Fall
into me
Feel my weight
Let it overtake your feet
Under me
Where the water is clean

Lo,
sunder me
through the stones
with the river at my feet
Underneath
Where the water is clean

Oh, though it seems
that the currents slake the reeds
Pull the salt right out of the seeds

Let it bloom
Let it bleed
Let it out
Watch me soak into your seams
Underneath
Where the water is clean

Fold into the sound
A shuttered breath in my mouth
And you draw the needle through
Pull my golden thread into you

Ooh, ooh, let the current carry you
Ooh, ooh, wash anew
Ooh, ooh, feel that anchor coming loose
Pull my golden thread into you

Fall
into me
Feel my weight
Let it overtake your feet
Under me
Where the water is clean

Lo,
sunder me
through the stones
with the river at my feet
Underneath
Where the water is clean

Orphan Seeds (8-Track Demo- Lots of mistakes)

Lights out
a face in the crowd
where we drown into the ever

She was gone without a trace

Full sound
betrayed by the ground
whose ties we're like to sever

And she went laughing to the grave

And a sole red oak leads to the pathway
to a lonely clearing in the glade
where a dress--sage green--
worse for the wear but buried beneath
and only the wildflowers know the way

Smoke in my lungs but baby, you taste like--

Imogen
would you run with me?
Let the engine seize and just go?

Baby, Imogen
would you run with me?
We'll let the orphan seeds take us home

Smoke in my lungs, but baby you taste like nothing

Next town
Folded and found
but the solace there was fleeting

screaming static in the clay

Laid out
Brace for the shout
and a tell-tale heart still beating

Only silence where she laid

And a sole red oak leads to a pathway
to a lonely clearing in the glade
where a dress--sage green--
worse for the wear but buried beneath
and only the wildflowers know the way

Smoke in my lungs but baby, you taste like--

Imogen
would you run with me?
Let the engine seize and just go?

Baby, Imogen
would you run with me?
We'll let the orphan seeds take us home

Smoke in my lungs, but baby you taste like nothing

Hello everybody. I'm re-posting Castles here so that it floats to the top of the site. It's a fine song by Jayson Draper that was recorded in my little studio a few years ago. Wish you the best, Jayson. Enjoy.

Castles

xoxo (CW) Alex

Well, nobody was expecting this.

My plan for today's post was to go hit the downtown for another harvest. However, before I could do that, I ran out of light. The new Tomb Raider may or may not have been involved. Nobody really knows.

So I found myself in the dark with no post. I sat down at my kit to practice for a bit and clear my mind. And then Hue came into my brainwaves, clear as a bell. But weird. Well, this was as good as anything. And what's more, I can finally make a nice preset for a brushed snare. So, since I was already at the drums, I started there; recording the whole piece on memory power. (Memory Power Activate!)

A little electric bass, a little electric guitar, a little vocal action, and I was in business. Actually that clocked me until midnight, abouts. Rolled it into the workspace, and sat down for a quick and dirty mix. Recently, the boys and I have gotten into some pretty powerful mastering tools, and they are sweet as candy. But more powerful than the tools, it turns out, is the 300 page book that explains how to use them (This was Dan's Xmas present to me and I love it). One of the most important pieces to the puzzle is the industry-standard signal chain that goes on the master track. So, being the lo-budget, lo-fi fiend that I am, I decided to try the super hi-fi signal chain, but with the run-of-the-mill, stock plugins.

Books, I think you'll agree, are really good things.

Hue

xoxo (CW) Alex

PS: The signal chain is eq, multipresser, post eq, exciter, stereo spread, reverb, adaptive limiter. Keep the change, ya filthy animal. :D

We are the Wolfgang and we are stronger together.

I realize this is a strange way to start a post about an Eastern Shore release, but roll with me for a second. There was a show we played this year where the opener was missing some integral piece of equipment and they just took off like the wind. And we were like, oh. After a beat, everyone was just looking at me, like "Make me a bicycle, clown!" So I did my best. I pointed at a few people from various Wolfgang Family bands, called the audible, got up there, and jammed out a set.

You're expecting me to say it was super groundbreaking and we really impressed everyone, and Morgan Freeman burst through the door with a slow clap. Honestly, it was just a few people I knew and trusted, and we made some weird music on the fly. What's more important is what it wasn't. It wasn't us all standing around waiting for the clock to tick while the house music played. We made a band, out of other bands, and music came out.

We're closing in on a year of Wolfgang and Sons, and it still takes me forever to explain what we do. But, turns out, it's very simple. We look out for each other. That's what we do. No more, no less.

This track is called Lullaby. It happened because, on a Wednesday, I pointed at some musicians (specifically, the members of Eastern Shore: Jayson, Jeff, and Roland). On a Saturday, those musicians showed up at the Blue Room, and everybody did their part. We shared the weight, and the task got lighter. And on a Sunday, I stirred it together with a wooden spoon. I don't know if it's perfect, but we made it, and, well, that's enough for me.

Lullaby.

xoxo (CW) Alex