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Hydrology

by The Gold Rust

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1.
Western Sky 05:36
I was born beneath the wide western sky I was blessed in the clear cold stream I was loved in the roots and the branches Reaching up for you and reaching down for me I’m giving up the things that keep me from you I’m taking off my skin my flesh and bone I throw myself into the wild places I’m giving up on ever finding home I’m looking in and I’m looking down There’re so many ways to give yourself away What if we could get drunk on light? What if we could get high on sound? Love will have its way with you As sure as these rivers turn mountains to sand And the fires will forge a looking glass To see at the end back to where we began
2.
HWY 58 07:04
Supposing I could sleep 100 years What would happen when I wake? Would this forest still remember the way I felt today? Would I think about the consequence? Would I fear the early frost? Or would I split and put my thumb out on Highway 58 Because I’m sick of all your lying I’m still waiting for something true And I’m tired of getting fucked up But not fucking up with you When you called to say the tidal wave Was coming my way I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders Let it carry you away I’ve never climbed the highest mountain I’ve never slept out on the plain I only claim to be an honest man And that doesn’t mean I’m brave And I’m sick of all this worry I’ve been trying for far too long And I’m tired of saying sorry I’ll admit that we are lost I’ve got nothing to protect I’ve got nothing left to save Who’s been casting that rain shadow? Across the desert and the sage? Growing up out on the dry side I’m still waiting for the rain So I walked into the river Let it carry me away
3.
Churning up the ground where our footfalls fell Where the path became a line became a road Waiting for the trees to make the concrete swell And the wild remembers what it use to know And the echo’s of your hallowed ground Will haunt us to the marrow of our bones The river’s getting weary on it’s pathway down As the rain becomes the stream becomes the sea It’s just gathering its strength Before we’re all long gone That river doesn’t need a lullaby from me The circle’s bound to break And the cradle’s about to fall There’s a mighty sound When they bring down the walls If the center holds it just might free us all When the trumpet sounds The stars start swirling around And the howling of the wolves my child Will calm you to the bottom of your soul All good things it seems they’ve gone quiet now As the death becomes the night becomes the dawn The storm is gathering outside the gate my child So I think I’ll just sit and watch it come
4.
It was a Tuesday night when I left La Pine The sky was on fire like velvet and wine I picked them up for a ride The Chad and Josiah The one started taking the other was quiet I just stared out the window Of my chartreuse Ford Pinto The Chad kept on talking Would we get there in time? On a Tuesday night We veered left towards the mountains Where the trees are like giants The Chad finally fell silent On the other side of the reservoir We stopped for some smokes at a Mill City drug store Because Detroit Lake was a misnomer So we dealt with some business Before moving right along On a Tuesday night we drove on towards the ocean Where a 30 ft. Cutter would be sailing by sunrise Out towards the horizon At least that was the plan And we thought it a good one We thought it was grand On a Tuesday night I looked back at Josiah And his head started shaking When we first head the sirens The Chad lit up another I put my foot to the floor Topped her out around 100mph I said a prayer to the Lord And he heard my words and reached down his hand And he carried that Ford Pinto to the Promised Land And we stood there before him On streets paved with gold And the skies were periwinkle and the rivers ran free and cold
5.
Seven Sons and Seven Daughters I held my breath beneath the water my whole life Never meant to take the blame Tell me why it is the tamed always hate the wild Hold me down But hold me steady Sank below the thirsty desert They built a road on top the empty riverbed I wish I’d seen that exit coming In a world where every soldier needs a girl back home Lay down your weapons down Exit Eden
6.
It was almost light You could see the night Hanging on to the east horizon But it lost its grip and began to slip And the West was all was left of him And you could see the moon In their sails at night As they dreamed the old Alhambra And the angels sang as he spoke her name She prayed these words so softly As you sailed away past the Bandon that day And I said I’d love you anyway I cursed the winds that lead you astray From one savage shore to another
7.
I made a ring of marigold In some place you never go I left before the sun came up Lost a button from my coat I got cut up in tangled leaves And found you on the ground I asked you to your face Would you rather have a halo or a crown? I grew my beard out twice as long I was milking goats I cried so hard when I turned them loose On some foreign northern coast Inside I left on all the lights To try and shake the night I would have offered you a drink But I broke that glass of wine I lost my faith in Jesus Christ But kept the Holy Ghost You went to sea as the leaves came out While I was the one to float I spared the child of Abraham You went up in smoke A love song for a lesser god Was the best I ever wrote Your father was a matador Who lived between the wars And the red flags flew And I stood there waiting for you The river carried us along You were right there by my side And the wolves milk on our lips Tasted like the melting of the snow The rain falls on a summer's night That evening you were born As the wind drifts across those northern plains I can hear the cannons roar The Lion and the Unicorn Caught in the Dragon’s Throat And if these wall could speak Would they tell us thing the rocks already know Mother Mary pray for us The stars have lost their light Because I wished upon them all that I someday see An arrow drift in flight Were you the one just standing there Upon the grassy knoll? When I looked back there was nothing left And it felt so long ago And I wonder who you are
8.
9.
12 July 03:39
Magpie! Magpie! Sitting up there on a telephone line Why’d you have to go and let them die? I was all alone on the open road And I saw the Devil standing by himself So I thought I’d stand a while right by his side And the moon did rise and the moon did fall On the forest floor and the city walls And the Devil got dull So I went and found Father Time and he said…. I was all alone on the open sea and I saw the stars Staring back and me, said: “find your own way home son, we ain’t gunna be your guide.” And the waves did rise and the waves did fall And I heard the call of the Albatross Wrapped around the neck of God On the starboard side and God said…. I was all alone in the open flame And I heard a woman call me by my name Was it the Lady in Red? Was it Jesus’ wife? And I felt her hand fall across my back And the Lightning struck and the Thunder clapped And all I know is that I wish that she was mine But she said…. I was all alone in the open sky And I felt the Holy Ghost pass me by Like a southbound bird Running scared from the winters light And the moon turned red and the stars did fall And I stood my ground without a care at all and Father Time said: “Boy, are you ready to take the fall?” So I said…. Magpie! Magpie! Sitting up there like the 12th of July Why’d you have to go and let them die? Magpie! Magpie! You burn them down when you pile them high Why’d you have to go and let them die? Why d'you always have to mock us when we hide?
10.
Pushed our love out past the State line Broken fences faded speed limit signs Memorized one side of your face Miles grow longer as we both search for shade Coyote caught on a barbed wire fence Shining road ahead ain’t nothing left behind Light above in bearing down on bleached white bones Bury myself in this ground Night won’t come Night just won’t fall Remember when we longed for the Sun? Night just won’t fall Wide as the water across the endless sea Deep as the desert dreams Who was listening? Skin of the Ages pulled back for all to see The Melody beneath What else could there be? Colors of Twilight The Names of the Winds Calling them back to me again Do the stars know we are gone? Have they aligned? Or have they all fallen down?
11.
Vulgar Gold 02:18
12.
Red Meadow 04:13
I see the pigs in the forest The river’s a broad winding chorus And I think the gods might adore us For being free I wish this body would lie down And cover the earth without making a sound I’ll be the talk of the whole town For being free Bury my heart in the Meadow I wandered away without missing your shadow I still hear you singing soft and low….

about

Kaycee Anseth: voice, rhodes
C.B. Ó Corcráin: voice, guitar, basúcaí, marxophone, tube tape echo

Jared Nelson Smith: double bass, lap steel, rhodes, omnichord, tube tape echo, marxophone, trumpet, tuba, organ, electric guitar, banjo, voice
Micah Peterson: voice
Nora K.W. Smith: voice
Ricky Newton: drums

The Red Meadow Choir: Alicia Goddammit Renner + Ms. Anna G + Jared + Nora + Harvey + Micah + Cathasach Buidhe

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released October 17, 2016

Recorded Midsummer 2016 at The Tinder Box, Deschutes River Woods, Cascadia, by Jared Nelson Smith.

Produced by Jared Nelson Smith and The Gold Rust
Mixed by Ryan David Staples
Mastered by Gus Elg at Sky Onion Mastering, Portland, Oregon.

Photography by Sarah B. Gilliam

All lyrics and tunes by Kaycee Anseth & C.B. Ó Corcráin

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The Gold Rust Bend, Oregon

just sitting here waiting for the volcanoes. earthquakes. the cold, cold surf. the sunsets when the forests are burning. moonlight above the lava flows. at night. cigarette smoke slowly drifting away when the wind finally stops blowing. slackwater warm. between tennessee and ireland you're just treading water. between the devil and the deep green sea. from one savage shore to another. ... more

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