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The (Almost) Live Album

by Rachel Baum

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Hassles I was listening to this with a glass of red in my hand. I drank too much & listened to this twice. Just love the resonance of the piano (nicely married to Rachel's vocals), the improvisation & other surprises.
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1.
Oh Louisiane, ma Louisiane Here’s my home and here’s my land Oh Louisiana, je t’aime Je vas toujours être la louisianaise Me, I grew up in the wind Down where the streets and sidewalk end With my flower necklaces Down in Nova Scotia, it has been some years Down in Nova Scotia, since I met you dear Where the water glistened and the grass grew gold The Atlantic Ocean and the lighthouse coast But I still missed home Oh Louisiana, ma Louisiane Here’s my home and here’s my land Quand j’étais jeune je pensais souvent aller loin d’ici Et moi, j’ai dit : « Je veux partir voir tous les autres pays. » Oh mais j’ai plus d’années asteur et moi, je connais Qu’il est beau partout, mais Louisiane est parfaite, est parfaite Oh Louisiana, ma Louisiane Here’s my home and here’s my land Oh Louisiana, oh je t’aime Je vas toujours être la louisianaise Moi, le vent m’a élevée Là, sous les chènes et le soleil Dans les fleurs du champ de mai
2.
Cold Front 04:20
My eyes are heavy as the storm outside My mind is wandering places I don’t like I wish my heart could grow colder as the cold front comes The daylight’s fleeing and the light grows dim I beg my mind to keep my thoughts from him Oh I wish my heart could grow colder as the front comes in But give me a reason to fight – I’ll fight for you A wrong and a wrong take the right right under you A fool and a lover seem quite the same thing sometimes Love talked so sweetly in those cold nights gone But it holds no punches now the night turns dawn Oh I wish my heart could grow colder as the cold front comes But give me a reason to fight – I’ll fight for you A wrong and a wrong take the right right under you A fool and a lover seem quite the same thing sometimes The cars fly by – A sea of headlights bright Above, the stars they steal from shine a dimmer light I will not give my soul to find the lesser prize Cause everyone knows – Sadness comes and goes It’ll be alright But give me a reason to fight – I’ll fight for you A wrong and wrong – No right to run to you A fool and a lover seem quite the same thing And hoping in nothing is foolish and vain But nothing and something seem quite the same thing sometimes Now all my hoping is in you, the Brighter Light
3.
Évangeline 03:58
Oh Évangeline, je te dis Que je suis pas comme toi, chérie Je vas pas espérer toute ma vie pour lui Ouais, c’est vrai, je suis amoureuse – tant pis Footfalls soft on hardwood floors Dancing to the rain outdoors Our footsteps in the kitchen keeping time If I had known how far this road would wind Cause he don’t love me No, he don’t love me No, he don’t love me No, no, no he don’t Les mémoires éparpillées Faut oublier – Faut pas penser à Ce qu’on peut jamais changer dans la vie Ouais, c’est vrai, je suis amoureuse – tant pis Il ne m’aime pas Il ne m’aime pas Il ne m’aime pas No, no he don’t Dis-moi asteur la vérité Stay if you love me If you don’t, just go away Oh Évangeline, faut que je te dise You and I the same inside The Lord is close to those who cry, my friend I hope my story finds a better end J’espère que mon histoire finira bien
4.
Amsterdam 04:46
In Louisiana they are huddled close before a fire Because it’s cold outside But it’s not cold like here On Jefferson a man is preaching And people sing songs I would know In Amsterdam, the church, they pray alone And I don’t know where you’ve gone Say this is where you’ll find me This is where we’ll meet Cause I’m all out of disguises And the fire has lost its heat So tell me all your tales and fables Tell me of your Christ, your Lord And I will show you all my idols bright Say the people here tonight But there’s a man is Dam Square dying But he don’t know like all the rest They drink and they are merry in the dark And I don’t know where you are Well I’ve been, I’ve been Close enough to touch you And I’ve run, I’ve run Far enough to want you And I’m both/and now And I just have to see you here And I just have to know you’re here tonight Today I walked on down to Harlem And I met someone there you love We talked about you and I caught a glimpse And so I went And passed the coffee shops and windows Went to where your name is known And found your light in coldness and in dark And I know you can’t be far Say this is where you’ll find me Stumbling through the streets Where the found and the forgotten And the saints and sinners meet Say you will come and find me Breathe life in the coals For the fire is burning out here In the January snow
5.
Oh Lord, oh Lord Where are you now In the valley low, in the valley low I'm weary and worn Tossed and forlorn Hard-pressed on every side And I can't go on, and I can't hold on But here in my weakness I see my glorious King I who am weary Deep of his love I drink Here in the sweetness This blessed moment brings My joy is complete And again I can sing And I sing and I sing and I sing and I sing Sad is my face, but happy my soul Though sufferings are many And the tempests, they roll But you are the laughter Reviving these weary bones In sorrow I bitterly wept alone Now my tears are your grace as it overflows But here in my weakness I see my glorious King I who am weary Deep of his love I drink Here in the sweetness This blessed moment brings My joy is complete And again I can sing And I sing and I sing and I sing and I sing Come all ye who labor Find rest in my arms I heard the call but my feeble heart And my feet were too weak to come But there in my weakness Your power was made complete I who am weary Sought out by my faithful King This joy in my soul could not possibly come from me When I could not choose you You chose me How can I not sing, I will sing, I will sing I will sing
6.
We were once dead Dead in trespasses Following the course of this world Following the prince of the power of the air Dead in the ground we were We were 6 feet under We were We were once orphans Fatherless we wandered Straight toward our fiery graves Living in our passions Rotten in our bones The flesh does not seek to be saved But God, rich in mercy Adopted the wicked as sons Blessed inheritance Precious the price Immeasurable riches of kindness in Christ We are his workmanship And he is our cornerstone We are the church being built By the Spirit through Christ as the Father’s new home For we are his dwelling place And he is our source of life Only Yahweh can choose his people from children of wrath And make them his beautiful wife Oh God, rich in mercy Predestined his loved ones to life By grace and through faith Not by works, but by blood By grace, wicked dead men revived

about

This album was about as last-minute on the fly as you can get. We decided to throw it together on a Thursday, and Friday I started calling up all of my musician buddies to see who was in town. We did the whole thing live the next day, with the exception of the two bonus tracks that had been recorded beforehand with some friends from Northside. All this was less than a month before I left the country for a year abroad in France.

On Saturday morning, me and four or five of my buddies got up early to transform the sanctuary of Christ Church Northside in Lafayette, Louisiana into a makeshift recording studio for the day. We macgyvered a drumset out of a chair and a bass drum and set up a million microphones, hoping to capture the live sound I was looking for.

Since my friends didn't know the songs beforehand, the whole process was very - playing it by ear in your friend's living room- something I really liked. We didn't have time for anything else. We just wanted to set some of my songs in stone before I left.

These are my songs; my experiences from around the world and from growing up "louisianaise." The album was a joy to record- there was a lot of pizza and caffeine involved and we celebrated by going to see the new-at-the-time Avengers movie after we finished. Life is sweet.

credits

released May 4, 2015

To My Friends:

Trevor, who funded this crazy one-day project.

Lyle, my might-as-well-be brother who came in with no notice to lay down a guitar track for a friend.

Courtney, who showed up when nobody else could make it and wowed us all with her "innovative" drumming techniques.

My two sound people, Keiran and Kaitlin, who macgyvered a recording studio out of a church sanctuary.

The folks at Christ Church Northside who let a bunch of hippy musicians borrow the sanctuary for a day.

All of my friends who tracked on The Ephesians Song and Sing at Dockside.

Madame Michot who taught me to love French.

My family who raised me in a house full of music.

My Dad who taught me the value of playing by ear and carrying around a tape recorder (ahem, iphone) for when a song hits.

Everyone who encouraged me to finally do something with my own music instead of singing other peoples' - I wouldn't have had the courage to do this otherwise.

To Ashley and Shawn: The artwork was perfect.

To my second family, the Johnstons, who housed me/listened to every single track a million times before we put it on itunes.


Thank you.

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Rachel Baum Poitiers, France

Hailing from the greatest city (Lafayette) in the greatest state (Louisiana) in the Union, I have always been passionate about good, honest food, good, honest people, and the kind of heartfelt, good, honest music you only find in living rooms and dive bars. Currently living and writing music in Poitiers, France, I hope this is the first album of many. ... more

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