The Shitstorm EP

by Wine Swamp

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See the pterodactyl diving for the prey in prehistoric swamps stirred by a star-powered stratocaster. Feel the loneliness of hands so cold they are like pieces of wood. Hear the crunch of continents sped up to human time scale. Taste the bitterness of the imperious indifference of the wheeling cosmos.

Childhood, adolescence, adulthood, oldness, death and rebirth all put in a large wooden bowl, marinated with whiskey and seasoned with coriander. An unplanned shape emerges.

A walk along the intersection of two planes that will leave you wondering: Am I the wine or am I the swamp?

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released December 5, 2015

Lub0t: All songs except 'Wormhole to Heaven'. All lyrics except 'Now I Cannot Fly'. All lead vocals, backing vocals throughout. Honker slide guitar on 'Shitstorm' & 'Soggy Bills. Acoustic guitar playing on all tracks except Shitstorm. Honker slide, and electric guitar slide solo on Shitstorm. Endurance of extreme cold. Olivetti L22 on 'Wormhole'.

Veselak: production, arrangement, engineering, mixing, mastering. Backing vocals throughout. Wormhole to Heaven. Lyrics on 'Now I Cannot Fly'. Acoustic guitar & slide outro on 'Shitstorm' 12-string on 'Jug of Wine'. Slide honker solo on 'Soggy Bills'. Electric Stratocasting and nuclear weather on 'Warmin' of the Belly', and 'Wormhole'. Piano on 'Jug of Wine'. Bells on 'Now I Cannot Fly', bass throughout. Assorted yelling.

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Wine Swamp Vancouver, British Columbia

Exuberantly despairing duo gives very specific fucks about the omniscient nonsense that saturates existence.

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Track Name: Now I Cannot Fly
Oh! I ate some mashed potatoes, chicken, beans and pie
Oh! I ate so much of them
That now i cannot fly

Now i cannot fly my friends, now I cannot fly
Now I cannot fly
I'm on the ground not in the sky

Spent all of the morning drinkin' whiskey, beer and wine
now that its the evening I still cant walk a line
But I don't wanna walk 'cuz
I only want to fly
I only want to fly but I'm too fat and drunk to try

Now i cannot fly my friends, now I cannot fly
Now I cannot fly
I'm on the ground not in the sky

Then I ate some strawberries and many kinds of cake
I'm probly gonna eat until my insides up and break
And now that I ate everything I'm feeling kinda ill
I wonder if i'll ever learn and I doubt I ever will

now i cannot fly my friends, now I cannot fly
now I cannot fly i'm on the ground not in the sky
Track Name: Shitstorm
The shitstorm's up on the horizon
You won't have time to load your gun
The shitstorm's coming and its coming fast
You can't do much to save your ass

When that brown cloud is gettin' near
I'll just sit back and drink a beer

I've bee waiting my whole damn life
My daddy taught me to thrive on strife

Shitstorms coming, I ain't running
Shitstorms coming, I don't Care
Shitstorms coming, everywhere

When the world is covered in shit
Lotsa plants will grow from it
Psilocybin reaching up to the sky
Buncha Monkeys running round getting high

\When that shit's reduced to dirt
Ye'll just be a monkey wearing a shirt
The fractal order will be maintained
The concrete jungle will be tamed
Track Name: Warmin' of the Belly
It's a fire on the mountain
In a ragged canvas coat
It's warmin' up a belly
With whiskey down the throat

It's the rumblin' of the diesel
The tightenin' of a bolt
The crunch of minus fourty
The hum of thousand volts

Fingers raw from steel strings
Mind burnin' hot like coal
It's a winter storm at north beach
Wearin' holes into my soles

It's a fire on the mountain
In a ragged canvas coat
It's warmin' up a belly
With whiskey down the throat

The rotor wash class windchill
A whole months in the pourin' rain
Tires spinnin' in the muskeg
Devil's club bringin' you pain

The scarecrow in the garden
Ain't foolin' them ol crows
That neverending feeling
Big seas in a tiny boat

It's a fire on the mountain
In a ragged canvas coat
It's warmin' up a belly
With whiskey down the throat

The chainsaw's in the buckbrush
The 'dozer's stuck in a rut
The diesel barrel emptied
Soon to all be covered in mud
soon we'll all be covered in mud
Track Name: Jug of Wine
I have listened to the wind
I've tasted the seas
Followed the seasons
Like a leaf in a tree
I've weathered beneath the weather
Withstood some time
And chased it all down
With big gulps of wine

For wisdom I've question
And wisdom I've found
Could never be bottled
And carried around

But If I have learned something
From the whispering pines
That wisdom without love
Is a Jug without wine

Now my life is a magnum
In a bum's careful hands
Every drop emptied
But I've got a plan
I'll crawl and I'll scamper
I'll scramble and search
I'll follow the shadow
To the sun that gave birth

To the lonesome old feeling
Thats been passed around
From the banker to the poet
From the poet to the clown

When I find it I'll take out
That old jug of wine
And fill it with love
That for a moment is miiiiinnnnnneeee
Track Name: A Wormhole to Heaven
Do you know how God Saves the Queen goes?

I have no idea.

Ok.
Track Name: Soggy Bills
The house where you reside
Is a rag atop your eyes......x3
So burn it down and walk the countryside

YOu'll feel the wind upon your face
And start to give chase......x3
To the instincs that have so long been denied

The shoes upon your feet
Will soon admit defeat......x3
As the weeds push through cracks in the streets

The soggy bills you clutch
Won't be too good for much......x3
When you're left with just your body and your luck

The stars up in the sky
Will shine on after you die.......x3
So face your death with a roar and not a sigh....