Clear Sky Relapse

by Swallows

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I don't wanna come down I'm riding high up in blue Caught up in the jet stream See the contrails drift behind me Some strange clear sky relapse A moment's grace, a camera's flash Waiting for the crash I can't help but see the sights Of a 12-gauge shotgun Locked onto its target I’m a bird without a future A stone's throw from the end I could lift up and take flight Try to save my own skin But I don't wanna come down I don't wanna come down I just wanna be right I just wanna be right I just wanna be right here No I won't disappear No I won't disappear I hope the wind will catch me And carry me to happy Where I stop repeating Thoughts like records skipping Forwards backwards jumping Caught between the grooves 'til I Only hear the static The sound of my heart pumping The flutter of wings too weak to fly No I won’t come down I don't wanna come down I just wanna feel right I just wanna feel right I just want to be right here No I won’t disappear I just wanna feel right I just wanna feel right I just want to be right Here
2.
Sleep, lay thee down to sleep Cover your ears The wild men out prowling Tonight the full moon is bright The Harvest Home come It’s time for rejoicing So, don’t let them break down the door Don’t let them rattle them bones Tonight, old bogies will haunt The vineyards will flow The demons come calling Burn, their fires will burn With reckless delight They’ll dance ’til the morning So, don’t let them break down the door Don’t let them rattle them bones Howl, hear the wind howl The time will come soon For long winter slumbers But tonight, the wild men will fright And all will delight At the Wicker Man’s burning So, don’t let them break down the door Don’t let them rattle them bones Peace, child, wait for the dawn Sleep, child, and demons be gone
3.
01:27
Oh, Lord, I want to go home Oh, Lord, I want to go home Feel it deep down in my bones Oh, Lord, I want to go home These legs too tired to roam These arms can’t lift no more This heart done turn to stone Oh, Lord, I want to go home
4.
Staring at this hole in the ground I could slip right in without a sound Down where things get lost and never get found Smoke around this hole in the ground Where I'm standing Is deeper than I want to be Where I'm standing Is deeper than I want to be Is deeper than I want to be Is deeper than I want to be But I will not burn I will not burn Cannot move 'cause I'm on guard And I won't stop until the last beat of my heart Falling is easy, so I have to make it hard Please don't let me drop my guard Where I'm standing Is deeper than I want to be Where I'm standing Is deeper than I want to be Is deeper than I want to be Is deeper than I want to be But I will not burn I will not burn
5.
It’s late The air is thick as a blanket We set sail against a new moon The deck is cloaked in its pallid light I watch the souls congregating Around a starboard light I used to long uncharted worlds Now I’d settle for some peace of mind I feel the wheelhouse churning Mechanics in motion The last outpost of the living world Shimmers in and out of sight I’ve lost my taste for eternity But you’ve got to stick at something Tick, tock, another hour off the clock Counting down to nothing I wish I could turn this ship around I take a long drag off my cigarette Gaze over water deep and still I can hear the sirens’ call Echoing through the netherworld We all wait for our turn To lie down and claim defeat We brace ourselves for the sucker punch That will drop us to our knees I wish I could turn this ship around Only time knows what’s lost It’s late, I check our bearings And chart a course for the hidden deep Sometimes you’ve got to stop yourself from hearing Hope is a vanity and it will make you bleed I said hope is a vanity and it will make you bleed I wish I could turn this ship around I wish I could turn this ship around
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06:04
Drowning man High water Hard winds Blind rain I don’t know why I won’t lend a hand I don't know why Red clay Cracked broken River Dry dust bone The sweat on my fingers Sucked up by the noon sun The fields lie fallow River - dry dust bone Sky bleeds Redemption Hard earth Gives way High water Moves swiftly Over thirsty Low lands It came to me like a new horizon Came to me It came to me like a new horizon Came to me and washed away my pain

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AVAILABLE FOR DOWNLOAD ONLY: Physical EP is out of print

The Clear Sky Relapse EP features songs written for the "Covert Transmissions" collection

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Clear Sky Relapse (EP)

RATING: ***** (5 out of five stars)

Review by Dave Griffiths: Appears in Buzz Magazine (Australia) and Cross Culture (Australia)

It seems fitting that Minnesota based folk rockers Swallows have gone with a bright sun on their Clear Sky Relapse EP because it really does feel like a new dawn when you give this album a listen. It is a stunning surprise.

The title track ('Clear Sky Relapse') has to make it onto people's Top Ten tracks of the year lists… it is amazing and really shows what a vocal talent Jeff Crandall is…why this track isn't being played on more radio stations is beyond me.

Crandall gets gruffer on 'Rattle Them Bones' and the music flows taking the listener along on a journey. 'Home' really does feel like the odd song out here. It's very blues-country sound seems to take something away from the other tracks on the EP.

The very slow 'I Will Not Burn' allows the listener to really realise just how much emotion Crandall gets from his voice (honestly you have to hear it to believe it) while Aaron Kerr's cello playing on 'Ballad Of Charon' really gives the track an amazing mood. The beautiful 'High Water' then closes an EP that is truly a great listen.

Swallows make folk-rock sound heavenly… and Clear Sky Release is one of the EPs of the year!

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Clear Sky Relapse (EP)

Stuart A. Hamilton, Zeitgeist (UK),
December 27, 2010
It’s been a couple of years since we heard from Minneapolis/St. Paul rockers, Swallows. That was back when they released the delightfully titled Songs for Strippers (And Other Professions). That was a goodie, “a collection of inspirational songs honouring strippers and burlesque dancers everywhere.” With added cowbell.

Well they’re back with a follow-up and what it lacks in lotion it makes up for in slightly grubby, blues-tinged, American rock. It’s a wee bit rootsy with lots of acoustic instrumentation, offset by the always listenable, albeit raspy voice of Jeff Crandall.

They’re still in love with the sound of The Bad Seeds / Grinderman / Tom Waits, which is two thirds of a good thing, so tunes like ’Rattle Them Bones’, ’I Will Not Burn’ and ’[Ballad] Of Charon’ make for very pleasant listening. Although never easy.

It’s only a mini-album, 25 minutes long, but good things often come in small packages.

credits

released August 21, 2010

jeff crandall - vocals, guitar, piano
aaron kerr - cello, bass
tyson allison - vocals, guitar
ben steen - drums
mike nordby - percussion
frank spencer - guitar

all songs written, arranged and performed by swallows

recorded at covert transmissions, st. paul, mn,
gildersound, forest lake, mn

recording produced by
jeff crandall and swallows

recording engineered by
randy gildersleeve and jeff crandall

recording mastered by
randy gildersleeve

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