Today we see footage from recent tours through North Carolina, South Carolina, Montana, and Utah, set to “Another City,” the fourth track on the new album. Jeremy Kaller’s video shows the glorious and mundane moments of playing music on the road with HBR, Allie Kral, Elephant Revival, and maybe you! “Another City” was a tune we hadn’t played live before bringing it to the studio and created it in the session, a rare thing for HBR. Tracks 4, 5 & 6 all talk about loss and hope, stay tuned this week for the next ones. Enjoy!
Here’s what composer Nat Keefe has to say about writing this one:
“Awhile ago I visited an old girlfriend in Montana, where she’d gone on to be happily married with two kids. Sitting in her kitchen, her three-year-old was jumping off me like a climbing structure. I had a moment of thinking, wow, this kid could have been my own if things had gone a bit differently! And I was also seeing this person I’d known as a footloose girl in her next phase as a responsible woman. This is a distinct bittersweet feeling, a slice of the romantic story that is often unsung. Don’t we all have some kind of feeling for past lovers, even if happy with where we are? It’s not always the easiest or most acceptable thing to talk about. For me this song was really only possible after finding the person who would be my wife.”
ANOTHER CITY Nat Keefe
She was a free stone rolling
I was a bowling pin
And we took our chances on the wind on the wind
She moved to Montana
I could only understand
She’s in another city, with another man, another man
So sit down boys and pour the whiskey round
I gotta say I’m happy with the cards as they’ve come down
But I think of the women and the hearts I have known
Lives in different cities with their man or all alone
I think of the children that could have been my own,
could have been my own
She was a cultured scholar
I was a wild ride
And we took our chances on the tide, on the tide
She moved back to Brussels
I stayed with my bluegrass band
She’s in another city, with another man.
She was Southern beauty
I was her singing beau
and we took our chances on the road, on the road
She moved to North Carolina
I kept my steady hand
She’s in another city with another man
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