So Much Promise

by Jon Hunt

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On The First Day Of The Cheltenham Festival In East Kilbride Grey stone Cold beer Discarded trays of chips and curry Pregnant teens Puffing on fags Fly-tipped broken household appliances Overcast Cheap cigarettes Dismal outlook No regrets Boarded-up shops Biting wind Vandalised signs Now point the wrong way Ladbrokes thriving William Hill bustling Hangover burning Brain is misfiring Soldier on Or try another day Words and music by jh 2012
2.
The Sky Is Breaking I ignite this landscape With just one little thought You can come along with me But don't say nothin' at all I gave you a secret I gave you a piece of my mind You can take it or leave it 'Depends what you wanna find... The sky is breaking, and replacing all my years Fills me with diamonds, laughter, aces, smiles and tears I hear the earth crackle With just a flick of your hair in the light Pure anticipation Of the edge and everything out of sight So I ignite this landscape With just one little dream And you can come along with me Cos no-one's ever gonna believe what we've seen... The sky is breaking, and replacing all my years Fills me with diamonds, laughter, aces, smiles and tears Words and music by jh 2012
3.
Wartime Spirit Something's gone wrong, and the longer it goes on for The more we open up to our fellow man A wartime spirit, a bonding so sincere Like a holiday romance, we know it's a flash in the pan But it was great while it lasted, I'll remember those days forever New, fresh and exciting, and though things were worse, it was better There were suicide bombers, there was a national food shortage It was a holiday on an island, and it was getting deported We saw cars being washed down the street There were fatal toxins in our meat Scared, we could've melted like butter, but instead our backbones grew And it was great while it lasted, I'll remember those days forever New, fresh and exciting And though things were worse, it was better And as the H.S. Missiles flew, the bond between us grew... I felt love for the first time hiding in an old tin barn I felt camaraderie using a gun on a farm I felt like I was wanted when the weaker looked up to me While I cherished the leader's calmness and advice Consumed by boredom, 50 hours at a sterile airport But something's been evolving in the air A wartime spirit, and a smile so genuine From the woman who'd've sold you tomorrow to pay for her fare But it was great while it lasted, I'll remember those days forever New, fresh and exciting, and though things were worse, it was better And as the H.S. Missiles flew, the bond between us grew... Words and music by jh 2008-2009
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So Much Promise So much promise So much alcoholic confidence So much alcoholic nonchalance Such loud outspoken waifs and strays From corners that I'll never see Raise a glass up to my eye-line I talk to her, she talks to me *** The outcome is never as good as my dreams The adventure is never as good as my dreams The party is never as good as my dreams The music is never as good as it seems The hormones always play their tricks with me The alcohol content relaxes, relapses, repulses and straight-up tricks me Turns weather and art into nonentities Lets verbal and musical bilge seep into my life Shoots up lies into the arm of my truth once the truth's suffocated my lies Enhance the good but excuse the bad Give me the things that I wish that I had Show me the things that I wish I didn't have *** (I'm sure I've been here before...) *** We don't have anything in common in the morning The sky is overcast Commuters' feet are pounding through my head Try to find an objective, try and find a thread Or rejoin the road to oblivion Seems so much easier somehow So much promise So many promises Words and music by Jon Hunt 2012-2013
5.
Friendship of Convenience A friendship of convenience We'd saddle up and jump the fence Turn around and one of us was gone A friendship of convenience Always nervous, always tense Now nothing's right, cos nothing's really wrong Sacrificial attention For the greater short-term good Dull glorification Cos it feels like we should What seems fake Well, it always turns to real I'm gonna write a strong, strong letter and appeal My head's exploding and turning into stars A friendship of convenience The colours never made much sense Simple little things would fall apart Deny when we fail to connect And fill the gaps with weak cement We'll chip away 'til we're back at the start Sacrificial attention... My head's exploding and turning into stars Words and music by jh 2011
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I'll see you Tomorrow in a Different Light I'll see you tomorrow in a different light I've searched some hopeless places, undone some of my life All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies The light bounces off buildings and turns into smiles Paths are skewed at wrong angles Dissolving into shimmering water I'm back in an 'Eighties seaside amusement hall Cigarettes, bleeps, sand and explosions Take another drink and you'll stand tall Days and weeks spent scrabbling around In rented rooms with the same old books Same old music, and same old troubles Takeaways, booze and cheap encounters Sunday walks round a deserted town The focal points increasingly banal Increase the sense of isolation Why don't I take a train out of town?... I'll see you tomorrow in a different light I've searched some hopeless places, ruined some of my life All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies A weekend visiting friends in an unknown city Evening anticipation We're introduced to some brand new people Random pieces of the evening to come An anchor to hold down a story Nothing that matters when said and done The girl behind the counter, she sparkles and grins She's mine if I want her, the feeling sets in I'll borrow any costume to cause an upset Take her to my bedroom, and then lose the bet A shimmering Friday feeling comes round The warm summer wind lifts our souls from the ground And when it starts a-rocking the branches I'm momentarily born again... I'll see you tomorrow in a different light I've searched some messed-up places, ruined some of my life All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies Such a diabolical liberty The way you touch the heart of me I punished myself, got took for a ride (poor boy) Human nature deserted my side (boo-hoo) See the marks and the scores on the wall (so sad) Realise that I know nothing at all (why don't you man-up?) Stretch me out, take me down, rip me up (poor you, poor you) Buy me wine, then complain that I'm drunk (give it a rest) All opinions are built on fine sand (you're just so miserable) I wish I could make friends with all mine... I'll see you tomorrow in a different light I've searched some hopeless places, undone some of my life All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies And the waves of love wash over me While you don't feel them And the grains of sand fall finally to the floor And all the books I cherish, I can't make you read them But still I take your hand and lead you through the door It's nothing special, it's just steady away Tolerance with a smile on your face It's nothing special, only steady away Resignation with a smile on your face Words and music by jh 2011-2013
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Groupie 03:20
Groupie I'll glare at you as you approach the front of the queue You'll never know the band or understand the songs just like I do I'm just back from the German leg, I should've been inside by now But Bex couldn't get her usual 'plus two' An old song on a set list feels like a returning missing son I spend all day posturing on the official online forum Surround myself with sycophants, because we've all got OCD The only cure's false camaraderie La na na na na na na... Well I'm a guru, I get the setlists, I give the roadies my fags My girlfriend's crazy, she tolerates me, if not she'd have to pack her bags I know the promoters, got all the t-shirts, you wanna know? - I'll tell ya I'm many things - just don't call me a groupie Arrived at three, saw the singer drinking tea I ignored the look of sheer exasperation that she shot at me She vaguely humoured me, just like she tends to every time I wonder if she knows she could be mine? I dunno who these newbies are who have turned up on this tour No-one of my pedigree seems to have seen them before The music's incidental, although I know it off by heart Oh come on, the support's about to start La na na na na na na... Well I'm a guru, I get the setlists, I give the roadies my fags My girlfriend's crazy, she tolerates me, if not she'd have to pack her bags I know the promoters, got all the t-shirts, you wanna know? - I'll tell ya I'm many things - just don't call me a groupie Words and music by jh 2012
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The End 05:57
The End The end of something heralds something new So I just had to write this song for you The upper hand it always ruins me But now you've got it, all my words are free I look at photos and they don't seem real And I don't understand the way I feel I only wish that I could purge my mind Of all the broken shards That start to pierce on through when things are fine Turn fresh water in to bitter wine Speeding up and slowing down the time I walk alone beneath the pouring rain It washes all the bullshit from my brain There's something in your eyes, I know it too Thoughts and things that I could never do But I'm still grateful for the love we had And I will love you even when you're filled with love for someone else When I am just a shadow in your memory I'll still smile because nothing Will have the same effect as what you've done So even while I'm out here on the run I'll think of you and always see the sun Obsessed with time and burning down the years Now I sit here amongst the smiles and tears I wanna feel some love without regret A hidden window I ain't opened yet There's something in your eyes, you know it too Thoughts and things that I can never do And looking back I will return one day To that green plateau where The pink and purple melt into the ground Your soul gives off the most beautiful sound I never really realised what I'd found... Words and music by jh 2013

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The third 'jh' album, released in December 2013.

Recorded during Summer & Autumn 2013 in London, UK

All songs written, played, sung, recorded and produced by Jon Hunt

Mastered by Jon Hunt

Photography by Jon Hunt

Dedicated to Kevin Ayers 1944-2013

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released December 9, 2013

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Jon Hunt London, UK

Jon Hunt is a solo artist from London, UK.

He writes, arranges, performs and mixes all his material himself, with the exception of some of the drums.

So far, he has released three albums (initially under the moniker 'jh'), plus a compilation 'Morning Sun' collecting some of his favourite tracks from the three.

Jon's Emergency Call EP was released in October 2019.

Next album coming in 2021..
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