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Headquarter Café

by Barton Hartshorn

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    It's a wonder of the modern age, this Barton Hartshorn personalised credit card contains not one, but two folders. In the first you will find "Headquarter café Vol1" in three easy to swallow formats: mobi for Kindle, epub for mostly everything else & even a pdf for casual everyday use.

    The second folder will reveal my 1st album "Headquarter Café" in CD quality for the discerning listener & also in MP3 format for those who can't hear the difference. Well, why take up the extra space if that's the case I say?

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    I advise you to keep this card with you at all times; take it to the shops, flaunt it at the opera, flash it at policemen to get off speeding fines, tuck it casually into your bikini at the beach, it will I assure you never cease to impress and amaze your friends and enemies in equal amounts.
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1.
Count me in but don't sing my tune I'll be round for some time & when I'm down I won't disappear I turn into myself So don't lead me on then expect me to follow I don't believe in your better tomorrows For every truth that you feel but can't prove I will wish a plague of UFOs on you Find yourself your own winding road Tangled trees & a cross 'cause when you're with me you're on your own With a little boy lost So don't lead me on then expect me to follow I don't believe in your better tomorrows For every truth that you feel but can't prove I will wish a plague of UFOs on you Tell the world I need your love... So count me in but don't sing my tune Evening calls me to song It's round about now I disappear & find a place to belong Don't lead me on then expect me to follow I don't believe in your better tomorrows For every truth that you feel but can't prove I will wish a plague of UFOs on you
2.
Hegira 05:11
Calling your attention to the ending of the sea Down where all the gaping dragons be daily I'll be waiting at the far end of the beach If you're scared of my attention don't be Leave your careless brooding & your sentimental heart your lover & the keys to your car In your coral necklace & your birthday finery You'll have my attention you'll be... Calling from the masthead, a golden figurine Tempting all the sailors from the social submarines We are gold colombines with a voice for our times We are two weeks away from the find of the age We'll beat up all the skeletons like jason and his crew We'll listen to the sea & know the truth Your politicians taught me that a man is never free They set this bomb ticking in me We'll run it all like clockwork, we'll do it right as rain We'll be the irrigation to the outward lying plains We are gold colombines with a voice for our times We are two weeks away from the find of the age If the crowning of my vision is a longing to be free I'll turn out to be lousy company & should I found my kingdom on camaraderie A mob will drive me back into the sea Take greyhounds to my funeral & stand right at the back Applaud them as they throw in lime & tie me in a sack We are gold colombines with a voice for our times We are two weeks away from the find of the age
3.
Cold Ibiza 04:09
Pour on water, bathe alone, bathe alone The whole volcano's in the stone, in the stone It's all your fault, cold Ibiza's in the sun Better all round if cold Ibiza's left alone Roll your nightclothes in a ball, heed the call For silent dancing in the hall, in the hall It's all your fault, cold Ibiza's in the sun Better all round if cold Ibiza's left alone
4.
I've been watching you at night The sleep collecting in your eye I see no reason to deny Lips I cannot claim for mine Somewhere up in outer space the satellite of our lust is looking down as Chrysler buildings spring up all around us I'm safe, I'm safe, I'm safe from your danger now I'm safe, I'm safe, I'm safe from your danger now Overheating from thinking all the time Draw more water & pass it up the line 'Cause I cannot control explosions any more than blushing The magnets in our bones are pulling 'till our knees are touching I'm safe, I'm safe, I'm safe from your danger now I'm safe, I'm safe, I'm safe from your danger now I've been watching you at night I read the freckles on your thigh They tell me I'm a fool if I Think I can up & leave you anytime 'cause somewhere up in outer space the satellite of our lust is looking down as Chrysler buildings spring up all around us I'm safe, I'm safe, I'm safe from your danger now I'm safe, I'm safe, I'm safe from your danger now You & me, are safe from all the diggers & the dreamers & the baggage of belief Time & tide, are suitably mysterious But nothing's more delirious than life
5.
I was brewing up the potions, I was hemmed in by the laws Of the periodic table & the Einsteinian cause Then I got the call They were looking for the outer sound Could I let then know if it came round I was needed in the out of bounds Join up, join up It was cold & I was rowing on a one-man-armada sea With a rifle & some posters to better claim my legacy The voices they promised me... I was looking for the outer sound & my secret mission's going down If you dream you're fame & glory bound Join up, join up When you're looking for the outer sound There's no use delaying, beatin' round You'll be no-one in a one horse town Join up, join up
6.
In this old cold soggy universe, things tend to go from bad to worse When you're planning on expanding she slams it into reverse If I had to hazard at a guess I'd say you labour under her duress I am one up-standing man but I'll fold none-the-less when... Blood bubbles up through the heart it's an end & it's a start She knows how to bleed me dry I will crack, it's only a matter of time I'll get away my funny valentine, I've got my reasons & a lot of rhyme for I've been planning on caravaning my way out for quite some time I'll play my tunes sat out in a field, imagination's all I know for real I'll fill my lugs with sweet lavender grass & I'll be everlasting when... Blood bubbles up through the heart it's an end & it's a start She knows how to bleed me dry I will crack, it's only a matter of time
7.
Love lies in my memory & I have no alibi You burst my capilary when you kissed me by surprise Brought up in the letdown so how could a letdown come as a surprise Brought up in the letdown so nothing but letdown will now suffice Cast off my identity & you hung me out to dry This floor show is my malady, now I'm walking on a wire Brought up in the letdown so how could a letdown come as surprise Brought up in the letdown so nothing but letdown will now suffice Love lies in my memory & I have no alibi You scewed my telemetry when you kissed me by surprise Brought up in the letdown so how could a letdown as surprise Brought up in the letdown so nothing but letdown will now suffice I have a dream but I'm not a doctor & I can hear you saying, Let me stop you right there ! Before you put me & every one else in the room to sleep you should know you are in no way, no way unique Let's take that one you had about the girls & the boat & off they float into the blue with an owl & a goat & a pussy cat & you Well there's this bloke in Kentucky had the very same one last week & give or take a few details I grant you : the girls had more clothes on but he's a minister I mean they're bound to ! & every seventh wave threw up showers of pearls so his was more showy ; less content, more frills But you see what I'm saying, it's a model, a template it's meat & two veg rearranged on a plate Ahh you say, that old chestnut, but chestnuts don't float & when was the last time you got in a heart shaped boat ? That boat trip is dream 5179 with a new improved soundtrack & some girls on the side Our reveries aren't one-off bespoke tailored dreams They're the same old shit served up with different ice cream
8.
Morgan Stick was a professional winner who'd lose from time to time Deliberately & through some hard times & molehill mountains Emerged the other side Triumphantly & when he did badly he did very well & when he did well they cried & mumbled softly One day Morgan in his finite wisdom will fall off the winning side I'll take the gambler's suite it's on the 14th floor But I don't want it known that I am here at all For there are those who feel that I should be repaid & you can't be too careful these days Drowning headfirst in my own just deserts I've had a bellyfull I'm sick of it An old dog barking at the futures market Devoid of dignity I'll be rid of it I want to so badly I'd do anything But ego has grabbed the key & swallowed it Come storm this palace where a lonely Tzar Is unable to walk free Come take the Gambler's suite it's on the 14th floor We'll change the locks and put your name upon the door & that will be the price you will have to pay & you can't be too carfeul these days
9.
We are all men headed for the sea We hug the coast in diesel boats surfacing to breathe We are all men We are all men headed for the sea We hug the coast in diesel boats We are off key under middle C We tell ourselves that we'll be well Until all is achieved, we pull back... To reveal the ouline of ourselves Fools the man but leaves hollow the shell Girls on fire are all just passing through Should we give thanks to you ? We are all children with cigarettes Leather chairs & opium dens Spitting our names in a foreign tongue We tell ourselves that we'll be young Until all is achieved, we pull back... To reveal the ouline of ourselves Fools the man but leaves hollow the shell Girls on fire are all just passing through Should we give thanks to you ? We are all men headed for the sea We hug the coast in diesel boats
10.
I'm coming down with breakbone fever & all viruses at once Sweating out my family through the pores I drip into the sea These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are my foot soldiers These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are lonely I'm a canibal on a desert island Sucking on a leaf & cursing all the restless pioneers who didn't bother to come discover me These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are my foot soldiers These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are lonely In my prayers I hum like bees & bob like lemons on a coal black sea All my kisses bring my lovers to their knees Here I sit like Cleopatra staring at a wheel I could analyse from every point of view but still not know what to do with you These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are my foot soldiers These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are lonely children These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are my foot soldiers These tears are not fit for high seas These tears are worthy
11.
Hello Mr moon I've come to play you some old tunes I found inside a wooden box They were adressed to you but lost somehow This one says you helped undress her Then did things she regrets later & she says that you made her crazy with love For some unworthy Hello Mr moon Do you understand your influential pull on everything? Well you're a twenty eight day new sensation This one sings of you his saviour You cut through banks of fog like razors & led him safely back home on the tide Though so unworthy Hello Mr moon Mr Armstrong says you're powdered lightly What else would he know from a touchdown on your tranquil sea How long have you looked down on us? & are we destined to get beyond this? & what makes you so sure we'll improve On such a small step for a man Such a small step Such a small step
12.
My name is collapse, I'm your dark star My fuel on the fire got you this far The folks back home say "one in a million" of you But you need to be no one in the middle of a crowd My dear puppeteer, my destiny dog The flea in my ear, the ghost in my fog You're folding down the days Go hide your errant ways in the middle of a crowd You're drinking gin & soda, you're jumping just to show her That you're a shaker mover, that they don't come no cooler Well I hate to disappoint ya' but for you it's all over Time for your prescription fill, I will implode now it's all over You fine limousine, you'll leave on a bus Sucked in by machine, big bang in reverse Don't fret, ne soit pas triste Go lick your wounds, your lips, in the middle of a crowd...
13.
Could it be true, could it be true, could you really want me If it is so, if it is so, give in to me now None of your games, none of your games, listen... Cursed I am to always get what I desire If I have you by my side, oh I won't be the one denying that I've been bought so cheap, woe is me Your chemistry is calling me, tracking me down To move against you, move against you, move against your body Is more than I can, more than I can, more than I can take Coming unstuck, coming, I'm stuck on you Cursed I am to always get what I desire If I have you by my side oh I won't be the one denying that I've been bought so cheap, woe is me Your chemistry is calling me, tracking me down Better for you, better for you, if you never know me Ring alarm bells, call a head count, get out while you can It's gettin' ontop, gettin' ontop of me... Cursed I am to always get what I desire If I have you by my side oh I won't be the one denying that I've been bought so cheap, woe is me Your chemistry is stripping me, breaking me down Could it be true...

about

My first album. That's me on the sleeve running away from the place I grew up in and was named after by ill-advised parents. I was in my ukulele phase but don't let that put you off. There's a beautiful string trio, a brass section, some thumping drums, drifty piano and solid bass all played beautifully by the wonderful musicians I'm fortunate enough to hang around with. Thirteen tracks of folk-pop steeped in the english countryside. It would seem I couldn't entirely run away from that...
Recorded in an old wooden lined theatre in the Paris suburbs over 2 hot summer weeks...

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released July 1, 2015

Headquarter café credits...

Barton Hartshorn – Lead vocals, Ukulele, Piano & keys, Guitar, Bass, Drums & Percussion.
Adele Parker – Vocals and backing vocals.
Dr Vince – Bass on A plague of UFOs upon you, Safe from your danger,
Hello Mr Moon, I am collapse & The Outer sound. Also Fender Rhodes on
A plague of UFOs upon you & keys on Hello Mr Moon.
Shinobi – Drums on Hello Mr Moon.
Julien Guy – Banjo on Hegira.
Mathias Schubert – Organ on Hegira.
Nietzche Cave – Piano on Could it be true?
Xavier Lapeyroux – Double bass on Brought up in the letdown.
David Lewis – Trumpet and Horn. Also organ on The Outer sound.
Bobby Rangell – Saxophone and flute.
Noémie Poumet – 1st Violin.
Laure Boissinot – 2nd Violin.
Celia Boudot – Cello.
Mimi Sunnerstam – Cello on I am collapse.

String and Brass arrangements by Guy Folligrey.

Recorded and mixed at Headquarters by Barton Hartshorn & Guy Folligrey.
Additional recording done at Le Poisson Barbu by Léonard Mule
& Musicopré by Thomas Demarle.

Mastered at Translab Paris by Benjamin Joubert.

All songs by Barton Hartshorn except:
Safe from your Danger – B.Hartshorn/Dr Vince/Shinobi

Artwork Photography by Steve Roberts
Drawn artwork by Nietzche Cave

A Pagloni press production. Copyright Barton Hartshorn p&© 2012

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