Steve Hartmann

Steve Hartmann

 Jericho, Vermont, USA
SoloFolkAcoustic

Compared to Glen Hansard, Damien Rice, and Tom York, singer-songwriter Steve Hartmann comes with a distinct, unparelleled vocal range with a strong and dynamic musical sensability. Hartmann's engaging stage presence, playful banter, intimate storytelling and lyrical imagery will blow you away.

Biography

Where it takes some musicians numerous types of tricks, bells and whistles in order to create their musical message, singer/songwriter Steve Hartmann needs nothing more than his voice and a guitar. After years as the front man for Acoustic/Rock group Simon, he is now ready to venture forth as a solo artist with the release of his full-length debut album, Waking Up the Echoes.
Hartmann started at age 12, taking classical piano lessons. After picking up a hand-me-down guitar from his mother at age 15, quite contented with just playing for a few friends and having music just be an emotional hobby for him, Hartmann finally gave in to all the requests of finding a real show. Since then, its been a passion bordering on addiction. Sharing the stage with the likes of Jeffery Gaines and Dispatch, playing venues such as The House of Blues (Boston), The Elbow Room, (NYC), The Tin Angel (Philadelphia), Passim (Boston), and Higher Ground (Burlington, VT) Hartmann has played varying sized rooms and captured them all.
Drawing upon the influences of his favorite performers (U2, The Dave Matthews Band, The Counting Crows, Radiohead, Peter Gabriel and others), he crafts acoustic songs about life and friendship in a variety of tones. Whether a soft ballad or a harsh melody, his songs tell of the high and low points in his life and the lives of his friends, with a comforting conviction and haunting honesty.
Now almost ten years since his departure from Simon, he has played as much as time and finances would allow and has now released his debut solo album (Dec. 2012) that has been generously 100% fan funded. He says he couldnt have done it without the love and support of his wife, son, family, friends, and fans. When asked how the last ten years have treated him, he answers, The last year has been huge! The birth of my son, a fully fan funded debut solo album the support has been overwhelming. Its hard making it work family, work, playing, repeat. But I have a great support system in my wife, and my son makes every effort worth it. Ten years without playing on a regular basis is a long time, but I havent given up. I have grown a lot as a person and a musician over the years. I'm ready to take the chance on myself that we, as musicians at least, sometimes wait for others to take on us. The reasons I play have changed, I've changed. I'm excited to be back and am having the time of my life! Life has a way of bringing you home. And that's where I think I'm headed...home

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Lyrics

Sweet Angel

Written By: Steve Hartmann

Inspiration came to visit me and asked, "Would ya care to come out and play?... Maybe take a walk outside yourself for a change?"
I said, "I don't know. I'm not sure if I know the way." She said, "That's okay. Take my hand and I'll take you there, cause I know the way."
So we walked and walked until she said, "Come! Close your eyes and tell me, what do you see." I took a good look around and saw scattered pictures of broken dreams and faded pieces of you and me. I said, "Sweet Angel, what does it mean." She said, "Child, it's up to you from here to find out who you want to be."
Sweet Angel, come down! Come down! come Down! Come carry me!
So I stepped out into the world scared as hell... waiting for the balls to breathe, for the courage to learn to just be. So I reached down into my pocket and pulled out a piece of strength you left behind for me. You said, "Child, carry on stepping strongly." You said, "Child, carry on breathing deeply."
Sweet Angel, come down. Come down! Come down! Come carry me!

Waking Up the Echoes

Written By: Steve Hartmann

Sometimes, the life we dream of, it tends to fall asleep. And sometimes, in the faces we meet, you can hear them cry for sweet release.
Hear them crying in between each heartbeat.
Feel them bleeding from the silence of their slumber, from the echoes of their thunder. They’re calling out to you, dripping from your eyes…echoes from the inside.
Sometimes, the life we dream of, it tends to carry on without you. And sometimes all you dream you’d dream you’d be… it falls like rain all around you.
Feel it falling in between each heartbeat. Feel it bleeding from the silence of their slumber, from the echoes of their thunder… reflections of “Why won’t you? Why couldn’t you?” Come on now, I’m waiting for you to come spread your wings and start waking up the echoes.
Now I’m waiting for you, come spread your wings and dream your greatest dreams! I believe in you…Come spread your wings I believe in you!

Coming Home

Written By: Steve Hartmann

I've been thinking about how I came to get here: there was you who told me to give it all I got and you who said, "Never ever stop", and you who dropped a note with directions from Pan to Never Ever Land, and you who taught me how to really, really love to play. And play I shall down to my very bones, and when the bone bleeds, I'll play some more. Mama, break out the bottle 'cause baby, I'm comin' home.
If I had a little bag of magic, I would spell this cast on you - you'd come crashing, crashing down into my arms and would never ever be too far. Love would render you helpless to me, but my love would set you free. So love I shall down to my very bones and when the bone bleeds, I'll love some more. Well, mama, break out the bottle 'cause baby, I'm comin' home.
So play I shall down my very bones, but when the bone bleeds I'll play some more. Mama, break out the bottle 'cause baby, I'm comin' home.

Kai's Song

Written By: Steve Hartmann

As you lay your little head to rest upon your daddy’s able chest… if I go before you grow, I pray I’ve shown you. I pray you know that daddy loves you baby boy. You’re mama’s little pride and joy. And as you find your differences, I pray I’ve shown you. I pray you know they are no measure of more or less, so long as you do your best. I pray I’ve shown you. I pray you know. God bless my child with kisses and smiles, wonder, adventure for miles. May his dreams be given wings, that he sees life in the little things. And if I go before you grow I pray I’ve shown you I pray you know, that your life’s been given wings, that there’s dreams in the little things.

Moon Fall

Written By: Steve Hartmann

The moon falls from full to half, like shadows across my soul.
Distance lies like an ocean of stars leaving my heart a little less whole.
I paint pictures of you on the canvas of my soul with the colors of my memory and what them fade away – watch them fade to black and white as they wash away.
I felt tears begin to swell until I fought to choke them down.
Holding on the every breath, I recall your smile and how it’s brightness surpassed the sun’s.
To where two worlds collide in a landside of emotion I stumble upon the words I cannot seem to say. I remember, through the silence, how I couldn’t help but to overhear the gentle fall of a tear I could not erase.
I’m trying to find the key to unlock the worlds lost in distraction, taking by the numbness of demons that haunt you, angers that plague you like a shadow that strangles the simple thought to believe…
…anger that plagues you like a shadow that strangles the simple thought to believe.

Yours

Written By: Steve Hartmann

Yours
“Lovely. She’s simply lovely”, I said from across the room. But to what end I did not know then.
That those eyes… the way they shine and see right through me. That they held the key to the man I was always meant to be. Entirely, hopelessly, eternally, in sickness and health, in love and life – I’m yours.
I was not looking, was not expecting the rush that came when I reached for your hands. But something said, no, nothing will ever fit quite like this again.
And it’s hard to remember a time of when I ever got along without you. In a sea of chances and choices to be made. So I’ve made my choice. Entirely, Eternally, I am so hopelessly, in sickness and health, in love and life I’m yours.
Those eyes – the way they shine they see. Yeah you cut right through me. How you hold the key to the man I was always meant to be. Entirely, hopelessly, eternally, in sickness and health, in love and life, I’m yours.

My Family

Written By: Steve Hartmann

My Family

I lit up a cigarette, fumbled for my pen and dared to pretend that I know how to tell you all you’ve done for me.
I take a sip of my tea as you wait for me to finish my next masterpiece.
But this is just my way of saying so humbly, so disparately, I love you –
For the home that you open, the kind words you’ve spoken and the miles you’ve broken. Never let me give up even when I’ve had too much. You still come see me play. So disparately, I love you, my chosen family.
Because you believe even when I can’t see…There’s no good reason.
You step up to remind me of why you gave me wings – to never stop chasing, always keep reaching, but don’t forget to breathe. So disparately, I love you -
For the home that you open, the kind words you’ve spoken and the miles you’ve broken. Never let me give up even when I’ve had too much. You still come see me play. So disparately, I love you, my chosen family.

Dance Away

Written By: Steve Hartmann

Dance Away

Once upon a boy in a bar with pen and paper and a glass of wine, enters in the rest of his life… his future bride.
The night came and went in a blur, but his smile held on so tight… she kissed him under the new moon light and they…
Danced away in to “come what may”. And after all of the waiting they finally got paid, so he asked if she’d stay another day.
One year passed since the doctor said, “You’ve got a long road ahead.”
He bought a few hats and sat and watched over her as she fought day by day.
One year passed… she’s still here today and they
Danced away, took a vacation, and got swept away. And after all of the waiting they finally got paid so she asked if he’d stay another day. He took her hand and said, “Lead the way.”
So they danced away in to “come what may”. And after all of the waiting they finally got paid, so they asked if they’d stay another day. Now tomorrow will be another day. What would you like to do today?

The Way We Were

Written By: Steve Hartmann

The Way We Were

I packed my bags, slightly jaded… unfulfilled, and took to the road for home.
It’s neither there nor here or in the places in between, but the faces seem to remind me of a better time; when we weren’t so busy, when the miles between weren’t too many, and the five hour phone calls weren’t too long, and the drives we’d take just to get away until the sun came to take us home… it’s just the way we were.
I count the miles in the hours with how may cigarettes I’ve smoked, and the days I’ve been gone the size of laundry I’ve got in my back seat, but it doesn’t faze me. No, it’s amazing how home is as close as the next song.
It’s a balance I have yet to find – conviction without compromise, some peace in a present state of mind, but it doesn’t faze me. No it’s amazing – how life has a way of making you the way you are.
Well, it’s a balance I have yet to find – conviction without compromise, some peace in a present state of mind, but it doesn’t faze me. No it’s amazing how we always go it together – it’s just we way we are.

Begin Again

Written By: Steve Hartmann

Begin Again
In a whisper, things can change – never to be the same again.
In a moment’s notice, life and begin or end.
The choice is up to you, my friend, to begin again.
We turn through the pages of our past, reminded of all the pieces that didn’t last –
Like the intentions we didn’t keep and the standards that we couldn’t meet and the dreams that somehow, slipped away.
So wake up from your anger. Reach out from your disaster and pull yourself from the ashes of your tears. Believe and begin again.
Stand to dust yourself off. Wipe the sleep from your eyes.
Step one foot in front of the other and do over and over and over again.
Rest if you must, but do not give up on yourself.
Cause there’s dreams to be had and a life to be lived and this one is yours. Believe… cause the truth to it all is there’s no truth at all to the answers you’re seeking. It’s up to you now, kid. Lay your demons to rest in one single breath and believe. Begin again.

Discography

2012 - Waking Up the Echoes (available on Itunes and at www.cdbaby.com/cd/stevehartmann)
2004 - Live @ Club Metronome (opening for Jeffery Gaines)
2000 - Sweet Angel (available at cdbaby.com)
1999 - Live at the Writer's House
1997 - Live '97

Set List

A few covers are as follows:
DMB - #41, Crash, Say Goodbye, I'll Back You Up. Indigo Girls - Closer to Fine. Fleetwood Mac - Landslide. Peter Gabriel - In Your Eyes, Secret World, The Washing of the Water. U2 - Where the Streets Have No Name, With or Without You, Desire. John Mayer - Why Georgia. Bob Dylan - All Along the Watchtower, Radio Head - Fake Plastic Trees, Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter, Cold Play - Fix You, Warning Sign, Pearl Jam - Release, Staind - Epiphany, Leonard Cohen - Hallelujah, Home - Phillip Phillips, Ho Hey - The Lumineers, A Christmas Song - Dave Matthews
Original works are as follows:
The 4th Day
Angels are Listening(Live '97)
Begin Again(Sweet Angel, Waking Up the Echoes)
Come Out and Play
Coming Home (Waking Up the Echoes)
Dance Away (Waking Up the Echoes)
Goodnignt(Sweet Angel)
How Far
I'll Meet You There(Live '97)
It's Still There
Kai's Song (Waking Up the Echoes)
Love is an Unknown Road
Moon Fall (Sweet Angel, Waking Up the Echoes)
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