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H StewartParker Square

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Parker Square
While boarding a twin engine Cessna in the desert it occurred to me that I was going home. At the Dallas/Ft worth Airport I rushed to my next gate. There I found I had just enough of a delay to have drink. I spoke to a friend in San Francisco as I became half buzzed; neither of us had an easy year, both of us loved each other. I hung up the phone a stared at people and their lives.
That is when I contacted Aaron Conner. Aaron owns a recording studio in Kansas City. I only had few days there before I headed south for my next job. Aaron replied via text that he would fit me in at Cypher Sound. I hadnât touched a laptop in months. I hadnât recorded a sound.
I came home to shambles. The city seemed to be crumbling around my home. Acquaintances deaths were immediately reported. I had already been to enough funerals that year. I had six days to pack up my life for what felt like the hundredth time. A fete I could complete in less than 48.
July 21, 2011 Aaron Conner text me to say an intern could fit me in. When he text me I parked. I was outside of Parker Square Apartments at 10th and Highland Ave in downtown Kansas City. I got out of my car and walked in to Parker Square. I took a seat on the curb and listen. My eyes were upon a paper bag once wet with booze as it flickered in the hot wind. I could smell the stench of need. A couple was fighting a block or so away. A baby was crying. Music was blaring. The sound of helicopter blades cut into the wind. A woman sat on her stoop fanning her face, she was humming a tune. I smiled and knew I was home. I sat there in the sun.
The interns name was Matt Wyatt. I didnât need much just access to the piano and a particular microphone while he pressed record, kept levels, and such. He couldnât have been more kind. I had the beginnings of a cold. We had a four hour session; maybe it was six or three. Regardless in that time I recorded seven songs and got the materials to touch up a couple of tracks on collaboration.
The base tracks for the five songs on this E.P. were recorded that day.
H Stewart


This audio is part of the collection: Community Audio

Artist/Composer: H Stewart
Keywords: H Stewart; EP; Experimental; Kansas City; Withering Trees; netlabel; Songbird; chillout; love

Creative Commons license: CC0 1.0 Universal


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Parker Square
While boarding a twin engine Cessna in the desert it occurred to me that I was going home. At the Dallas/Ft worth Airport I rushed to my next gate. There I found I had just enough of a delay to have drink. I spoke to a friend in San Francisco as I became half buzzed; neither of us had an easy year, both of us loved each other. I hung up the phone a stared at people and their lives.
That is when I contacted Aaron Conner. Aaron owns a recording studio in Kansas City. I only had few days there before I headed south for my next job. Aaron replied via text that he would fit me in at Cypher Sound. I hadnât touched a laptop in months. I hadnât recorded a sound.
I came home to shambles. The city seemed to be crumbling around my home. Acquaintances deaths were immediately reported. I had already been to enough funerals that year. I had six days to pack up my life for what felt like the hundredth time. A fete I could complete in less than 48.
July 21, 2011 Aaron Conner text me to say an intern could fit me in. When he text me I parked. I was outside of Parker Square Apartments at 10th and Highland Ave in downtown Kansas City. I got out of my car and walked in to Parker Square. I took a seat on the curb and listen. My eyes were upon a paper bag once wet with booze as it flickered in the hot wind. I could smell the stench of need. A couple was fighting a block or so away. A baby was crying. Music was blaring. The sound of helicopter blades cut into the wind. A woman sat on her stoop fanning her face, she was humming a tune. I smiled and knew I was home. I sat there in the sun.
The interns name was Matt Wyatt. I didnât need much just access to the piano and a particular microphone while he pressed record, kept levels, and such. He couldnât have been more kind. I had the beginnings of a cold. We had a four hour session; maybe it was six or three. Regardless in that time I recorded seven songs and got the materials to touch up a couple of tracks on collaboration.
The base tracks for the five songs on this E.P. were recorded that day.
H Stewart

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Track 1 Song Bird 9.1 MB
Track 2 Mister July 3.3 MB
Track 3 Anna Marie 3.1 MB
Track 4 Mamma Told Me 3.4 MB
Track 5 Kansas City 2.6 MB
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parker square 82.9 KB
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