We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Deep Streams Steep Dreams

by The Worrisome Ankletrout

supported by
nob2607
nob2607 thumbnail
nob2607 Lovely folky weirdness played with just a violin, guitar, and vocals. Favorite track: Nailbiter.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

  • Deep Streams Steep Dreams
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Deep Streams Steep Dreams via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    Sold Out

1.
Bogwoppit 02:50
2.
With a rifle hung over his shoulder, he made his way into the night. And burnt in the sun were the blessings of his love as he left her behind. She swallowed a smile but a tear caught his eye and they both knew the truth was goodbye. With a rifle hung over his shoulder, he gave to a country his life.
3.
The Sea 02:18
The ebb of the waves keep the moon tied at bay while the sun shoots its fires on the back of the day The figures of hate are just puppets of hate with their hands tied and blindly being led to the gates Now as the sea reclaims the land, and the desert spreads its hands there's a storm of hatred forming for the leaders of the gangs fighting over rocks and puss they store, shaking bloody fists and clutching straws, victims of a world that's lost an oar, time to paddle back towards the shore. Business with TEETH Economics with CLAWS Taking MORE FOR THE LESS Leaving LESS FOR THE MORE The castles of man will return to the sand and the heavens will sing to the sigh of the land
4.
Nailbiter 02:03
5.
Nearly missed the bus Had to run for the train And when we got there they said We'd have to wait for a day On the edge of our seats we watched time fly like a plane Out of the doors we flow, we had to run like the rain Nearly missed the bus We only made it .. Just! They told us you're too late, but we made a fuss Saw the tigers face Jumped in an empty seat Racing versus the clock but we wouldn't be beaten Ran against the ticking clock to answer to the frantic knock of preplanned opportunity and plausible impossibilities Time is an enemy to us all Who wanna speed it up Clocks hang like spears marking the walls Of synchronicity Time is an enemy to us all Who wanna slow it down Clocks hang like spears marking the walls Of eternity Time is a relative of it all And relativity Makes the impossible Hard to ignore
6.
Yello Sno 03:14
Isolated the piggy in the middle breathes innocence and knowledge in every breath he takes and the words spin out like little threads it's so simple not to think about it like a child besotted with the moment empowered by emotion to melt this yellow snow and I get hung up on the little things that are moments of distraction
7.
Parpy Tuft 02:32
8.
Gorgon Slump 01:31
Dance with Pan and dice with Death Separate the ruse from what they tell you Try to find yourself a God then rattle off to sleep again Lost in dreams and make belief Every living word is thought in motion Visions of a fantasy A celebrated tormenter Happy with a cheap heat feast Best you've had in weeks Onions and leeks And freegan sprouts Grow new nails and paint your face Salivating over breathing sculptures Carve yourself a knife that slits And severs at the apathy Prod that spot until it pops Decorate the walls in green and yellow Find yourself a pot that fits and boil it as the timer ticks Sucking on your teeth Singing from the same old song sheets Treating fools like kings queens thieves Bored and glum Listen the squeak squeak squeak Try to get some cheap deep sleep Shelter on a cold bleak week in Gorgon Slump Nits and ticks and fleas and lice Sucking at the blood to feed their babies Rats and slugs and gnats and mice Wriggle out of every crack
9.
Look at the beautiful roses in her hair They're just glass glass glass in my face Try to understand the things she said They're just hard, sharp, shards in my face Bang in confusion the fragile illusion Blows like a light bulb burnt out at the fuse And shattering glass flies in every direction Severing every vital connection Crack at the news that the fractured illusions Blow like a light bulb burnt out at the filament And shattering glass flies in every direction Severing every vital connection And out of the bottle come tears of affection from bottled up feelings and pent up aggression Beautiful flowers scorn unwanted attention with blunt hesitation and thorny persuasion
10.
Lost my Way 02:02
Tell me things I need to know Not things we both can see I've heard it from you times before I know your favorite cheese I hate to say I seem to find you're getting on my nerves. I know you don't deserve it I'm just getting really bored Too long just sharing shoes i had to get away, so when she came along I guess I kinda lost my way. But know you know I kinda wish I hadn't run so soon, I miss your boring anecdotes and times we watched the moon Too long just sharing shoes i had to get away, so when she came along I guess I kinda lost my way.
11.
With a picture of her in his pocket he made his way into the night The light from the moon was a blessing and the stars were a feast for his eyes. He gazed for a while on her Polaroid smile and alone on the warpath he cried. But the stars and the moon gave him comfort and the strength to confront with the fight.
12.
13.
I got up on my feet because tired of my seat I had nowhere to go to and people to meet there. I chanced on a man who told me his plan was to travel the world on a prayer over land no bible he swore just the gifts that he bore in his hands I took to the road with no map in my load and just followed the sun round and round in a circle of fun.
14.
15.
16.
The sirens of war were a waling and the smoke covered ground like a mist. Face down in a ditch lay a hero in a nightmare of killing and shit.. With a rifle hung over his shoulder, he was sent by a country to die.
17.
Driftwards 03:13

about

Recorded and mixed on a Macbook with Pro-tools by Studio Neck through a C-1000 microphone and Zoom H4 location recorder in various places in Worcestershire; an attic, a cellar, three bedrooms, two gardens, two living rooms and a floating shed on the River Severn, between 2008 and 2009.

All music and lyrics written and performed by The Worrisome Ankletrout AKA John-Joe Murray on vocals, fiddle, guitar, bass, mandolin, percussion, piano and accordion except djembe and sizzle on Driftwards by Death and percussion on Nailbiter & Yel-lo-Sno with Neck, and on Lost my Way with Jez Mort. Backing vocals on Circle of Fun and vocals on Cockerels at Bedtime by the dawn chorus.

Mixed by Studio Neck and John-Joe Murray in Summer 2009 at Laurel Road and Oldbury Road, Worcester. Released on King Dave Records www.kingdaverecords.com.

Photography by Em Hâf www.h-af.weebly.com,
Big thanks to... Orly, Em, Ricky and Beckyii, Alan and Abby, Berny and Steve, Kim, Death, Unmistakable Gerald, Htrowduc, Dave, Dudes, Johnny Kowalski, Task in Hand, Sawmill/Steelmill, residents of The Porch, Middle Street and Oldbury Road, Tom, Katie, Eileen, Narcoleptic Penguin, Greg, Johnatronathon Cardong, Kate, Abi, Shane, Phullopium Dude, Andy, Ben, Ed Sfx, Abstract, Craigus and all other family and friends.

credits

released September 20, 2009

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

The Worrisome Ankletrout France

contact / help

Contact The Worrisome Ankletrout

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

The Worrisome Ankletrout recommends:

If you like The Worrisome Ankletrout, you may also like: