weirding way

Folktale

Recorded in the Spring and Summer of 2013 in our ramshackle home full of dust and splinters and various house pets as evidenced by the album picture.  The lizard in the picture has since died.  Have a moment of silence.  We multi-tracked the shit out of everything between Ashley and I (Michael)  - in fact the only track played by anyone else was hand claps by Bret Vovk and the bass line for Beware played by house mate and fellow vagabond river rat George Prescott.  This is our first album, first of many to follow.  Our second album Whore Bomb will be released by late spring early summer of this year of our Lard 2014.  

The Doneofits - Er So (2013)

Chillin' Tunes |

"Turn Your Color" appears on Campfire Songs, Out Now.

iTunes- https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/campfire-songs-ep/id695132938?ign-mpt=uo%3D4
LP/CD- http://bit.ly/25zYoOl

Website:  http://wearethemen.blogspot.com/
http://www.sacredbonesrecords.com/collections/the-men

TOUR DATES: http://bit.ly/256ZSjV

The Men "Turn Your Color"

Jane Weaver
Intiaani Kesä
DIM008

Originally commissioned as incidental cues for a short film by Helsinki based designer Paola Suhonen, Intiaani Kesä (Indian Summer) by multi-instrumentalist Jane Weaver has since grown into a fully formed project lending itself to a number of further cinematic productions and creative applications . Appearing alongside Demdike Stare and Brigitte Fontaine in the vampire film Kiss Of The Damned by Xan (daughter of John) Cassevetes and recut and performed as an alternative rescore to Eiichi Yamamoto's Belladonna Of Sadness for various live performances, this set of well-crafted themes takes it's brazen influences of Nicolai, Dell'Orso, Alessandroni and Daniella Casa back to their purest analog recording origins with startling effect. Recorded in an old vicarage near the Peak District, housing a unique analogue experimental studio, Intiaani Kesä hears Weaver deploy a wide range of instruments including tubular bells, bowed guitars, vintage Goblinised Roland string synths, detuned pianos, church bells, Roland guitar synths, harpsichords and ex-Radiophonic Workshop custom equipment as accompaniment to wordless and onomatopoeic chorale vocals recorded on valve microphones with space echo, sonic room reverbs and bespoke experimental tape delays. Made in a disciplined and unforgiving environment without modern technological shortcuts these self-initiated creative research prototypes were not initially intended for commercial release but are thankfully gathered here as songs in there own right independent of context.

Jane Weaver - Parade Of The Blood Red Sorrows

Randolph's Leap -  Light Of The Moon

Sea Lion introduces the world to her music via 'Sanna's Song', a haunting ode to a friend. 
Recorded at home, in her bedroom in Gothenburg, Sweden, 'Sanna's Song' showcases the mesmerising voice of Sea Lion (real name Linn Osterberg) within a slow-burning ballad built on finger-picked guitar and warm, analogue organ.
Sea Lion will be supporting Cate Le Bon on her UK Tour which begins this week, including an appearance in front of a sold out crowd at Islington Assembly Hall, London.

6 Feb /// Ramsgate Music Hall, Ramsgate 
7 Feb /// Islington Assembly Hall, London (SOLD OUT)
8 Feb /// The Gate, Cardiff (SOLD OUT)
10 Feb /// Junction 2, Cambridge
11 Feb /// Leaf Cafe, Liverpool
12 Feb /// Broadcast, Glasgow
13 Feb ///The Sage, Gateshead
15 Feb /// The Deaf Institute, Manchester (SOLD OUT)
16 Feb /// The Brudenell Social Club, Leeds
17 Feb /// Komedia, Brighton
18 Feb /// Hare & Hounds, Birmingham
19 Feb /// Colston Hall, Bristol

Cobra’s Eyes

Sanna's Song

Video for the original draft of Sugar: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrR2Woei8RI

Lyrics:
The hills and the streets of the town
Are rolling along and you're with me
Laughing and smoking and screaming at the radio
Breathing sighs under those clouds

Sugar bees swimming in your eyes
Black hair pulled back and flowing down
Look to the sky see what we found
At your feet I lay myself down

At your feet I lay myself down
At your feet I lay myself down
At your feet I lay myself down

Feeling cold in teh moring chill
When spirits show no mercy on either one of us
Well just reach out and let it pull you right in
Cause I feel it like a twister in my heart

I feel it like the thunder and the rain
I feel it like angelic silence when all is shut off
I feel it like a weight that has set me free
I feel it like a mountain in the glass ice rain

Your hair is the color of all life
And all the joy it brings

At your feet I lay myself down
At your feet I lay myself down
At your feet I lay myself down

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Sugar - from Er So

Trembling Hands

The Message.  (please use Headphone for optimum sound)

same spaghetti thrown harder

debut single from Cults. available on Forest Family

02 Most Wanted

Yes, Virginia

Dresden Dolls - My Alcoholic Friends

Offered as metaphor and delivered as analogy...

The Blizzard That Birthed Her is the continuing echo of this year’s Home Normal success, Book Of The Folded Forest. Birthed as two original Orla Wren tracks ‘Five Acre Ladder’ and ‘Mountains And Wishbones’ which were recorded in the same session, Tui then worked the cello, bass and vo- cals of Aaron Martin into two alternative versions of each track, making up the 4 tracks on the 10” vinyl for Facture.

He then offered the same to Isnaj Dui who contributed some flute for him to then create the two versions with her as guest. To complete the companion 8 track letter pressed CD version the two "reprise" versions were created by Tui utilizing parts from the other tracks.

Mastered precisely by James Plotkin, the project is released as a limited edition run of 300 copies designed by Daniel Crossley; 4 track 10” vinyl on reverse board heavy card with printed inner sleeves with designs by Montreal designer Urban9, download code, 8 track
4-panel letter pressed CDs with wrap-around letter pressed bands, 4 prints resting inside typed/ numbered glassine photo bags, 2 x double sided prints, pressed flowers, all resting inside large scented letter pressed envelopes with beautiful artwork again by Urban9.

To accompany the album an exclusive promo film was made for the track Five Acre Ladder (re- prise) by Lumacell. And a very special exclusive bonus track The Cup Of Remembered Things is also included as a free download.

A returned honour of growth and loss, this album complements her predecessor as an expressive companion piece requiring little explanation.

Release Date: 01.12.13

www.fac-ture.co.uk
www.orlawren.eu

Orla Wren - Five Acre Ladder ( Reprise )

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGJ7yawOILk&feature=youtube_gdata

Album: Er So
Release Date: Summer 2013

Lyrics:
There's a bat on my shoulder
That cries to the a.m.
As mild as a child he flaps off
To some night filled land

The windows glow yellow
So friendly in their
I'm left with a claw full of phone poles
BEWARE!

The road is a vessel 
The pulse and the drive

See what comes up in the end
See what comes up in the end 
See what comes up in the end
            (my friend)

All of God's children are swinging 
Out between those dunes
They're led by a series of voices 
From discordanent rooms

The road is a vessel
Dark pulse and dark drive
The road is a vessel 
Dark pulse and dark drive

See what comes up in the end
See what comes up in the end
See what comes up in the end
                   (my friend)

(then lots of screaming and carrying on)

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See What Comes Up in the End - from Er So

Grandpa Song - from Er So

Album: Er So
Release Date: Summer 2013

Lyrics:
There's mercy at last
When the skies overcast
And it rains

A furious flood
Heartbeat pounds out its blood
Through my veins

Like an anvil striking 
The core of a spark
Hot cobalt smell in my hair

Best beware!
Best beware

I saw it at last 
When the lightening did flash
On the hill

In that quick light
Were tracks of tears 
Smearing faces in a chill

God fears nothing 
Like I used to fear
And I don't fear anymore

Best beware!
Best beware

Nativity screams
Through the darkest of dreams
To explain

The crowd will sigh
In shock as the wine
Spills and stains

All these years been 
A dog snarling quick
Pulling at the dope like a cross

Best beware!
Best beware

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Beware - from Er So

Album: Er So
Release Date: Summer 2013

Lyrics:
See the evening star
Tiz a beauty mark
By the twilight face
Over the interstate

Take my dreams out west
Take from what is best 
Dump it over rooves
Through every scratch and groove
Through every scratch and groove
Through every scratch and groove

Got the radio whispering
Got the radio whispering (oh no)
Got the radio whispering

Wish to take a piece 
Of this moments ease
Stay here for all time
Till minutes break the spine

Bouncing back it seems
We're flooded in new dreams 
And what we could not take
Is drowning in a lake
At the bottom of that lake
At the bottom of that lake

Got the radio whispering
Got the radio whispering (oh no)
Got the radio whispering

I'm the surface of the moon
Craters are my words
Torn into a divot
Made by moving time

And what I cannot rhyme
Will not be remembered 
Will float into the dark
Will become extinct

See the evening star
Tiz a beauty mark
By the twilight face 
Over the interstate

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