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Joshua (J.Smo) Smotherman Spark is packed with track after track of deeply emotive, highly passionate, acoustic-driven, pristinely produced, lush folk-pop soundscapes which thoroughly stimulate the senses and will you engaged for the entirety of the album. Spark delivers a cohesive wall of sound that hits with an emotional force so strong you have no choice but to stop and absorb the frequencies as they grab you. It’s safe to say Todd knows how to deliver sonic goods that please audiences all over the world. Favorite track: Spark.
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1.
Prologue 00:18
Every garden once a wasteland Every ending was the start of something new Every solution that had run away Would wander home When she'd given up her ways
2.
Spark 03:54
Spark by Todd Warner Moore copyright 2018 Found herself in the foothills Twilight with no fire Until she found her way back down Found herself in a high-rise In a job that she despised Until she found her way back down Every garden once a wasteland Every ending was the start Of something new Every solution that had run away Would wander home when she’d given up her ways It was the spark that set a motion in her brain Under a long dark spell Then suddenly awake Found herself on a tightwire In the tempest of her views Until she found way back down Every different obstacle Was never there to begin with When she found her way back down Every garden once a wasteland Every ending was the start Of something new Every solution that had run away Would wander home when she’d given up her ways It was the spark that set a motion in her brain Under a long dark spell Then suddenly awake
3.
Gift 02:33
Moon in a dream A pond through the trees A mirror reflecting Your eyes under ripples A soft luminous blue It could be a sign Or all in your mind Or could be the tide Of your lifeline stretched In the hushed Stillness of night What if these wishes Intentions you send Still remain In some other plane? What if they’re waiting To greet you like rain At that moment You open again? You can never know Which way it will flow You can't ever see Past the tree-line Connecting the sky With water below You can't always be Alert every time To troubles that reach you When starting to climb Just to fall At the drop of a dime What if you suddenly stumbled from bed To a seismic shift in your head? What if it dawned on you Right at that time To start living Each day as a gift? What if these wishes Intentions we send Still remain In some other plane? What if they’re waiting To greet us like rain At that moment We open again? Moon in a dream A pond through the trees A mirror reflecting Your eyes under ripples A soft luminous blue
4.
Noodles 03:16
Oregano and some garlic cloves And a spoonful of pressed olive oil Peppers onions basil leaves Sizzlin' in the oil with a big bay leaf My baby's got the blues Brought down by someone so rude And I don't need to say who But things change with food I've got the noodles Cooking' in the water And the flowers on the table That I bought her And she'll know that sauce Before she walks right through the door Ripe tomatoes from the vine Stewin' in the sauce with the red red wine Now you simmer that sauce so it's nice and hot 'Til the steam curls off of the iron pot My baby's got the blues Brought down by someone so rude And I don't need to say who But things change with food I've got the noodles Cooking' in the water And the flowers on the table That I bought her And she'll know that sauce Before she walks right through the door Time to grate the parmesan Maybe I'll even put a tablecloth on Plates nice glasses forks and knives And all of this awaits my wife My baby's got the blues Brought down by someone so rude And I don't need to say who But things change with food I've got the noodles Cooking' in the water And the flowers on the table That I bought her And she'll know that sauce Before she walks right through the door
5.
Do you really know the ones you love? Could you really ever know enough? Enough to compensate for what they lack? Enough to carry them on your back? Do you really know the ones you love? Through the waters running smooth and rough? Do you feel a distant suffering, When you find the other murmuring? Or writing from A different page, A different cage, The morning kiss, The other missed, The shopping list, The dirty dish, Forgotten fish, A phone call missed, A floating wish. ‘Cause it’s a chameleon... Love that you think you know. Can’t find it in old photos. Can’t know which way it will grow. And do you really know yourself that well? Enough to contemplate another’s hell? To see beyond a cloud of petty needs? To intervene before the other bleeds? And do you really know the ones you love? Could you tell me what they’re thinking of? Could you really ever know enough? Do you really know the ones you love? Or writing from A different page, A different cage, The morning kiss, The other missed, The shopping list, The dirty dish, Forgotten fish, A phone call missed, A floating wish. ‘Cause it’s a chameleon... Love that you think you know. Can’t find it in old photos. Can’t know which way it will grow.
6.
Drift Awake 03:55
They quarrel in tuktuks Through Sri Lankan streets They see sticky mud on Buddhist gowns And move through these towns There are stomach bugs woven rugs While wipers fight torrential rain No hint of refrain Now her skirt is ripped She can’t believe they still take these trips Much harder now Than when they were young She thinks So once more We’re back again That unfamiliar feeling So familiar To drift awake In a land Where all You bring Slips away from steady hands Takes him back to Istanbul So long ago when they were new on honeymoon They sailed down the coast Jumped from dizzy cliffs Ate the fruit From painted window hotel rooms Carved into caves They were beautiful Unaware Of any kind of danger That could stand in their way He says We should change With each moment That bubbles up And disappears And bubbles up And disappears To drift awake In a land Where all You bring Slips away from steady hands To drift awake In a land Where all You bring Slips away From steady hands
7.
Mess 03:34
We carve expectations On a cliff by the sea And people take shape Inside our scheme of things We make our structures Clockwork displays No corruption Corrosion Obstruction To get in our way To cling to our beliefs Is to cast them to the wind A net that falls on everything we see And when someone fails To live up to our ideals We ban them and bury them Deep in the sand in our heads heads heads Now I'm trying to make The best of this mess But it's it's On again off again on again With these tests What if they're just constructs? If it comes from within Our thoughts may seem like rocks But a river runs everything thin If we were to let go Of these notions we hold hold hold Could we see other souls Beyond the bars of our thoughts? To cling to our beliefs Is to cast them to the wind A net that falls on every face we see And when someone fails To live up to our ideals We ban them and bury them Deep in the sand in our heads heads heads Now I'm trying to make The best of this mess But it's it's On again off again on again With these tests I'm trying to make The best of this mess But it's it's On again off again on again With these tests credits
8.
Gem 03:22
Todd Warner Moore: Vocal, Guitar William Stewart: Violin Daniel González: Cello Issar Shulman: Double Bass Mixed & Mastered by Oliver Wagner at SoundTheoryLab, Taiwan.
9.
In the Water 02:09
I can’t believe How much I love you And I can’t believe What I put you through But in the core of any typhoon We start to feel so good Like we know we should That we can feel so good Like we've always known we would It’s in the water It’s in the ground Beneath our feet Past the clouds Around our hearts Are the seeds Of who we are It’s in the water It’s in the air It's in the woods How we free Our lightning minds When we feel so good Just like we know we should That we feel so good Like we've always known we would I see the people on their feet Their faces staring at the street Only so much sorrow you'll take Until it comes down to make or break Until it comes down to make or break It’s in the water It’s in the ground Beneath our feet Past the clouds Around our hearts Are the seeds of Who we are It’s in the water It's in the air It's in the woods How we free Our lightning minds When we feel so good Like we know we should That we feel so good Like we've always known we would
10.
Troubled sounds you make When you're fast asleep Winter lake on the other side When you're waking up I will feel your cup With these words All the frets and fears Lose weight of wind In the morning time Just and instant's glimpse Through the light In the kitchen window Radiator glow All through the room And I just know Something's round the corner And I just know This is where I want to be Everything we want Everything we need Is right inside this room It's the winter car Just about to start It's the whistling Of the tea When the squirrels slip From the frozen trees In groups of three All the frets and fears Lose weight of wind In the morning time Just and instant's glimpse Through the light In the kitchen window Radiator glow All through the room And I just know Something's round the corner And I just know This is where I want to be Everything we want Everything we need Is right inside this room
11.
Fiery claims they aimed at each other Would unhinge the bonds And the wonder They had weathered wars in the past But those words this time everlasting Little things they said Poison in their heads Wild weeds into Their garden spread And when it all came Crashing down between them To a shattered inventory And when it all came Crashing down between them How they held To their stories And had they known It would lead to this day Would they ever ever have Let those words fly that way? Quick to sense The world beyond our heads Can’t rewrite those things Once their said Just to wait with future reactions Just to find that pause Before action Little things they said Poison in their heads Wild weeds into Their garden spread And when it all came crashing down between them To a shattered inventory And when it all came crashing down between them How they held to their stories And had they known It would lead to this day Would they ever ever have Let those words fly that way? Would they ever ever have Let those words fly that way?
12.
Too many times, Couldn't find my journey's end Then a feeling I was already there It's not déjà vu Undeniably new Just a feeling That I'm already there And the winters, Of quiet incertitude Dissolving Under this love, love, love, love So we do what we do Go to work, make a living We move through Like we're already there How did we meet? All the points Intersected Separate junctures On those Budapest streets And if we hadn't met Then who would we be? Couldn't be For we were already there And the winters Of quiet incertitude Dissolving Under this love, love, love, love So we do what we do Go to work, make a living We move through Like we're already there And to know of a peace Even when you can't see Through the curtain Or to speak in the dark When it seems such a risk To be certain That each day Couldn't be any other way We are already there We move through We move through We move through
13.
You've settled right down Down into your comfy chair favourite book Stereo hums A silken flute concerto You may float between that movement And contemplate The vastness of The wall Right above your PhD 'Cause you've got it all But you don’t know it You've got a splendid Bird's eye view Of your world And you know that it's alright Just beyond the fight or flight Nothing you lack There's no dark past Behind your back Lost and you're found In that swirling mellifluous sound That circles and spins around and around All the thoughts In knots That got you Will unravel To threads Into dust Cause you've got it all But you don’t know it You've got a splendid Bird's eye view Of your world And you know that it’s alright Just beyond the fight or flight So what do you do With this flake of truth In the heart of Sunday afternoon? If you go into town You’ll lose that tune Forever So you loosen your grip From its tightening bite Then slip into A dreamless state of sleep That will last into the morning 'Cause you've got it all But you don't know it You've got a splendid Bird's eye view Of your world And you know that it's alright Just beyond the fight or flight That everything will be alright
14.
Epilogue 00:12
So loosen your grip From its tightening bite And slip into a dreamless State of sleep That will last Into the morning
15.
A man will read a thousand books His wife reads one book all the time He says “you don’t know how to explore” She says “you don’t read between the lines” He’s thumbing through the pages But the answer’s on a post-it note He pasted in the closet of his mind So long ago We do what we do We see what we want to see Be who we want to be Flee if we gotta flee It’s all the same It’s how we choose to use the lens Or there’s the man who’s planted seeds In several countries in the world His flowers grow up without water Just a postcard here or there To search the corners of the world For salts from foreign seas When you can find them in the tears Which run down your lovers’ cheeks We do what we do We see what we want to see Be who we want to be Flee if we gotta flee It’s all the same It’s how we choose to use the lens A man will read a thousand books His wife reads one book all the time He says “you don’t know how to explore” She says “you don’t read between the lines” He’s thumbing through the pages But the answer’s on a post-it note He pasted in the closet of his mind So long ago We do what we do We see what we want to see Be who we want to be Flee if we gotta flee It’s all the same It’s how we choose to use the lens The lens

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released October 31, 2018

Album Cover Photograph: Hammurabi Rubbio Parra

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