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Dead Letter
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  Lyrics: yoroley
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the mob in the iron mask
they are waiting for I'll rise

to what they say with hiss
“we’re really on your side…”

dead letter
thrown back to me later

bad stones
thrown by strange haters

check check!
can you hear me?
check check!

just lookin’ at the dark side
don't look back on isolation
so looking for my style 
everyone is human
where is the destination?

check check!
can you hear me?
check check!

Dead Letter

READ THE ACCOMPANYING POEM HERE >> https://mystictapedeck.com/bards/the-gravedigger/

All drums and percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, synths, scraping sounds, vocals, bass, lyre, slide lyre, lyrics: PS Perkins
Mix and master by PS Perkins and R Thomas

E'en that...

Who'll supply the shovels used to split the sacred soil?
And who will help the spirit shuffle off this mortal coil?
Who'll embalm the body, who will mummify the husk?
And who will sail the flaming ship into the drowning dusk?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

Who is going to drive the hearse and consecrate the wine?
Who is going to build the box from the gnarled and knotty pine?
Who will be the artifex to decorate the tomb?
And who will bribe the jackal waiting at the gates of doom?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

E'en that...

"In youth, when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove,
O, methought, there was nothing meet."*

But age, with it's stealing steps
Hath clawed me in it's clutches
Age, with its stealing steps.

E'en that...


*From Shakespeare's Hamlet Act 5

The Grave Digger

Larch mourning

Verse 1:
I feel so tired and drained today,
i can not further move Nor can i (longer)stay.
Only bitter sap flows through my roots.
I have shed almost all my leaves and left them to the wind.

Verse 2:
In spring, my buds gave off a sweetening haze.
My splendour shone in imposing colourful grace.
Once I bore splendid fruit at my branches maze.
Countless creatures came and bathed in the shade of my place.
Now It feels like i‘ve Not been to sleep for years
And I deeply lack connection with my trusted well known Peers.

Chorus:
The furrows of my bark become deeper with the years.
It feels like I'm drying up from the salt of tears.
Crude intervention in nature has a high price
For disrupting the Peace of My Life 
there‘s no apropriate apologyze.

By: Fabian/Epic Down

Bandcamp

Larch Mourning

Title: The Return of Bad Norman
Written by: John King

Obituary: "Bad Norman" - The Catfish Killer
Died: March 13, 1868.
Taken fron the Corinth War Eagle with kind permission.

In memory of a man whose life was shrouded in mystery and darkness, we bid farewell to "Bad Norman" - The Catfish Killer. His escapades and enigmatic existence left an indelible mark on the annals of notoriety. With heavy hearts, we recount the fragments we know of his tumultuous journey.

"Black silence - down into the deep," were the haunting words that echoed through his troubled mind. A life plagued by inner demons and relentless struggles, Norman found himself ensnared in the suffocating grip of his own vices. "I can't escape - I can't kick free," he lamented, yearning for liberation that seemed forever out of reach.

Choking alive and falling asleep, Norman grappled with the relentless tides of his existence. His path was one of constant floundering, forever struggling to breathe amidst the tempestuous waves that sought to engulf him. And in the depths of the Mississippi River, where sazerac whiskey mingled with muddy water, his presence was most deeply felt, forever etched in the flowing currents.

A ship sinking in white-capped waters mirrored the sinking of Norman's soul. The saloon, a testament to his unbridled indulgence, bore a hole that matched the void within him. His recklessness knew no bounds, and it was amid these tragic circumstances that Bad Norman came to know what all dead men know. For the waters flowed, as they always have and always will, carrying tales of his demise to distant shores.

Over blood-red rails, a river of tragedy painted its macabre path. Bad Norman, the Catfish Killer, embodied the darkness that lurked within the shadows. With one fatal pitch, a pocket full of lead sealed his fate, extinguishing the flame that burned too brightly, too recklessly.

In the smokestack fire of a northern belle and the whispers of swampland liars, Bad Norman's journey led him to the gates of hell. And now, we bid him farewell, for he has found his final resting place. "Carry my body home," he once pleaded, and it is in this somber moment that his wish is fulfilled. As the waters flow, let them carry him to the realm beyond, where his troubled soul may finally find peace.

In the wake of his ignominious demise, we remember Bad Norman - a man whose life was an intricate dance with darkness and despair. May his memory serve as a reminder of the fragile line between our own virtues and the depths to which we may descend. Let the waters flow, carrying him to his eternal abode, where the echoes of his tumultuous existence shall forever be heard.

A Cowboy in India

The Return of Bad Norman

Telling Stories Until They Are True

BUY VINYL - http://ridingeasyrecords.com/product/well-samsara/


With a progressive sound that stems from a nostalgic desire to blend different musical styles as diverse as Joy Division and Blue Cheer, Austin-based power trio The Well redefine heavy rock by merging massive riffs with sophisticated melodies.

The group blossomed when guitarist/vocalist Ian Graham was fired from his previous band. Determined to redirect his musical focus, Graham hooked up with bassist Lisa Alley and the two began picking out riffs in their east-side garage. Rounding out their sound, they stole drummer Jason Sullivan from Graham’s old band in a tale of vengeance and karma. His solid groove and reckless tribal beat gave the three-piece their ideal primal attack. 
 
Due to their psychedelic doom edge, The Well reaps comparisons to Black Sabbath, Sleep, Electric Wizard and Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats. As fans of cult horror films, they embrace the sinister, revel in dark themes and find inspiration in haunting echoes. The dual vocals of Graham and Alley evoke an ancient language that carries a mystic spell. Daunting rhythms and heavy guitars often accentuate their chilling chants. In the spring of 2012 The Well’s first studio experience was to record their debut 7?at the Barbeque Shack with Tia Carrera’s Jason Morales. Limited to 300 copies, Seven was pressed on mixed vinyl with several cover options featuring hand-drawn art that emulated a few of the band’s favourite album covers. Nicknamed the “rip-off” series, the single sold out quickly becoming a favourite among European collectors.
 
By the fall of 2012, The Well were back in the studio again, this time at Ohm Recording Facility with Producer Mark Deutrom (Melvins, Sun O)))) and Engineer Chico Jones to record their debut album. However, an opportunity to record with Converse Rubber Tracks during SXSW 2013 resulted in the epic track ‘Eternal Well’ and sparked the idea of an EP. First Trip was pressed with a handful of songs from the Ohm sessions together with ‘Eternal Well’ just in time for their West Coast Summer Tour. Due to the energy and excitement of their live shows, the vinyl sold out quickly. With each repressing, a different hand-screened cover was printed until all four limited editions sold out. One of their most rabid fans was Riding Easy Records label boss Daniel Hall who recently signed the band.
 
Inspired by early ’70s psych, heavy rock, blues and proto-metal, The Well has created a sound that reflects doom, punk and horror all rolled together into one ghostly rock soundtrack. Their full-length debut Samsara is their strongest collection of songs to date. Produced by Mark Deutrom and released through Riding Easy Records, the masterwork is a stripped down, electric blues fuzzfest and begs to be heard live. After a steady touring schedule that’s seen the band share the stage with international acts such as: Kadavar, Orchid, Fu Manchu, High On Fire, NAAM, Orange Goblin, Pentagram and Dead Meadow guarantees The Well are contenders. 

“Writing dark, ominous music is how I deal with life,” admits Ian. “When we play live it’s like expelling the demons.” At a time when rock music is fading among the masses, The Well injects an intoxicating dose of raw adrenaline into a fatigued genre. Their nostalgic reverence, simple structure and modern expression put them at the forefront of today’s heavy rock.
 
Samsara is released via RidingEasy Records on 23rd September 2014.

iTunes preorder - https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/samsara/id903208953?ls=1
  
The Well:
Ian Graham – Guitarist/Vocalist
Lisa Alley – Bass/Vocalist
Jason Sullivan – Drums
 
Web– thewellband.com
Bandcamp– thewellaustin.bandcamp.com
Facebook – www.facebook.com/thewellband
Twitter– twitter.com/thewellband
Instagram– instagram.com/thewellband

Samsara

Mortal Bones

BUY ON ITUNES

The Well -  Mortal Bones

Fino A Ieri Sera..

please also check my YouTube Channel:
https://youtu.be/9_uSWmEd2gU

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砂の城
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ずいぶん　狭くなった
路地を　今日も　歩いてる

さっき　すれ違った
唄い続ける　聖者たち

悲しむなら そよ風のなか
微笑むなら 夕陽の丘


いつか　崩れ去った
約束の　砂の城

さっき　すれ違った
顔のない　人の群れ

流離うなら 大地の上
留まるなら さざ波の岸


誰を　想い　跳び込む
それほどまでに　自由を

誰の　幸せのため
何故に　その雲は
暗く　重く　どかない


ずいぶん　遠くなった
星を　今日も　眺めてる

さっき　すれ違った
踊り続ける　賢者たち

企むなら 暗闇の底
憂うなら 大空の下


誰を　想い　跳び込む
それほどまでに　自由を

誰の　幸せのため
何故に　その雲は
暗く　重く　どかない

砂の城 / sandcastle

please also check my YouTube Channel:
https://youtu.be/Ea28pQL7N6g

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凹凸　concave and convex
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会えば きっと 消える 僕ら
凹凸が　まるで　合致してる
さらけだしたままの声をしまう箱は何処？

最大級の 警戒もむなしく
時に 水面は 荒れ狂い
積み上げた なけなしの 粒子を 飲み込んだ

会えば きっと 消える 僕ら
好きなことだけで 暮らしていけるほど
都合よく できてない 思考回路

最大級の 警戒もむなしく
時に 嵐は 吹き荒れ
まとまりかけた 闇と言葉 蹴散らした

どこからやってきたのだろう
その記憶すら　ない

会えば きっと 消える 僕ら
凹凸が　まるで　合致してる
さらけだしたままの声をしまう箱は何処？

最大級の 警戒もむなしく
時に 水面は 荒れ狂い
積み上げた なけなしの 粒子を 飲み込んだ

concave & convex

AppleMusic

凹凸 / concave & convex

You’ve found the back catalogue. The newer stuff is here - https://on.soundcloud.com/Cr2XyvmoY8dt4RvJ8

The Return of Bad Norman

John King (The Frontier Years)

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