Name: Heart Like A Levee
Brand: Hiss Golden Messenger

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Catalogue number

A 50575

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Format Music US

Limited edition

Release date

2016-10-07

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Supplier US

Tax rate US

Sales:8.875

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673855057514

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1 / Extended format: No / LP / Rough Trade Exclusive: No / Signed copies: No

CD 50575

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Artist

Hiss Golden Messenger

Genre US

Rock-Pop

Label US

Merge Records

<p>Hiss Golden Messenger is a roots/country rock project based in Durham, North Carolina. Led by [a577914], this talented artist creates soulful and heartfelt music that resonates with listeners. With their unique blend of folk, Americana, and rock influences, Hiss Golden Messenger has gained a loyal following around the world. Their songs are filled with rich storytelling and captivating melodies that leave a lasting impression. Discover the magic of Hiss Golden Messenger's music and experience the raw emotion and authenticity they bring to every performance.</p>

The writing of the songs that became Heart Like a Levee started in a hotel room in Washington DC in January of 2015 during a powerful storm that darkened the East Coast. At that time I was feeling—more acutely than I had ever felt before—wrenched apart by my responsibilities to my family and to my music. Forgetting, momentarily, that for me, each exists only with the other. How could I forget? Though maybe my lapse was reasonable: I had just quit my job, the most recent and last, in a series of dead-end gigs stretching back 20 years, with the vow that my children would understand their father as a man in love with his world and the inventor of his own days. They would be rare in that regard. And then—driven by monthly bills and pure fear— I left for another tour, carrying a load of guilt that I could just barely lift. But in that snowy hotel room I found the refrain that became my compass: I was a dreamer, babe, when I set out on the road; but did I say I could find my way home?

Heart Like A Levee

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