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In the House Concert Series with Singer/Songwriter Matt Ranck St. Luke's Parish House Friday, March 12, 2010 Time 7:30 p.m. 1605 Main Street Historical Downtown Newberry $12 at the door $10 in advance Matt Ranck is what one could consider a Jack of All Trades. Although, unlike the saying, he has mastered many areas with an expert's touch. As leader of the DAM Combo performing a mixture of folk, rock and things in between, he was the guitarist, second vocalist and principal songwriter on their two most recent CDs. As he jokes, "Yeah, and I was the lead producer, engineer, graphic designer, talent 'liaison' and … wallet too!" "Matt's songs are thoughtful and precise in their observations of love and day to day life" Greg Trooper DAM's most recent release, 2007's 'Distractions', spent 12 weeks on the Roots Music Report top 50 for Folk releases - an appreciated honor. The Herald Journal called the release, "a stellar collection of folk-rock and Americana." Matt's song, "They Closed Down the Mill" from 2003's 'Another DAM CD' enjoyed placement in both the 2008 documentary 'When the Mill Closes Down' and 'Textile Town,' a 400-page illustrated history of cotton mill life in the Carolinas. Now, after 20 some years as sideman/songwriter, Matt is stepping out on his own. David Childers has described his music as, "Heartfelt, roots based music with great vocal harmonies, and an eye and appreciation for contemporary subject matter and the best of rock and roll." Fans of his music feel the same way. He brings an authenticity and grassroots love of earth, family and history to his songs that, rings off each note. Having drawn comparisons over his last few albums to the likes of Neil Young and Warren Zevon, Matt has created some highly lauded music and now pushes forward with his own music, equally solo in the vision as those to whom he's been compared. Past projects have positioned him in a world that respects what he has to offer as a musician and whether playing with the hard-folk DAM Combo, or producing the albums of some of folk music's most profound lyricists and players, 2010 looks to be the year that Matt Ranck steps out on his own and breaks new ground. www.mattranck.com For more information, please contact theresa at 803.924.3469 or theresa.halfacre@att.net  ;void(0)) ARTISTS SCHEDULED TO PERFORM: Matt Ranck with Brandon Turner Friday, March 12, 2010 www.mattranck.com David Childers -- Saturday, April 17, 2010 www.overmountainmen.com Angela Easterling -- Saturday, May 15, 2010 www.angelaeasterling.com Recent Performers: Danny Schmidt -- Friday, February 12, 2010 Greg Trooper -- January 22, 2010 Peter Cooper and Eric Brace -- Dec. 12, 2009 Micheal Reno Harrell -- November 13, 2009 Carla Ulbrich -- October 2009 Thanks to all for your support and keeping the music alive! living for peace, theresa halfacre :) PLEASE SEND COMMENTS, QUESTIONS OR ANSWERS (!) TO theresa.halfacre@att.net Poets, artists and mystics Seize moments in between lines Of each lifetime to the next Rediscovering and healing In a way only imagination can express Far ahead and in our future We travel to and fro We paint a path before us In order to let go For guilt that trips us nowhere Is worth less than we could know We can ponder the meaning of life Look for character in clouds Winding rivers and twisted lands Any image revealed is meaningless If we let it kick us And refuse to kick back Without treasuring its mortal wisdom There's a darkend alley and an endless shore There's a someone singing folklore, someone praying in a music store Theres lines on the corner, there's less than perfect sleep There are victims of survival, inventions of disease Causes and cures, sufferage and greed Angels and epiphanies, we're all Someone In Need Don't you weep In daylight or dawn Walk on, move forward Think ahead, think again Don't you weep Your loss is your love Hold tight to it and then Lay it down, lay it down Walk on to move forward again Everything and everyone that surrounds us Will be discovered and revealed One day we'll all be dreamers One day there will be healing for all For All is who we are on the inside Inside, resurfacing and beckoning a call A call of arms, of love, of peace Withered or tattered, whole piece by piece Ultimately we are One in need of love The blood on our hands is the blood running free Free to run somewhere, perhaps to the very same need. We share the very same need Don't weep, don't weep At least, not tonight Your loss is your love Hold tight to it and then Lay it down, lay it down Walk on to move forward again Far ahead and in our future We travel to and fro We paint a path before us In order to let go For guilt that trips us nowhere Is worth less than we could know August 2009 Please send questions, comments and answers to: theresa.halfacre@att.net  With a stone cold face she left the room Thought about home and sleeping ‘til noon Grabbed the paper and her coffee cup Walked to her car parked by the garbage truck She got in her car, drove ten miles or so Thought about home and letting things go Rubbed her head ‘cause you know a head aches When the wheels keep turning after you hit the breaks She thought about little boys and girls Living in ghetto’s and tripping on pills She could free her guilt if she was willing To be seen through eyes as the villain It’s a cold, cold day But I’m not cold enough to leave you this way It’s a cold, cold day The blackbirds are flying, the winter is here Most days I think it’s been a pretty good year But on this cold, cold day I’m not cold enough to leave you this way No I’m not cold enough today But, I might be … come May With a stone cold face she put the car in reverse Thought about home and a spiritual nurse Glanced at her paper and her coffee cup Drove back to that broken down garbage truck She got outta her car, walked ten steps or so Looked at Maria in her soil-soaked clothes Rubbed her head ’cause you know a head aches When a fire is burning to take what it takes She thought about little boys and girls Living in ghetto’s and tripping on pills She could free her guilt if she was willing To be seen through eyes as the villain It’s a cold, cold day But I’m not cold enough to leave you this way It’s a cold, cold day The blackbirds are flying, the winter is here Most days I think it’s been a pretty good year But on this cold, cold day I’m not cold enough to leave you this way No I’m not cold enough today But, I might be …. come May Just when she thought Maria wouldn’t speak Maria smiled and said, in a voice soft and weak “I’ll give you a bible if you give me a dream, One of my family and my horse, Melody.” “I’ve got applesauce in a McDonald’s cup,” “Mary told me it would bring good-luck, It’s been three days since I’ve had a nap I’m going to sleep; I won‘t be back” With a stone cold face, Maria drifted to sleep Grabbed a dream and one taste of freedom She left her bible ’cause it gave her a dream If we live long enough, maybe we'll read it Four girls walked to the garbage truck Three looked down; one spoke up “You can’t wake-up Maria She’s won’t be giving away bibles She’s won’t be tripping on pills You can’t wake-up Maria If her eyes open on the dark side of hell Only God can tell her what she’s done 2009 | Artists and Links | Todd Snider '08 -'09 | David Childers | Storyhill with Ellis | Andy Friedman | The Unnofficial Half | Pictures | In Memory of David Stewart | Theresa | Return Home | In The House Concert Series | |
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