Album art & design by Rykarda 2013

The parasol mushroom (Macrolepiota procera) is a basidiomycete fungus with a large, fruiting body resembling a lady's parasol and is readily found on the European continent. A symbol of knowledge and enlightenment, the mushroom as whole is as easily connected to poison and medicine.

They grow in the dark, in shadows, quietly and discreetly. As quickly as they arrive, as quickly they're gone. Go gentle as you may not notice them underfoot ...

 

Against the Sun:

"Had nature any outcast face,
Could she a son condemn,
Had nature an Iscariot,
That mushroom,--it is him."

- Emily Dickison, Mushroom.

"Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly"

- Sylvia Plath, Mushrooms.

As with the departure of the flowers, so is a departure of tone and instrumentation. The voices themselves freely mushroom. Psychedelic at times, blissed-out, and transient. In Latin and French parasol means "against the sun" (* and en francais parapluie means "against the rain")? Perhaps too a befitting symbol for someone who travels through the world with their guard up ;)

Much of these songs are retreating inward, detaching, introverting, and taking flight both physically and emotionally. And so, with this in mind, the figure turns back. It retreats, abandons and ignores. The autonomous traveler explores the world while growing in the dark.

The Cloak of Comedy

If I change my mind
And I want to rewind
Because I took my time,
You say: "No dice."
I live alone,
I walk alone.
Everything I've known
Is stone.
Why don't we be
Like a falling leaf?
Time here is brief.
Got no time for grief.

Baby. I was only joking.
I'm ready to be your fool.
I'm always running, running out,
Just when things get good.

Now, all this time
You'd been on my mind.
Was I blind and unkind?
Oh no.
I do what I can.
Ain't sorry for what I am.
I don't plan to be distant.
Got what I need.
It was only a tease
We all want to please.
Now I'm on my knees crying.

Baby. I was only joking.
I'm ready to be your fool.
I'm always running, running out,
just when things get good!

Woe, woe.
Woe, woe.
Woe woe!

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I Vahnt tou beh Ahlone

I didn't call you that day
It was easier to let it fall away.
And I'm sure i have saved you from pain
And you wouldn't believe it if I say:
"I want to be alone."

By the time they all realize,
Our eyes cannot meet their gaze.
All the stars will surrender -
An empty effort, complacent,
And strange.

I didn't wanna stay that night.
While my mind wired awake.
A division of brain and body began.
It's all the same, it's all the same.
"I want to be alone."

Oh let them stell you your desires.
They are incorrect and self deceived.
Well, i'm telling you I've got nothing,
an empty effort, complacent, and strange.

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Your Arrondissement or Mine?

I've been known to walk
With other souls in pain.
How can I explain the shame
That makes you do it again?
In the middle of the night
When wrongs are rights,
And you've got nothing left to lose,
You could choose to feel
What's revealed --
Conceal and be numb.

Oh, I'm wise
And I know the score,
So before we begin,
I'm gonna look for the door ...

Tried to have a talk with myself
About the walk I'd take with you
The conclusion that I drew
Was it would be of no use.
So I, I'll decide: Let's take a ride
Into the night, into the night,
Into the night.

Elle prend une photo.
Il n'y aura pas de questions.
Tu prends le train.
Il n'y a nulle part où aller.
Il regarde un film en noir et blanc.
Elle écrit "Ton arrondissement ou le mien?"

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Withdrawal, Feathers and All

Coming down
From feeling strong
It was not long
For you to tear me down.
When I was I small
I was a clown
I got down
To ward evil off.
And though still small
And meek
I cannot speak
I'll sing your song.
I'll sing your song -
I'll sing your song.

Coming down
From being cool
It was not the truth
Whatchoo say now.
When I was tall
I was a force
I took my course
And you still play games.
And though I be
A brooding thing
I know it's better to sing
I'll sing your song.
I'll sing your song -
I'll sing your song.

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Island of the Dead (O mi, O my)

It's a mighty nice place,
if you don't mind being alone.
It's a mighty nice place,
If you don't mind traveling alone.
Some of my friends liked it so much,
They ain't never come home.
Some of my friends liked it so much,
They ain't never come back back home.

Oh mi, oh my. Oh mi, oh my.

Some folks like to tell you
About places they ain't never been.
They see it in a dream and -
Tell ya dreams are facts and not fiction.
Well, don't be surprised when you get there -
There ain't nothing but nothing.
Don't be surprised
There ain't nothing but nothing.

But if you don't mind traveling alone
It's a mighty nice place to go ...
Some of my friends liked it ever so
And they ain't come back home!
Oh mi, oh my. Oh mi, oh-oh my.

Don't be in a rush,
You know the way there just right.
Ain't no rush for us
We can all take our time.
There won't be no boatman, no boat -
Ain't no cliff to climb.
It's alrighty alright,
You'll get there someday just fine.

So if you don't mind traveling alone -
It's a mighty nice place to go.
Some of our friends liked it ever so,
And they ain't come back home.
Oh mi, oh my. Oh mi, oh-oh my.

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Thee Art of Libertee

Loneliness ain't no coward's friend
For folks like me though
It's a constant.
Something I know,
Something I can lean on
Something to hold,
When everyone else is gone.
I was lucky to have you,
We laid side by side.
Glad when you said hello,
I was glad when you said goodbye.

Honey, I -- I ain't got no fear
Been round and round,
And I've seen many a tear.
And you and I, we are free and we run.

You're gonna have to get real strong,
If ya gonna sing this song.
Find your bravery,
If yer gonna go it alone.
Oh in a little while,
You're just gonna "be".
Take it from someone wild,
Oh it's good to be free ...

Honey, I -- I ain't got no fear
Been round and round,
And I've seen many a tear.
And you and I, we are free and we run.

 

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Take Only What Your Can Carry

Well, my daddy's daddy got shot -
He didn't do no crime.
My daddy's daddy got shot -
He didn't do no crime.
"The city wall ain't nothing
But shackle & chain.
You better run, son, hide, before you
Tumble into a massive grave."

A witness done say,
He saw my grandma's doom:
"A shovel lay beside where
She'd dug her own tomb.
And we all saw the walking dead
Get on that train.
We held in the screams
But there's no hiding the pain."

I stand here now and
You all clap your hands.
Brava, brava. Hurray, hurray!
I stand here now,
Can I tell ya who I really am?
-- ()
Why do you want me here?
It's hard to understand.
Brava, brava. Hurray, hurray!
"No fear," says daddy,
"Courage got me where I am."

Well, don't cry daddy i'll have baby someday
O, don't cry daddy i'll take the shame away.
And i don't care what that
Baby's daddy might have say.
Daddy, my baby gonna carry our family name.

When the city's on fire and the people rise on up
Will they rise up for any one of us?
When the city's on fire
Who ya thinks gonna get the blame?
Can you tell me please? I need to know if
Things around here have changed.

My daddy done fought to live
In this mean old world
And all i am is a silly little girl.
My daddy done fought to live
In this mean old world.
A round of applause if you will -
For the daddy of this little girl.

 

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Atheists Have Songs Too

Since my soul cannot be saved,
I guess ill go in to my grave,
And wake up in a world of flame,
And wake up in world of flame.

Fire and brimstone, thistle and thorn,
I never believed since the day I was born.
Come sit beside me under any old tree,
And under any tree ask me any old thing.
So flesh and flesh and bone and bone,
That is all I'll ever know ...
Fire and brimstone, thistle and thorn,
I never believed since the day I was born.

Suffering is life's common thread,
Woven in veins of roman red.
Say: "Pain no more. Pain no more!"

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Greetings From Kiev, xxoo

I understand the nature of men.
I don't pretend so I can sleep.
A man can get lonely,
He needs holding,
Not scolding or complaint.

Life can be hard on him
He needs to know he can win.
Baby girl, you be sweet.

But understand me too.
I have to play by different rules,
And I'll crawl to see this through.

A woman's gotta eat,
She needs a place to sleep,
And a brother to keep her in style,
In a wild ... world.

Nature has her way,
Can't change it in a day.
I'm not sure we ever could.

And I know you feel used
I've been there too.
Ain't that just what we do?

And I hope you understand,
I'm wired to fend,
When I feel that pen close in.

I gotta breathe, I need to be free,
And it's such a short life,
In a wild world, in a wild world.
In a wild world, in a wild world.

I understand the nature of men.
I don't pretend so I can sleep.

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I Know Where My Journey Will End

Just beneath the mountain,
Near creek and old mill,
A town i'd like to live in,
When i am finally still.

I'm going there some day -
When all travel done.
I'll lay my suitcase down,
And write my final song.

I was not content with dreams,
Of love, god, or ghosts.
I was troubled to find their sense,
In comfort or in hope.

I'm certain to sadness and sleep.
Tired of my peculiar tongue,
And the brain from which it stems.
I wonder if i have one?

I never sought a husband,
Nor children or house of gold.
Mine riches are found in reason,
At this old trader's post.

So go now and set my ashes,
To mill's brook by and by.
And do not sob for me my dears,
For i cannot hear you cry!

 

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