1. |
Paprika Rose
04:06
|
|||
|
Paprika Rose
she waited in the morning
in her long black dress
strapless no less
Triumph busted beside the road
engine won't go don't like the cold
whoa oh oh Paprika Rose
late in the morning
once a dinner guest
sleepless no less
waiting
waiting
alone out waiting
alone out there
with all the stares
Triumph busted beside the road
engine won't go don't like the cold
whoa oh oh Paprika Rose
|
||||
2. |
Pirouette
03:31
|
|||
|
Pirouette
it’s a good thing I was a dancer
from the stage I’ve been cast upon
with you as star actor and director
having to learn to sing this song
having to dance now upon each far phrase
in this strange pirouette
caressing gently each turn of your days
I have not mastered your step as of yet
I had known such cold choreography
had existed once upon stages past
never that it could be of you or me
never guessing it would last
it’s a good thing I was a dancer
from the stage I’ve been cast upon
with you as star actor and director
having to learn to sing this song
none could save me as I awkwardly creep
not even the loftiest dancer’s leap
|
||||
3. |
Wizard Land
02:57
|
|||
|
Wizard Land
you’re on your way to wizard land don’t slip on the leaves in the portal beforehand
your red jacket the tiny flame in all the green time frame
immaculate yards nary a blemish blown to the edge leaf-blower fetish
on the hill the gentleman rakes in his thin blue shirt his bumpy back aches
tidy piles leaves of a lifetime white hair spikes in wizard paradigm
hunched he holds a heavy weight the water hose and worn-out rake
raggedy shoes caked in mud stomp the lines as he waters the sod
you’re on your way from wizard land trees unfolding like corrugated fans
|
||||
4. |
Coastline
03:09
|
|||
|
Coastline
I’m a white glove
floating above the coastline of Pembrokeshire, Wales
I feel like a puppet on a string
control is not anything that I
can pretend to understand
I’m a white glove
floating above the coastline of Pembrokeshire, Wales
my best friend is a red balloon
but she’s sad she has to leave so soon
on a road that is purple in its nature
her best friend is a green balloon
hiding behind
the face of a compass moon
but back to my coastline tales
I’m a white glove floating above the coastline
if only I could find her
if only she could break free
of the royal decree and float out to sea
where I’d find her the purple road just a memory
in the puppet master’s feeble fingers
|
||||
5. |
Fresh Mint
03:30
|
|||
|
Fresh Mint
on a level path beside a house
where welcome ever holds court
a sliver of green against the quiet brick
aging earth distorts
on a level path beside a house
where welcome ever holds court
a sliver of sun against the raging birds
aging earth distorts
green on green
in friendly patterns small
and most discreet
quiet in its memory
where
dearest friends would meet
on a level path beside a house
where welcome ever holds court
a sliver of green against the quiet brick
aging earth distorts
on a level path beside a house
Caralyn: vocals; Kate: vocals, keys; Hills: guitar; Joe: bass
|
||||
6. |
Radial Array
03:45
|
|||
|
Radial Array
black tree in a radial array
cracked earth in a radial array
tree shadow in a radial array
my head in a radial array
I
I
I had no idea
|
||||
7. |
Closed Cherry Stands
02:30
|
|||
|
Closed Cherry Stands
talking cherry stands and cider
eases the constant pull of buzzards bold
far in horizon circle higher
holding our breathing while the air grows old
hold on to fathoms burrowing deep
as from the burnt peaks sorrow seeps
as cornfields overtake thoughts of pine and rust
horizon’s reign becomes that of dust
holding onto that hidden moon of trust
we simple say and do that which we must
quickly land becomes barren to the soul
lost to the pull of ponderosa pines
horizons lay muddy in this flattening bowl
of lingering passages uneven lines
talking cherry stands and cider
eases the constant pull of buzzards bold
|
||||
8. |
Top Hat
03:24
|
|||
|
Top Hat
hey little joker
currently unannounced
words in a top hat
to draw and pass around
pass around
hey little joker
what are you laughing ‘bout?
colorful jester
you are without a doubt
without a doubt
what would you draw
with your good fortune?
words in a top hat
are hidden from view
from you
hey little joker
there now I see you
wildcard in the top hat
repair my misery too
you do
|
||||
9. |
Melville
04:07
|
|||
|
Melville
there’s space at the table
for fifty-thousand
rabble-rousin’ rabble-rousin’
move down by the dozen
we’re cousins
we’re cousins
we are cousins you know
a million times removed
cousins of cousins of cousins of cousins
and brothers of few
a mother or two
and the band all sings
Down down down down down we go!
into the fray
the ocean sprays but not for pleasure
never pleasure
out of spite out of hatred out of nothing
unfold unfold
To the hold! To the hold men! To the hold!
be bold boys be brave
every life you cannot save
let only your enemies cry
if you should die then die then die
then die with a smile on your face
and the band all shakes!!
Down down down down down we go!
into the night with a flame to fight
and a burden to bare
into thin air into the thin air
and the band’s all there
and the band’s all there
and the band’s all there
there’s nothing there
Down down down down we go!
|
||||
10. |
My Name Is Time
04:43
|
|||
|
My Name Is Time
my name is time I’m wearing your clothes
they fit pretty well how nobody knows
the glove in your mind ain’t the glove on your hand
when you get that straight that’s when you’ll understand
those people downtown they all wear coats and ties
and I have seen papers with words in their eyes
they step on hot concrete in leather so thin
the blood in their legs boils like mercury my friend
a lover will pull you right up alongside
you’ll wallow for years and swallow your pride
if you start walking you might make the door
but if you should tarry you’ll leave nevermore
those people downtown they all wear coats and ties
and I have seen papers with words in their eyes
they step on hot concrete in leather so thin
the blood in their legs boils like mercury my friend
the water is high and the river is wide
a bridge made of concrete connects either side
should you cross over just keep this in mind
I’m wearing your clothes and my name is time
those people downtown they all wear coats and ties
and I have seen papers with words in their eyes
they step on hot concrete in leather so thin
the blood in their legs boils like mercury my friend
|
||||
11. |
Lucky Sun
03:40
|
|||
|
Lucky Sun
lucky Sun
riding on
the night train
traveling at the speed of light
snacking on stars
in the dining car
rumbling sound
shaking shadowed ground
the birds hear you coming
tint the sky blue
rap at my window and
sing me a tune
what did you bring
in that suitcase for me
a souvenir from yesteryear
and goodies for today
|
||||
12. |
Louise
05:08
|
|||
|
Louise
once Louise came to me in the street
quick and sort of bluesy that heartbeat
black hair and shoes the elegant kind
diaphanous footsteps keeping time
just like you the stars shine
into that once dark heart of mine
now together we’ll understand
I bid you the best my friend
once Bruce Lee came to me in a dream
kickin’ sort of beauty that heartbeat
black hair and shoes the grappling kind
flip of his fist intercepting mine
just like you the stars shine
into that once dark heart of mine
now together you’ll understand
not a fair weather friend I am
Louise
with your colored jeans
hanging in your bourgeois boudoir
Louise
with your braid down your back
your calico shirt
and your colored slacks
twice Bruce Lee came to me in a dream
kickin’ sorta beauty that heartbeat
black hair and shoes the grappling kind
jauntily skipping appearing fine
just like you the stars shine
into that once dark heart of mine
by candlelight erase the windows dear
it’s not what you think, the view from here
|
||||
13. |
Gabled Roofs
03:14
|
|||
|
Gabled Roofs
gabled roofs in the neighborhood
understand why I’m no good
pointed faces stare and accuse
white paint can’t be amused
transgressions filed in the lobe on the right
in the attic with a censor flashlight
so strange on a street so straight
brains battered by the garden gate
cloven hooves on the family pet
I’ve got a dream that I can’t forget
spattered curtain stashed in the can
muddy footprints on the ceiling fan
blood dripping from the battle fought
you brief candle me damn spot
I hear the echo of the sliding grate
and the padlock on the garden gate
|
||||
14. |
Clou
02:15
|
|||
|
Clou
theres a clou dans la tête
I’m sure that’s what I said
there’s a clou dans la tête
yet nailed to my bed
and I don’t even know what I said
it went its way in snow
not in morning rain
at least that’s the way
that I thought it came
at least I’m certain it came
I know it came
there’s a clou dans la tête
nailed with a certain sound
there’s a clou dans la tête
that’s the way it went down
there’s a clou dans la tête
nailed with a certain sound
there’s a clou dans la tête
that’s the way it went down
|
||||
Wolverton Magdalena, New Mexico
The core collective is Kate Terrell, Caralyn Snyder, Hills Snyder, our key collaborator, Joe Reyes, and others who come and
go, sit in or otherwise join the Wolverton musical family.
Lyrically, Wolverton is unanchored, very visual and moving equally through memory, story, and association, with dark streaks of tradition.
... more
If you like Wolverton, you may also like:
Breaking and Mending
by Lisa/Liza
Lisa/Liza's delicate psychedelic folk tunes make something beautiful and graceful from the traumatic experiences of chronic illness.
go to album
Forever Only Idaho
by Harrison Lemke
Big, strummy songs that recall the heart-on-sleeve earnestness and lo-fi glory of early Mountain Goats.
go to album
An stunning debut that explores Greek folk tradition through a dreamy musical ecosystem.
go to album
Métempsycose
by Sophia Djebel Rose
French singer-songwriter Sophia Djebel Rose makes shadowy, minimal psych-folk with magnetic and immediate emotional connection.
go to album
The World As We Know It
by Figueroa
featured on Bandcamp Radio Aug 4, 2020
go to album
Astralingua mixes otherwordly folk and augural classical music into their newest offering.
go to album
This Oakland, CA-based multi-instrumentalist crafts intimate, honest, and ethereal folk-inflected songs.
go to album
