“Feet” by Hat & Boots - A Song Review

     A second New Jersey-based singer/songwriter in two days? Yes! Hat & Boots is the performance name of Timothy Bretschneider of Woodbury.

     Hat & Boots recently released a three-track album, “This Too.” All three songs are recommended, but we are partial to “Feet.” There is an honest vulnerability that is communicated in the voice and in the lyrics. Lyrically, there is a progression, as each verse ends in a similar manner, but with a deeper revelation – “I’m weeping at the feet of something bigger,” 
(a) “something I’ve never seen,” 
(b) then, “something I don’t want to see,” 
(c) and concluding, “something I wasn’t ready to see.” 
     It is left to the listener to personalize the meaning.

    The melody of “Feet” is also a progression, as the intensities of the instruments and vocals increase with each of the three verses. Interestingly, the second verse includes voices of children in the background. But at the end to “Feet,” the song returns to its most vulnerable and honest:

I'm stuck, drunk, fucked up

Weeping at the feet of

Something bigger

Something I wasn’t ready to see

     “Feet” by Hat & Boots

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Credits of the 3-track album:

> all songs written and performed by Hat & Boots (Timothy Bretschneider)

> produced, engineered, and mixed by Rashmit Arora

> mastered by Gordon Barker

> Timothy Bretschneider: vocals, guitar, bass, art

> Rashmit Arora: additional guitar, synthesizers

> Sebastian Goodridge: drums

Lyrics of “Feet” by Hat & Boots

I don't know how I'm supposed to feel

I'm still breathing out the last breaths

I held in your room

From that day my eyes couldn't reach

Past your feet

I'm at the feet of something bigger

I'm at the feet of something I've never seen

I don't know how I'm supposed to feel

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea this is what we needed

Right right, right, right I just don't believe it, no, no

Cause I'm weeping at the feet of something bigger

I'm weeping at the feet of something I don't want to see

Well, I don't know how I'm supposed to feel

I'm still holding onto those breaths

I've been holding in

Trying to forgive the fear that kept my head down, down, down

I'm stuck, drunk, fucked up

Weeping at the feet of

Something bigger

Something I wasn’t ready to see