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The Animal Demos E​.​P.

by Old Century Blood

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1.
I don’t want to be, just another casualty Like the modern world, overdosed on energy So I refuse the enterprise Full of promise and full of lies And head for the hills Time may heal but a schedule kills A prayer without words Slowing down until I’ve heard What the earth might say In a language older than the one today Chorus Oh I’m wasted, dried and skeletal Culture is a cage and I’m just another animal If all you see is light, your as blind as those that see none at all When the light was lost, I was being asked to heed a deeper call The western ways, put machinery in my heart But what makes me love, was given to me in the dark Repeat Chorus The dulcet dusk is a lover that I rarely see Blazing gold- until the blackness covers thee Death will come- but first I want to say that I found love Just as water springs- from a place if you dig enough I was wasted- but alive I felt it all Culture was a cage and I was just another animal
2.
I refused to hear the spirits, so they cut my hearing in half No I listen closer with the one ear I still have I guess it does me good in this ugly duckling phase Me so inchoate, trying to learn these new ways The sun’s gone down, the fog has rolled in Make me a smoke, make an offerin’ (chorus) The tin crickets in my ear- have me listening from the inside Listening for all that goes unheard I squinted that ear, pointed it down towards the earth Hoping for a story from my ancestors For months I heard nothing- thought maybe I’d been misled But I never stopped listening for the voices of the dead And now the bay leaves are my blanket, the oak arch is my roof I think I feel something, but I got no proof (chorus) The tin crickets in my ear- have me listening from the inside Listening for all that goes unheard We could never know- it would mean what it did When we stayed up all night, around that fire pit Talking about ghosts and giving them names Like the names of our fathers and the ghosts of bad days Somehow in the night, something was released I’m stil angry but its softened by grief (alt. Chorus) The tin crickets in my ear- now sweetly sing my praise Chirping in the night of my heart- that it won’t always be this way
3.
I’m a good dog- she makes me a good dog. And I can’t wait til she gets home Yah I’m a good dog, and I listen well When I see her face- I wag my tail I’m a good dog. And I won’t run away. I’m a good dog, I come when I’m called I work hard and I won’t drop the ball Because I’m a good dog, I bark at strangers To let her know that I sense danger I’m a good dog. And I won’t run away. But in the summer nights I can smell the wolves Remember from where I came Just like them I may howl at the moon But I know it’s not the same Yah I know I’m not the same Cause I won’t run away. Cause I won’t run away. Cause I won’t run away.
4.
From the mouth of a babe stuck the mouth of a snake A song to the world that screams of all that’s at stake Wounded little bird, this is your lot To live your life having already been got You can take the boy away from his mother But the mother can’t be taken out of the other It was always you and me, against my struggling heart I pushed and I pulled but couldn’t tear us apart Chorus I can taste the chemicals I can hear the scream I can feel your worry As it becomes my own I can feel the sadness That left us both alone. Oh burrowed mother, you could only watch from the side Immobilized by sorrow as I was eaten alive (but I’m still alive) Oh feathered father, you provided for your son But go on and grow old, for now he provides for one And one day that blessed snake- that taught us to love Will finally get it’s way and I’ll have to give it up My body though poisoned will feed the cycle embedded That none of us escape, to which all of us are embedded I can taste the chemicals I can hear the scream I can feel your worry As it becomes my own I can feel the sadness That left us both alone Do I fight against this? Or do I just let go?
5.
I finally found a way out By pondering the bullfrog Who’s pondering his fate in an angry world Who’s pondering his fate as the flood draws near chorus I ride out the cycles – I engage myself I ride out the circles- I will be okay The wind blows soft, Gold and purple blanket me, but dark clouds are ahead I’m pondering my fate in an angry world I’m pondering my fate as the flood draws near chorus I ride out the cycles – I engage myself I ride out the circles- I will be okay

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a lot of time in the woods.

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released March 28, 2019

All songs recorded in November 2018 and March 2019. All music and lyrics by Christopher James except on Bullfrog which includes Ila Rosa on Bass/Vocal, Clare McBride on Violin/Vocal and J-Star on Drums/Vocal. Bullfrog was recorded by Geoffrey Mays at Soring Hart Studios in Eugene, Oregon back in 2005.
Cover Art Jen Parr

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Old Century Blood is the creation of Christopher James Bowers. He's been performing for over 25 years as a solo act and with various bands. He has shared the stage with such acts as Bill Frisell, Kirana Peyton, Joni Davis, and Jessie Sykes and the Sweet Hereafter. Old Century Blood is porch poetry written with inkblot inklings of grief and joy, a melancholy lust for life. ... more

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