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Matchstick EP

by Carl Thomas Gladstone

If I'd Known You If Id known you as my music teacher in middle school I'd have caused trouble to see how far you'd go but then would've sung a great solo and called you 10 years down the road to thank you for what you taught me If I'd known you as a hippie singing folk tunes I'd have bootlegged a concert on a reel to reel and sent it to Bruce Cockburn so he could hear who was the talent and who was just the tool. If I'd known you In Europe with your denim as a tourist seeing you and friend I'd have taken your picture and sent it to the States to Grandpa and Grandmas house to make your brother jealous If I'd known you in the Cantata choir I'd have sat behind you next to Dad pushing him to ask you out and would have mentioned to you on the sly the tall dark and handsome tenor If I'd known you in college with the cat I'd have ridden along with Rick and all your friends Dreaming what your lives would hold and taking down their numbers for reference later If I'd known you In another life, and all my schemes came true I wouldn't have known better I couldn't have done better I wouldn't have known better than to know you.
Apophatic Monsters When I appear it's not to steal I walk along not off a plank When i'm marooned its with you my boat it settles waves and skulls and bones are raised! No I am not a pirate When I fall in love i don't destroy When I take a life i give back joy I sparkle and the heaven's come down my blood is a new covenant not Vlad or Bella's ruse No I am not a vampire I am not (I am not) the typical (don't be fooled) know me by (around the edges of) the negative. when I exhale I hail the new for I am wise and never grousing I'm beautiful but not to dupe my craft is stitching bone to bone and knitting with sinew No I am not a banshee When i raise up I'm up for good I crave the brains but claim the body I groan for justice not Voodoo my body is the one consumed for love of you and to commune No I am not a zombie When I come to earth its not to play like chess, the people as my pieces Instead like Pa and they my kids my family's not broken, my family is you No I am no Zeus when i emerge it's not the end i have no fire breathing heads no little horn of earthly kings my breath revives, and burns with life No I am not a dragon
Talking To Calm Your best medicine, like Aunt Bea, was no pills no machines, no poisons on a masquerade. Best was when the doctor said, "Take two conversations and call me when sitting by the lake with coffee in a copper cup." But family are fire and company the kindling for the blaze that bathes the walls in light and warmth. Pain has only partial power passion keeps it's hounds at bay joy sometimes obliterates sadness sweeps its thorns away and laughter? Only laughter... laughter ushers us along the way The real enemy is emptiness a cave of aches with unknown depths and danger lurking underneath. which can echo every anxiousness and chill us on our wandering . Escape routes bound by our conversations velvet ropes revelations guide through confidence and doubt and memories to sit and rest on. Plans that keep creating new ways out. Then -we stand at the exit and darkness isn't night but dawn erie echoes are the morning doves the damp is nothing but the dew and the fire isn't torches no the fire isn't torches, but the sun.
Motorboats 03:16
Motorboats Sure there is riding bikes while Dad walks marathons all around Livonia parks faster Mom, faster, Mom! But I, I favor motor boats the dizzy spinning circles send going fast, and going slow and always embrace at the end. And yes there are sliding slides in my green track suit a thrill with a fast conclusion in that pricker bush, how rude. Or Aerostars with broken parts junk harmonic balancers lost down forest roads in that big blue monster. But what about paddles boats and all of their Polka Loops and wild adventure to be sure Grandma peering at the moon. And even though we never left that one same spot in that same lake I think we found eternity each time we turned to play that game. For isn't this the means that we will reunite all in the end? You'll circle down with us beneath As heav'n toward earth shall bend.
Love Shall Rule and Heaven Come Down What does the lord require of you, you o mortal one but to do and love the just and kind and walk humbly with your God? walk humbly with your God, walk humbly with your God You shall do and love the just and kind and walk humbly with your God. What is justice then and how shall we, know it when it comes? the rough places plain, and highways raised, and even mountains moved. Rough places plain, and highways raised, and even mountains moved. That is how we'll see God's justice done, and even mountains moved. Love shall rule and heav'n come down As for loving kindness, that by faith, we pray to know its rule feed your neighbor, love your enemy, heal the sick and speak to power And like children sit at Jesus' feet, with a love for beauty and truth For your love of kindness will be known in everything you do. Love shall rule and heav'n come down To walk humbly in God's grace you see, is a nobler sweeter song know that you are loved but all the rest of God's children are too. leave pride behind and boasting, don't pray for others to see for the humble one returns God's grace in thankfulness and peace. Love shall rule and heav'n come down With God we will succeed to bring God's kin-dom to the earth. then God's justice and God's kindness too shall rule, and heaven come down. They shall rule and heav'n come down, shall rule and heaven come down. Then a just and kind and humble reign, shall rule when heav'n come down. Love shall rule and heav'n come down rewrite requested by Terry Niles Gladstone with favorite scripture of Joe Stroud


Matchstick is an EP of songs inspired by the life and ministry of my mother, Terry N. Gladstone.

"...she was matchstick
sent here to burn, to blaze, to heat things up
to keep us warm."

This album is a memorial for Terry, and a benefit supporting those ministries she was most passionate about.


released May 16, 2013

Matchstick EP songs
by Carl Thomas Gladstone

It Only Takes a Spark (for Terry Gladstone: friend, colleague, co-conspirator, fellow dreamer, arsonist)
by Jeff Nelson

by Mary Gladstone-highland


Carl Thomas Gladstone

Mary Gladstone-Highland
Anna Stroud Gladstone
David Gladstone
Brad Stott

Andrew Gladstone-Highland

Jason Hill

Brad Stott

Glenn Atamaniuk

Kingsway Studios - Nashville, TN
Groovebox Studios - Detroit, MI




Carl Thomas Gladstone Detroit, Michigan

As a music and mischief maker on the prophetic edge Carl writes music as a discipline of justice-seeking and disruptive discipleship. He writes to engage people of faith and of no faith in deep questions and engaging stories that matter for the world.

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