Possessed Nonetheless

by SwampWolf

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“Only SwampWolf can crawl wild eyed and muddy from the swamp, lash strings onto his home made banjo, and herd a crowd of humans out of their lavish pen with his music. A psychedelic adventure full of thoughtful dalliances with harmony, and lyrics that leave you wondering if SwampWolf’s tongue is behind bared teeth, or nestled firmly in his cheek.”

- Dylan Davies (La Terrace Studio)

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released April 28, 2013

SwampWolf (Ilya Krivosheiko) - 12 string guitar, steel string guitar, nylon string guitar, electric guitar, ukulele, 4 string mini banjo, melodion, cello, trumpet, flute, vocals, percussion. (1-13)
Seb Evans - Album art, percussion and whistle (11)
Nyx Ebert - Back up vocals (13)

Recorded in Ilya Krivosheiko's (SwampWolf) bedroom, bathroom and @ La Terrasse Studios.
Mixed and Produced by SwampWolf
Mastered By Dylan Davies and Ben Sanchez @ La Terrasse Studios.
Album art by Seb Evans - sebevansart.weebly.com

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SwampWolf Tatamagouche, Nova Scotia

Born in the irradiated bogs of Eastern Europe and then again as a throat singer under the full moon, he forges weeping and laughter into a contradictory yet harmonious nature. Eerie and crawling, yet sharp and quick, his sound is holistic and relentless, invoking various genres such as blues, folk, gypsy, jazz, electronic, indie. He is a multi-instrumentalist and produces all of his own music. ... more

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Track Name: Lo-Phi Russia
Vot ya radilsa v Belaruse.
Z dedooshkam tseloy dien pel.
Nas Chernobyl Veihbrasil.
No nas etat mir on palewbeel.

Translation:

Here, I was born in Belarus.
Sang all day with my Grandfather.
Chernobyl threw us out,
But the world loved us.
Track Name: Tumbleweed Graveyard
I think I can grow with the tumbleweed,
I should roll three spliff before I go to town.

I crawl on all 5's...
In your arms I weep my rhymes.
There's no harm to the sheep,
when the SwampWolf kills it queek...

But in the graveyard,
is where I get real high.
And I saved part of this lie,
just for you, just for you.

What an age to be living in...
brings a sage right down to his knees.
Please don't sing that melody,
Oh my brain is melting.
Turn to dust, turn to dust.

But in the graveyard,
is where I get real high.
And I saved part of this lie,
just for you, just for you.

MMMM MMMM MMMM
MMMM MMMM MMMM
With the tumbleweed...
I should roll three spliff,
Before I go to town.
Track Name: When The World Collides
When the world collides; in the cemetery I make you my bride.
In between us hangs a cross as we toss these masks off to the side.
Witches, demons, ghouls beware! All the hair upon our arms is standing up. Milkweed seeds how the blow - ten thousand men we destroyed with our bow!

But did we loose our mind?
Did we choose our guide?

Softer than your little lips; a whisper in my ear hard to recall.
First fishing hole was found - trails that led nowhere without a sound.
Separated from the rest, we lay like the dead leaves in a nest.
But then the waters appeared as you smiled at my flowing tears.

But did we loose our mind?
Did we choose our kind?
Did we lose our mind?

Through the trees then I was told - danger in the lurking mind of this world. But you're just here to bust my balls, every man will leave a rippled call. His was chosen sweet apple throne; Eve's gift tossed onto the dogs like a bone. What has happened now double-vision!
This will quake and churn all my decisions.

But did we loose our mind?
Did we choose our guide?
Did we loose our mind?
Track Name: Kabaloomsia
Vot ya prasnoolsa v motel, ee moy chayneek zakeepel,
ee cofe bela gatova, sa svejeem moloko s karove.
Mojet me kabaloomsia, mojet me kabaloomsia.

Vestoopeel na oolitsoo, ee slaveel mne kooritsoo!
Eto bela v gorodeh, ee skajee mne goreh gdeh?
Mojet me kabaloomsia, mojet me kabaloomsia.

Vseravno na gohroo ya zahzel, no ne nashol nee kakoy crest!
Ya teeha tam poseedel, moozekoo eegral ee pehl -
Mojet ya kabaloomsia, mojet ya kabaloomsia.

Kokda na tehba vse smotrat, ee chesnok on ochin ostreey,
Ah kogda vse ptitse zapayoot, ee kogda vse oomeroot...
Togda!
Mojet me skabaloomsia, mojet me skabaloomsia!
Track Name: Vau
You think you're so clever trying to make the world a better,
place for you and I to live.
You think that it's easy trying to make the world so pleasing,
how much would you dare to give?

Cause I have seen the hammer coming down,
by the rusty nail I am bound,
and my horse is tired from the weight,
and my love is tied down by my hate.

You think that you understand how the ocean turns to sand,
why don't you take off your shoes?
You think that you comprehend why we walk hand in hand,
it won't save us from the blues.

Cause I have seen the hammer coming down,
by the rusty nail I am bound,
and my horse is tired from the weight,
and my love is tied down by my hate.

And I am just a man who crawled out of the storm,
I'll never be forgotten, just given to the worm.

You need consultation, all that masturbation,
isn't quite enough for you.
Don't give me no hesitation, yeah, these hands are inspiration,
holding on to all that's true.

Cause I have seen the hammer coming down,
by the rusty nail I am bound,
and my horse is tired from the weight,
and my love is tied down by my hate.

And I am just a man who crawled out of the storm,
I'll never be forgotten, just given to the worm.
Track Name: Metro-Gnome
Yeah don't you know that I got them - dollar down blues.
Don't to a few shirt, down to one pair of shoe...
Well I've got plenty of credit card score,
Cause I live in the city called Babylon the Whore.

Yeah don't you know that I got them - broken down blues.
Don't to my last dollar, I'm breaking all the rules.
Well I've got plenty of credit card score,
Cause I live in the city called Babylon the Whore.
Yeah don't you know I got them sock-less blues,
still got so much, so much left to loose.

*whistle/cornet solo*

Yeah don't you know that I got them - overdraft blues.
I did not miss the war, I found so many clues.
Well I've got plenty of credit card score,
Cause I live in the city called Babylon the Whore.
Yeah don't you know I got them sock-less blues,
still got so much, so much left to loose.
Now I am crying for no one but me,
or is it the whole world that I can feel?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmm

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
MMMMMMMMMMMM
MMMMMMM
Track Name: Shipp Records
But it was later we thought much later than our legs and mind was a slime on and of the rocks with stick assistant smoke persistent duck ambush ships rolling now better roll on by keep going shine that shoe later split the path a curse to go forward it’s the statue pulling us don’t wanna get the going in between the stones stuck toe broken to the bird the blood it goes out consistent stretch of time shadow groin muscle a grammar black hole a stench from the canal root sap like a sokk it flows, like a sokk it flows!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

We are almost at the statue but it’s a bitch from on high see it’s above the snake its spine a belt whip changing time formulations pain inflicted ceases death puts you at the foot of life’s stage mercy for I would not hold you back beware of treasures seek and kiss the crocodile eating your brain but turn back and hey! Something came back took out everything around with it into a swamp pit proper shoes a joke HA industry built these paths you get close they don’t lay it like they used to cause why?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Track Name: Womankind
Well he says, "I am a misanthropist, don't you dare give me that look...I might get so goddamn pissed, add you to my little black book."
When a stranger sings of love, all I can do is stare.
When there's danger up above, sometimes I can hardly care.

How can I deny my womankind?
Fire only hides when tended by the blind.
Common little boy now where's your spine?
Fire only hides if tended by the blind.

It is no mystery how one stone can sink a ship.
But it's shown by history how the greatest minds can slip.
When a stranger sings of love sometimes I can hardly care.
And when there's danger up above, all I can do is stare.

Now, how can I deny my womankind?
Fire only hides when tended by the blind.
Common little girl now where's your spine?
Fire only hides if tended by the blind.

Why is it we want someone only when they turn away?
Why is it we choose to run when they tell us we should stay?
On this day the fist came down; tears were shed side by side.
All of it just hit the ground, now there's nowhere left to hide.

Now, how can I deny my womankind?
Fire only hides when tended by the blind.
Common little boy now where's your spine?
Fire only hides if tended by the blind.
Track Name: Her Rye Son
I saw you in the moonlight! You were a corpse, right? Her rye son!
It was the only way we could get together now in this world,
on this earth it burns our letters, our fingers, our nails...
Let us exhale this last cigarette!

TRUMPETS!

Let us exhale this last cigarette!
Track Name: Possessed Nonetheless
My heart is a planet spinning around;
I'm hot then I'm cold, I'm noise then I'm sound.
My head is a globe, asteroids my earlobes.
My vision is solar flare...
My decisions they come from absolute zero!

My lungs are the tide; swelling of the moon.
My shadow it disappears at right about noon.
My cock is a beacon on the salty shore.
My laughter, it's a dock...
Stretching out able to withstand any vicious storm!

My tongue is the dirt at the bottom of the brook.
I'm eager like fishes searching for a hook.
My feet are the flippers of a lonely future man.
I've swam with dead drifters...
Yeah this swamp it swallow everyone and everything on land!

My heart is a planet spinning around;
I'm hot then I'm cold, I'm noise then I'm sound.
My head is a globe, asteroids my earlobes.
My vision is solar flare...
My decisions they come from absolute zero!