Coward's Luck EP

by Hip Hatchet

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Coward’s Luck is comprised of three songs written over the course of the past few months. Recorded at the Badlands recording studio under the direction of engineer Tim Shrout, the recordings represent how the live sound has evolved since Hip Hatchet’s relocation to Portland. The songs were recorded in single takes featuring just two acoustic guitars and live vocals. Completed in a single day, Coward's Luck is a snapshot of this unique point in time for the band.

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released December 9, 2011

Philippe Bronchtein - Guitar, Vocals
Alex Lewis - Guitar
Recorded by Tim Shrout
Mixed by Philippe Bronchtein
Photograph by David Parker
Layout by Jessie DeSue and Jake Nussbaum


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Hip Hatchet Nashville, Tennessee

With a voice that can meander from a whispering purr to a hardened howl, Hip Hatchet lusters the poetics of travel. Threading bold and unique guitar picking patterns with the strings of experience Hip Hatchet, the songwriting moniker of Philippe Bronchtein, is the beautiful resolution of a life lived in motion. ... more

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Track Name: Coward's Luck
the countertop is cold
like the tree from which it rose
Elbows lean against the wood
As kisses and tabs close

Darling oh, i guarantee
that my love is valid
and the weight that you've been carrying
is nothing short of tragic

i can fill up all my days
with the laziest distractions
the prettiest girls without no names
the vice no different than the shame

and oh i grow cold
as i spread apart my toes
and try to grip the ground
as my shoulders implode

Wake up with my glasses on
and hell to pay again
The walls and windows call me out
and say the floors a friend.

My stomach says to eat
but my hearts too weak to cook
this coward's luck i lean on
has got me feeling like a crook

I'll sit upon my hands
as i look for love
assume that one day all of this
will undoubtedly dissolve

and oh i grow cold
as i spread apart my toes
and try to grip the ground
as my shoulders implode
Track Name: Sleep Song
I know it aint much
but it's all i can afford
throw a blanket at my feet
and make a bed out of a floor

close your tired eyes
let a yawn out like a roar
sleep will come to you
like a ship upon the shore

The hard wood isn't soft
like the arms of the one you keep
The only thing thats harsher
is the morning you will greet

full of half clear memories
and words you did not mean
friends who you estranged
and strangers on whom you leaned

The glory of the morning
and breakfast with a friend
The way his mouth moves
when he starts to drink again

A cup of coffee
and a chestful of smoke
a lighthearted laugh
about a message that you wrote

If it was a little colder
you could wear a coat
and plant a seed of comfort
with water that would grow

I don't have the answers
to your questions dear
everything i learned,
i learned far away from here

and in due time when
i lay myself to die
I hope it's restful as
sleep in wintertime

sweeping dreams like
snowbanks on a lake
a whispering wind
and the rain of yesterday
Track Name: Just Like an Old Friend
Oh you can forget
better than anyone i've met
memories for you
are just things that you regret

the poetry of concrete
doesn't resonate unless
my face is scraped and legs are broke
laying in bloody mess

Put some hate into my heart
and weight upon my chest
Ill try to give you memories
that hurt you to address

Photographs of better days
when we'd sit in the long grass
and i would lay my heavy head
into the comfort of your lap

The world that I once
used to love and own
Hates me cause i haven't learned
how to let things go

Images of her
that are burned into my eyes
Belong to fading friends
As i retreat into a lie

And I'l scramble for a purpose
even though I've reached some goals
Commitments and the distance
make you feel like you're alone

And you look like the ending
to a book i haven't read
when i close my heavy eyes
and lay back in my bed

I have visions of a place where i lived
where the wind blew cold and the snow stacked high
No matter what i did

and just like an old friend
that you haven't seen in years
it's regret that you expect
but disappointment that you fear

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