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Making Tracks Home

by Taarka

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1.
Heart and Song Enion Pelta-Tiller (BMI) Ever was the day so dark we crossed that valley in our ark Shadows cross the sun as stark as what was in your eyes How did we come to this place a tear alone upon your face Mingles with the rain and falls, come on and take my hand And shall we rise up, my darling / And greet the new day with open arms And shall we be strong, my lovely / And never give up on heart and song? Standing side by side across a canyon gulf as wide  As all the oceans put together. Can you hear me through this weather? An answer like an echo faint, what I am is what you ain't Missed the shore and here we are.... Reaching out across the miles, reaching out across the miles Reaching out across the miles, I'm breaching And shall we rise up, my darling / And greet the new day with open arms And shall we be strong, my lovely / And never give up on heart and song? Reaching out to you it seems defies the loneliness of dreams Let's swallow all these oceans and forget forsaken lands Walk the ridge, kick up red dust, water the sage with broken trust And watch it grow a healing leaf, come on and take my hand And shall we rise up, my darling / And greet the new day with open arms And shall we be strong, my lovely / And never give up on heart and song? Walk away and back again, we're different now we've changed again Every tree must lose gold leave so spring can come anew. You and I must not forget all that's been and all that's yet  To come into our hearts and eyes, the eagle's sharper view And shall we rise up, my darling / And greet the new day with open arms And shall we be strong, my lovely / And never give up on heart and song? And shall we rise up, my darling / And greet the new day with open arms And shall we be strong, my lovely / And never give up on heart and song?
2.
Old Waterford Town David Tiller (BMI) I went down to Waterford town Childhood memories flooding 'round Some ghosts of old, and the loves grown cold Still haunt these battle grounds So I lay down and took my sleep And dreamed under my old flannel sheets When I awoke she softly spoke Looking over me You are kind as you are cruel And I'm still being your fool Old Waterford Town Who I was not long ago Is not whom I am today So many storms weathered and worn From here to Santa Fe Yet I can't get far enough from in my mind I opened my eyes yet I'm still blind I stumble over my thoughts unkind Till I have nothing to say You are kind as you are cruel And I'm still being your fool Old Waterford Town You hide yourself within your song You sing it softly to the dawn And unsuspecting I sing along And I find you in the day Under a rock beneath a tree You buried your dreams for the future to see It was a gift from you to me And now it is not there You are kind as you are cruel And I'm still being your fool Old Waterford You are kind as you are cruel And I'm still being your fool Old Waterford Town
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Moon Song 06:11
Moon Song Enion Pelta-Tiller (BMI) My love and I down to the river went hand in hand and there we lay The stars were falling from the heavens and the dark night was bright as day and the dark night was bright as day O come with me to lands beyond you'll be my queen of light and air wear robes of stars and a shining crown of brightest silver round your golden hair of brightest silver round your golden hair a single tear fell from my eye oh no my love I cannot go for this green earth i'm bound to care for to leave it now would grieve me so to leave it now would grieve me so Have I not sung you of the waters?? that taste as sweet as ruby wine have I not told you of the gardens?? where stars are growing from the vine where stars are growing from the vine He shed a single tear of diamond and on my breast so cold it lay I could not speak, my words were stolen into the woods I ran away into the woods I ran away O the dark night shines bright as day now these hills and valleys are my throne My duty followed my heart is empty reflecting light that's not my own reflecting light that's not my own reflecting light that's not my own
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Another Morning David Tiller (BMI) I woke up another morning without you Though In my dreams you surely were in my arms We were rolling around in one of our loving summer storms Then I woke up another morning without you She's gone on business to the city With the lady of the harbor and those bright city shows Lord don't let me die with this song in my throat I woke up another morning without you I received a call from you last evening You were having the best of times with the boys in the band You wished me the best and you lie where you can I woke up another morning without you Whose lovers are we in the morning When the sweat from dreams have all lifted and the breath is calming down What do you see in the mirror when you've dropped your wedding gown As I woke up another morning without you I took our boy to school again this morning Though a year has passed he still cries every night He won't listen to me, he won't turn out the light And we woke up another morning without you I think we'll move to Santa Fe this winter And drink up all the rest of what that dry land has to give back I'll lie down to sleep across this railroad tracks Till I wake up another morning without you I'm an indistinguishable black and blue If you saw me on the street you's see right through No one recognizes me when I'm without you yet I wake up another morning without you You didn't know me when I was just the devil When hard liquor and women could even quench my thirst A dose for truth, a thieves’ high and a rape of the earth Butt I woke up another morning without you Now our boy is in his twenties and fully grown I never get to see him except through the telephone He has a family now and holds close dear to what he's never known As I wake up another morning without you As I wake up another morning without you As I wake up another morning without you I woke up another morning without you Though In my dreams you surely were in my arms We were rolling around in one of our loving summer storms Then I woke up another morning without you As I woke up another morning without you As I woke up another morning without you
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Grounded 03:59
Grounded Enion Pelta-Tiller (BMI) Oh I don’t quite know what to do with myself This is not what I’m used to, I think I need help Figuring out how to live in this world with this love pouring over me Oh I just can’t wait til I’m standing in the rain With my toes in the earth, yeah, I feel it again, And again and again and again What does it mean that I’m babbling this way A clear babe in the woods with something subtle to say Figuring out how to love this whole world with this life bubbling up in me All these little plans, they pale and fade When I look up and see the sun making its way ‘Cross the hills Oh I just can’t wait til I’m standing in the rain With my toes in the earth, yeah, I feel it again, And again and again and again Give me a chance I’ve got nothing to hide Though this hole sure looks nice I think I’ll go inside and figure out how I fit in to this and to bliss pouring out from me Oh I just can’t wait til I’m standing in the rain With my toes in the earth, yeah, I feel it again, And again and again and again and again All these little plans, they pale and fade When I look up and see the sun making its way ‘Cross the hills Oh I just can’t wait til I’m standing in the rain With my toes in the earth, yeah, I feel it again, And again and again and again
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Look at Miss Ohio Gillian Welch and David Rawlings - OBO Say Uncle Music (BMI), Bug Music OBO Cracklin’ Music (BMI), Irving Music, Inc (BMI) Used With Permission Oh me oh my oh would you look at miss ohio she's running around with the ragtop down she says "I wanna do right but not right now "I'm gonna drive to atlanta, live out this fantasy running around with the ragtop down you know I wanna do right but not right now” Oh me oh my oh would you look at miss ohio she's running around with the ragtop down she says "I wanna do right but not right now You had your arm around her shoulder a regimental soldier and mama keeps talkin 'bout that wedding gown you know you wanna do right but not right now Oh me oh my oh would you look at miss ohio she's running around with the ragtop down she says "I wanna do right but not right now I know all about it you don't have to shout it I'm gonna straighten it out somehow You know I wanna do right but not right now Oh me oh my oh would you look at miss ohio she's running around with the ragtop down she says "I wanna do right but not right now Oh me oh my oh would you look at miss ohio she's running around with the ragtop down she says "I wanna do right but not right now You know I wanna do right but not right now I’m gonna straighten it out somehow I wanna do right but not right now I wanna do right but not right now.”
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River’s Eddy Blues Enion Pelta-Tiller (BMI) Well, the rain kept falling and the day turned dark as the Rain kept falling and the day turned black as night. Came home in the evening Heard Trouble calling on my right. Oh Trouble, Trouble, don’t you call me Trouble Trouble don’t you call my name. I don’t believe in you, You ought to be ashamed. Old River Man come to take back the River Man come back to take my home. 
Got out with my life, Now that’s what I own. Listen to the rain fall on above my Head is pounding from the rain falling on above. Feeling sick down to my toes, Worrying about the ones I love. River, you old St. Vrain River you Ain’t such a saintly river, man. Don’t you take my family, Don’t you take my plan. Makes me think about what we did to Make me think about what we did to him. Moved that old god around like he’s some Kind of little kid. Water, we got too much of your Blues and browns from the water rushing down. Used to cry for more, Now looks like we gonna drown. Water, we got too much of you Blues and browns from the water rushing down these hills If you don’t take me then these blues surely will No no if you don’t take me then these blues surely will If you don’t take me then these blues surely will.
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The Lark and the Owl David Tiller (BMI) The Lark calls up the morning sun She gives up her dreaming to get the days work done She was born to be Exactly who you see Don't change anything for me The owl hoots in the shadows of the moon He keeps to his dreams though the morning comes to soon He was born to be Sitting in the tree Don't change anything thing for me the crane dreams of rain both day and night Till the flooding pushes the trees down and the owl and lark takes flight. The river was born to be exactly what you see Don't change anything for me Now some birds can build a new nest And some birds cry for the children that didn't stand the test Now they were born to be From that fallen tree Don't change anything for me
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Waterbound 06:00
Waterbound Dirk Powell - Crying Bayou Music (BMI) Used with permission I went out late one night Moon and stars were shining bright Storm come up and the trees come down Tell you boys I was waterbound Wayterbound on a stranger shore River rising to my door Carried my home to the fields below Waterbound nowhere to go Carved my name on an old barn wall No one'd know I was there at all Stables dry on a winter night Turn your head you can see the light Black cat crawling on an old box car Rusty door and a falling star Ain't got a dime in my nation sack Waterbound and I can't get back Its I'm gone and I won't be back Don't believe me count my tracks River's long and the river's wide I'll meet you boys on the other side So say my name and don't forget Water still ain't got me yet Nothing but I'm bound to roam Waterbound and I can't get home

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Making Tracks home is the 6th full-length album from globally-inpsired indie folk group Taarka.


AFTER ADVENTURES IN VAGABONDIA, TAARKA IS MAKING TRACKS HOME;
MARCH 24 RELEASE LINKS BLUEGRASS, GYPSY-JAZZ INFLUENCES

Classically trained Colorado couple freely breaks boundaries with latest indie folk collection

LYONS, Colo. – Taarka, the nom de band of David Tiller and Enion Pelta-Tiller, has a variety of meanings, from the sound roasting spices make in Indian cooking to the concept of vibrating energy strings in the Grand Unified Theory of particle physics.

Somehow, the notions of sizzling spices and string vibrations seem equally apt for a couple whose main instruments are violin and mandolin, who draw musical influences from Romania and Appalachia, and whose previous album, Adventures in Vagabondia, was inspired in part by Songs from Vagabondia, an 1894 poetry collection. Its follow-up, Making Tracks Home (March 24, 2015), features new explorations of bluegrass, Celtic, classical and gypsy-jazz, woven into a unique sonic quilt best characterized as folk-rock.

The Nashville Scene describes it as “a distinctive, moody sound.” The Source Weekly of Bend, Ore., offers an even livelier assessment: “The Colorado grass-fiends known as Taarka sound like a collective of train-riding pranksters trained in classical music by gypsy wolves in the foothills of the Appalachians.”

While the closest they got to training by wolves was studying Prokofiev, Tiller, who also plays bass, tenor guitar and bouzouki and sings, was born just outside of Washington, D.C. and raised in the National Historic Landmark district of Waterford, Va., a region rich with bluegrass history. Pelta-Tiller, a classically trained five-string violinist and vocalist, was born in San Francisco and raised in Oakland, Calif., where she began studying violin at 3½. Now making their home in Lyons, Colo., the pair met in 2001 in New York, where they busked in the subway and became members of Brooklyn Browngrass before forming Taarka. Their touring band includes bass master Troy Robey and guitar prodigy Mike Robinson; on Making Tracks Home, their accompanists include guitarist Ross Martin and bassist Sam Grisman.

Originally an instrumental string band, Taarka has evolved into an act with two lead vocalists; the pleasant contrast can be heard on “Heart and Song,” which features Pelta-Tiller, and “Old Waterford Town,” featuring Tiller. As befitting a pair of vagabond musicians (they’re raising their already-performing son, Aesop, on the road), the couple simply likes to go where the music takes them.

“We just go as deeply into the music as we can and see what happens when we come out the other side,” Tiller tells Boulder Weekly. The results of this exploration can be heard on Making Tracks Home.

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released March 24, 2015

The Cast
David Tiller - Vocals, Mandolin, Octave Mandolin, Tenor Guitar, 6-string Guitar (5, 11)
Enion Pelta-Tiller - Vocals, 5-string violin
Ross Martin - Guitar (2, 3, 8, 10)
Sam Grisman - Upright bass (1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10)
Eric Wiggs - Guitar (4, 7)
Dusty Rider - Banjo (4, 7)
Grant Gordy - Guitar (6, 9)
Jayme Stone - Banjo (12)
Greg Garrison - Upright bass (12)
Ron Miles - Flugelhorn (12)
Ian Hutchison - Upright bass (4, 7)
Zach Lester - Bodhran (4)
Brian McCrae - Drums (1, 3, 5, 6)

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Taarka Lyons, Colorado

Described by SF Weekly as a “collision of Django Reinhardt and David Grisman,” Taarka is the new acoustic “supergroup” (Flagstaff Live) “presenting masterfully deep americana and gypsyjazz string band music!” Taarka is led by the husband-and-wife team of David Pelta-Tiller (mandolin, tenor guitar, vocals) and Enion Pelta-Tiller (five-string violin, vocals). ... more

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