“The other day, upon the stair, I passed a man who wasn’t there. 
He wasn’t there again today – I wish that man would go away.” 
-Paraphrased from Hughes Mearnes’ ‘Antigonish’.


released 13 October 2014 

Ruby Cikada is: 

Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and Vocals on all tracks, Keyboard on tracks 2,7, + 8, Mandolin on Track 7, and Drums on Track 4. 

Aniqa Qadir – Vocals on all tracks except #5. 

James Atin-Godden – Bass and Backing Vocals, Keyboard on Track 4. 

Daniel Staples – Drums on all tracks except Track 4 and Bonus Track.

All songs (with exception of Bonus Track) written by Lennox C.B and performed/ arranged by Ruby Cikada. 

With special guest: 
Alex Gage – Bass and background vocals on Track 4. 

BONUS TRACK (the Grocery song): 
Written by Lennox C.B. and Chris Debellis 
Chris Debellis – Lead Guitar 
Leo Orlov – Lead Guitar 
Lennox C.B. – Vocals, Guitar, and Drums 
Aniqa Qadir – Vocals 
James Atin-Godden – Bass and Backing Vocals. 
Ryan Cassar – Backing Vocals 
Recorded, Produced and Mixed by Ryan Cassar. 

Production: 
Aaron Corbet – Producer and Engineer on all tracks except 4 and bonus track. 

Ryan Cassar - Producer, Engineer, and backing vocals on tracks 4 and bonus track. 

Daniel Staples – Mastering for all Tracks. 

Adam Trout - Album Art, Design, and Band Logo. 

For more info, www.facebook.com/RubyCikada 

Special Thanks to the Staples' family!


Magicikada

Ruby Cikada

Dead Man’s blues along a trench line, hear the bullets hiss and shrapnel whine 
How bout a chorus for the firing line? Put em to tombs just a matter o’time. 
Spinal rupture from a thunderclap, fallout burned a hole in the sack. 
Feel the love from your M16 – once she gets a purring she’s a mean machine. 

Maggot rhyme, death bell chime, crows are fine, over to dinner at the losing side. 

Brewing bloodbaths with the toxic rain, 
Pour it over till it bleach the stain. 
Hell incarnate and the court of heat, 
Be like a rock or be quick on your feet. 

Light the match, itch the scratch. Burn the wick, make it quick. 

Burp or choke now, won’t be for long. Bombs burn up now, blot out the sun. 

Sour Belching from the sea of fire licked the sky as the flames grew higher. 
Spectres out marching on parade, stole a tank for a motorcade. 
Lullabies for lulling slaughter, factory guns seduce the martyr. 
Chemical coated intermission saved my skull from inhibition. 

Maggot rhyme, death bell chime, crows are fine, over to dinner at the losing side. 

Dub me filthy, club me dumb, 
Nothings new under this sun. 
You play cat, I’ll play mouse, 
Only takes two to burn down the house. 

Fan the flame, never wane. Flick the switch, break the stitch. 

Cough or toke now, won’t be for long. Blood stream up now, smoke from a gun. 

Riders backing up the rear today – horsemen watch the battle sway. 
Fly no banner on the shooting ground, waiting on the final trumpet to sound. 

CHORUS END
credits
from Magicikada, released 13 October 2014 
Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and vocals 

Aniqa Qadir – Vocals 

James Atin-Godden – Bass and vocals 

Daniel Staples – Drums 


Produced and Mixed by Aaron Corbett 

Mastered by Daniel Staples

06- Maggot Rhyme

I’ll wait for you, my dear, by the wishing well, it knows a thing or two. 
If you want me to I’ll throw a coin for you, and I’ll tell it just what to do. 
But if you think its dumb or not quite fun, I can always spare the change. 
Though the world is strange, with an odd refrain, I’ll still wish you well. 

Wish you well, I’ll wish you well, with shooting stars and sacred shells. 
Wish you well, I’ll wish you well, with alchemy or mere fantasy. 

So throw a penny down and you’ll hear a wondrous sound, your dreams will sing and soar. 
But if you’re looking bored and not quite up for more, I’ll still wish you well. 

Wish you well, I’ll wish you well, with chicken bones and sacred stones. 
Wish you well, I’ll wish you well, with birthday cakes from outer space. 

But if you’re too old for chance or old romance and magic is a thing of the past, 
I’ll be sitting here without an ounce of fear – I’ll still wish you well…
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from Magicikada, released 13 October 2014 
Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and vocals 




Produced and Mixed by Aaron Corbett 

Mastered by Daniel Staples

05- Wishing Well

Special thanks to Ryan Cassar for his hardwork and dedication; special thanks to Dan Staples, Matt Staples, and Alex Gage for their musical inspiration. 
This song is about falling in love with a Ghost.
lyrics
Violent Violet 
Caught my eye through a one way window. 
Her reflection was all she could see 
As she stared right back at me 
As a smile struggled to break free. 

Violent Violet 
Exchanged dirty words on the phone	
With a friend at the end of the line, 
She thought she could beat her design	
When she caught a drop of mourning in her eye. 

Violent Violet don’t run, sleep where your fruits are won. 
We will meet anon - be reunited as one. 

Violent Violet 
Waits under a streetlight, reserved for two. 
A rendezvous with something new, 
Shadows shrink from her poison hue, 
As a figure stretches into view. 

Violent Violet don’t run, Sleep where your dreams are sung 
Though your days are done you still carry the sun.
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from Magicikada, released 13 October 2014 
Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar, drums, and vocals 

Aniqa Qadir – Vocals 

James Atin-Godden – Bass 

Alex Gage - Guest bass and vocals. 



Produced, Mixed, and Recorded by Ryan Cassar. 

Mastered by Daniel Staples.

04- Violent Violet

Four eyed girl looking both ways on the corner of a four way street. 
The swirl to her eyes made me fantasize of a passion so discreet . 
I spun around on sturdy ground and asked if she had the time. 
‘I would if I could’, she laughed, ‘but I got not a watch or dime’. 
‘That’s too bad’, I said, ‘say how do you get around’? 
‘I’m uptown, goin downtown, got no ride going homeward bound’. 

Her voice was cocked, knotted to snap and trap my innocent ears 
My clumsy walk and bumbling talk gave away a feast of fears 

She said it softly, quite sincerely ‘Hey do you got a car?’. 
I felt disease when she said please I didn’t think we’d gone that far. 
Got my ride and let her inside while she strapped in for the kill. 
Engine growled, gave a howl and rumbled on down the hill. 
Stopped for gas with mind on task as I stepped into the store. 
Heard an engine hum and the shot of a gun as she drove off with a roar. 

Love in transit, railway bandit, renegade on a rocket, 
Played the part when she stole my heart and tried to make a profit.
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from Magicikada, released 13 October 2014 
Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and vocals 

Aniqa Qadir – Vocals 

James Atin-Godden – Bass 

Daniel Staples – Drums 



Produced and Mixed by Aaron Corbett 

Mastered by Daniel Staples

03- Love In Transit

I saw her today as I looked the other way. 
Down in the subway she held my gaze in sway. 
Seconds stopped and took in a breath.	
All the world seemed stunned frozen in death 

It’d be nice to meet you. I would like to know you. 

I saw her again this morning - passed her by the crossing. 
I smiled and blushed as the traffic hummed to a hush. 
Couldn’t place her face nor match her person. 
Though I knew those eyes that much I’m certain. 

I saw her again drifting through my restless dreams 
Her vision had seemed to break in between its shallow seams 
Sleepy eyes could’ve let me dream away. 
When I did I must have missed today. 

It’d be nice to meet you. I would like to know you.
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from Magicikada, released 13 October 2014 
Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar, organ and vocals 

Aniqa Qadir – Vocals 

James Atin-Godden – Bass 

Daniel Staples – Drums 


Produced and Mixed by Aaron Corbett 

Mastered by Daniel Staples

02- It'd Be Nice

The other day, upon the stair, I passed a man who wasn’t there. 
He wasn’t there again today, I wish that man would go away. 
We sat alone, between the two, neither us knew what I knew 
Nor knew north from south Peru, I swore we were but we were who? 

Stranger House, Gotta git outta sight! Stranger House, Can’t sleep here tonight. 

I watched a man alone tonight, chase shadows by candle light 
When candle snuff they go to die - Find a back on which to lie. 

All these walls tell me to run. 
All these halls Rumble like a gun. 
And worst of all I missed the setting sun 

I tripped around a treasure mound, my precious thing could not be found. 
I stumbled down and fell astray - I wish that thing would lose its way. 

Stranger House, Gotta git outta sight. 
Stranger house, can’t sleep here tonight.
credits
from Magicikada, released 13 October 2014 
Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar, and vocals 

Aniqa Qadir – Vocals 

James Atin-Godden – Bass 

Daniel Staples – Drums 


Produced and Mixed by Aaron Corbett 

Mastered by Daniel Staples

01- Stranger House

Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and Vocals. 
James Atin-Godden – Bass, Keyboards,  and Guitar.
Aniqa Qadir – Vocals
Daniel Staples – Drums 

Arranged and Produced by Ruby Cikada
Written by Lennox Campbell-Berzins.
Engineered by Mitch Girio at Slaughterhouse 754
Mixed by James Atin-Godden, Daniel Staples and Kieran Maraj
Mastered by Richard G Benoit


No Regrets, no upsets – looking at you was the best thing yet. 
We locked eyes, to my surprise, in a blink I think I was mesmerized.
I danced, you pranced, for a second I thought I had a chance well, 
You’d hide, I’d sigh, but I wouldn’t let ya say goodbye just yet. 
I’m 	set, 	you 	bet.
Coming at ya plain like a runaway train. 
Truth or dare but, be aware. 
You’re a fox when you shadowbox. 
You shake and quake, gives me an ache I don’t  wanna escape. 
Your thighs graze mine, one more sign and I think I’ll die. 
I like your type, step a little closer cause my fruit is ripe. 
Last call, I stall. I turn around and you’re out the hall (oh well).

Shadowbox

Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and Vocals. 
James Atin-Godden – Bass, Keyboards,  and Vocals.
Aniqa Qadir – Vocals
Daniel Staples – Drums and Vocals

Arranged and Produced by Ruby Cikada
Written by Lennox Campbell-Berzins.
Engineered by Mitch Girio at Slaughterhouse 754
Mixed by James Atin-Godden, Daniel Staples and Kieran Maraj
Mastered by Richard G Benoit

There goes my pretty puppy 
chasing squirrels round the maple trees.
Running wild all through the valley 
As I watch a picture perfect scene. 

Marigolds in bloom,		
Northern wind chiming a tune,
Dreams floating at high noon. 
Winter comes so soon, 
Like the restless moon. 

High in the park x2           Long Before dark        High in the park

Marry me to distant oceans,
Foggy notions of chivalry.
Climbing high through misty mountains
Hidden fountains of gold and green.

Wait on till dark… Hearing all the young dogs bark… summer came and left its mark
With the first monarch…  gliding through the park.

My puppy waits for me now, 
Somewhere near yet somewhere far. 
I’ll follow our path through the valley.
 Lay him to rest under the stars.

Season cards were sent… signed away in merriment… winter came and took ferment.

High In The Park

Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and Vocals. 
James Atin-Godden – Bass, Guitar, and Vocals
Aniqa Qadir – Vocals
Daniel Staples – Drums and Vocals

Arranged and Produced by Ruby Cikada
Written by Lennox Campbell-Berzins.
Engineered by Mitch Girio at Slaughterhouse 754
Mixed by James Atin-Godden, Daniel Staples and Kieran Maraj
Mastered by Richard G Benoit

Mama told me long ago,	 bout the folks she used to know, 
And stories come and stories go, of ancestors high and low.
Like old Germaine who went insane or young Constance who sailed to France,
The toil, wars, and all the scores that lead a boy to find out more. 

Whenever I feel sick or insecure , I think of them and dance a sword dance. 

Theordore a prisoner of war -before the trenches made their gore - 
Opened up a grocery store despite the regal clothes he wore
While Islanders and Mariners wrestled waves and cut-throat gnaves,
The lore of old as good as gold, when evening shines on days of old. 

Young Nancy crossed the sea with five kids and a dowry
While uncle Don was running rum, got lost at sea and towns went numb. 
Or granddad who wore the cloth, went to war and took it off
			
His brother died at 17… buried by a lumber mill canteen…
Another time, another place it seems… Every family has its wounded tree…
Think of them and dance a sword dance!

Sword Dance

Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and Vocals. 
James Atin-Godden – Bass
Aniqa Qadir – Vocals
Daniel Staples – Drums

Arranged and Produced by Ruby Cikada
Written by Lennox Campbell-Berzins.
Engineered by Mitch Girio at Slaughterhouse 754
Mixed by James Atin-Godden, Daniel Staples and Kieran Maraj
Mastered by Richard G Benoit



All the eyes of the world have seen the glory of her face. 
No painter, no believer none can begin to trace.
How could I’ve known she’d come to me to right my wrongs. 
Could she have known I’d praise her here in mortal song. 

She has a way I could never say when she gives me loooove. 
When she’s away I don’t wanna see the day, when she gives me love. 

Command me.     
Subdue me.	
Navigate me.	
Correct me.

Where’d you get those cauldron eyes
Blurring out the lines between the iris and the white
Brewing thunder in their iron base
Leaving not a single trace of the sunken night
Fire flowing through your features as a hero’s might. 

I tend to think of her when the lights go out
All my charge and conscious guards fall into a helpless route
This funny recklessness, this absent mindedness
How long can it really last after weeks have passed.

She Has A Way

“Meanderin’ Blues” is dedicated to the memory of Lenny Breau and Ali Farka Toure.

Lennox Campbell-Berzins – Guitar and Vocals. 
James Atin-Godden – Bass and Keyboard
Aniqa Qadir – Vocals
Daniel Staples – Drums

Arranged and Produced by Ruby Cikada
Written by Lennox Campbell-Berzins.
Engineered by Mitch Girio at Slaughterhouse 754
Mixed by James Atin-Godden, Daniel Staples and Kieran Maraj
Mastered by Richard G Benoit

All night long I’m meanderin’, wear these cloaks like a Paladin. 
All night long I’m meanderin’, swoop and bound like a peregrin. 
All night long I’m meanderin’, pins and needles give me half a grin.
All night long I’m yammerin’, telling tales of the Saladin. 

Golden Tracks on my feet, laugh to scorn a city street.		 
Locomotion like I never knew, sends me down to Timbuktu. 

All night long I’m stammerin’, scaring birds from the looney bin.
All night long I’m ponderin’, how the hell I didn’t fall in. 
All night long I’m blabberin’, asking round for my fellow kin
All night long I’m mentorin’, teachin’ demons how to sin. 

All night long I’m chatterin’, melting minds like they’re made of tin
All night long I’m meanderin’, why don’t you all join?

Meanderin' Blues

Alternative/Experimental Rock band based out of Toronto, ON, Canada.