond has found to play with him are all excellent and this first song is packed with the energy of New Orleans, jumping along with soulful organs and percussive guitars and bass. Lyrics like "She's a pretty flower of the Veiux Carre now / Feeling frisky from the whiskey getting carried away now / Just hitting her stride when she lost her feet / ‘Cause she drank too much of the river's sheen" paint the scene as Drummond sings to the river, asking for the answer, which may just be to hold on and roll on. 'How Strange' is a summer breeze of a song with a dancing guitar riff that doesn't quit until you get up and move with it. It's a song about resilience in the face of something overwhelming, determining to find the joy in something although we all know the sentiment: "how often do we say goodbye when we know it isn't good?" The song itself, in its upbeat and airy way, proves its own thesis that "sometimes laughter does what memory and tears never could."

And then there is 'Messin' Up,' my #1 song of the year. The song begins with a not-so-simple six-string banjo riff that can embed itself in your head and you'll find yourself walking to it's persuasive rhythm. It's a song about living life to its fullest, being unprepared for whatever gets thrown your way, but going with it anyway, mistakes and all. There are beautifully dramatic piano crescendos, spiraling guitars, and a mesmerizing hang drum, that all highlight Drummond's emotional outpouring as he sings "I thought I had buried this deeply / But she flickers like a flame in the gallows / And here I thought I was swimming in the shallows." The song leads into 'Waiting for Dawn,' a beautiful track that is best described as instrumental, where the instrument is layered vocals creating a soundscape that is one of the most pleasant things you'll ever hear.

Other songs are haunting ('Whistling Wind' and 'Rivulets'), and while Drummond's lyrics often deal with heartbreak and sadness, the ways in which he crafts these songs keeps them mysterious, as a sort of journey. There is, though, one song on the album which does not attempt to mask its sadness, and it is one of the more heartbreaking songs I've heard. 'Lady Lake' finds Drummond with his voice laid bare over a fingerpicked guitar and simple heart-beat drum, singing to an ex-lover about the disappointment of losing all the promises, memories, and futures when that relationship came to an end. Finally, the song ends with, instead of a longing for, a goodbye to the Lady Lake.

'Follow the Rivulets' has it all, intriguing and nature-inspired lyrics, songs about loss and recovery, an incredibly talented line-up of musicians (Eric Robert, Oliver Franklin, Ehssan Karimi, Nathan Yaccino, and Jon Karschney are credited, along with Drummond himself handling a variety of instruments), and the attitude of an artist discovering himself in a fully realized fashion. There are constantly new things to discover, buried in the lyrics or a bit further back in the mix, and it's a perfect album for repeated listening (especially on a summer day, so keep this one in mind come July). 'Follow the Rivulets' is a journey, not running away from anything, but instead running towards it with the fullness of life and spirit, in spite of whatever setbacks may occur.

credits

released April 10, 2016

Produced by Nick Drummond and Nathan Yaccino
Recorded by Nathan Yaccino at Ballard Bait Shop, Seattle WA
Mixed by Luc Weytjens, tonekitchen.be except "Lady Lake" and "Waiting for the Dawn" mixed by Nick Drummond.
Mastered by Brad Blackwood at Euphonic Masters

Featuring:
Eric Robert on keys and B3
Ehssan Karimi on drums, Hang, and percussion
Oliver Franklin on electric and resonator guitar
Nick Drummond on acoustic, electric, baritone guitar, six string banjo, bass, percussion and all vocals
Nathan Yaccino on bass
Jon Karschney on French Horn

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Track Name: Roll On
Mama said you gotta find another lover
Daddy shook his head, said you'll never recover
A broken heart is like an oil sheen

Roll on, love
Roll on

I'm a Mississippi chicken when it comes to lovers
to get outta this state I gotta fire the Governor
Now I float down the river like an oil sheen

Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on

Girl at the station got a lovely number
pale blue eyes and the sweetest mother
Her first wet kiss made my river run clean

Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on

She’s a Mississippi queen I can’t win
lover rode the river and then fell in
I thought I could fly, but I can't even swim

Hold on, boy
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on

Mama said you gotta find another lover
she put oil your heart, you don't get another
It's just me and the river now, thick as thieves

Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on

She's a pretty flower of the Veiux Carre now
Feeling frisky from the whiskey getting carried away now
Just hitting her stride when she lost her feet
‘Cause she drank too much of the river's sheen

Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on
Roll on, love
Roll on

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: Love
Oh come cut away the stories of my stumbles and my old affairs
because my baby left me and I wanna take it out on my hair
Shake these worries to the ground to be swept up in my rearview
‘cause what I thought I was for when I was four on the floor is true

Love comes pushing
Right through me

Your hips have the sway of the gods, won’t you show me the way
(oh baby please what’s the answer?)
On the pitch and the roll of an ocean that wants to play
(oh baby please what’s the answer?)
When I’m caught in your fishnets baby I don’t want to be free
(oh baby please what’s the matter now?)
Theres no worry in my heart anymore I know what I gotta be
(oh baby please what’s the answer?)

Love comes pushing
Right through me
Love comes pushing
Right through me

Hey there little giggle you’re a riddle to me
You said I have a vulnerable view
But we’ve been messing with the secret dealings of dreams
in our heads, I know you know it's true
So take a sip of time and a wrinkle of wine
And find a new groove you can use
As I watch you spinning round me with your head in the sky
teasing more, more, more, more

You said, “Love is under fire.” I said, “The sun is gonna be my tattoo.”
(oh baby we’ve got the answer)
My kisses speak in tongues if you don’t understand then what you gonna do?
(oh baby we’ve got the answer)
I’m on a boreal bender of summertime surrender its true
(oh baby we’ve got the answer, now)
‘cause what I thought I was for when I was four on the floor is true
(oh baby we’ve got the answer)

Love comes pushing
Right through me
Love comes pushing
Right through me

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: Lady Lake
I can skip a stone until my arm gives out
re-living the first coffee that we shared
I can freeze my toes and hope the waves return my nerve
like when i first said you’re my love, my heart laid bare

Oh my lady lake
Oh my lady lake
your hourglass is keeping
the memories we made
in a pile
underneath the waves

Remember the hug you gave me at the end of our first day?
You climbed up on a stool to make it fair
I didn’t want to hurt you with the fondness that I felt
but I probably should have kissed you then and there

Oh my lady lake
Oh my lady lake
your hourglass is keeping
the memories we made
in a pile underneath the waves

And so we grow
We grew so close then you grew far away
And so we grow
I can’t get these tears or years to wash away
‘Cause I lost my heart underneath the waves

I can throw a hundred stones until the shore runs out
recalling how we’d laugh ’til faces creased
we could spend all evening just lying on the floor
’til bellies sore from giggling, fall asleep

Goodbye lady lake
Goodbye lady lake
your hourglass has emptied
all the plans we made
in a pile underneath the waves

Goodbye lady lake
Your hourglass has emptied
all the memories we made
in a pile underneath the waves

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: Rivulet
Caught in a fog couldn't go anywhere (ooo)
without enough ballast to fire my flare
But across the river she was standing there
ooo

She waved me over with the palm of her tree (yeah)
the fog wouldn’t lift, so she carried me
She said the echoes of the ages are swimming here in your eyes
If you cry
Follow the rivulets

Moonlight dancing over this old town riddled with my old scenes
Empty as it seems
Each day I stumble over love’s old rusted war machines
hidden in my routines

I met a girl with a long fairy tale (mmm)
she lifted my fog as she lifted her veil
And lights across the water were dancing in the cool of the night
oh across the rivulets

So on a whim I took a swim on the song of the sea (yeah)
The sweet taste of longing was waiting for me
Like a rivulet of wonder that leaves a line down a young lover’s cheek
Oh come be the rivulet
Come be the rivulet

Moonlight come shine over this old town and light up my new scene
as I float downstream
These eyes may echo the ages but I’m still somewhere between my boots
and where my hat makes my roof
So I’ll follow the rivulets
I’ll follow the rivulets
I’ll follow the rivulets

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: How Strange
I didn’t want to see your face but I’m a picture of perfect contradiction
Hello again my love let me offer my benediction
I see through fresh-squeezed eyes you’re wearing the new rings of a tree
Well I fear that a broken bough is all that I’ve grown to be
I’m older than the trunk I climb to reach our memories
Where we listened to the song of the wind before you turned to leaves

How strange the things that age you
Wrinkles where you smile
As if laughter took a greater toll
Than all the tears you didn’t cry

How often do we say goodbye when it really isn’t good?
How often do we stand up knowing we won’t be understood?
Hello again my love how strange that I used to believe
your whispers in the song of the wind before you turned to leaves

How strange the things that age you
Wrinkles where you smile
As if laughter took a greater toll
Than all the tears you didn’t cry

How strange the things that age us
Wrinkles made of wood
Sometimes laughter does what memory
and tears never could
What tears never could

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: Whistling Wind
The whistling wind
Around the edge so thin
Where the old sign begs "Forgive"
Oh

Tell me where did I begin?
These feet to this head, and all within
But the headlights and horns can't swim
And won't take me
Like the whistling wind

I'm falling
I've lost the edge
Come take me
and carry all the burdens I keep in my head

The street shudders beneath my feet
and the stars pull their light from my seams
The echo of an old choir breathes
Right through me
On the whistling wind

If I'm falling
If I've lost the edge
Come take me
and carry all the burdens i keep in my head

With you
With you
all my worries grow dim
Its true
It's true
I know somehow I will win
Against the whistling wind

The drummer in my chest is on repeat
Those tiny magic arms beat a hearty beat
If they tire as my fire grows dim
Forgive me

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: Messin' Up
There’s a four letter word carved in my family tree
right in the spot I was dreaming of leaves, but leaves were not to be
It’s enough to pickle your mind ohh
there’s nothing more fickle than time

Ooooo I’m just here messing up
Ooooo I’m just here messing up

Awoke this morning with an angel sleeping next to me
tattooed and so beautiful, wish I could draw my name in her dreams
Wasn’t looking to fall in love one more time
Maybe I should, maybe I could, if I had half my mind

Ooooo I’m just here messing up
Ooooo I’m just here messing up

Say I’m not falling in love, one more time
An old candle flickers in the shadows
I know it’s not bright, but at least I can see

Ooooo I’m just here messing up
Ooooo I’m just here messing up

Love and curses to the sky for all these perfect eyes!
But memory is sweeter to me now

I’ve lost all my nerve where blossoms were meant to be
But I just held an angel in my arms, and she fit so gracefully
It’s enough to pickle your mind
and she carved her name in mine

Love and curses to the sky for all these perfect eyes!
I thought I had buried this deeply
But she flickers like a flame in the gallows
And here I thought I was swimming in the shallows
Oooooo she is the memory of love
and it feels alright
Ooooo I’m just here messing up

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D, Drummond
Track Name: Waiting for the Dawn
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Track Name: Runes
Come past the edge of quiet
between the notes between the words
Where a perfect song is playing
and for a moment can be heard
A faint waltzing my love, a faint waltzing my love
Somewhere

I want this like color wants the eye
Let me read the runes behind the sky
So clear
Where the quiet reveals the surprise
in the starlight chandelier

A melody of velvet
from a galaxy of dust
Come spin the record baby
let the sound surround the hush
And it’s waltzing my love, it’s waltzing my love

Like a big bass drum
The mountains the sea and the sun
Were pulled from the fire by the sound
That says come get down

I want this like color wants the eye
Let me read the runes behind the sky
So clear
Where the quiet reveals the surprise
in the starlight chandelier

A leaping in my chest, under the trees
in my summer best, with a fairy queen
in sweet July, impress the eye

Spinning me way up high in open air
Long to be tumbling upwards like a prayer
Glory be! I finally found my soul repair
Spinning me way up high in open air

I want this like color wants the eye
Let me read the runes behind the sky
So clear
Where the quiet reveals the surprise
in the starlight chandelier

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: You Will
Take this embrace
One to another
I've been your face
and you my brother

All right
you will
All right
you will

This midnight lake
mirror for worries
That shimmer and fade
before our jury

All right
you will
All right
you will

Take off the reigns
Take off the worry
For what remains

Is all right
you will
All right
you will

© 2016 Words and Music by Nicholas D. Drummond
Track Name: Firefly
I’m a moth with no flame
We are angels with no devil to blame
Like a candle seeking desire
Come on time, light my fire

Sing it loud
Shake the night
Feed it from the fire of your ancient mind
Sing it bold
feel it bright
Tell our elders we’re fine

Oh I know i’m dreaming

Shake your bones until they’re dry
get the dust off
Shine on little firefly
Shake your number

Break the mold
Kick it twice
Kick it once for the hungry beggars
and once for the trophy wives
Plug them in
turn them high
Feel the longing inside

Oh I know they’re dreaming
Shake your bones until they’re dry
get the dust off
shine on little firefly
shake your number

‘Cause we still cry the stars
and fall into the wild of the woods returning
back where we began
alright

Give me fire give me rain
Give me tears with no shame
Give me sweet refrain
Give me sweet refrain

Give me mister, give me New Orleans
Give me the mist of memory
Oh and light your dreams
Said won’t you la la la la yeah

Shake your bones until they’re dry
get the dust off
Shine on little firefly
Shake your number

© 2016 Words by Nicholas D. Drummond, Music by Nicholas D. Drummond and Oliver D. Franklin