Sketches and Demos

by Douglas Hamilton

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This is the space where I put new song ideas, quick recordings, demos for your consideration. That way if I have a new song, I can do a quick recording and get it out there. Also, I have lots of songs I've never recorded properly. My goal in the coming months is to make "good enough" recordings of as many as possible. It would be lovely to have your feedback, so if you feel inclined, please send your thoughts and comments to me via this site.

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released March 21, 2012

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Douglas Hamilton Bristol, UK

Doug Hamilton puts his finger on what's terrifyingly funny about modern life and just keeps probing. In other hands, this could be dire, but Doug has a special way of making you laugh AND making you think. Doug grew up in America, came of age in Scotland, and has been bouncing between the US and the UK ever since. He never saw an instrument he didn't want to play. ... more

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Track Name: The Love the You Once Had
Mountains of hope
Valleys of fear
Why search for love when it's always been here
Or is the grass really so green as it seems

Do it all once, try everything
Wrap it all up, tie it with string
Call it your life
But does it include someone else

When you grow old
Looking back, will your life seem quite cold?
Turn back the clock if you can
But you can't
When you'll want the love you once had

Run all your life
Run from the clouds
But won't you dry up
if there's no rain allowed
Think of the air after the storm
Fresh and warm
Fresh and warm

When you grow old
Looking back, will your life seem quite cold?
Turn back the clock if you can
But you can't
When you'll want the love you once had
Track Name: Where Did the Weekend Go?
Sunday evening's flatter than a soda that someone left the lid off overnight
Like an isolated town in Minnesota, too many miles from anywhere and slightly frightning

Where did the weekend go? Where did the weekend go?
How did it pass so fast? I just want to know
Where oh where did the weekend go?

Weekdays are like visits to the dentist...there's a certain sameness to the drill
The way you spend your days seems slightly senseless
Monotony is sapping all your will
And you wonder

Where did the weekend go? Where did the weekend go?
How did it pass so fast? I just want to know
Where oh where did the weekend go?

So why can't some scientist of scholar
Investigate what factors have gone wrong?
When minutes on the job each seem like hours
And weekend hours seem fifteen minutes long
And they fly by

Life is like a wheel and you're a hamster, and even if you squeal you get no grease
To much revolving, not enough evolving, and weekends are your only moment's peace
But it's fleeting

Where did the weekend go? Where did the weekend go?
How did it pass so fast? I just want to know
Where oh where did the weekend go?