Driven By Love, Driven By Hate

by Kevin Hewick

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £8 GBP  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Comes in a wallet and twelve page booklet, with graphic design by Jim Tetlow and photography by Asuka Sawada.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Driven By Love, Driven By Hate via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      £10 GBP or more 

     

1.
Yes I’d love to leave it all today A place called ‘Elsewhere’ would be fine So let me go on my way to the quiet side of my mind Where I can watch things slowly grow I’ll just take a robe, a razor and a bowl You keep asking me the big, big question but you don’t like my answer And all those tasks you keep setting me You’re too hard a taskmaster Every watch and clock says time to go I’ll just need a robe, a razor and a bowl A sharper needle and a tighter belt Wearing a girdle of stars A keener eye A better self Finding truth inside my heart A simpler way of being, feel the flow I’ll just need a robe, a razor and a bowl A humbler man No stain to my name A humbler man My ego washed by rain A humbler man No scars on my soul Eat drink and shave from the same bowl I can watch things slowly grow I’ll just take a robe, a razor and a bowl
2.
Country Mile 03:49
You should have learned how to walk that mile by now You should have learned how And you should have learned that you can never quite arrive The horizon is trapped inside your eye It’s like ‘The Straight Story’ around every bend You will meet many a stranger but you will leave them as friends You’re on a path that rueful Gods carved out for you with every heavy step you sigh See the ghost rider fly past the walking man as he hits his holy stride It’s like ‘The Straight Story’... Follow the gypsy sun, moon, stars in the sky Keep on walking that country mile Was that the prairie wind or an angels sigh? Keep on walking that country mile... It’s like ‘The Straight Story’...
3.
Did you ever hear anyone say I’ve got too much joy in my life and I don’t know how I’ll cope now all my hopes are realised Did you ever hear anyone say I’ve got far too many friends and why does my angel have to kiss me once again? Too many days in the sunshine Too many nights with my lover entwined And the child in my arms seems too wonderful to be mine Life is too kind Life is too kind Did you ever hear anyone say I’ve had enough of having it all of being proud of who I am and standing tall Did you ever hear anyone say I’m too much at peace with who I am and why does my angel keep on reaching for my hand? Too many days in the sunshine Too many nights with my lover entwined And the child in my arms seems too beautiful to be mine Life is too kind Life is too kind Too many days in the sunshine Too many nights with my lover entwined And the child in my arms it seems impossible that she’s mine Life is too kind Life is too kind
4.
Denying Deifying Driven by love, driven by hate A sunbeam or a shadow at your garden gate Prodigal sons Prodigal daughters in their daddy’s doorways To forgive or be forgiven or to make the old bastard pay “Come back comeback kid say you’re sorry for what you did” “Father - here’s my kiss Are you sorry for what you did?” Rebel child Angry youth There’s still a place at the table for you End these empty chair blues There’s an empty space at the table for you The honest lie The wicked truth Ask the fountainhead for proof My lion cub My dove Driven by hate, driven by love
5.
Memory Coma 04:10
This silence could mean anything It’s the soundlessness that I deserve It’s the end of understanding if no one speaks any words Nothing flows on any line and a memory coma floods my mind Take me through the icy air to a world that isn’t there There’s a need for belonging that never goes away The urge is strong but the chance is gone As gone as yesterday I tried to spend a moment with the hedgerows and the clouds You used to walk with me right here but you’re so far from me right now There’s a need... I tried to share a smile with a ghost face in the crowd You look back at me expressionless You’re so far from me right now There’s a need... There’s a need for belonging that never goes away My urge is strong but my chance is gone As gone as yesterday
6.
My phoney phone in hell on the radio DJ’s and politicians telling lies Is it fake news or real news? Well how do you know when there’s a 24 hour supply? Watch and learn nothing resembling the truth Watch and turn into the worst ever version of you Hear Murdoch’s commandments from the mountaintop written on tablets of shit As long as you listen to him he won’t ever stop but he thinks you’re all totally thick Watch and learn... Piss on The Daily Mail Wipe your arse on The Sun Puke on The Daily Express BBC thoughtcrimes have brainwashed everyone Unplug ‘The Old Blue Whistle Test’ Watch and learn...
7.
Damn this ultraviolet light I can’t find a vein You can call me human trash but I love my junkie name I’m not who I used to be I don’t want to be ‘me’ again So I’ll keep on getting high until my big OD Then my friends the rats can come and feast on me Little furry fiends I commend my turned blue flesh unto thee... I am the child of sin I am the child of gin The tattoos of my poverty are scrawled across my skin I’ve been a benefit cheat for centuries Me and my chavish kin When my 11 year old liver gives in to the bargain booze Then my friends the rats can gnaw me through and through Little furry fiends I commend my pickled flesh unto you... Let’s go to the bank to get some food Let the bankers feed us We need drink drugs and money too Mr Banker Wanker give it up Or with my bow and arrow I will stalk the royal deer The regal stag rears up his head He senses I am near I know that I could hang for this but my hunger overwhelms my fear My crime is being poor to that I will confess but my friends the rats say a poor man tastes the best Little furry fiends They keep human skulls as trophies in their nests Let’s go to the bank to get some food...
8.
This nowhere is our somewhere It was fought for by our forebears but it’s owned by those who never share This inheritance is all theirs Your vote is a token of a democracy that’s broken They say the people have spoken but you know they’re only joking Your lords and masters will let you starve Whatever you earn they will take back half And half of your half and half of that half too So there won’t be much left of what is yours left for you So many things are decided at birth like how much you’re worth and how much you’re cursed And how much you’ll keep of the little in your purse And how much you’ll hunger and how much you’ll thirst Your lords and masters will let you starve...
9.
I met my enemy and he was just like me Fighting to plan for love and land and an illusion of being free Obeying invisible orders Obedient to ingrained myths Each held a burning sword I held mine against his I fought my enemy and he was just like me Fighting to plan for love and land and an illusion of liberty Hating that he stood before me Hating that he breathed and lived Each held a burning sword I struck mine against his Divided nation Isolated hearts Can I hitch a ride on your broken wheeled cart? Help me sister as I scream and moan because I pillaged my own village and torched my own home Divided nation Isolated hearts Can I hitch a ride on your broken wheeled cart? In fields of death my seed is sown because I pillaged my own village and I torched my own home I killed my enemy ‘cos he was just like me Fighting to plan for love and land and an imaginary victory We were the angels of atrocities no sin-eater could forgive Each held a burning sword but the flesh that was pierced was his Divided nation Isolated hearts...
10.
Season 3 07:13
Little flame parachutes Past number Touching down... Conkers fit for conquerers They lay on frosted ground Never will they fight or grow and soon they will rot down These trees have seen me rich These trees have seen me poor I could have been a forest king I was promised so much more These trees have seen me loved These trees have seen me lovelorn You could have been my forest queen I promised you so much more... These bursting days of green are days that flash and go And then the emerald blood turns red and weeps Ebbing slow These trees... My words are dying leaves each one that falls one more to grieve The poet’s bower turns to golden rust in Season Three These trees... These trees have seen me rich These trees have seen me poor I could have been a forest queen I was promised so much more These trees have seen me loved These trees have seen me lovelorn I could have been your forest queen You promised me so much more...
11.
I told you about the poets dream and the poets nightmare too But all that bad mad sad stuff none of it was caused by you I made my own mess out of chances made of gold When I saw disasters looming I just let them all unfold Some of us achieve redemption Others can’t be redeemed So it may be a waste of your kindness for you to be kind to me And yet without that kindness I haven’t got any hope For me and my sunken spirit For me and my shattered soul Maybe I could give you something back Maybe I could give you joy or maybe I’ll just take take take Your selfish little boy
12.
On the Arizona Highways The Arizona Highways On the Arizona Highways Tonight! On the Arizona Highways The Arizona Highways Lookin’ for Lana Del Rey On the Arizona Highways The Arizona Highways Hang all your troubles on the old white line but don’tcha go runnin’ over no porcupine Don’t you treat it like a race against time just ride and glide and ride and glide... Stop in some little town and find a bar where they’ll treat me like a rock’n’roll star See if I can get me a midnight jar Barman! Hit me with a double! Carmen! I don’t want no trouble! Starman Take me up in your bubble up to your cosmic skyways Above the Arizona Highways The Arizona Highways On the Arizona Highways Tonight!
13.
Uneasy Rider 05:22
Brother we’re heading home on our thrones of shining chrome We’re on our wheels We done our deals We’re heading home Tasted every inch of road Breathed the air of the unknown We’re on our wheels We’ve done our deals We’re heading home On our wheels We’ve done our deals We’re heading home The cities seemed like giant tombs so we went where the desert flower blooms We’re on our wheels We’ve done our deals We’re heading home The women laugh The liqueur burns The wolf he sings You will always yearn We’re on our wheels We’ve done our deals We’re heading home On our wheels We’ve done our deals We’re heading home Brother we’re heading home...
14.
Welcome to The Monsell My beautiful estate Where I found and lost myself and found myself again When it gets past midnight I’ve no need to be afraid The cross and phone mast of St Hugh will guide me on my way Crows on the green magpies on the spinney and an owl made of stone My family lived here My family died here It’s where we made our concrete home 50s futuristic workers colony spawned a generation of 60s kids like me Jackson Pollock pebbledash provided by the state and the council chose the colours of our doors and of our gates Crows on the green... From psychedelic schoolboy To teenage waste of time I stayed too long at mum and dad’s and lost my punk rock mind After Wolf Cubs at The Glen to get some sweets and pop Years later drinking at The Pimp not knowing when to stop Crows on the green... Climb a tree on Red House Road or get up on our shed and see a panoramic view of where my head got fed The ghost dogs they still run here in their phantom pack and part of me runs with them so that’s why I’ve come back Crows on the green...
15.
Radcot Lawns 04:32
I saw you running across Radcot Lawns It was like you’d been running since you’d been born Heavy rain rained on Radcot Lawns You were caught in an emotional storm In a long black coat on Radcot Lawns A dark dark angel in human form Your hair was green on Radcot Lawns Wearing your seaweed crown of thorns I was sat in my dad’s car You ran in front of us my emerald star Grass-headed girl There then gone Grass-headed girl 1971
16.
Smokey and me Midnight Carvers Corner as the moonlight pharmacist checks his stock Shirley sits on the bench smoking roll ups We’re the restless souls that ignore the clock Teenage parties on groovy Glenville Diamond Dog Summer of ‘74 Now I pass by Nick’s house in another century and I’m not a teenager anymore I might get a glimpse of Joy Mills if I’m lucky near the memory garden of Beverley Pidd And I think of Ros Browse making me an iced coffee 40 years before Starbucks did 3am fry ups at Jackie Cryar’s Getting drunk with Jamie, Gwyn and Dick Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ round and round on repeat play between power cuts with Paul and Mick Dorothy Avenue Woodpecker Cider One bottle could get us all high The sci-fi section of Glenhills library opened up new worlds in my young mind Now It’s me and Smokey while everyone’s sleeping We go by the Luetchfords and the Whites Now it’s me and Smokey while everyone’s sleeping Walking through the Glen Parva night...
17.
Tinks 04:20
I’ll walk alongside you today for a part of your way Stroll by the spinney with me I wonder what we’ll see? Maybe we could venture in there and feel the dancing air See as it touches the trees and loosens the leaves My little world is here and I will suddenly appear to be your momentary friend once again... Walk the dog Walk the cat Walk the human Run across the grass Together as dog cat and man Together as friends at last My little world is here... I might let you give me some fuss and you might gain my trust I might wait for you another time I’ll be easy to find My little world is here...

credits

released October 19, 2017

All Words and Music by Kevin Hewick © 2017

Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Adam Ellis at Deadline
Studios, Leicester 15 December 2016 - 15 September 2017

Kevin Hewick - Acoustic Guitars, Electric Guitars, Lap Steel Guitar, Bass Guitar, Vocals
Adam Ellis - Hammond Organ (A Robe, A Razor And A Bowl), Banjo (The Country Mile), Mellotron (Memory Coma), Harmonium (Watch And Learn), Bass Guitar (Tinks), Cajón (My Friends The Rats), Tambourine (Uneasy Rider), Shaker (The Country Mile; Uneasy Rider), Drum Programming (Imaginary Victory; Uneasy Rider; Tinks), Spoken Word & Backing Vocals (Arizona Highways)
Mark Haynes - Drums (A Robe, A Razor And A Bowl; The Country Mile; Life Is Too Kind,
Season Three; Arizona Highways; Jackson Pollock Pebbledash), Djembe (My Friends The Rats)
Autumn Dawn Leader - Piano (Season Three; Tinks), Vocals (Life Is Too Kind; Season Three; Tinks)
Jonathan Read - Piano & Trumpet (Memory Coma), Flugel Horn (Radcot Lawns)
PJ Baker - Harmonica (Watch And Learn; Imaginary Victory)
David Conrad Dhonau - Cello (Season Three; Shattered Soul)
Chris Conway - Bombarde (Driven By Love, Driven By Hate)
Arian Sadr - Daf, Cajón (My Friends The Rats)
Simon Ball - Spoken Word (Arizona Highways)
Kate Ellis - BBC Announcer (Watch And Learn)
Kevin Ellis - ‘Poet’s Bower’ Spoken Word (Season Three)
Naomi Armitage - Place Names Announcer
(Jackson Pollock Pebbledash)

CD cover and booklet design by Jim Tetlow
Flower photographs by Asuka Sawada @ Asukagraph

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Kevin Hewick Leicester, UK

Kevin Hewick (born 4 February 1957, Leicester) is an English singer-songwriter who was an early member of the Factory Records roster. Today he is known for his recordings on Pink Box Records, an independent label based in Leicester, and his recent work with Venetian collective Unfolk. ... more

contact / help

Contact Kevin Hewick

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Kevin Hewick, you may also like: