


Twenty-four hours later, Cautious Clay isn’t calling it a day just yet. Over the past decade, the singer, songwriter, producer and multi-instrumentalist Joshua Karpeh has become one of the most quietly influential and prolific artists of his generation. With the release of his newest project The Hours: High Noon, he’s completed his most ambitious conceptual endeavor to date; a three-part project that’s equal parts mixtape and emotive timetable, his subjective interpretation of a day unfolding moment-by-moment. Following the bleary-eyed pop precision of Morning and the funk-driven depth of Night, High Noon faces the heat of broad daylight with the same anthemic touch that defines the best of Cautious Clay’s catalog.
Ever since debuting with “Cold War” in 2017, Karpeh has been fastidiously committed to his craft. That single, an instantaneous success first on Soundcloud and later on streaming, allowed him to quit his day job and turn what was once a hobby into a sustaining career. A near-constant stream of music and opportunities followed subsequently: EPs, albums, collaborations, tours, festival slots, and an enviable number of film/TV syncs. His homegrown soul captured the attention of fans such as Taylor Swift (who interpolated “Cold War” on her song “London Boy”), John Mayer (who joined him on stage at The Fonda in 2019) and BLACKPINK’s Rosé (who released a cover of “Wildfire” on Youtube in 2021).
With the abundance of mainstream success under his belt, Karpeh took his saxophone and swung to the left for his last full-length LP, 2023’s KARPEH. Dubbed “a radical reinvention” by NME, the record was a cathartic exercise on cultural identity, as he traced his lineage from West African roots to his Ohio upbringing and his Brooklyn present, via conversations with family members. Six years of preparation were distilled into six days of recording alongside musicians such as Immanuel Wilkins, Julian Lage, Arooj Aftab, Ambrose Akinmusire, and Karpeh’s uncle, Kai Eckhardt. The result was his most challenging and satisfying work yet, a full realization of the jazziest aspects of his discography flecked with R&B panache.
As his creative process evolved, so did his sense of normalcy when he moved to Philadelphia following the release of KARPEH. Suddenly time spent in Brooklyn — the place where Cautious Clay bloomed into the project it is today — became much more precious. Ritual became a necessity. Pushing the limits of a freeform existence that once felt natural, he began etching out a schedule that prioritized time away from the studio and diverted toward hobbies such as basketball and painting. Consequently, these limited windows of time for music provided the infrastructure for focused creativity, and soon enough, Karpeh had netted over sixty songs over the course of a year.
Of this batch, the twenty-four that appear across each installment of The Hours were selected on the basis of which Karpeh associates with each hour, infusing Morning with daybreak optimism, and Night with a darker, sensuous undercurrent; the latter includes the smoldering “5th Floor,” a song he wrote and produced with Raphael Saadiq, who then brought on Q-Tip for an unforgettable verse. With those first two segments of the project more obviously defined, High Noon proved to be a bit harder. “Midday is a nebulous time, so making songs for that felt challenging, and it took me a bit more time to address sonically,” Karpeh says. “These songs are generally more laid back and downtempo, with some reggae influences.”
Lyrically, they address a relationship held to the harsh light of day: how to embrace the detours and doubt that come with sustaining something that’s meant to last. It’s a feeling that comes out most candidly on the soft groove of “Trail Mix (3pm),” written with Braxton Cook, in which all trails lead back to the same special place: “whenever you find yourself a sensation that you never felt impossible to run from… can you change the subject slowly, so by the time I see what’s in mind, I know I have to settle into what’s meant to be.” With their inclusion, The Hours ebbs and flows as a complete body of work, always demonstrating Karpeh’s remarkable ability to craft songs that breathe with the humanity of their creator.
Recorded by Cautious Clay
Mixed by Cautious Clay
Mastered by John Greenham
Cover Art / Photography: Travys Owen
(Hans Anthony Quiben Galvez – Sam Hollander – Cautious Clay)
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Produced by Cautious Clay & HXNS
(Nir Felder – Cautious Clay)
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Produced by Cautious Clay & Nir Felder
(Braxton Cook – Cautious Clay)
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Produced by Cautious Clay & Braxton Cook
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Produced by Cautious Clay & Chris Kyle
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Additional Production: Jesse Fink
(Eli Reuben Hirsch – Cautious Clay)
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Picturing you when you not with me
Everybody else an accessory
Knowing that there ain’t no “I’ in “we”
But I need you so selfishly
We were ocean side
My last memory
Was only 10 past 3
Was living in a lie
living make believe
like it’s only you and I
on a green screen
She said take my advice
No matter where it leads me
There’s no wrongs or rights
when you’re living in a green screen
There’s no sage advice
Cus whatever you feel is real
Until the show is over
Picturing life where it’s supposed to be
Do I got enough time in the recipe?
I’m not trying to think too consciously
when I’m thinking about you and me
We were oceanside my last memory
Was only 5 past 3
Was living in a lie
Living make believe
Like it’s only you and I
On a green screen
She said take my advice
No matter where it leads me
There’s no wrongs or rights
When you’re living in a green screen
There’s no sage advise
Cus whatever you feel is real
Until the show is over
The show is over
Like poison ivy
how do you get under my skin
It feels like 90
I thought you were my next of kin
What you’ve been hiding?
I know you’ve got some on the side
It’s perfect timing
It’s perfect timing
And I don’t need proof
When you’re crying on me in the dead of night
Go ahead and grow on somebody else
cause it won’t be me
It won’t be me
If you expect to see me the same way twice that’s insanity
You learned from mistakes
as the earth quakes
I’ll see you off
Guess I’m turning on us
If I was there in spirit like a rosary
then you had blind faith in me
enough to find
the presence of mind
‘til it’s broken in pieces
And I don’t need proof
To know the ways you cry for help
So you might as well grow on somebody else
Cause it won’t be me
No, it won’t
know it won’t be
It won’t be me
Like poison ivy
how you get under my skin
It feels like 90
I thought you were my next of kin
What you’ve been hiding?
I know you’ve got some on the side
It’s perfect timing
It’s perfect timing
You would have thought I had a second wind (yeah)
Even if you once or twice my friend (yeah)
Even if you were once or twice my friend
You filling up half my cup
Cus the second that we feeling lonely
You always want to mix it up
I could pretend like we not watching closely but we’ve always been fit to cuff
so now I’m laughing all way my fears at the thought of your name
Cus I know you felt the same for me
You wanna mix it up
I know somebody else like you for me
You wanna mix it up
You know somebody else like me for you
So whenever you find yourself
A sensation that you never felt
Impossible to run from might even be a one of one
You change the topic slowly
so by the time I see what’s in mind I know
I had to settle into what we were meant to be
You filing up half my cup
Cus the second that we feeling lonely
you always want to mix shit up
I could pretend like we not watching closely but we’ve always been fit to cuff
so now I’m laughing all the way my fears at the thought of your name
Cus I know you felt the same for me
You wanna mix it up
I know somebody else like you for me
You wanna mix it up
You know somebody else like me for you
For you
So when it’s not the low lights
It’s the change in plans
My bad habits going hand in hand
When hard feelings turn to grains of sand
Moving one by one (by one)
Needed two shots just to keep my peace
Still got a cold heart in wool knit fleece
a boulevard full of burdens and beasts
couldn’t change my ways
(Cus) all my secrets dying in the daylight
But this life won’t leave me lone
Casting shadows where they don’t belong
But this the only place I like to call home
Feel like my conversations turning into cage fights
But this life don’t make me wrong
Like the calm right before the storm
This the only place I can call home for the long run
They say the brighter the brights
Then the better you tan
I got dark thoughts just to thicken my skin
All the sensations in the world
But you can’t feel them all at once
So if the itch ain’t scratched I won’t leave it alone
Ain’t no chance I’m playing like a game on your phone
Even with all the grape vines and tea on trees you won’t change my ways
Cus all my secrets dying in the daylight
But this life won’t leave me lone
Casting shadows where they don’t belong
But this the only place that I can call home
All my conversations turning into cage fights
But this life don’t make me wrong
Like the calm right before the storm
But this the only place I can call home for the long run
So when it’s not the low lights
it’s the change in plans
My bad habits, going hand and hand
When hard feelings turned to grains of sand, moving one by one by one
It’s always been about more than space
Made it out the rat race
Smoking down a wood and stone chilling
I’m just another muscle man on a mission
You were my memory obstacle
Was just another flick of your wrist
Now you had a new wish list
But I’m smelling the flowers in bloom
Like honey and wine
You know I’ll never get sick of you
It’s obvious I
Stray every battle every obstacle
I’m never too shy
Cus whenever I think of you
Its honey and wine
So Imma be alright
Serving body without the bass
Saw the snatch of that waist
God willing
Got me irrational
So if it’s about how deep you love,
I know it’s not free
Call it a neighbourhood watch
How you pocket watching
I see where the love is gone
Gotta tell me why
Like honey and wine
You know I’ll never get sick of you
It’s obvious I
Take every battle every obstacle
I’m never too shy
Cus whenever I think of you
It’s honey and wine
So imma be alright
The feeling of love is gone
Like honey and wine
You know I’ll never get sick of you
Goddamn
Rose pedals and silverware on the floor
Just tell me when to stop playing
You stand on business like you open the grocery store
A couple cards in my hand
I know you got the motion
And we nowhere near the ocean
But you caught a wave on me
I was just another tide
to be on your side I know
But they can’t tell me
Who to cuff
It was simple when you stayed down
We just gotta lay ground
I don’t want to hear a wise man
They hate to see us do what we planned
If you’re liken to a simple life
Even when I got the timing right
I was part demon part man
Carry emotions like a 4-door passenger mini van
I know it’s not the first time
You counting up all the sand on the beach
But I’m the one that’s overthinking
We got more than the motion
And we nowhere near the ocean
You know you caught a wave on me
I was just another tide to be on your side I know
But they can’t tell me
Who to cuff
So go on and take on me
From the morning ‘til the night let them know what’s kept you home
No they can’t tell me
We felt closer, but there’s more to hide
Cus I only want what I can’t find
So I fell in love to avoid the grind
You try to numb the pain
With the peace of mind
Cus you’re leaving much more
To be desired
So i name the feeling
That you left behind
So If you wanna see this side
Keep some time to waste
Take a little summer drive
While the lights still change
And when the lights getting low
Fresh pine and red wine
Keep ‘em from closing
But the bar ain’t the place that we’re coping
I feel the sweet emotion
Like a mood swing
Going 50-50 on bad decisions
But when that good one change tradition
It’s all your demons writing comedy to try to change mines
But if you wait around
You know where exactly I would be
Long as your mind ain’t closing on me
So if you wanna see this side
keep some time to waste
Take a little summer drive
While the lights still change
And when the lights getting low
Fresh pine
Red wine
Keep ‘em from closing
But the bar ain’t the place that we coping
When I get a sweet…
(Soprano sax)
Been tryna figure out what she believes
While she pluckin’ them lemons outta lemon trees
Even the sour ones were sweet in season
So all the expectations you know you can keep ‘em
Cus all that I know
Is I don’t mind moving slow
You know my history
You seen all that there is to see
So don’t play with me now
Cus the only shadow of a doubt
Is in your head
But you’d rather keep a picture of me instead
There’s no body to body
But I’m the only one you want
If you’re not the writing on wall
You’re still the reason that I’m falling so far
Can you give me something to believe in without conditions
but you don’t trust inner visions now
But all that I know
is I don’t mind moving slow
You know my history
You’ve seen all that there is to see
So don’t play with me now
When the only shadow of a doubt
Was in your head
But you’d rather see a picture of me instead
There’s no body to body
But I’m the only one you want
[flute solo]
The Hours: High Noon Album Announce + "Green Screen (1pm)"
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