About the Journey Dance album...

A self-taught composer, Rick Hart writes orchestrations and forms which make his music fascinating but never academic. The colors of the unusual instrumentation strike the listener from the first note of every cut. His music fits in a rare groove which cuts across market stereotypes.

During his boyhood in Europe, Hart's ear developed around Gregorian chant, classical, and Irish music. Later, in
America, blues, jazz, rock, country, bluegrass, and other indigenous styles melded into his musical vocabulary as he continued to experiment with sound, color, rhythm, and melody.

From the beginning, Journey Dance projects a spatial quality reminiscent of new age music. But soon its rhythmic complexity and constant timbral and textural changes bring it closer to its classical and folk roots. And Hart's unpretentious vocalization adds warmth to the acoustic ensemble.

Journey Dance is a fresh, unaffected landscape of melded folk, classical, and jazz.
- Mark Roberts, Dallas

 About the Blue Horse album...

"...absolute dynamite emotion filled blues...
True Texas with a groove..."
- Bob Fonda, program director, KLFX

"Bluesy rock from the heart of Texas, the sort of whiskey smooth voice and stinging guitar that'll have you ordering double shots and a beer back -- even in your own living room."
- Bill Stafford, CD World (Dallas independent record stores)

"Images of homelessness ('Stick out your thumb and call it home') abound in Rick Hart's music. Every song is about people moving on, or wishing they could ('I don't want to be the one I'm leaving behind'). This searching for redemption over the next hill, or around the next bend of the river, is of course the great theme of American music. But in Hart's songs you're never sure that the river isn't hopelessly polluted (question for industrialists: 'If you can't taste the poison, what are you made of?'). The landscape becomes almost surreal (back and forth from Desert Storm in 'A Brief History of the 1st Iraq War').

"There are always only more and more questions ('What's a Baby to Do?'). In the end, it's only people and relationships on a human level that can offer any true redemption, but in Rick Hart's songs, as you might expect, even these leave Rick a little confused ('Every time I hold you baby, I never know if you're holding me'). In the end, Rick leaves us, with a grin, like his 'Fool on the Corner.' You don't really know where you are or how you got there, but it really doesn't matter. You're looking for love and who knows? - tomorrow you just may find it. 'Man it happens, all the time!'"
- Jeremiah Kelley, poet (Southwest Review)