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Fireflies Trapped in a Jar

by The Grain Hoppers

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1.
Butter Churn 04:26
I don’t mind if she wants to stir me I don’t mind if she wants to churn me like butter Swimming in the cream, living in a dream Oh, she can stir me. Oh, she can churn me Any time she wants I don’t mind if she scratches my back I don’t mind if she runs her fingers through my hair Lather up shampoo. Rinse and towel, too Oh, she can soothe me, pacify me Any time she wants If this is heaven, if this is heaven then We can slam the door and throw away the key to Hell, to Hell, to Hell I hope she don’t mind if I yell her name out loud I hope she don’t mind if I yell her name from the top of the mountain Until my voice turns hoarse. Then she’s lemon honey in my tea Oh, she can soothe me. pacify me Any time she wants I don’t mind if she sings along to the radio I don’t mind if she wants to sing me to sleep The lullaby of her voice. rocking me to sleep Oh, she can calm me, pacify me Any time she wants If this is heaven, if this is heaven We can slam the door and throw away the key to Hell, to Hell, to Hell
2.
I can be the one for you just wait and see The road ahead is lined with trees and hugs the river You shake me loose and rattle my bones You play me like a xylophone Every somewhere and every someplace Will be the best time we’ve ever had Between the mountains lies an orchard of peaches and pears I dreamt of porches, wicker chairs, and talking through the night You shake me loose and rattle my bones You play me like a mandolin Every somewhere and every someplace Will be the best time we’ve ever had I feel so helpless Chasing time by the tail It seems so hopeless Fireflies trapped in a jar She’s everywhere, everywhere Do you hear the meadow’s melodies, the whispers of tall pines? We could be the wind that growls- the mist that prowls the slopes You shake me loose and rattle my bones You play me like a steel guitar Every somewhere and every someplace Will be the best time we’ve ever had I feel so helpless Chasing time by the tail It seems so hopeless Fireflies trapped in a jar You’re everywhere, everywhere that I’m not
3.
Lonely Eyes 05:17
Hey I know I should let this go Little moments of beauty- I burned them to the ground Heaven is a place where judgement goes to die Too many souls diminished, too many fingers pointed These tragic eyes. These lonely eyes Was I too unkind? You tried to change my mind These tragic eyes. These lonely eyes I’m a child praying by his bed I get a lump in my throat whenever I hunt for ghosts I keep pulling weeds in other people’s gardens When mine is overgrown and crowding out the lilies These tragic eyes. These lonely eyes Was I too unkind? You tried to change my mind These tragic eyes. These lonely eyes By Sunday I will get to sleep then everything will turn to blue I’m waiting for a new tomorrow then everything will turn to blue Everything will turn to blue The smoke from debris still smoldering The odor’s in my hair- the taste is in my wine I lost some friends but I can still see them Like a star still shining long after it’s gone These tragic eyes. These lonely eyes Was I too unkind? I closed the window blinds These tragic eyes. These lonely eyes By Sunday I will get to sleep then everything will turn to blue I’m waiting for a new tomorrow then everything will turn to blue Everything will turn to blue
4.
You’re my dose of slow motion The more I take, the less that I can feel I guess that’s the point I keep trying to recapture the sensation of the first time That you were in my arms I can hear the thunder clapping I can see the lightning striking Over me and you, all around me and you Here I lie on a frozen lake No sound of chatter or skates cutting through the ice I guess it’s just me and you The past is an arctic wind chilling me right down to the bone You’re the warmest blanket I can hear the thunder clapping I can see the lightning striking Over me and you, all around me and you red light circling ‘round the room My cheek pressed against the floor And I still want more When surviving becomes dying Two hands pumping on a chest It’s the end of the line I can hear the thunder clapping I can see the lightning striking Over me and you, all around me and you Doesn’t look like we’ll see another sunrise (not anytime soon)
5.
You cut me like you mean it I’m not feeling any pain My head’s moving in a circle And I can’t find a spot to park The softest sounds become explosions The bright of day stings my eyes I’m shaking like it’s happening The bones were buried long ago I’m not in my right mind I’m not in my right mind Not in my right mind Not in My right mind My right hand pours another drink My left hand drops the glass The past is crawling over me- A horde of bugs that can’t be squished My right hand lights a cigarette My left hand puts it out The present’s a fogged-up windshield And the future swings an axe I’m not in my right mind I’m not in my right mind I’m not in my right mind I’m not in my right mind
6.
Umbrella 03:49
I can’t conceive of a world without you You nudge me along when I dread the unknown Then you appear to ask what did I learn? I wanna see the world through your eyes, in your light I wanna touch the world through your words, with your heart Those drunk on fear with cutting shards of anger Wash up at her feet like blue and green sea glass She’s the handle, the ribs- heaven’s cover I wanna see the world through your eyes, in your light I wanna touch the world through your words, with your heart Umbrella, umbrella Shelter me from the stormy weather Shade me from the burn of self-doubt I can’t believe this is happening to me She says everyone is their own anchor A faith so sincere you have to prove her right I wanna see the world through your eyes, in your light I wanna touch the world through your words, with your heart Umbrella, umbrella Shelter me from the stormy weather Shade me from the burn of self-doubt
7.
8.
What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say to you? I can’t find a witness for the stand You touched the searing burner and you slapped my hand What in the world was I thinking? You’re kudzu with bad intentions Even before you arrive Exhaustion starts creeping in You play 3-card-monty with the blame You’ve got me thinking that I’m the one who caused this scene I can’t wait for the credits to roll A drunken production crew must stage your drama The picture frames are all askew In a house too close to the tracks Like planting bamboo in your back yard It’s too late before it’s too late All of these souls These lives that you’ve crashed Will haunt, haunt you. Will haunt, haunt you Will haunt you forever and ever again Is friendship a test of wills? It is when you think that everyone is aiming at you I kicked in that jack o lantern It’s no surprise how gutless you really are! I’m walking barefoot on broken glass To keep you from popping off Even when things roll your way I’m sickened by molasses charm All of these souls The lives that you’ve crashed Will haunt, haunt you. Will haunt, haunt you Will haunt you forever and ever again
9.
Bad News 04:28
I’m driving into your town And you don’t want me around Because I’m bad news No one has to tell you I’m bad news – I don’t need to spell it out I’m bad news. I’m bad news My hangover- has no chance to settle in My bloodshot eyes- they’ve got you trembling I’m bad news- every crow has spread the word I’m bad news- the sun sweats behind the clouds I’m bad news. I’m bad news Shane, it’s raining 8-balls Shane, there’s something that you took from me Shane, I’m rolling boxcars/you’re rolling snake eyes Shane, you thought you left me for dead I’m driving into your town And you don’t want me around Because I’m bad news No one needs to tell you I’m bad news – I don’t need to spell it out A Cutlass 4-4-2- a shark that never sits still Boot print on my face- not enough to keep me down I’m bad news- a mosh pit of wolverines I’m bad news- run if you see my brake lights I’m bad news. I’m bad news Shane, it’s raining 8-balls Shane, there’s something that you took from me Shane, I’m rolling boxcars Shane, you thought you left me for dead
10.
Billye Sings 01:52

about

For their second album, “Fireflies Trapped in a Jar,” The Grain Hoppers have taken a giant step forward sonically and production-wise, having honed their sound and vision playing shows in Austin, TX (SXSW) and their hometown of Richmond, VA.

George Laks, in between touring w/ Lenny Kravitz and Amanda Shires, found time to hop aboard and record keyboards for The Grain Hoppers’, lifting their songs to another level.

The Grain Hoppers take cues from Neil Young, REM, X, Wilco, Spaghetti Westerns, and the Replacements. Imagine if Neil Young were 40 years younger, still kicking up sparks, and collaborating with REM. Now add some mood enhancing and atmospheric keyboards. That’s what you get with Grant Oliver’s dynamic guitar melodies, Blee Child’s dynamo drumming, Michael Click’s ever bouncing bass, Wallace’s impassioned vocals, and George's buoyant keys.

The Rocking Magpie:

Warm and Tender 60's and 80's Drenched Harmony Driven Indie Pop.

I'd been playing this on and off for a month now, but as the release date beckoned I hit a personal 'rough patch' meaning I was only listening to 'old stuff' from my collection and watching old movies on TV. While not quite out of my 'funk' I knew I wanted to play this again and share my thoughts with the world beyond my front door. I can't explain why; but even though I liked it; I missed out reviewing their last release DRIVING EVIL SPIRITS CRAZY in 2022, but I wasn't going to make that mistake again.

The new album starts with the quaint and delightful Butter Churn, a definite nod back to the 60's with some cool guitar licks in the background of the swoonsome Wallace Dietz baring his unrequited love to the world in a way that reminds me of someone I can't quite put my finger on. Already I can picture the band all having their hair in variants of Gene Clark's bowl cut and wearing paisley shirts, cheap sunglasses and at least one member wearing a cape.

This is followed by the funky Shake Me Loose, where keyboard player to the stars (Lenny Kravitz and Amanda Shires this year), George Laks adds his compact and furious keyboard skills to the party .... and by now I'm imagining a liquid wheel was lighting up the studio.

For a band You/I've barely heard of the structures and arrangements here are second to none; especially Dose Of Slow Motion, Three Card Monty and Lonely Eyes which all gave a little flutter in my stomach the first couple of times I heard them.

Although it's most certainly all over these songs; don't get hooked up on the 60's and 80's harmonious vibes; these songs are most certainly 21st Century in a way the likes of REM, Crowded House and even Coldplay are pushing the boundaries their forefathers set decades ago.

It's a personal thing, but I select albums at home to fill the mood at various times of the day; and this will ultimately be played early evening, as the sun sets .... with the instrumentals Brisketti Western and Billye Sings while entirely different will be the perfect accompaniment for the first beer of the evening.

For a Favourite Song I've been drawn to the quirky Umbrella from the first time I played it; it's not really 'deep and meaningful' but sometimes a catchy melody and a hummable chorus is all someone needs to feel better about themselves; which brings me to the proceeding song I'm Not In My Right Mind which cut right across my depression like a virtual rainbow and helped shake me out of my dark and cavernous moods .... and it sounds like it was written by someone who knew how I was feeling.

There really is a lot to like here, with all kinds of reference points to keep the most nit-picking of musical connoisseurs busy for a long time; yet others will just put it on and tap their feet in time.

credits

released December 1, 2023

Rhythm guitar + vocals: Wallace Dietz
Lead guitar: Grant Oliver
Bass: Grant Oliver- tracks 2,4,6,9,10
Bass: Michael Click- track 1,3,5,7,8
Drums: Blee Child
Keyboards: George Laks: tracks 1-7,9,10
Back-up vocals: Michael Click- 2,6
Engineered, mixed, & produced by Dan-O Deckelman
Recorded @ Sound Of Music Studios
Mastered by Brent Lambert @ Kitchen Mastering
Album Cover Art: Carlie Dietz @ CBDartstudio.com
All songs written by Wallace Dietz

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A mishmash of Neil Young, REM, & The Replacements in their folk-rock moments with a splash of Daniel Johnston and a dash of alt-country.

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