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Amber Hargett has been singing all her life. Growing up, the local church gave her the opportunity to experience the power of music through worship. Later, she became a worship leader in multiple congregations before exploring her own gift for songwriting.
In 2017, Amber wrote a special song for a dear friend as a wedding gift entitled, “Carolina Blue”. The song was well received and many of the wedding reception guests were part of the local Dayton music scene. Before long, Amber was introduced to Patrick Himes and Reel Love Recording Company, and in 2018, began producing her first full-length solo album, “Paper Trail”.
Blending roots, folk, rock, pop and soul sounds into her unique storytelling style, Amber’s writing attempts to balance honesty with empathy and reflect truths about faith, life, and relationships. Her greatest hope is that the songs she writes will encourage those who hear it and inspire them to love others more deeply.
This is most notably demonstrated in the single, “Somebody Loves You”, released in 2018. The song is written as a love letter to the audience and stands as a reminder that every person is valued and loved. A portion of the proceeds of the sale of this single goes directly to the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention.
“Paper Trail” will be released to the public following an album debut celebration at the Yellow Cab Tavern in Dayton, Ohio on March 30, 2019.
“PAPER TRAIL” by Amber Hargett – Album Credits
WRITING & ARRANGEMENT
Original songs and lyrics written by Amber Hargett
BMI Songwriter – Amber Hargett, 550617136
BMI Publisher – Amber Hargett Music Publishing, 2009534
Musical arrangements by Amber Hargett and Patrick Himes
Produced, engineered and mixed by Patrick Himes,
Reel Love Recording Company, Dayton, OH
Mastered by Alex McCollough, True East Mastering, Nashville, TN
Acoustic Guitar- Amber Hargett, Patrick Himes
Bass- Patrick Himes
Bongos/Congas- Erich Reith
Drums- Patrick Himes, Brian Hoeflich
Electric Guitar- Patrick Himes
Harmonica- Amber Hargett
Horns- Gary D. King, Phil Hutchison, Blair Breitreiter Passino Kazoo- Amber Hargett, Patrick Himes
Keys, Hammond Organ, Toy Piano, Synth- Patrick Himes Rhodes Electric Piano- Trey Stone
Strings- Blair Breitreiter Passino
Synth- Patrick Himes
Upright Bass- Brian Hoeflich
Vocals- Amber Hargett
Miscellaneous found sounds created by
Patrick Himes and Amber Hargett
Everything I own can fit in my vehicle. I’ve never been this free. I’m free to wreck or reward my life, it’s a reset in life. Farm life is constant but generally stress free. It’s complex, but simple. When you finish, you’re done. No business calls or emails from contractors, no office or shop stress, most things just flow. Office stress is generally a more fast paced and competitive constant rush. Farm stress is more of a slow churn of constant work. People count on you either way. But where office stress can cause you costing a company money, or breaking deadlines and having those uncomfortable conversations with clients while you are already so overloaded with projects because the schedule is designed to generate more than it can handle. Farm stress is more natural, and has none of those things. The humility of the work is its own reset, and the changing seasons promise a new evolving experience every year, and with a different applied skill and work set.The farm has a complex brain system which causes it’s function, but it’s easy to forget that in the monotony of chores and tasks. Without the farmer, the farm hands might as well be chickens.
The timing and ability to adapt with the crops while cycling through multiple fields and greenhouses, as well as staying ahead of the coming season is essential. And down time means upgrade and building projects. With so many activities constantly being worked on, you can become a collector of sorts. I’m sure it starts with tools, but throughout the property on Juniper Hill Farm, you can find almost anything you need, or at least Macgyver could. Ironically a farmer has more possessions than any 5 people. A farmer is not immune from ego either, although the weeds and roots of the ego in those moments often gets buried with the seeds you are planting that day. Or the ego finds joy in the day and gets lost while picking fruits and vegetables. But you can still be eating lunch during the work week on a farm, and see three people at the table with their mobile phones. Wifi in the kitchen is alive and well. Even I enjoy some Netflix Bob’s Burgers on my phone before I go to bed on random nights.
No lifestyle is immune. Granted, a farmers life plants you directly inside a very meaningful growth, but having a skill or ability to get a well paying job anywhere you like is incredibly important for growth as well. With that, never allow any place to be an anchor to you. Destroy the root system and move forward. Don’t be afraid to plant yourself in another field, all cities in their respective sizes are basically similar, with regards to climate and locations. So decide the type of “fruit” you wish to produce, and squeeze all the juice you can out of life. In most cases I’ve found that “fruit” to be love. It still appears all anyone, even a farmer wants is someone to love. Someone to make any job you do all day worth it. Is the greatest reason for living love? Is not what we do, and who we do it with, which gives us our balance and character? Because at the end of the day, in those scarce moments after work, the person next to you will be the catalyst for the person you will become. I’ve spoken with many couples before and during my travels. Ive heard them both tell me how envious they were of me for going on these adventures. My answer is always and will always be the same.. I’d trade it all for what they presumably have, I did trade it all. For the pursuit of love. Whatever that may be.
Is there no possession worth having more..?
After work at Juniper, I usually sit on a bale of hay against my cabin. Geese are constant this time of year. The rivers and lakes provide plenty of resources for them. I hear wildlife everywhere. I can’t avoid it. Absolutely would not want too. The sun is the only thing higher than the mountains, but after the day is over, the mountains take back control of the sky. The sunset here is captivating. At the moment it drops below the first mountain peak, the lower summits illuminate. No matter the weather, the Adirondacks show you something beautiful and humbling every sunset.
Simply put, Trail and Error is a blog about learning permaculture, the great American outdoor road trip, and my ongoing trials through this adventure. Before I can begin I need to say this; Without my family’s support this trip would have not taken place. Thank you to everyone that helped me through this transition.
-My cousin Naser, his girlfriend Danielle, and my dear friend Laura. without the three of them, and our board game battles of SORRY during the planning stages of this adventure, it may have never taken off! And for being closest to me during a very difficult time.
-My uncle John and aunt Terri, treating me like their own son and standing right behind me during my travels.
-My uncle Chris and aunt Becky, waiting to greet me with open arms after my travels when or if I come back home to Austin Texas.
-My bosses over at Mound Technologies, for understanding, supporting, and keeping the door open for me as a career to work remotely with, or come home to.
-The Gem City Podcast, together we built something great, Met so many awesome people, and learned a lot about our city while helping spread it’s light. Thank you for continuing to promote local community! And being some of my closest friends.
-The family and friends looking after my lil dog Sammy girl! Man, I’m gonna miss her!
-Every smiling face, helping hand, and voice that contributed to me doing this.
-Everyone that told me about how proud my mother would be of me…
-And thank you to my grandmother. Who I will love and miss the most while I’m away.
I’m not sure where I will find myselfwhile trying to loose myself. But I’ve felt that place crying my name for longer than I can remember. And it’s time I finally answer that call.