Hundred Acres

February 23, 2018

At its heart, Hundred Acres - the third full-length from Wisconsin singer/songwriter S. Carey - finds him grounded and confident, writing the strongest songs of his career. More direct than ever, there is a wellspring of confidence in this new batch of songs that allow for ideas to remain uncomplicated while laying bare the intricacies of life.

Written in between touring schedules and the growth of his family, Carey produced Hundred Acres at April Base in Fall Creek, WI with support from his regular crew and contributions from the likes of Rob Moose (yMusic), Casey Foubert (Sufjan Stevens) and Sophie Payten (Gordi). He employed a smaller, more focused scale of instrumentation than on his previous albums while writing mostly on guitar instead of his go-to piano. Using more traditional song structures instead of the Steve Reich-ian repetitions of his past work, a new balance is struck that creates something unique. The result is a collection of poetic yet clear-eyed songs that both stand brightly on their own and tightly weave together to create a powerful album.

Tracks

Rose Petals
Hideout
Yellowstone
True North
Emery
Hundred Acres
More I See
Fool's Gold
Have You Stopped To Notice
Meadow Song

Supermoon EP

February 17, 2015

Recorded primarily during the perigee-syzygy (also known as the super moon) of August 2014, the Supermoon EP from S. Carey is a study in scale, space, and proximity. These songs are a new and closer look into existing works from both S. Carey's renowned full-lengths, 2010's All We Grow and 2014's Range of Light. With Supermoon, Carey has broken these songs down to their essential, acoustic parts with his forever humming vocals laid over top, lilting yet percussive piano, and a subtle swath of harmonic strings. You can hear Carey's breath between words and the pat of his fingers on the keys; you can hear the living room in which his family's baby grand piano sits. These songs are beautiful, intimate and so potently personal. This collection is a stark presentation of S. Carey laid bare, an open invitation for the listener to climb into his world.

Tracks

Fire-scene (alt. version)

The city’s fire

Trapped behind the earth

Digging in your deepest dirt


The reddest hue

Reminds you of you

Clinging love and falling true


On and On

All I want is honesty


Tree has snapped

Sparks are flying everywhere

Cables burnt and lines flare


And when the all in all

Comes falling down

It was just an accident

Something you can’t help


On and On

All I want is honesty

We Fell (alt. version)

The consonance of drone

And love sounds its own

Your arms wrapped around home

All the in-betweens

Lay so blue beside me

We fell

More than skin and bones

No we're not alone

We fell

Like stones

Between

Supermoon
In The Stream (alt. version)

I was folded by ferns

You could return, the earth

All to her

Open mouth

Look up and out

Fall my failures

To the ground

I know

I know

I know

All them

I am wind in the pines

I am a line

You can't define

When the dawn breaks

In my love-lock landscapes

I know

I know

I know

All them

Be in my vision

My gardener

I'll be an architect

On window steam

I'll be in the stream

Be in that canyon

That corridor

I'll be an architect

On window steam

I'll be in the stream

Neverending Fountain (alt. version)

I know my heart better than you may think

It swells but keeps on the bank of a May creek

And when we see it All

And the exit sign


We build our scrape past the moors on Cliff-Keep

The bottom line: out of stone I will seep

We look up: Neverending Fountain

My wings are pure and forever sounding

The sky, my hub, and harken: crowning

Where basins boom and my heart is bounding


And when we see it All

And the exit sign

Where cool creeks collide

Of the true and the tried

I will be home, hawk-eyed


Searching, patient

Searching, patient

Searching, patient

Searching, patient

Bullet Proof..I Wish I Was

Range of Light

April 1, 2014

Range of Light incorporates elements of his previous work, but also amplifies Carey’s percussive proclivities, and is altogether more developed than its predecessors, with more input on the performance and even composition side from the band of musicians and best friends he assembled originally to bring All We Grow to life in the live setting. “There were times during recording sessions when there were three percussionists, all with different styles and fortes, playing at once, adding different textures."

From the flurry of violins over a circular rhythm in ‘Crown The Pines’ and the beautiful cries of ‘Alpenglow’, to the pensive depths of songs like ‘Fire-scene’ and ‘The Dome’, Range of Light is a still life of an artist in this particular stage of his life; a stage that has been met with the highest of peaks and the lowest of depths all within the range each of us treads through.

Tracks

Glass/Film

Counting the hours, come where I lay

Slipped through a little hole in the film

Silent hills, patchwork fields, fall bitter lines

Oh my darling dear


Sleep to see what it looks like

I never meant to do no harm

In the glass, see your face,

I know this place, I called the case

I was made for this

I was tamed by this

Creaking

Oh the lightning falls on dad’s house

We were swimming when the monsoons hit

Creaking

Creaking

There are things here I could not see before

All my memories found between the boards

Creaking

Creaking

Crown the Pines

I am in love with this place

But I fear for its grace

Shoot the sky

Opens up like the sea

And the resinous high

Bloodlines and divines

Will my kids see the trees?

Will the glen fall on me?


Down here we’re careless and we’re primal

Where I learned to be a light at dusk

Down here we’re careless and we’re primal

Where I learned to be a light at dusk


Crown the pines

I worship the sound

Mother cliffs

Adorn it, the ground

Spread the sand, my father’s land


(Dedicated to Dad and Dubs)

Fire-Scene

The city’s fire

Trapped behind the earth

Digging in your deepest dirt


The reddest hue

Reminds you of you

Clinging love and falling true


On and On

All I want is honesty


Tree has snapped

Sparks are flying everywhere

Cables burnt and lines flare


And when the all in all

Comes falling down

It was just an accident

Something you can’t help


On and On

All I want is honesty

Radiant

You were radiant

And I’m ready

For to bring a flower in


The sun was up

And the frost was gone

And in that dew-drop dress a fawn

And the spots were on

But I’m calm this run

Emerging one sun-swept dawn


There’s a rise ahead

And I’m ready

For to bring a flower on the bed

Alpenglow

I’ve been waiting on the proper time

I was hoping that you’d take my line

Make it pure and make it still

You will, you will, you will

All mine


You were saying when you know you know

We were walking in the year’s first snow

Hushed white in Alpenglow

We lay, we lay, we lay

All day


I was wondering if you’d be my wife

Be the compass in my rugged life

Calm this quaking leaf until

You will, you will, you will

All mine


I was hoping you would walk with me

Down the Aisles of Light gallery

Leave a child with legacy

We lay, we lay, we lay

All day


And when she came

I grabbed her head

And dipped her in the lake

And seldom seen, a side of me

Beneath my feet the earthen shake

I can’t calm down

I’m flooding in spring

And swelling from the sound

And I am driftwood found

Fleeting Light

Golden hills

You live below

That bridge is everlasting

Bold and bright

You blazed the night

That trail is never fading

Not without the fleeting light


Range of Light

Adorned in white

In fields, first dawn is yawning

Not without that fleeting light


The future

Unfolding

The fall light

Instilling

Hot granite

Climbed Half Dome

The tan lines

In sun-chrome

And westward

Found tea pool

And beach walks

With Tiny

The steeple

The belfry

Surpassing

The old scenes

Come chanting

The chorus

And cliff side

We’ll shore up

Small winged

The big trees

Wawona

You miss me

The future

Unfolding

The fall light

Instilling

Hot granite

Climbed Half Dome

The tan lines

In sun-chrome


(Dedicated to Shannon and Gabe)

The Dome

Root the road, my feet are sure

Come, I know where we can go

Calm the move, the mystery

Terraced red, found-sound history

Stay, I will be gone be for days

Ocean blue and elbow-waves

Steep, unfold, unbending path

Trust my gut, the beauty-bath

Still, I fall too close

Be where I say, “I’m yours”

The back and forth

All unknown is where I’m going

Neverending Fountain

I know my heart better than you may think

It swells but keeps on the bank of a May creek

And when we see it All

And the exit sign


We build our scrape past the moors on Cliff-Keep

The bottom line: out of stone I will seep

We look up: Neverending Fountain

My wings are pure and forever sounding

The sky, my hub, and harken: crowning

Where basins boom and my heart is bounding


And when we see it All

And the exit sign

Where cool creeks collide

Of the true and the tried

I will be home, hawk-eyed


Searching, patient

Searching, patient

Searching, patient

Searching, patient


Hoyas EP

May 8, 2012

Hoyas by S. Carey is a hospitable statement about love, longing and the celebration of knowing it well. You will find the familiar S. Carey modern classical repetition pushed into the vernacular of electronic music and beat making. This is the warmest electronic music you'll ever meet. The beats swing, stutter and pulse while each instrument retains a heightened awareness of its form and function within the larger family of voices.

Tracks

Two Angles

I spy two lovers

Underneath a portico

They cling in November cold

They never were this bold and sterling

In the fog-lift


The swaying symmetry

Retreat to the falls

Cascading of everything

All to my toes

The beauty of two angles

And then my life untangled


I swear, I swear, I swear


In the cloud-hang

To a grass-blade

To the earth’s tomb

My love is real

Avalanche

No one came to take you there

All the streams on Oberon

Everything you called to her

In your heart I know there’re words

These are not the ones in it

Everything you say you’ll do

I was in the corner room

We cannot to begin to lose

All it was and ever said


Don’t be there against my will

Don’t be there you’re takin’ stares

Don‘t be there for no one


Baby in the corner room

All that I could say to you is nearly ordinary

A map beneath window the sill

All that you could ever kill

All it was on Ever-seas

I need something new

I need solace


Don’t be there against my will

Don’t be there you’re takin’ stares

Don’t be there for no one

All the time

Inspir

Red

    Sun

        Stay

            Inspire

        Treetops

    Outline

My day


Red

    Moon

        Please

            Stay

                Inspire

            The day

        On Treetops

    Outline

        Treetops

            Outline

Marfa

They won’t tell you

About the love and honor

They won’t find

I know stories

About reeling and falling


In that gentle grass


They say stories

About reeling and falling

I know the answers

Reeling and Falling


Use the forest

Midnight gentle grass

In that gentle grass


All We Grow

August 24, 2010

The debut album from S. Carey, All We Grow, is the result of a young lifetime immersed in music. As a band member of Bon Iver, Sean Carey witnessed a flip of his formal training to step firmly into a worldwide-touring rock band. His performance degree in classical percussion and his love for jazz drumming prepared him for a central role in the inspiring force of the Bon Iver live show.

Tracks

Move

Dream of a vacant pier

Move all your maps to here

If I could run my fingers through your hair

If you could run along the shore and air

I would...

Keep all my mornings clear

Move all your bees to here

If I could run my fingers through your hair

If you could run along the shore and air

I would...

Move

We Fell

The consonance of drone

And love sounds its own

Your arms wrapped around home

All the in-betweens

Lay so blue beside me

We fell

More than skin and bones

No we're not alone

We fell

Like stones

Between

In The Dirt

Don't leave cause I believe

We were meant to sleep

In the dirt


If you doubt that I'll be there

Don't despair

Don't you dare


Don't leave cause I believe

We were meant to sleep

In the dirt

Rothko Fields
Mothers

Their feet are cracked

As they break their back

In the sun-heat

It's all, yes, it's all

For your pennies

Their kids can't go to school

In the morning

Because narcotics grow better than books


And my only hope

Is for their mothers and their daughters

To be loved


Only New York can make it right

If they want to

The consensus is rather apathy

My soul, my soul cries for them

In the morning

Because I'm guilty just the same


But eye to eye

I haven't been

But my cries are swelling

Cause they have faces

They have faces


And my only hope

Is for their mothers and their daughters

To be loved

Action
In The Stream

I was folded by ferns

You could return, the earth

All to her

Open mouth

Look up and out

Fall my failures

To the ground

I know

I know

I know

All them

I am wind in the pines

I am a line

You can't define

When the dawn breaks

In my love-lock landscapes

I know

I know

I know

All them

Be in my vision

My gardener

I'll be an architect

On window steam

I'll be in the stream

Be in that canyon

That corridor

I'll be an architect

On window steam

I'll be in the stream

All We Grow

Full year

The iris

Red wood

All we grow

I will be honest

I tow

What I know

Broken

Stones on weathered shores

You were the one

I will always be there

You wrap your loving arms

Around my doubt

I am tired of that

This won't get broken


Home on our front porch

All broken down

I will always be there

Rest your weary head

Dismiss your doubt

I will always be there

This won't get broken