Cinnamon Canyon Blues

by Gill Landry

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ABear FUCKING GREAT FUCKING ALBUM. FUCKING GOOD!!!

Yimmy Kil Gill Landry is one of the most underrated songwriters in this scene. He writes some of the most thought provoking, emotionally real songs. That ability to channel such pain and loss through so much self reflection is to be marveled at. I’ve loved all 6 of his solo albums but definitely feel start to finish this is his best. This will definitely make my top 10 year end list. Favorite track: Broken Hearts Keep Beating.

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1.	Make It Through The Night (Anthropocene Blues) 04:59	lyrics	buy track
MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT (ANTHROPOCENE BLUES) I wish there was something I could say That would ease your worried mind But in the darkness of these days The words have been so hard to find We can feel that water rising I can’t tell you it’s alright But if there’s a dawn on that horizon We just have to make it through the night No, I don’t need to be reminded What’s at stake or what’s been lost Sometimes you lose your love to find it Even good times have their cost I’m not looking for salvation I’m not looking for a fight I don’t need no consolation Just wanna make it through the night We all need something to believe in It’s hard get there on your own There’ll be time enough for grieving Don’t let your heartaches turn to stone I can hear a new train coming With its headlamp bold and bright And I’ll greet you that sweet morning If we can make it through the night
2.	Dead Language 05:39	lyrics	buy track
DEAD LANGUAGE You give yourself away With a hunger in your eyes For the love that you betray With those cold poetic lies And you take what you can get But it’s never what you thought You never seem to know If what you want is what you want And all your pretty words Like poison in my ear Might as well be a dead language I can’t feel a thing a hear It’s in the letters that you mail All those broken promises Just ships without a sail Anchored to a dark abyss Still you turn the bloody soil Always wanting more Suffering the spoils Of long forgotten wars All those pretty words So cold and insincere Might as well be a dead language I can’t feel a thing I hear Now your dreams of isolation Have left you all alone In a prison of your making Masquerading as a home Now the die has fallen The writings on the wall If you can’t face your fears You can’t see yourself at all Can’t know yourself at all Can’t see yourself at all Don’t talk to me of love It’s an illusion that you miss Since all there ever was Is only what there is And all your pretty words Won’t change that my dear Might as well be a dead language I can’t feel a thing I hear
3.	She's Gone 04:27	lyrics	buy track
SHE’S GONE She stands in the doorway transcendent and blue A knife in the hands of her prison tattoo. Naked as a prayer and holy as a psalm She don’t have to tell you she’s leaving to know that she’s gone It’s in her voice it’s in her eyes It’s in the choices she makes when she lies Outside that sacred place where the heart meets the tongue She don’t have to tell you she’s leaving to know that she’s gone You curse her name you cast the spell You waste time in blame until you find yourself In a house full of strangers you used to call home She don’t have to tell you she’s leaving to know that she’s gone Love is a presence it cannot be saved Love is a bond not a debt to be paid It’s really quite simple think you’d have known it all along She don’t have to tell you she’s leaving to know that she’s gone You look through the doorway there’s nobody there Just a lamp in the corner a desk and a chair And an old unmarked postcard from the coast of Michoacan She don’t have to tell you she’s leaving to know that she’s gone
4.	When I Get There 04:09	lyrics	buy track
WHEN I GET THERE It’s been so long Since I heard you calling Might as well be yesterday I was holding on When I shoulda been falling Holding on and turned away You took my hand Tried to help me understand How to make my heart a home Laid me bare But said you could not take me there That’s a path you walk alone And I don’t know where I’m going Can’t say that I much care But if there’s one thing that I’m knowing I hope I find you here when I get there I roamed around In a search for mercy Filled with songs of love and pain Asked the gods Was it you who cursed me All I heard was wind and rain The future came With every dream I dreamed in vain Crawling naked across the floor I watched them pass Just like everything I ever thought would last Fading tales on distant shores And I don’t know where I’m going Can’t say I really care But if there’s one thing that I’m knowing I hope I find you here when I get there Yeah I hope your love is here when I get there
5.	Broken Hearts Keep Beating 04:05	lyrics	buy track
BROKEN HEARTS KEEP BEATING We passed our time in perfect rhyme On drunken afternoons Singing to the dawn Songs like prayers on broken stairs That lead to empty rooms Where love had come and gone Your memories so deceiving Shape shifting in the light I wonder what you’re dreaming Tonight With aimless feet I walk these streets Beneath cold-blooded moons That slowly wax and wane In these throes where sorrows grow Like flowers on a tomb I reached for you in vain There’s no answers in the darkness You’ll only find them in the light I wonder what you’re dreaming Tonight Can’t stop the bleeding But still we carry on Broken hearts keep beating Broken hearts keep beating on Some goodbyes are just greetings To living with something gone Broken hearts keep beating Broken hearts keep beating
6.	Cinnamon Canyon Blues 03:31	info	buy track
7.	The Fountain 05:28	lyrics	buy track
THE FOUNTAIN It was early one evening When I met the fountain Though told of its legend It hardly seemed real Its crystal blue waters Ran deep in the mountain With songs born of love Even the darkest could feel I was out on the road In the chill of December Clouded in smoke With a blistering cup When a light in the mind That began as an ember Enlightened the path That swallowed me up Now it’s a crowded old highway With nobody on it Not lost in a story That long ago died Cold mirrored eyes All hollow and haunted Running from nowhere With nowhere to hide Running from nowhere With nowhere to hide Summers gone The leaves are fallin’ There’s nothing to lose There’s nothing to fear From out of the fog I hear a voice callin’ You’re where you belong You were never not here Yeah, I remember the evening When I met the fountain Though told of its legend It seemed so unreal I drank from the waters And climbed up the mountain Filled with a love Only love can reveal Filled with a love Only love can reveal
8.	Bedroom of Stars 05:34	lyrics	buy track
BEDROOM OF STARS Let’s meet by the old café Down on the promenade Find a place we can stay For the night If the mission won’t let us in I think I might know a friend Or maybe the weeds again Where it’s quiet No one cares or knows If it’s the life we chose I might as well be a ghost Passing through But then you look at me And I can feel and see I’m more than a man on the street To you There’s a bedroom of stars Wherever we are We’re never far From home Pete took the westbound train They found him on 4th and Main Facedown in a world of pain Gone by The cops swept the camp away As passersby honked and raved I don’t know how they Can be so unkind They keep us on the run But true as the morning sun We’re born here like anyone Neath the sky And all their laughs and sneers Only reveal their fears Though you don’t want us here We’re alive Jacarandas in bloom Neath the strawberry moon Licking out wounds Through the night If they only knew What this world’s done to you And stood in our duct taped shoes For a while They just don’t understand They don’t even see a man Still you take my hand With a smile There’s a bedroom of stars Wherever we are We’re never far from home
9.	The Ferryman 05:29	lyrics	buy track
THE FERRYMAN In the light Of this orchestral city night Looking for somewhere To openly hide Before the tide Rolls out to see The wreckage you left of me Haunted my treasons Only to find They were mine You came through a crack in the wall Built up of old wounds and fears I’d been building for years You left like a deft cannonball As I knelt at your shore in the rain Calling your name The enemy Hidden inside of me I finally saw him Once you were near Reflected in tears That rolled out to sea In a deluge of misery Extinguishing fires Oh the bridges we burned Lessons unlearned You came through a crack in the wall Built up of old wounds and fears I’d been building for years You left like a deft cannonball I wept at your shore in the rain As the ferryman sang
10.	Always Here Tonight 03:56	lyrics	buy track
ALWAYS HERE TONIGHT Lying in my bed Talking to the dead All in black and white I can hear your song Even though you’re gone You’re always here tonight Through the static and the noise I hear your homeward voice It’s sorrow and it’s joy Still carry with me In these days before the flood Behind walls built with blood Fencing in those same old fears Thinking we’re free I don’t know where you are But like the morning star You’re always here tonight In these distant days There’s something in the way I see the light From every broken stage To every darkened page You’re always here tonight Oh, the ramparts where we bled For the living and the dead Beneath that riverbed I can still remember How we howled beneath the moon Making love in rented rooms Holding to our shifting dreams Like dying embers Another lonesome one Another setting sun You’re always here tonight

about

I found myself homeless at the start of the pandemic and in that drift I landed on a few hundred acres of blue oaks, dust and granite called Cinnamon Canyon in the Sierra Nevada Foothills. What I thought would only be months became years. Long enough for the land to break me in all the ways I unknowingly needed breaking. This album is a small document of that journey. A portrait of certain understandings that came from that death and rebirth of sorts. It was written over 2 years of near total isolation but for a barn cat named Killer and two unknown legends in their 70's who I'd see once every week or two. It was recorded in London in the fall of '22 with dear old friends who lived up to their pre-pandemic word. Produced by Ted Dwane, Paul Frith, and myself. It features Chris Maas on drums, Nick Pini on bass, Klara Soderberg on backing vocals, Nick Etwell on Trumpet and Flugelhorn, Georgina Leach & Odessa Jorgensen on violin, and Malcolm McCarthy on keys.

credits

released April 29, 2024

Recorded at: Stop & Fix Studios in London
Produced by:Ted Dwane, Gill Landry, Paul Frith
Engineered by: Paul Frith
Mixed by: Charles Stoltz
Mastered by: Marci Fenvyesi
Photos: Gill Landry
Artwork Design: Ross Sterling

Music and Lyrics by Gill Landry

Musicians:
Gill Landry: Vocals, Guitars, Harmonica, Pedal Steel, Piano
Chris Maas: Drums & Percussion
Nick Pini: Electric and Upright Bass
Klara Soderberg: Backing Vocals
Nick Etwell: Trumpet & Flugelhorn
Georgina Leach: Violin
Odessa Jorgensen: Violin
Malcolm "Bubba" McCarthy: Piano, Organ

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Gill Landry Three Rivers, California

Louisiana native, Gill Landry is a two-time Grammy award-winning singer-songwriter & multi-instrumentalist, photographer, shade-tree mechanic, gardener, part-time ranch hand.