by Jake Houlsby

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released April 15, 2016

Recorded & produced by Mick Ross at Mono
Mastered by Streaky

Recorded & produced by Jake Houlsby
Mastered by Pete Maher

All songs written & performed by Jake Houlsby
Artwork & design by Jake Houlsby



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Jake Houlsby Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK

Having racked up over a million plays on Spotify since releasing his debut EP ‘Yannina’ in 2015, Jake Houlsby is a Newcastle singer-songwriter described by BBC 6 Music’s Lauren Laverne as “sublime.”


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Track Name: Carousel
All through the winter we’ve held the past like a bible to keep us in place
But I’m not religious and we like adventure so forget all those laws we embraced

It is time to step off the carousel

It’s easy to live by the clock on the wall cause you do what you’ve done before
But soon you end up in a cycle of learning the things that you already know

It is time to step off the carousel

And it’s not that I want to deny the patterns that helped us to stay in bloom
It’s just that it feels like we’re falling asleep when we should be uncovering the moon

It is time to step off the carousel
Track Name: Sabinal
I left Sabinal years ago when I was just a child
Was haunted until all my youth was burned
Still, I got away but only yesterday
I realised that somehow I’d returned

A boat is in the distance but too far away to catch
I only love the sea when I’m ashore
How much of that is me? How much just memories
Of something someone told me long ago?

Do I leave as a criminal or do I stay as a coward?

Winter always plays with me it ties me to the ground
Then cuts me loose and throws me to the sky
I suddenly unwind, reveal another side
And say everything I was was just a lie

Do I leave as a criminal or do I stay as a coward?

And the longer that I stay the harder it will be to leave
It looks as if there is no odyssey
But maybe this is it, then surely I must quit
The lotus plant that holds me, tenderly
The lotus plant that keeps me, quietly