Chris Bathgate
a problem in dissonance solved
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This is a story of a stormy old road that I know.
A sad cantilever a bottle that held up its notes.
A prayer for the gantry, the concrete that held up your skull.
Mutter and melody meet, silence and truth betroth.
It's a casual thing on an evening of microphone crow.
So fill me with amen and leave me here deaf dumb and choked.
The kids they will come out, the kids they will come out, they come.
So I will withdraw now, because eough within this world is broke.
- Album:
- Old Factory EP
- A Detailed Account Of Three Dreams
- Miscellaneous
- Salt Year
- Old Factory
- Throatsleep
- Auld Lang Syne
- Serpentine (Radio Edit)
- Serpentine
- A Cork Tale Wake
- Paste mPlayer #7
- Wait, Skeleton.
- Poor Eliza
- The Asheville Squints
- No Silver
- Silence Is For Suckers
- Folk Music for the End of the World
- Now Hear This! February 2008
- Ioda SXSW Opening Day Bash Sampler 2008
- SXSW 2008 Showcasing Artists