The November Gales EP

by Jackson Reed

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Nostalgia’s a tough thing to grab on to. It’s not so much something as the idea of something; it’s catching a glimpse outta the corner of your eye but when you turn to look at it it’s gone, or never was there at all.

Jackson Reed’s songs are nostalgia, and when you hear them you're struck by reminders of elsewheres and befores, of summer’s past, and of love’s come & gone the same way. They send you somewhere but you can’t ever tell where exactly: maybe it’s the sounds of 1968 and you're in Chicago or Buffalo or Detroit; maybe it’s the sounds of up north and it’s winter or it’s Wednesday or it’s yesterday afternoon.

Maybe it’s all of them and maybe it’s none but it doesn’t matter, cuz what you're really hearing, after you go where you go and come back, is the sound of someone here and now: it is sometimes sunshine and sometimes rain, it is happy and it is sad, but it is Jackson Reed.


released October 14, 2016

Written by Jackson Reed.
Engineered, mixed & additional instruments were played by Jonas Bonnetta (of Evening Hymns) at Port William Sound in Mountain Grove, Canada.
Mastered by Gavin Gardiner (of The Wooden Sky) at Lacquer Channel Mastering, in Toronto, Canada.
Tape fold was made by Kyle Field (of Little Wings) in California, USA.
DPR 026



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Track Name: Generation Vietnam
There’s flowers growing on the graves
Of all the soldiers who got saved
By a guy they thought was God
Man oh man where’s the applause

Global warming am I right
So much power so little sight
Keep on coming baby girl
Don’t you know you are the world

Generation Vietnam
I don’t even own a gun
Won’t you get a haircut, son?

Young adults all getting laid
Drinking vodka lemonade
Life’s a party, life’s a laugh
Time machines will take me back

Back to when we were the peace
Sun the earth the evergreens
1960’s what a time
To be so young and have to die

Generation Vietnam
I don’t even own a gun
Won’t you get a haircut, son?