Regular readers of this website know two things – firstly, my posting schedule is enough to drive anyone over the edge (sorry…), and secondly, I love me my Americana – a guy or gal, a guitar or two, some drums, and some plaintive singing about love, loss, and the loss of love.

Whether it’s Frank Turner (who’s not American, and who’s song is not about love), Peter Bradley Adams (American, songs about love and loss) or Griffin House (see Peter Bradley Adams), damn, I do love me some plaintive singing…

So, a couple of weeks back, I went to see the Revival Tour, with Chuck Ragan from Hot Water Music, Dan Andriano from Alkaline Trio, Brian Fallon from the Gaslight Anthem, and one Dave Hause, from a band I’d never heard of (the Loved Ones).

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And while Dave started as the opening act, his was one of the strongest vocal performances of the night, with him coming back out to play a number of times. And alongside the strong vocal performance was some of the most gorgeous songs of the night. Straight after the gig I bought his album from earlier this year, “Resolutions”. And wow. Just, wow. All I can do is urge you to go and buy it IMMEDIATELY.

There’s nothing massively different versus a number of other similar artists, except there just isn’t a bad song, a piece of filler, among the 10 tracks – and alongside this, Dave knows just when to rock out, and just when put in some absolutely killer vocal twists, turns and lyrics…

From the album, I give you three tracks (although, to be honest, it was difficult to choose three – any of them could have made it…)

Firstly, “C’mon Kid” – a song Dave wrote for a drug-addicted friend as they tried to recover. A simple tune, upbeat and hopeful, but never saccharin-sweet, with the perfect chorus – sing-along, head-nodding, and just plain touching.

Secondly, “Prague (Revive Me)” – a song that, on first lesson, I thought was a polka. And it kind of is – up until Dave’s wonderful lyrical turn and another sing-along chorus kicking in at 0:52… A song about taking time out from this world to realise exactly how good we do have it sometimes…

And finally, “Pray For Tucson” – a little less rock-y than “C’mon Kid”, a lot less polka-y than “Prague…”; a song with an underlying sadness, but tempered with a little hope; a song of how it’s so easy to rely on things that just aren’t good for us – drink, drugs, thoughts and addictions – and believe they’re what we need to get through…but to still know that there’s better out there for us; that we can, if we try, break away from the things that might end up destroying us – and find something that can be our salvation instead.

Dave Hause: he gives great chorus.

It seems like you’re doing better these days
Even though things are falling apart
I know it’s brutal working minimum wage
It’s like you’re finished before you start
Things got ugly for a while back there
I know I thought that you wouldn’t pull through
Late at night when the phone would ring
There’s no telling what you would do

Sometimes we’d yell and act mad as hell
Sometimes we’d act like we didn’t care
Some of our love was just suffocating
It left you turning blue and gasping for air

C’mon kid, c’mon, it’s one foot and then the other
Everybody needs a hand sometimes, everybody needs a brother
Well c’mon kid, c’mon, I’m reaching out to you
Get out of bed kid, face the world, and show us what you can do

I’m sorry I was always casting stones
Like my glass house couldn’t be smashed
I spent as many nights as wild as a lion
I was lucky that I never crashed
Look, I’ve never really been no angel,
I see a lot of myself in you
This little town can feel a lot like prison and angry young men
Angry young men always have something to prove
Always have something to prove

C’mon kid, c’mon, it’s one foot and then the other
Everybody needs a hand sometimes, everybody needs a brother
Well c’mon kid, c’mon, I’m reaching out to you
Get out of bed kid, face the world, and show us what you can do

I know you ended up with bills to pay
I know she promised you that she would stay
I know they told you he died for your sins and he’s the only way

I know it caught you by surprise
I got a call that you almost died
Second chances are a crime to waste,
So don’t let time decide
Don’t let time decide

C’mon kid, c’mon, it’s one foot and then the other
Everybody needs a hand sometimes, everybody needs a brother
C’mon kid, c’mon, I’m reaching out to you
Get out of bed kid, face the world… show us what you can do

C’mon kid, c’mon,
C’mon kid, c’mon,
C’mon kid, c’mon,
C’mon kid, c’mon
And show us what you can do
And show us what you can do

C’mon kid, c’mon

Oh, bring me some more water, after that another glass of wine
No pretext for investments, borrowed eyes, borrowed world, borrowed time
I’m feeling jumpy like a salesman, waking up to trusty coffee I.V.
We’re crammed in like so much cattle, so little time, so very much to see

Oh let it revive me, carry on carrying the fire
Oh let it revive me, finding peace for a little while
For a little while

The twilight of our youthful gaze
Books and bridges burned and records smashed
I’m fat and drunk and dumb and lazy, digging deep way past the petty cash
But there’s not too many nights like these,
When you know you have it way too good
Naked bodies, twelve foot ceilings, laughing way more than I knew we could

Oh let it revive me, carry on carrying the fire
Oh let it revive me, finding peace for a little while
Oh let it revive me, carry on carrying the fire
Oh let it revive me, finding peace for a little while
For a little while
I got peace for a little while

On a sunset I-10 mile lies a body beneath a sheet
The orange sky don’t seem to mind but I’m on the edge of my seat
There’s ten thousand auto lights dead stopped in dirty Tucson heat
We crane our necks to get a glimpse, and ride on by while I nurse defeat
Nurse defeat

It’s that same old sinking feeling, that blows on in from time to time
The only consolation comes tying despair to a rhyme
And knowing some are at home working, raising kids and saying prayers
Unaware of modern science, they may be wrong but I don’t care

They pray for Tucson, they pray for me
They pray these roads lead home and won’t take us too far
Take us too far

Well we get these years to play with and I’ve been game to roll the dice
But lately staring in the mirror has been showing me the price
Of all the reckless toxic gambling; having my fate hang from a string
The lonesome nights with pills and powders, the fuel I pretend helps me sing

So pray for Tucson, pray for me
Pray these roads lead home and won’t take us too far
Pray for Tucson, pray for me
I hope your faith is what will carry me
If there’s something past those stars

Cause the spell breaks every time I see those funeral cars
Or when they throw the floodlights on and I’m left stranded at the bar
I spend so many nights tempting fate with this guitar but I’m coming home

So pray for Tucson, pray for me
Pray these roads lead home and won’t take us too far
Pray for Tucson, pray for me
Pray these roads lead home and won’t take us too far
Pray for Tucson, pray for me
Pray for Tucson
I hope your faith is what will carry me
If there’s something past those stars
Pray for me

Dave Hause – C’mon Kid

Dave Hause – Prague (Revive Me)

Dave Hause – Pray For Tucson

www: Dave’s official website, Facebook Page, and MySpace.