by Joel Henry Little

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Don't Call Me Lady (Agnes' Jeremiad)
Too Familiar (Sheila's Lament)
All Around
With Her (Agnes' Awakening)
Run With Me, Agnes (Sheila's Epiphany)
Strike the Drum (Agnes' Reply)


"And he took him aside from the multitude, and put his fingers into his ears, and he spit, and touched his tongue; And looking up to heaven, he sighed, and saith unto him, Ephphatha, that is, Be opened. And straightway his ears were opened, and the string of his tongue was loosed, and he spake plain." - Mark 7:34

What follows is a collection of 10 short songs on the topics of loneliness, unhealthy attachment, and deception. Centering on a dialogue between two young women named Agnes and Sheila, the album follows an oblique narrative path through various emotional states and personal quandaries. Though the insights and observations are frequently scattered and contradictory, and while offering little in the way of minute particulars regarding the conflicts at the heart of each narrator’s story, the moral crux of “Ephphatha” is always clear: be open, and stay open.


releases March 13, 2020

All songs written, performed*, and produced by Joel Henry Little
*Violin on tracks 5 and 8 performed by Amy Dulsky Little


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Joel Henry Little New York, New York

Joel Henry Little is a 21-year-old singer-songwriter based in New York City. He has been self-producing original songs since the age of 12, amassing a unique and genre-defying body of work that borrows equally from folk, classical, and musical theater traditions. ... more

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Track Name: Fly, Jehu! (Sheila's Dream)
Suddenly the count’s beginning;
We’re champing at the line.
No one knows what comes with winning,
Nor why we’re all blind -

Still we pick a spot and run
And run
And run,

And just when we find the end
Then we start all over again.

Suddenly we all start screaming;
Now we’re half our size.
There’s a sort of burning feeling
Forming in our eyes -

Still we sing it loud: “I’m done!
I’m done!
I’m done!”

And just when it stops to rend,
Then it starts all over again.

[Fly, Jehu!
Fly, Jehu!
(Even though there’s nothing you can do...)]
Track Name: My Children
My children, I come bearing news
From over the hill:
There's talk of healers who
Will cure all our ills!

Believe me now the cycle ends;
We'll start anew,
And fate will be our friend,
Our fears will be few!

I don't know how but I'm trying (trying),
Chasing the light as it is slowly dying...

So pack up only what you'll need,
We leave at dawn;
Then, daughters, we'll be freed
From all of our bonds.

Pay no mind to the knocking (knocking),
Look to the sky as all the birds go flocking -

So shall we
Together be free.
Have some faith in me
For I hold the key.

My children, I come bearing news
From over the hill!

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