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Dear Kind Listener- We thank you for taking the time to listen to our music. We hope you find it useful. We all feel grateful to be making this music together and we want to continue to harvest the fruits of our collaboration. We ask that if you did enjoy this demo that you consider buying it, or at least a track or two. All funds will go toward growing our project and more specifically, a full length album. May you be well.

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released February 18, 2016

Vocal/Lyrics/Guitar: Christopher James
Violin/Vocal: Kirana Peyton
Piano/Vocal: Joni Davis
Drums: Jason Berkman
Engineered and Mixed by Gregory Plumb and Joni Davis
Photo by Jennifer Parr

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Old Century Blood California

Born in a yurt, Old Century Blood is indie rockfolk that ebbs and flows with chaos and love. Porch poetry written with inkblot inklings of death and joy. A melancholy lust for life. Vibrant sonic landscapes provide a backdrop to idiosyncratic poetic lyrics, violin solos, and soaring male/female harmonies. This is music to which people can dance, then cry, and then again dance. ... more

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Track Name: Holy, Holy
There’s a way that pleasure is made-
but it no longer works that way

You are lost on your own dark sea
I’m underground waiting for thee

Neither one of us is bringing light
Either one of us- servants of night

Holy holy- the marks are made
Holy holy – how deep the grave

I’m just a boy who’s crying and crying
You’re just a girl who’s running and running

History is made up of repetition
The grooves they guide us into submission

Holy holy- the marks are made
Holy holy – how deep the grave

Hold my love- hold it long enough
Hold my heart- make it hard to let go
Hold my word- listen to its sound
When your cold- remember my embrace

I found a feather and some bones
The bird spirits searching for home

Am I the hawk who on the pigeon feasts
Or am I the pigeon- headless and relieved?

Am I the message or the messenger?
Am I the pilot or the passanger?

Well I know it’s a lesson- I should have learned
I know there’ll a price for THAT

But loneliness took me by the hand
Shapeshifted into a bottle of bad

Holy holy- the marks are made
Holy holy – how deep the grave

Chorus x2
Track Name: The Sunset Taught Me Goodbye
We built a fence to hold back the flood
oh what were we thinking?

Our hearts broke, the words flowed, through our throats
There’s no turning back

We had plans as sure as tattoos
all cut up like feet without shoes
Always walking back to you
I’m tired as dead flowers

It’s that age when cliché can’t move pain
I’ve got a collection of marks, against you, do you care?
Report cards mean nothing you knew I was fronting

(chorus)
The Sunset Taught me Goodbye (x2)
And oh there it goes (x2)

This is different, this is different and strange
But maybe what’s different is me
so sober for a change

Well Im just a shell of a man
I once was, but no more
All strung out on clean slates

I went weeks, beloved beer in my blood
Like a tag on my toe
I came up, for air, found myself
In the middle of nowhere and you certainly weren’t there

(chorus)
The Sunset Taught me Goodbye (x2)
And oh there it goes (x4)
Track Name: Gilded Age
We serve our time on the good earths rind
And try to make life grow

We fall and cry- we too will die
But we’re not dead yet, though we’re badly hurt

(Chorus)
Can’t make your heart what it was before
Accept the break and cry for your new body
Accept the change and walk into your new life

We can no longer save for a rainy day
The endless sun will exact its pay

What’s young is gold and is all the rage
But youth is just a gilded age

(Chorus)
Can’t make your heart what it was before
Accept the break and cry for your new body
Accept the change and walk into your new life

You can’t water land with tears alone
The salt will dry the earth to the bone

So if you kill the bug then you starve the bird
And you give the devil the last word


(Chorus)
Can’t make your heart what it was before
Accept the break and cry for your new body
Accept the change and walk into your new life

Is something lost or is something gained?
All I know, is that I’ve changed!