Recorded, engineered, and produced by Dave DeCristo of Signal Kitchen at Rebel Yell Studios in Crafsbury, Vermont. Album overdubs recorded at Wonderpark Studios in Brooklyn, NY. Album art by Ellie Liota.

Special thanks to Carrie Frey (viola), Julia Henderson (cello), Aiden Dolan (electric guitar). Infinite love to our supporters on Kickstarter, who helped this album come to fruition.

For Izzy, who fearlessly embraced this great, expansive world and loved it with all of her soul.

Lyrics:
This all feels faintly familiar
All ten of my toes, kissing the heal of the earth
Sensations of souls and sparkling sands on my skin
Left traces of song that the silence swept up with the wind

And all that I loved and all that I lost was a memory
These are the hands that were home
When I couldn’t sleep

I’m weighing it down, ah ah, I’m lifting it up
All the while thinking that this is hardly enough
I’m searching for sound, ah ah, I’m taking it back
Any trace of my name will appear through the shape of the sands

And all that I knew was all that I had formed from memory
These were the hands that were home
When I couldn’t sleep

(follow me)

These were your hands in our home
When I couldn’t sleep
These were your hands in our home 
When I couldn’t sleep

These were your hands in our home

Still to Be Ours

White Sands

Recorded, engineered, and produced by Dave DeCristo of Signal Kitchen at Rebel Yell Studios in Crafsbury, Vermont. Album overdubs recorded at Wonderpark Studios in Brooklyn, NY. Album art by Ellie Liota.

Special thanks to Carrie Frey (viola), Julia Henderson (cello), Aiden Dolan (electric guitar). Infinite love to our supporters on Kickstarter, who helped this album come to fruition.

For Izzy, who fearlessly embraced this great, expansive world and loved it with all of her soul.

Lyrics:
Oh, mountain sun,
Where do you stand when I choose to run?
I made a home in your bed
Held your dirt in my hands
I should sit here instead

I am but still as your setting heart parts
A laughter complacent to the silence we sought
When I disappear will you fall behind
The walls that have promised to show me the light

Oh, mountain sun
I have come here to roam
‘Round the world we’ve forgotten
Drown me, this ineffable place
Where my body awakes
And I’m far, far away

I sit on your throne as your light finds the rocks
A darkness adjacent to the caverns you fought
When I disappear, will you fall behind?
The walls that have promised to bring me to life?

Badlands

Lyrics:
Make me a lover of the night
I promise I will try to be better in the day 
Close up the chest that keeps me warm
Stitch me up when I’m torn on a new wild escape

I fly with two suns
This all makes me swell
I find that darkness has helped

Make me a lover of the night
The echo of the sky, diving into the lake
Shine a familiar divide that aims inside my mind 
in such a peculiar haze

I’m bound to the mountains eye
and I fly with two suns
I found that darkness was one

I turn to boundless streams
They know me so well
I learned of loss as the night fell

Twilight

Recorded, engineered, and produced by Dave DeCristo of Signal Kitchen at Rebel Yell Studios in Crafsbury, Vermont. Album overdubs recorded at Wonderpark Studios in Brooklyn, NY. Album art by Ellie Liota.

Special thanks to Carrie Frey (viola), Julia Henderson (cello), Aiden Dolan (electric guitar). Infinite love to our supporters on Kickstarter, who helped this album come to fruition.

For Izzy, who fearlessly embraced this great, expansive world and loved it with all of her soul.

Lyrics:
Something's out there with the wings that hold my tongue 
I have been tricked into this bliss that I don't want 
For there were cold and biting forces by my feet 
I heard but one, told me to run before I breathe 

Then the towers come 
And I see everything at once 
Was this the world I burned for love? 

Righteous sins break my skin, 
Turn me to dust 
But I can taste the sweet release of moving on 
Distant shadows dance for all I do not see 
But my reflection sings my name 
So I'll never leave 

Then the towers climb 
And all at once I know this light 
I must go before they rise 

This mayhem has turned, like these chains on my chest 
As I run towards the door 
This touch is inviting, 
But I must admit that it hurts to explore 

Now I don't feel much, 
But the sting of this rust 
At the foot of my jaw 

And I'll see you again, 
When it's time to pretend 
That the towers will fall.

Towers

Devil's Lettuce

Thunder Don't Run

Spirit Drifter

Once

Thoughts from Home

What Story Can You Tell Me?

Dirty Bird hails from the concrete woodlands of New York City, and consists of Christie Belanger, Melissa Escudero, Natasha Thweatt, Julia Conrad, Nick Katz, and Blake Suben. Though the band is young, each member has spent his or her life grounded in music. With roots going back to New York’s renowned arts school LaGuardia High School, the members of Dirty Bird reconnected in 2016, and in true New York style bring a wide variety of musical backgrounds—ranging from jazz to bluegrass to classical—together in one vibrant and wholly original folk sound.

Since forming, the band has presented powerful performances to venues around the Northeast, including Rockwood Music Hall, Mass MoCa and Radio Bean, and the Northside Music Festival. Dirty Bird brings both new and long-devoted audiences intimate, poetic lyrics charged by three-part harmony and lively, distinctive arrangements. Soulful, harmonious, and ever-evolving, Dirty Bird’s music redefines what it means to be a folk band.

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