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The Lost Ark Studio presents "Hark" by Buxton, the latest single from the Lost Ark Studio Compilation - Vol. 09. Enjoy!
Buxton broadcasts a wandering sound, from the dusty tones of guitar-slinging anthems to lonesome acoustic affairs that look outward and within. Their latest effort Half A Native is music for the search for home; the long journey to find somewhere, something, or someone that makes everything fall into place. Raised in rural Texas by Mexican parents, vocalist/guitarist Sergio Trevino experienced life stranded between two cultures, unable to really identify with his Hispanic heritage and never quite fitting in musically with the local arts community.
Half A Native is a departure from the rustic sound that earned the band a devout following in the explosive Houston scene and beyond. While their acclaimed 2012 album Nothing Here Seems Strange leaned toward folk, Half A Native ventures into vast sonic territories, sometimes pairing atmospheric piano with off-kilter electric guitar, blanketed by Trevino’s heart-clenched voice and melancholic, but optimistic lyrics. “We take from a lot of different genres and present it in a way that I think is most honest for us,” Trevino says. “You'll hear rock, folk, country, ambience, and distortion, all interpreted through us.”
With Half a Native, Buxton has distilled years of long hours on the road and late nights on tour into an album that reveals new treasure the deeper you dig, and in this sediment, their friendship is bedrock holding together this band of brothers. “There's a sort of respect for the relationship and chemistry we have to continue making music and continue to explore what that means,” Trevino says. “And its fun, I think if it wasn't then we would've stopped a long time ago.”
lyrics
Buxton - Hark
It’s that time of year
I know it well
Hear the songs of the first Noel
The sound of laughter, the warmth of cheer
And the children waiting just to hear
The sound of Santa on his sleigh
Bringing toys and joy and games to play
You might find under a tree
But when the bells they get to blowin’ then I best be off to sleep
Hark the angels singin’ Christmas tunes
Over hillsides and to the moon
Then all the children lend a careful eye
Through the canopy that they might spy
The sight of Santa on his sleigh
Bringing toys and joy and games to play
You might find under a tree
But when the bells they get to blowin’ then I best be off to sleep
It’s that time of year
I know it well
Hear the songs of the first Noel
Sound of laughter, the warmth of cheer
And all the children waiting just to hear
Sight of Santa on his sleigh
Bringing toys and joy and games to play
You might find under a tree
But when the bells they get to blowin’ then I best be off to sleep
And Holy Is The Night
And Holy Is The Night
The spirit is alive
The spirit is alive
And how it moves through me
How it moves through me
How it moves through me
And when the bells they get to blowin’ then I best be off to sleep
It’s that time of year
I know it well
Hear the songs of the first Noel
The sound of laughter, the warmth of cheer
And the children waiting just to hear
The sound of Santa on his sleigh
Bringing toys and joy and games to play
You might find under a tree
But when the bells they get to blowin’ then I best be off to sleep
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