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Jeremy / HI54LOFI I am a big fan of EVERYONE involved in this release, and I love EVERYTHING about the whole 'Among Horses' series my friends at Son Canciones are responsible for. Favorite track: The Park.
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DfectiveDtective Perhaps it's the location, perhaps it's the production method, or perhaps it's due to the caliber of the musicians involved, but this album is undeniably magical. Favorite track: Little Wind.
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megadead could listen to this all day long Favorite track: Crow Song.
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Nickolas Heynderickx (a very biased review by Haley's biggest, and often most annoying fan...her dad)
Oh my! Haley Heynderickx and Max Garcia Conover have given us a truly beautiful little album called, Among Horses III. Max's "Francis" and "Crow Song" have dark undertones and hearing Haley provide harmony gives me chills. It is not often we get to hear Haley do backups, the only other I recall is on a just re-released Whales Whailing album so this is a real treat! Favorite track: The Park.
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Slow Talkin' 04:00
Don’t be twistin’ your inhibition Don’t go drop kick your intuition You got a notebook you got a mission And your voice is getting low Are you pleasin’ or just teasin’ Are you slow walkin’ through a season But the connotations kinda leaving And nothing’s gone to show If you wanna make ‘em happy, you’re gonna have to go. If you wanna make ‘em happy, you’re gonna have to go. And how the heart drops like a car stops but you left your headlights on And the blinkers on for maybe ten stops as you make your way through town People are puzzles people are planets Sometimes you get them sometimes you can’t handle it The back sides of two negative magnets And maybe to the ground You know you have to go. Cause if you wanna make em’ happy, you’re gonna have to go. If you wanna make em’ happy, you’re gonna have to go. Was it the glory days or just a heat wave You got a promise land made of quick sand You got a slow dancin’ praying mantis Stuck inside this jar Staring at the wall And you knows he has to go If you wanna make em’ happy, you’re gonna have to go.
Francis 02:03
Driving through the darkness Hungover and carsick Broken-hearted boy Yeah that’s how it started With the dead Asking why you don’t confess Father Saint Francis Your daddy’s in a casket You hear it in the wind But you don’t want to ask yet You see it in her mouth You see it in her hands You know you got a secret that she’ll never understand And the ghosts Say what you already know Yeah you had a place in the kingdom kid Yeah the pretty people are so easy to forgive But there’s something on your skin that you can’t get clean There’s a fawn in the fence that you can’t get free So you’re asking everybody who they think they really are And you feel a little better till the sky goes dark And the ghosts Yeah but you already know
Mother 03:12
Born in the east raised by the west Torn in between cultural dressings Both may feel right, but neither feels whole Mother I’m torn between two different homes Land filled with pears, and apricot hues The lands filled with mangoes and papayas blooming Each land of woman filled with rich story Mother I’m stuck between two different mornings And how dissonant are each of these bridges And how resonant are each of these feelings though If neither feels right and neither feels wrong Mother my children will speak in different tongues Mother I’m shy I can’t speak your tongue Mother don’t cry I’ve been trying again Trying to be bold as you were before me I’m leaving the west I’m going alone
Little Wind 02:02
I might go to Spain Sleep out with the dogs Find some empty castle Put my jacket on a cross The mice are in the fields And the ghosts are in the towers Little wind I’m with you in the roadside flowers I might go to town And drink myself away Find some singing bird And try to step inside her cage I might go to waste And I might be a coward Little wind I’m with you in the roadside flowers I wish that I had stayed In that river house with you Pulled away the weeds And let the wild roses bloom But all the hanging plums Someday will go sour Little wind I’m with you in the roadside flowers Don’t you want to fly with the highland birds Don’t you want to dance in the Catalan dirt Maybe it’s my fault Or maybe it’s my power Little wind I’m with you in the roadside flowers
The Park 03:11
It took hold of me I saw a grown man crying I ricocheted the difference as a stranger kindly watching From a park bench across the street And it took hold of me I wonder what this man is borrowing. Has he unlocked the pattern from that well that he’s been drawing from As he dips the shadows unto his feet? And it took hold of me Was someone planting him a garden? Was her hair as long as the streams within a fountain Pouring light Into a home he could not keep Oh how nice to see a pattern broken When I’ve never even seen my father weep So it took hold of me Was someone planting him a daughter Was her life as strong as the river pushing water from the sides And gently out to sea And it took hold of me I offer cigarette and lighter I know it isn’t much but if it makes spirits feel higher We push the smoke out into the street Into the street
Crow Song 03:04
I saw the scatterlight streaming Down thru the century trees Bloodfern and juniper Sweeteye and shattercane weeds I saw the cloud from the cabin Slate rock and teeming with storm Carrion bird caught in the hearth And killed by collision with door Feathers all over the floor I’ll be home where I go I’ll be home wherever I go I’ll be home where I go someday Buckshot rang out in the distance Over and over again River the moon shiver I saw my sister jump in And I saw my brother in Dallas Quietly drunk every day Gentle and kind and lost in his mind And surprised when his wife went away And I saw the killers in costume I saw their satellites burn I saw them measure their money In whether they look like the people they hurt Maybe that’s just who we were I’ll be home where I go I’ll be home wherever I go I’ll be home where I go someday I wake up staggering lonely Birdsong and particle air Her letter in my jacket I carry myself down the stairs Lena she treated me easy She found me wherever i was Bloodfern and juniper Sweeteye and shattercane That never felt like enough I’ll be home where I go I’ll be home wherever I go I’ll be home where I go someday



An organic farm in the middle of nowhere in Spain. Dry wind through dry leaves. Dogs sleeping a siesta in the sun. Rain that never comes. And horses. Always horses.

This is where we dropped off the critically acclaimed singer-songwriters Haley Heynderickx (Portland, Oregon) and Max García Conover (Portland, Maine), along with a bunch of instruments. We gave them 7 days. 7 days to get to know each other. 7 days to write an EP together and record it. The result is "Among Horses III", six songs of staggering beauty.


released October 5, 2018

Slow Talkin’, Mother and The Park written by Haley Heynderickx
Francis, Little Wind and Crow Song written by Max García Conover
All songs played and sung by Haley Heynderickx and Max García Conover
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Frank Rudow at Pastallé Sound
Produced by Lieven Scheerlinck
Farmers’ choir on Slow Talkin’ and Crow Song by Ana, Gato, Frank and Lieven
Percussion and drums on Slow Talkin’ and Francis by Frank Rudow
Design by Mabel Alonso


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