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The Escape Artist

by Will Hansen

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1.
Pirate Radio 02:39
Stay up late for the show It’s pirate radio D.J man, he has a plan Sharing songs with the world It could be anything you want or nothing you’ve heard He might put on Tom Waits all night Or maybe Spedding feels right Bob Dylan sure sings outta sight On Highway 61 Stay up late for the show It’s pirate radio You might sing Sweet Jane with Lou Be a New York Doll with Thunders too Ask Pete Townshend, Who are you? And then kick out the jams Something old and something new Something borrowed from Rhapsody in Blue D.J knows what’s good for you on pirate radio Ahhhhhhhh Pirate radio (x4) Stay up late for the show It’s pirate radio Stay up late for the show It’s pirate, pirate Stay up late for the show It’s pirate radio Stay up late for the show It’s pirate radio
2.
… To believe in, ohh Whether it’s luck or religion Everybody needs something 2 believe in You could travel heartworn highways Searching for a friend You could be the one on the pedestal Never get down again Spending life looking for stories Selling tales of praise be to glory Got a house of cards I got a house of cards about to fall I’ma go ahead and play the ace of spades Ace of spades, we’ll risk it all Spending life looking for glory Selling those brand new stories, c’mon Whether it’s luck or religion Everybody needs something 2 believe in See the kid with the book turned to rock n’ roll ‘Cos the monk in the seminary sure couldn’t save his soul Spent their life looking for wisdom Just looking for the right thing to teach them Whether it’s luck or religion Everybody needs something 2 believe in To believe in… ohh To believe in (x3) Whether it’s luck or religion Everybody needs something 2 believe in
3.
Manufactured face Kodak moments have their place But if you climbed a mountain Didn’t take a picture Did it really happen? If nobody got richer, oh We’re the content generation Let’s go see a show And show our friends that video If only this goes viral Lands in the trending section Maybe it’ll feel like genuine connection, oh It’s the new sensation Singin’ Show the world who you are So long as the angle is right Like for like, even if I don’t like it I wouldn’t tell you anyway So play the game with me Let’s play for the prize The winner leaves with wandering eyes Everybody wants to feel like they matter ‘Cos everybody wants to climb the social ladder Ohh We’re the content generation Ohhh We’re the new sensation Ohh & we’re all singin’ Show the world who you are So long as the angle is right Like for like, even if I don’t like it I couldn’t tell you anyway So play the game Oh what a shame We’re the content generation (x2) We’re the content generation of all time
4.
No more backstreets Go onto the rooftop To play your games Chasing fame No more streetlights Staying out all night Waiting No more music In the halls, in the walls Only faces fade, like the old brigade No more fashion, chase a faux reaction Just to get paid Where do we go from here (x2) Where do we go Remember when Days were sunny, and the nights would never end Climb the fence, 27 pence And you’ll be free forever, so they said, so they said Memories of cobblestone lies Cobbled together From the threads of truth, that we believed, and they received Against the light of the silhouette Tell another story you’ll regret Waiting for someone Waiting for someone you’ve never met Against the light of the silhouette Tell another story you’ll regret Place your bets, place your bets Against the light of the silhouette Tell another story you’ll regret To feel like you’re home To feel like you’ve never been on your own Where do we go from here (no more backstreets) Where do we go from here (no more backstreets) Where do we go from here (no more backstreets) Where do we go from here?
5.
What did I say to you last night? You’re shooting daggers through me with your eyes I just can’t remember to save my life Suddenly you’re out the door and gone Where did the words turn wrong? Somewhere along the way, a cloud brought a storm along I just can’t remember to save my life Suddenly you’re out the door and gone Even with the best of intentions We lose our head sometimes And step over the line Restless hearts can grow fond Of running when they’re scared Feeling ill-prepared But a lover’s quarrel can’t be satisfied If the breakdown doesn’t get repaired Even with the best of intentions We lose our head sometimes And step over the line Even with the best of intentions We all lose our head sometimes Ohhh Step over the line
6.
Woke up this mornin' with them ol' videocassette blues Spendin' my time on rewind with you But that VCR done gone too far again I just wanna spend time with my best friend Sun bleached colours on the TV Babe, they ain't got nothin', ain't got nothin' on you and me The '80s called, they want their renaissance back So let's hit fast-forward on that I saw a love story in the discount bin It got me thinkin' 'bout how to get to you again They sure don't make time travellin' easy But these ol' tapes sure help to soothe me We found that movie, we been lookin' for Our own bestseller that we started on all those years ago We were singin' a Son House song But when the tapes runs out I'll say grinnin' in your face only lasts so long Well the tapes all said, be kind, rewind I would if I could, it'd ease a troubled mind The tapes all said, be kind, rewind I would if I could, but I'm stuck on those videocassette blues
7.
Blame punk rock for teenage vices The kids don’t want high ticket prices Who are you to tell us what to do? We want it loud, we want it strong We just wanna sing our favourite song Who are you, to try and sing along? Chorus So blame punk rock for teenage vices Why do fads have license to steal the show? Oh baby, we don’t know All these rock bands were starry eyed Ended up suited and tied Oh baby, what a surprise You can play your blues on your silver spoons Drink champagne that ricocheted from the fuse Tell me, does it suit you? Remember when you were just a fan? Spent your last dollar to see the band Oh yeah, well we do Johnny Rotten used to have it right But he sold out the world last night Oh what a show, too bad we couldn’t go It used to be your favourite dive Where you could feel so good to be alive But now it’s only corporate rock n’ roll So Blame punk rock for teenage vices The kids don’t want high ticket prices Who are you, to tell us what to do? We want it loud, we want it strong We just wanna sing our favourite song So who are you, to try and sing along? So let’s blame punk rock for teenage vices Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all get along Get along
8.
Seconds Away 06:08
Don’t start running from the rain It will take you down in thunder Chasing the winds of change Will only serve to steal the wonder from the world Don’t wait for tomorrow To put off yesterday ‘Cos the one who holds the stone Can yield the right to throw How do you feel? Seconds away from disaster Seconds away from the minutes that matter Seconds away from a flash before your eyes Surrender your goodbye But don’t let it slip away Singin’ how do you feel? Did you take the time to heal? Did you take time for your soul? What is it called? When all you try to do is stay You can’t help but run, run Run away Seconds away from disaster Seconds away from the minutes that matter Seconds away from a flash before your eyes Surrender your disguise But don’t let it slip away Slip away (x3) Seconds away from disaster Seconds away from the minutes that matter Seconds away from a flash before your eyes Surrender your goodbye But don’t let it Don’t let it slip Slip away Slip away Slip away

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Bringing together vintage garage pop vibes interwoven with Brian Wilson inspired vochestra moments, a spot or two of flash guitar, and direct songs that draw from 60s and 70s rock n' roll, psychedelia, and roots music, The Escape Artist is waiting for you.

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released February 25, 2022

Will Hansen -- Electric and acoustic guitars, bass, lead vocals, harmony vocals*

*Stef Nicholson -- Harmonica and harmony vocals on Videocassette Blues
*Natasha LeFort -- harmony vocals on Videocassette Blues

Co-produced, engineered, mixed, and mastered by Adam Fancy.

All songs written by Will Hansen, except:
Blame Punk Rock, written by Will Hansen and Matt Steele

Artwork by Colleen Bonomo

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Will Hansen Halifax, Nova Scotia

The Escape Artist is an excuse for nostalgia. Take a trip through displays of vintage pop art from the garage, featuring notes of flash guitar, singalong juxtapositions, and a voice for the backdated generation.

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