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Decadence

by Wood Spider

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Sage G.C.
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Sage G.C. Loud, sloppy, and tons of fun. This record is nothing short of phenomenal, one that I always find myself coming back to explore. Wood Spider shows off a surprising emotional range that exceeds the expectations of freak folk/polka punk/whatever you want to call it. It's varied, well crafted, well written, thoughtful, thoughtless, cathartic, and unforgettable sound art that deserves so much more attention. Favorite track: C'est La Vida Fuerte.
Kai Hakomori
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Kai Hakomori Thank you more please
finn keaney
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finn keaney pretty unique. they really create their own lil world in this recording. Favorite track: Elysian Vows.
Ben
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Ben This is what's up. A free album that not only showcases strong songwriting, but thoughtful lyricism, and serious cohesiveness as a band through what may appear at first to be a bit chaotic. It feels organic and flows with themes of nature, isolation, loss, and something once beautiful that's begun to fall apart. Despite this, it still comes away glowing with hope. This release shows real growth from the band and a noticeable maturity over their last (and also excellent) release. Favorite track: Verb Fiction.
Tommy Danger
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Tommy Danger great job y'all. best one yet! Favorite track: Elysian Vows.
vicnat
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vicnat This album was formative for me in high school. I just came back to it 8 years later and it still scratches an itch in my brain that not many other albums have come close to. It’s something special. Favorite track: C'est La Vida Fuerte.
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1.
the wind made my bones creak like trees been spared the winter what happened to cause all my freezing? is this our great solitude? the smoke cannot keep out the cold and the machines and i speak more with the cold of both that the warmth of voice on the other side of the room feels hot will we all stop growing? i’m not sure if i’ve even started
2.
the grave is flooded your scent is following me around i know i’ve made mistakes that look suits you better yet please mind your seating these altar boys they roll their eyes and your meditation fails one to be disturbed like the butterflies in your lungs spit them out or they’ll take out your bones you call it fashion i feel decay science has forgotten how to pray that is fine as long as i don’t pay your penitence or sure way passage of your faith in life spilling down and it scares the devil inside but please i’m tired of hearing you tell me what’s right and wrong and this and that and you and me and ohhh i’m afraid that you’ll never be the same through countless hours you told me time and time again these mechanized transcriptions fail to bring us water to our mouths only starvation brings about a pure escape so now i visualize the kingdom’s breath through shallow tides i know that it’s faith don’t you worry now i shall be saved again what i did was the same for the the love i have you should have seen me these tiny wounds that left me there and left me screaming i was lost i was young don’t worry any more i found it i found it HAHAHA DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT these non-believers they look at me like it’s a crime i bite my nails i scrape my skin the sound it makes reverberates oh listen listen listen to my breath escape don’t think you can do it best strip me of a simple test this blood is dirty but yet again you like that best i see their eyes they stare me down i can’t fool death the way you can a false conclusion tearing flesh inside your eyes haha now look at me now read my lips for now undressed and distressed take my word as truth and you will know the rest let’s suggest fair intentions to the life of every guest you know best, don’t disarm me yet i know it’s your request i’m impressed after all you did you did you still want my arrest
3.
Hot October 04:09
what has this place given to you a hollow chest and broken wrists can be your souveniers and it seems it’s still warm outside and the buzzing loss of blood still keeps us awake at night we were the ones who chose to stay fists high in the air eyes like magic these shattered ankles kept on climbing higher and higher lets all swim in this boiling pot of rats and lice crawling mattresses on a sidewalk leading to nowhere when your will exceeds your body you will finally know your boundaries i will not sleep
4.
Verb Fiction 08:09
please wake me up as i feel the rain approach / calm my nerves with songs of love and change / but please don’t forget me i need this connection from the city to the sea a fire peeling back the skin / of apology contraption i took this undoubted caption / spinning shallow thoughts like incense growing intimate with friction taking the very heart of action with anticipated tension / and everyone i knew was there with smiling eyes that told me where my answer lies to me uncertain of this tabletop connection and i know it’s taking me longer to find out what i do means to you and i’ll stay closer than ever please don’t forget my close attempts for you smelled so sweet just like kerosene my bones reflecting your corse unseen / like gelatin, glass, and vivid dreams with skeptic time undone by the seams you’ve come to reap grow in attempt to untangle my restraint and please, do help me i need your warmth and breath with uncertainty i stay for opposition to the day of chariots and golden armor lighthouse sparks and watermarks / but don’t you think this is my game i feel relieved to hear your name with fingers that are interlaced i hear your warmth and see your breath [spin my thoughts through silk roads as I promise not to drown for in this sleep of comfort lies silenced ink smeared lines]
5.
Idealism 02:43
the ocean wants to take you under but most will die on the shore it makes no sense to me why we live such tragedies but things seem simpler to you words are softly spoken our thoughts are powerful we are only verticies of everything we’ve learned “come further to the sea,” they said “pretty pretty please life is stimulating when there’s water at yr knees” oh i think i know now the ocean carries me now the land is getting smaller and my thoughts are getting wider and i’m looking at the world in ways i wouldn’t have before i’m floating in the ocean i am one with all its motions and things wouldn’t be as simple if we stayed back on the shore
6.
there were trails leading up to the incandescent islands floating through the sky like a parachute in my hands we sought salvation with the stares of broken eyelids saving up our reputation as a storm of fragile lightning these streetlights shine with blinding auras oh like forklift smiles and folded meaning keeping issues hidden plastic tissue wraps around me keeps my warmth inside my body like an inkjet dream of sorts / on painted fingertips and lashes batting from within / leaving open questions open hearts and surgeries translate my addiction speak these words but not too strong / lack of stronger signal and connection of the fall / break my walls within with strong reactions to your craft / leaving stones unturned for convenience of it all passion fills our breath with fonts of lacquer stains worn out misconceptions intoxicating questions [oh these rockets form our strengths this country comforts me] and take this in your palm and show it off as you fear the water in your blood carry memories your neck with god trust in gold, forget my attempt through the glass as a symbol in a desperate phrase spraying words on walls with equal pressure that we face tearing down our walls with dynamite and wooden swords causing ruptures to our only form of language
7.
stones grow up from the ground crashing towards the sky losing definition only to my eyes [Echoes of Voices in the High Towers ALL Wounds Explained Here all knives Bandaged all empires Arrested all Castles unbuilt Hearts unbroken ALL our Splendid Monuments Lipstick traces on a cigarette the Light up on only Land Forest here once Forest here again Blank your mind with Lightning Fire & Blood AND PUSH AWAY ALL THIS]* i am in the foggy world of dreams the shapes above me are looming and cracking telling me things i cannot say “repeat!” i lay entangled in these limbs only to watch them burn away holding [me] left alone, would it ever stop “we’re hurt” *Excerpt from Echoes of Voices in the High Towers by Robert Montogomery
8.
Elysian Vows 05:19
say say say with your voice to the air / i dip my hands in acetate with warm grenades and hurricanes / excited to bring life to this poor attempt at sinking in / elated with such excellence i chose my battles wise again / forgotten to the tides of May and swallowed by 10,000 pages read for comforting ideas instruction manual forbiddance but please forgive my monstrous fears forgive my faults and deafened ears but please give me a second chance i’ll change in time i’ll change this time for good carefully conditioning our feet to touch the ground / before we choke from tourniquets around your neck and frown / i know it’s better now that I’m not there to teach you all the warning signs / within your gold tooth grin there are new promises in town / for better yet in brand new tire marks i learn directions and trite remarks / this house has burned to ashes from the inside we have found / with raindrops drying faster than our blood will ever seem to clot / i feel the icicles they form around your teeth at night from day to day i think of mountains / nodding vigorously to pass the time / with lips that press upon my eyes for comfort my smile is kept secret inside and i have stuttered way too much while trying to pronounce this clamored row / in sight it’s better off this way in thought of high where scaffolds grow like dandelion daisies take my photograph in turn / from the first day of this month / and church bells ring for you and i with melodies i tried to extricate / but now, it’s better off this way car lights flickering past the midnight tinkering / i close the closet door hoping you might hear my call / from time to time you waited i’ll wait for you forever if you try / to tell me what went wrong / and now there’s certain things i clarified i know i ask so much of certain sparks but i know you light the room incisively without a doubt just hold my body tightly through the night and tell me what forever means to you
9.
Empty Home 04:29
the shrieks and crows that i long for always seem to escape me but your berries are everbearing the sweat and sugar of wild honey on my dusty feet exposed all of my longings i plucked you off and cast the pest into the flooded water receding and though i slept alone those paying for their time will take note of all but the very most discrete watching and waiting for an eye glimmers and tightens into focus I CAN BREATHE I CAN TASTE it wasn’t the same without you there i’m being watched in this house
10.
a pallet’s gore the screw’s on poor the doe’s tail shakes just like a wolf the tire falls amisher holds the tree she rots and splits this isn’t like it was before this bit’s so stripped it won’t fit the head anymore land hag comes she steals the wood a sagging door the stagecoach barn ladder’s rungs are torn from spine SHE WANTS IT GONE the ratchet hammered the beer buck plastered if only a sledge would do we tore down the house with a nail in the eye and threw it in the river too where we sat in lawn chairs and set asail new caught the raft aboard the stew so forget that old hag and jump into the creek! find the black river somewhere and the floor will be our raft and the ceiling our stars and we’ll never have a care anymore

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released February 22, 2014

mike ditrio: GUITAR/BANJO
alex krokus: UKULELE/GLOCKENSPIEL
fanny rose: CELLO
pete olynciw: UPRIGHT BASS/RHODES
maxwell lysobey: PERCUSSION/VIOLIN/SAW
esteban gaspar silva: ACCORDION/TRUMPET/GRAND PIANO

Recorded at Camp Ludlow in Ludlow, VT in addition to Asheville, NC and Norwalk, CT

Mixed and mastered by Mike Ditrio at home
Artwork by Alex Krokus

Special thanks to Matt Van Asselt for printing, Link & Sofia for their company and support, Mya for all of her help, John William Lysobey for Camp Ludlow, Wayne & Bev, Jonathan for the piano hookup, Leilani because floof

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