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by Crooked Mouth

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Decay 02:57
They came across a dark and empty sea With hearts filled up with hope and fear and love and greed They came to build a great, bright dream from in their minds What would they say if they could look into our time? Decay! This creeping moss with soon devour all As leaves in autumn, so our spirits fall Barren branches seeking summer’s call Under rain that falls eternal And now we reap a crop sown many years ago In this land of fog and wood and snow Did they think this great, bright dream could ever last? What did they think we’d see when we looked in the past? Decay! A land so endless, wild, and vast All hope of going back has passed To a beast undying we are lashed This endless falling rain will always last
I am a navigational and come from County Cork And I had to leave my native land to find a job of work The crops were bad in Ireland and the tax too much to pay So I travelled far across the sea to build the rail way. Here come the navvies, out to earn their pay We work with barrow, plough and spade to clear the cut away And when we swing our hammers down, with sweat all through the day And we scar the face of nature for to build the rail way Once I was a ploughman and I did a decent job I worked from dawn 'til darkness just to earn a couple o' bob But when the praties died on us I couldn't pay me way And so I travelled far across the sea to build the railway The lads who build the railway, we are a motley crew And when we've sweated all day long, we like a drink or two The local folk don't take to us, but still I'm proud to say In years to come our monument will be the railway
From the east there rides a man A stranger to this land He comes to till the soil And plant new seeds within Seeds of a new beginning In the land where the sunset Touches endless fields of gold There lives a young boy on the rails Workin’ hard on the iron roads One hundred long years Since his folk had left their land Perhaps they had forgotten The time when the Bruce and Wallace made their stand But that old spirit Had not gone from their hearts For soon their forgotten brothers called across the sea, the end of their world was to start Fire up the guns! Start up the drums! Through fields of green stained thick with red we run Wastin’ away at the end of the day Every sunrise brings a new decay Fire up the guns! Start up the drums! With your blood there will be peace for everyone Pipin’ through the gore, worse than before Did you know what you are fighting for? From the east there rides a man A stranger to this land He comes to harrow up the soil, bury deep the past And plant new seeds within Seeds of a new beginning
Shatter 03:35
The stars fly at night Under this darling sky The darkness of the mind Reaches towards the light Oh, I wish you well!
The Arms of the Mountain call you home Is there an ending to love? There is an ending The Arms of the Mountain call you home Is there an ending to love? There is no ending
When the rhythm is broken And the melody lacks Can the grip of time’s hands on us Ever be slacked? Or this way must we ever stay? As a broken-hearted man wants others to feel his pain Inside, he knows it’s all in vain So I carve a bindrune into my flesh Raging against this terrible fear of death For out of the winds of the howling black We know in our hearts we can never go back To a time before this crime
The spirit of a place It can subside Leaving just a trace Of what you once felt inside So I take my leave I burn what was sacred To me And as my ancestors once proved It’s in our nature To start anew...


"The majestic northern soul of Crooked Mouth squares our shoulders and uplifts our hearts with their finest offering to date. Decay is rich and mature, smelling of salt and soil.
The ocean size bluster of side A, blows deftly through the scene with an upright and regal songcraft. Ian Campbell authors a songbook of focused and intimate originality which shines brighter than so many rehashed tropes. Foregoing the typical occult posturing and other sinister themes for a genuinely personal experience, the entire album brims with the heat of the hearth. A modest sense of ancestral pride, childhood nostalgia and homebound gratitude all well up from the atmosphere of this album. Side B sees our journeyman tear off his clothes to plunge over the rapids and land effortlessly into the kind of heart-opening grooves that have made the high northwest regions famous, one generation after the next. Irish folk tunes meet post-industrial grit, tribal confidence and stirring Pacific dirge all wrapped in flannel and swollen with beer, stumbling in song with echoes bounding throughout the night and burning deeply together beneath a filter of giant fir trees. The arms of the mountain call you home."

- Clay Ruby

Decay was recorded across southern British Columbia in the years 2014-2016.

This album is inspired my direct paternal ancestors of Clan Campbell, who strove to begin a new life in the Dominion of Canada. It is dedicated to them.


released May 24, 2017

The songs were principally performed by Crooked Mouth, with S.P. Haché contributing flute wherever it is heard, and guitar on the final track. I’d also like the thank Scythe Bearer for the use of his musical/magickal tools. This album was mastered, with great generosity, by Nathaniel Ritter (Knit Her, Wreathes).

“Here Come the Navvies” was written by Ian Campbell (R.I.P) and first recorded by The Ian Campbell Folk Group in 1969 on their eponymous album. I have changed a few lyrics from the original version.

Released by Shadow of the Stone Recordings (BC) on CD and Brave Mysteries Recording Company (WI) on cassette in 2017.


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Founded by Ian Campbell in western Canada in 2012, CROOKED MOUTH has developed their own style of post-industrial folk music, blending influences from the original neofolk wave , with the obscurities of 60/70s acid folk, archaic folklore groups, post-punk music, and the contemporary underground. ... more

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