A little piano version of our song Danse Macabre

Danse Macabre (Piano Version)

WIP Demo of our new song Demon's Church.

The dim outside the window
The brittle and the billow
All the shadows, all the widows
Still the stars and all the fables 

Still the deeper it gets
And the deeper it gets
 
And how cold and how clear
And how faint and how near
And how cold and how clear
And how faint and how near
All these fleeing years

Those lost in mines and myths
In childish wish 
And lonesome prayer

Through aisles of fire to the alters 
Unsteady under arcs dread heavy 


Demon's Church

Danse Macabre (Electronic Version)

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Ghost of daystar
Haunt the sky
Seek me low
Guide me high

The rest is a mystery
All a mystery

Daystar

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Put an ear to the wall and keep it near
And hear it approach before it appears
Through the rustling path of tinder and twine
Through all the things that you hold dear

So you take out your heart and soak it in wine
And shy from everything that you can’t define
Carefully stepping with wavering aim 
Waiting for your ship to come in through the Rhine

And when the moon is hanging pale and aflame
To light your vigil through window frames
You will fumble and fall and retrace old lines 
While trying to decide on what was to blame

Thistle

Danse Macabre
Set/Reset
Minus
Thistle

Recorded live at Sherlock Street Studios, Birmingham.
With thanks to Jack Park, Izzy Izenstain & Amazing Radio.

Amazing Radio Live Session - November 2014

Repeating Patterns of Habit EP

Jasmine

Pearls submerged in boiling water, they unfurl, how sweet the smell of slaughter. A swan song skimmed across the waxing waves, watching in margaric space, her only supporter; the colour of bones, a pallid face. No lunar lungs to ease her pains, her gurgled cries unheard. Petals just begun to bloom, from stem were severed and shed. An autumnal fall from grace, she wanes in our night, by the light of the moon. How is she to speak, without your pen to write a word?

Jasmine

Repeating Patterns of Habit EP

Bromide

The girl chirped, trite and erratic with lips elastic. And thoughts, if they can so be called, sprout from her mouth unsought, pursued by their own kind in succession. He took his seat on the ground, amongst the men signified by stones, and the dull rattle of his earthly goods marked that descent, and seemed to echo. The funeral march crowed; an organ distant and distorted, the girl saw him slumped on the grass. The dark grey weaving path, a road between the suburban sea of structures. Houses named for the proprietors, who found this neighbourhood much quieter. Had she known, she may have tried to break the cycle, but it was too late; the man was already aslumber.

Bromide

Repeating Patterns of Habit EP

Minus

Then, as now, divided. Subtract everything that you hold dear, and lay it before your King. An afterthought; those he once presided. Though each brick makes an edifice, lest it should die; among these dark satanic mills, your life, and those lives of others lie, subatomic in size. And life bears down on you, Minus the thing you were promised. 

Minus

Dutch Cousin are a six piece alternative/indie/electro band hailing from Birmingham, with a deep seeded sense of melodic craftsmanship and atmospheric arrangements. 

Described as “electro dream pop” and “the future of Birmingham’s music scene” by BBC Introducing and Amazing Radio, their sound and style spans across an eclectic variety of influences and eras, delivering a concoction of ethereal acoustic tones and ominous, electric pulses.  With songs that voyage through landscapes of pensive melancholy to vivacious terrains of ferocity, and armed with an artistic intention that transcends simple pop music, Dutch Cousin are a captivating and highly concentrated dose of contemporary musical talent.

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