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A Momentary Ripple In The Stream / Silverlode (2013 – 2023)

by Silverlode

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1.
Toss that golden coin within your pocket into darkest, deepest Ullswater. It's never coming back --- in an amount equal to itself, or multiplied ten thousand-fold, for when it finally surfaces it will no longer be gold. You choose a lonely path when you choose to wander all alone under lofty canopies of sickly shaded sycamores among the rocky outcrops of lichen-covered stone, down into the cold valley that is waiting, gaping down below. Those who choose to settle by the shores of that freshwater rarely know the beauty of the sunshine others know. Yet the course of their own histories, lost unto the fray, has made them most familiar with the shifting wall of gray of that dark oppressive landscape; looks more and more foreboding, it’s weight sat like an omen on the skyline; a vivid warning as clouds cluster up and blacken, see how they loom ––– see how they threaten a particular brand of violence to anything below. So starts torrential downpour; batters hard upon the canvas, amplifying each and every droplet ––– each and every sound until it forms a brutish drumming lacking rhythm, lacking structure, lacking any sense of timing pounding hard upon the ground and there’s the baying of the cattle, so very sad and distant, I could lose myself to Sorrow and just stay that way forever. Makes me think of missing children lost to heavy weather, dark and gusty midnight snowfall --- wandering lost upon the edge…
2.
All Go 03:01
A dream of indigo under a dark blue vista Feeling like this lull is going to last forever And I don’t even want to know And I don’t even want to know A girl with chestnut hair is going to make me better Promises she will if I would only let her So I do --- I did, I let my grip Fall away --- it was never the same All go. I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know Must the shadow of doubt always darken my day A hungry black dog in each and every alleyway I wonder why I feel so low I wonder why I feel so low Trouble in mind won’t let me settle Worried I am yet to learn the hardest lesson And when it hits, I swear, I will throw in the ring I will burn myself and everything All go. I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know I don’t see it --- I don’t feel it --- I don’t even know
3.
So. You've been called to Richard's office Richard's mad and he'll make you sorry And Richard knows your rights Despite your tears, he'll sleep tonight We've all been there, once or more Silently hope to be swallowed by the floor While his suit goes tight in rage You swear you'll leave but you need the pay Yet if I had a penny for every time he'd thumped his chest Or every time he'd banged upon his desk I’d be looking at a goldmine And I wouldn’t ever have to come back here, I guess I could buy this place and shut it down And say, “Hey Richard, how’d you like it now?” And say, “Hey Richard, how’d you like it now?” “Hey Richard.…” “Hey Richard.…” “Hey Richard.… How’d you like it?” “Hey Richard.…” “Hey Richard.…” “Hey Richard.… How’d you like it?” “I know full well that I am terrible at my job And that my conduct of late can only be described as ‘wrong’ If I put half as much effort into doing things right I could improve my life overnight” Still, if I had a penny for every time he'd thumped his chest Or every time he'd banged upon his desk I’d be looking at a goldmine And I wouldn’t ever have to come back here, I guess I could buy this place and shut it down And say, “Hey Richard, how’d you like it now?” And say, “Hey Richard, how’d you like it now?” You've been called to Richard's office Richard's mad and he'll make you sorry You've been called to Richard's office Richard's mad and he'll make you sorry
4.
Yes it is evening, it's always the evening. Out in the garden, I am freezing. Candle still burning, your coat on my arm, my breath in the air and the air is calm. The tiles in the bathroom, the paint on the door, the things that need mending, your clothes on the floor. You won't pick them up at all. You are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for I saw a serpent biting its tail and a host of angels drowning in flame. I've seen beauty lost, un-replaced --- all I know is that I have to wait. The sky is on fire if you look to the West where the fields burn black and the city is lost. There is nowhere safe for me anymore. You are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for Although I didn’t know I didn’t know How could I not know!? My friends are all scattered throughout time and space but we come together when the effort is made. I've been to more weddings than funerals to date, but I'm aware that one day that will change. Waited one Christmas for the birth of a boy in a hospital ward filled with women and noise. I'll write you your own song, until then be sure, you are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for You are the one that I've been waiting for
5.
-PART ONE- Staring at the green of the cold North Sea with the wind beating down on the old country and I'm tired. I am tired. And no sound comes out when I want to shout; there is a hole in my head full of bullets and lead and I'm tired. I am tired. I see you hiding in the sea Shimmering flecks on aquamarine The age of Aquarius, the year of the shark Swimming, silver, in the water --- a light bulb in the dark And there's no way I am getting my hair wet and there's no way I am going out there and there's no way I am coming out to join you when I’m already drowning right here and I'm tired. I am tired. I see you hiding in the sea Shimmering flecks on aquamarine The age of Aquarius, the year of the shark Swimming, silver, in the water --- a light bulb in the dark No, no, no, no, no. I'm drowning. No, no, no, no, no. I'm tired. I see you hiding in the sea Shimmering flecks on aquamarine The age of Aquarius, the year of the shark Swimming, silver, in the water --- a light bulb in the dark -PART TWO- I shot a soldier in the hand and he'll never shoot again and the tide washes everything away Down the barrel of gun at another human and the tide washes everything away The enemy is within make sure that you don’t work for him --- hold that thought in your memory There are spies everywhere, just be sure there are none here --- hold that thought in your memory Oh, sail away from these rocks, there's many sailors lost --- hold that thought in your memory And there's no way I'm getting my hair wet and there's no way I'm coming out there and there's no way I'm coming out to join you when I'm already drowning right here and I am tired.
6.
Turn off your eyes and take flight to Dudley Edwards skies Turn off your eyes and take flight to Dudley Edwards skies Tender dream wait for me We could meet behind sandcastles on the sea We’re not young but we’re free Tender dream wait for me, wait for me Tender dream wait for me We could meet behind sandcastles on the sea We’re not young but we’re free Tender dream wait for me, wait for me
7.
Tossing and turning on a sea of teeth The Girl In The Swing always helps me to sleep And not for the first time in my whole life But I fucked up pretty bad this time…. Here at the top of my skull, I wonder, how could it be If hearts are little liars and are not to be believed And you say I am insolent Oh, I’m incomplete I’m a forest fire on a city street But I don’t want to be I’ve got a life to lead And you say I’m juvenile I’m an awful friend I’m a runaway train at the railroad’s end Something I don’t want to see That’s not even me, no I was sailing away upon a lake of sweat Every harbor filled with poison regret And I wasn’t sure if I’d survive So I brought a pistol to your knife fight Here at the top of my skull, I wonder, how could it be If hearts are little liars and are not to be believed And you say I am insolent Oh, I’m incomplete I’m a forest fire on a city street But I don’t want to be I’ve got a life to lead And you say I’m juvenile I’m an awful friend I’m a runaway train at the railroad’s end Something I don’t want to see That’s not even me, no Some ride for a woman who has no name Some ride for a king Me, I ride and ride for The Girl In The Swing Race like a phantom through fields of snow You ask me if I know what love is, well sure I know But hearts are little liars and must be treated so If hearts are little liars and I don’t want to know
8.
There she stands before me in a dim-lit afterlife --- She's a devourer of worlds As the morning breaks I surcome to the illusion She is there for me and I for her If you’d told me this yesterday or the day before I would not believe it to be true I'm absorbing all of the light so deep, you see, I, I have lost perspective on you Sat awake in bed for I do not dare to dream Those visions in my head sing low There's water all around as I slip and sink away, deep Deep, deep down to depths untold If you’d told me this yesterday or the day before I would not believe it to be true I'm absorbing all of the light so deep, you see, I, I have lost perspective on you Standing before me she speaks the immortal lines There are no exit signs --- Standing before me she speaks the immortal lines There are no exit signs --- you're mine! When you're smiling at me, I'll believe anything you say Even if you told me I was dead I'm faintly aware of the trouble I'm in But where’s the rationale in what she’s said here? There is no rationale No exit signs And no way out There’s no way out
9.
Dinosaurs 03:46
So, here’s a little girl with a message for the world But all you want to do is knock her down a peg or two It’s all you want to do Dinosaurs. She will not rise to your tactics She can see straight through your words as she is She is straight-talking, and direct of thought And you; Dinosaurs. Got a sick feeling in my belly Like a lead weight, feeling gravity’s pull From inside me, what a time to Be To be alive, during times like these The audacity to breath Dinosaurs, you’re all dinosaurs. Get the fuck out the kitchen! Get out of the kitchen. Take your awful opinions And yes, I’ve seen you on the BBC You’re blinkered and tired And the worst kind of liar A Dinosaur! Take heed of the signs Call in Faith, call in Science You stand to cash a bad cheque Stand for all our regrets Got your head in the sand Still got feet on dry land When the house is on fire When the weather is wild When the time’s set to change When the truth is unveiled When that lesson is learnt All that money you earned Put it back in the Earth And lament what it’s really, what’s really, what’s really, really worth So go little girl, address the leaders of the world Despite what they’ll do, what they’ll try do to, to you Dinosaurs
10.
It’s like the city is burning to the sound of all sin, The stench of death in the evening and the burning of skin When the pressure is on you must defuse, the bomb --- Defuse the bomb! You are lost in the world I never chose this path. Decisions I could've made. I never thought to ask if there were other paths to take Oh, please close the curtains, I just feel so worthless --- I feel unworthy! I am lost in the world Of bad thoughts and bad things --- hear alarm bells ring I’ve been feeling negative, Darling and I can’t help but sing Of bad thoughts and bad things --- feel the bad vibrations --- Darker days are coming Sweetness, tomorrow will be here soon With the tossing and turning of the things I forgot And the things I’m still learning and the things I must not Hey, don’t trust anyone --- know your enemies, son --- my son --- You are my son! You are on view to the world Between the idle and greedy, the straight and the true, The poor and the needy, you will have to choose Honesty is hard while covering your cards --- And your heart! Hide them from the eyes of the world Of bad thoughts and bad things --- hear alarm bells ring I’ve been feeling negative, Darling and I can’t help but sing Of bad thoughts and bad things --- feel the bad vibrations --- Darker days are coming Sweetness, tomorrow will be here soon Ah, yes.... the ink I bleed on these faint ruled lines As my pen runs riot and then runs dry Tells only of half-glimpsed scenes But these are my thoughts; these are my dreams I confuse them all with the life I’ve lived And sing of things as I see fit So you can try asking --- there isn’t always an answer to provide I walk up and down this treble cleft A piece of me in each note pressed And maybe I was Eustace Grimm But the fact remains that I’m not him And if I was, I would never say I’m just not honest in that way It was just a feeling --- that was the feeling at the time… Bad thoughts and bad things --- hear alarm bells ring I’ve been feeling negative, Darling and I can’t help but sing Of bad thoughts and bad things --- feel the bad vibrations --- Darker days are coming Sweetness, tomorrow will be here soon And yet the fever is easing, I’m awake once again But the worry I’m feeling just won’t go away Get it out of my throat --- bring the sponge and the soap --- Go get the hose! I am naked and on view to the world I am naked and on view to the world I am naked and on view to the world
11.
In The Dark 03:55
Hello my Lady, I can see you're shaken and cold --- Lying there lonely, like you're alone. I know there's twilight scratching at your door --- I see your problem; I see what you're fearful for, But you are still young, anyway. Hello my Lady, I can see you're shattered and scared --- Lying there lonely, oh, it's not fair. I hear there's trouble between you and the Lord --- So melancholy just lying there, flawed, But your time’s not done, anyway. Welcome to the realm of sadness --- we see many tourists like you Come feed the monsters in their cages as you pass through This forsaken place could be your end like many travelers before Beasts and demons wait in the dark to snatch you if you fall. Hello my Lady, I can see you're shaken and cold --- Lying there lonely, like you're alone. I know there's twilight scratching at your door --- I see your problem; I see what you're fearful for, But you're still young, anyway And your time is not done, anyway.
12.
Our Flame 04:11
The two of us dancing through the humid dark Wildly swinging this torch in a bright burning arc To let our love be seen from all the highest hills We set those beacons burning --- may they burn there still But what’s a good old-fashioned fire to do? Except burn through me and burn through you And all of the things from which we fashioned our lives And the things that keep us safe in the darkness of night Still you can burn all the negatives. Burn all the proof I am both lost and found when I’m with you But what’s a good old-fashioned fire to do? Except burn through me and burn through you Everything echoing out in the dark No sound comes back as reply Oh the worry of it all No, we mustn’t tell a soul --- Lovers are not welcome anymore So say you’ll take me with you when you go You are the brightest flame In the darkest place I know I’ll forever say your name So say you’ll take me with you when you go To the place where the glowing tongues of candles sing your praise A blinding light so bright and white where my soul is claimed. Yeah, Say you’ll take me with you when you go
13.
William 03:38
“William, will you let me ride to war with you? I’ve seen your flags, I’ve seen your infantry blue, so say you’ll let me ride to war you. Summer’s over and the harvest’s through and I would surely make good company too.” “Oh, let your heart be stilled. Christ alive”, I cried And died once more inside You close the door and let Death pass you by Distant on the breeze Distant on the breeze It comes, it comes --- “Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” --- Voices of the people gathered there Gathered to wave away the dead “Brother, I won’t have you ride to war with me. Work your land while you are still free. Keep the home fires bright for me. Your death is not something that I want to see on the blood-soaked mud of the low valley.” “Oh, let your heart be stilled. Christ alive”, I cried And died once more inside You close the door… Distant on the breeze Distant on the breeze It comes it comes --- “Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” --- Voices of the people gathered there Gathered to wave away the dead Gathered to wave away the dead Gathered to wave away the dead
14.
When they come, looking for me I’ll be entirely still, I’ll try not to breathe They will come, beating their drum, Take me under your wing, I’ll pay you in kind All by myself --- in sickness and health All by myself --- there are no words In the sun, the wonders of love, life, death; Fill up my head, the picture erodes When they come looking for me I’ll be, entirely still, I’ll try not to breathe All by myself --- in sickness and health All by myself --- there are no words My thesaurus has burned I’ve learned what I’ve learned for you
15.
Never understood how I got so worn out Became so boring --- Once was exciting All seems like yesterday Did it all just sublimate? In the blinking of an eye --- One of two that’re so tired And all I say now is Can’t understand how… But Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. All the days of my life Lined up in a neat line Where I kissed my first love The house where I grew up All the friends I once had Came and went like fickle fads Gone into the shadows Left for Time to swallow What then do I know? It’s the Henry Boring Show! But Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. When the war was all won Couldn't stand what I'd done But it was only orders Perimeters, borders…. What about my children? What did I teach them? When did I lose them? What would I say to them? Something quite awful Makes me uncomfortable But, Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Nothing really matters In the unravelling of Time Love lies in tatters Shreds of gold throughout my life All precious Memory So don’t you worry Don’t you worry about Worry about me. I love this old town But something broke down Still so much happening Always gently humming Behind a white piano It's a song we all know It's sad and real slow Just stops when we’re old But let me be clear I’ve lived and died here So Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me. Baby, don't you worry ‘bout me.
16.
At the turn of the century Things weren’t so great It was kind of barbaric --- The poverty into which I came A social order From another age It shackled me tight And would have suppressed me to the grave I ran For Dear Life I ran And I closed my eyes. And I try to remember my mother She was… gentle and kind Unlike my brute of a father --- An aggressive drunkard, most of the time I must have been around ten When it really hit home That this was no life here And one day I would kill him or go I ran For Dear Life I ran And I closed my eyes. So I let it be known That I was leaving home This place --- had a sickness That through the years, I had come to know And I knew there’d be hell on When he got back But I boarded that train anyway And I, I never looked back I ran For Dear Life I ran And I closed my eyes. I ran For Dear Life I ran And I closed my eyes. Tight.
17.
So you're stuck here, polishing trinkets that you know will never sell While the sun goes down behind the shutters, this town is cold and, out of season, it's hell And all the lovers have left town The streets are empty now And you're stuck here. Once again, as the waves go out, you wonder if they'll return Just another doubt --- but of course they do, they always do and that's the only lesson you've learned And all the lovers have left town It's nearly Christmas now And you're stuck here All in all, a pretty bad year But you're here because they pay you, Dear, and I know your heart is dulling --- they say worse things happen at sea so strike up your courage and leave Because all the lovers have left town It's unrecognisable now And you're stuck here
18.
Friends 03:04
Tried to party all night but I crashed out 'round twelve-thirty Tried to party all night but I really wasn't thirsty And I wasn't going to go, I tried to stay at home but they made me Yeah, there's something going on but I'm a stay-in Stacey And if I don't get back alive Or if I don't make thirty-five I’ve had a wonderful time, thanks for coming to see me Had a wonderful time, but I read the signs, I'm leaving And I wasn't going to go, ‘cos I’ve forgotten how to partáy Tried to party all night but I threw up outside Carpe And if I don't get back alive Or if I don't make thirty-five Keep holding on Keep holding on Keep holding ever-shifting shapes and bodies out in space, anon Hey, that’s friends, holding on And if I don't get back alive Or if I don't make thirty-five Keep holding on Keep holding on Keep holding ever-shifting shapes and bodies out in space, anon Hey, that’s friends, holding on
19.
Tonight, I’m going out murderin’ With my doctor’s coat and my doctor’s hat And my doctor’s tools in my doctor’s bag And it’s only ‘cos I’m lonely tonight Tonight, I’m going out stranglin’ Got my stranglin’ scarf and my stranglin’ gloves My strangler’s stare and my strangler’s clutch And it’s only ‘cos I’m lonely tonight Will you be there when I call? Oh yeah, of course, I disconnected the phones AAnd I know full well you are home Because I can see through your windows And it’s only ‘cos I’m lonely tonight
20.
I went out hunting in the wintertime --- Nobody saw my arrow pierce his heart Nobody else saw him die Our breath hung silent in the frozen air --- My arrow held, suspended in the light As I took the glint from his eye And in that moment, everything is life Then, in a bygone time I saw you Standing in the kitchen, making bread The house alive with lavender oil And I remember what you said --- About the line that divides the living and the dead And in that moment, everything is life And I wonder if I can really go on As I shuffle closer to the edge Of something new, something dangerous And I remember what you said --- About the line that divides the living and the dead
21.
Beneath a big black cloud in a dreamless sleep There is nothing but earth receding Falling from my feet and I too will fall My body will fail, and I will fall, and I hear you call out --- “Hey, don’t you go, before I can get to you…” And then the Coroner sighs a great big sigh. She’s sighed it many, many, many, many times And it falls out of her mouth Expressed instinctively as a big black cloud You can call it Death if you want to speak it out loud Here I sing in the open West --- I’m just trying to pay my spiritual debts Strike up the funeral band. Wreaths and coloured garlands, warm clasped hands Forefathers, friends and family --- I’m just trying to pay those spiritual debts “Everything turns back to sand”. Wreaths and coloured garlands, warm clasped hands The rigors of Time, so indifferent. Consistent. Relentless, pure and simple In the back of my mind it features, Always in the middle distance. Look back at the love in life I built up as resistance Do ones who went before me wait for me to come And the ones I knew in life come to greet me when I’m done? Oh yeah, if you see the Glory before I do Will you meet me at the station when my train comes through? When my train, oh, when my train comes through When my train, oh, when my train comes through
22.
Medicine 03:42
Baby take your medicine, don’t you go again. Saw you take to the air, fell like leaves down the stairs and since then we've both been slipping away. Clinging hard to these shapes from which our bodies are made but you're looking at me like a ghost. Above the noise in the street, you wake in soaking sheets again. I try cool your brow as you lie back down looking like you are dead, apart from beads of sweat on your pretty forehead. I get such a deep sense of dread. You’re so far away, I can't reach, I can’t take it. You’re so far away. I can't reach. In the canticles of love there must be reference to, somewhere, this heavy-handed blackness that has driven a wedge so firmly between me and you --- a constant companion always bearing his teeth, whispering false wisdom and grief Oh, where your mind's been I can hardly begin to believe --- you tried to soar in the air like a bird on a prayer, and for a moment, you were free of your cares only you tumbled down so hard to the ground --- and your sadness is destroying me! Because you’re so far away, I can't reach, I can’t take it. You’re so far away. I can't reach. But I’ll stay by your side and that’s how it must be anyway. So come on do your worst, I can share in the hurt and I’ll try keep firm my beliefs despite your two eyes like burning coals in the night --- oh, please take your medicine for me! Maybe lessen the sound of the world falling down all around --- try pull the thorn from your side, lift the veil from your eyes. Baby, I want all of you! Not just the tears in my eyes long after you've died --- me and you, we belong in this life But you’re so far away, I can't reach, I can’t take it. You’re so far away, I can't reach. You’re so far away, I can't reach, I can’t take it. You’re so far away. I can't reach you….
23.
My Fear 03:30
I’m sorry to tell you, I’ve forgotten your story The one that you told me a long time ago The memories have faded, like ink on the pages The stone has eroded, the words have been lost An edit, a rewrite, a change to the tempo Familiar shapes moulded, to fit a new dream Voices escaping from under the covers Telling a story that once was unseen ‘Cause tomorrow will soon come And you’ll think about what you’ve done In the calm, before the fears set in And you look into their eyes, and realise You can’t save them I didn’t want to stay here It wasn’t my idea And so I locked the door And locked away my fear
24.
Low…… in the morning, in the morning…. Sickness and poison are doing me in, canvas opinion from saints As you cry your desert dream goes by Buy it in bottles dispense at a whim, feel like a badly made film In your corduroy skin you feel so Low…… in the morning, in the morning…. Low…… in the morning, in the morning…. And I’ll take to the streets with my message, Even though it may be hard to defend This I’ll do with my life yet to spend And you’re looking at me and I’m finding it hard to even pretend That I will still be here in the end I get so low in the mornings sometimes, my friend Passion of intellect, liberty, books, across the hill seabirds agree You are what the world is waiting for Forget the hollow, the training of skulls, demand our attention again I think then you might not feel so Low…… in the morning, in the morning…. Low…… in the morning, in the morning…. Low…… Low……
25.
Running 03:40
Hear the carrion call On the westward wind As a new tear forms And rolls down your skin Always the trouble is O, the time that it takes To kill a man with your bare hands --- A choice you should never have had to make There’s blood on your sleeve and you’re running to me There’s blood on your sleeve and you’re running to me For a days on end a hard rain falls As your mind explodes with fearful thoughts Through the mud of the fields and the moss of the trees Don’t get caught --- keep up your speed With the wind at your back they are hard on your heels You have so far to go but you know how it feels To be young and in love but there’s blood on your sleeve And you’re running to me There’s blood on your sleeve and you’re running to me There’s blood on your sleeve and you’re running to me I will keep you safe O, I will keep you safe There is nothing in this world that would cause my arms to break Once they wrap around you --- you out there in the dark O, keep running to me (((...I can hear your heart...)))
26.
A silent and dark light streaks over the edge of the abyss Searching for that lost thought, nightmare or forgotten sin. With an abstract ability to conjure, manifest, form and bring to the minds eye nothing but wicked thought and Satan prayer….. It pirouettes independently in the desolate vacuum of thought. Seeking. Always seeking. Beneath the waters edge, a foam and raging angst which batters relentlessly at jagged rocks while formations of serenity dance, translucent in the misty dark A forgotten poem, a song, the memory of a child; only to trickle away as the darkness, never forgiving, forces them down into the drink Clarity; shrouded in dark, dense blacken fog; silent, is ever searching for the other side of the darkness but can only ever muster sadness, just like the missing children lost to heavy weather in deepest, darkest Ullswater It is weak, it has no strength or purchase, it is easily dissuaded and the darkness knows it, it loses purpose or reason and slips even when it hears a happy song no matter how loud or how beautiful Instead, it fades away into a sad voice which hangs in the air like a led zeppelin awaiting its inevitable fiery doom It’s a constant battle akin to a scene from Paradise Lost, secretly knowing Satan is the real hero. A mind not to be changed by place or time. Then, suddenly and without warning, the darkness lifts and clarity, sanity and serenity reveals itself Like a never-ending photographer’s flash or a bolt of lightning which stays in the dark clouds forever, the light which has been missing for an aeon, finally arrives Relief, happiness, a weight lifted, forgotten kind words between friends come flooding back Only the joy which should soar doesn’t last for long, but not because darkness triumphs over light, but because I feel lost without it I miss the darkness, I long for the searchlight of misery to hunt out those torturous tales and past sorrows Without the weight of sadness upon my shoulders, I feel like I could lift off at any time A lucid dream, clutching on to the coattails of a nightmare

about

Collected Singles. Tracks 2, 6, 10 and 26 taken from Eye In The Void (silverCD014). Tracks 4, 5, 13, 17, 18 and 22 taken from A Lion Walks Among Us (silverCD020), Tracks 15 and 16 taken from A Life Of Labours (silverCD042).

credits

released November 24, 2023

Credits

Scott Lee Crosby - Vocal, Bass, Piano, Synths and Drums on 1, 5, 17
Mo Longfellow - Drums and Piano and Spoken Word on 26
Rob Rowley - Vocal, Rhythm Guitar, Programming
Hannah Searle-Jones - Vocal, Synths and Bass on 13 and 17
Stephen Stewart - Lead Guitar on 9, 21, 23, 24

With thanks to
Gareth Sutcliffe - Vocal, Lead Guitar on all tracks except 9, 21, 23, 24
David Varley-Doran - Drums on 2, 18, 25

Additional Musicians
Natalie Smith - Flutes, Clarinet, Oboe on 6
Clare Herriott - Cello on 9, 21, 26
Maryline Pineau - Backing Vocal on 25

All songs written by SILVERLODE

All Lyrics by Rob Rowley except 6 by Scott Lee Crosby and 14 and 24 by Crosby/Rowley, 23 by Hannah Searle-Jones and 26 by Mo Longfellow.

All tracks recorded at Grain Division Studios, Leeds

All tracks mastered by Mike Cockerham at Skye Lane

Artwork by Scott Lee Crosby

Photography by Mo Longfellow

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Silverlode Leeds, UK

Silverlode is a folksome indie rock band from Leeds.

A folk band in the broadest sense of the word; dogs of pop; self-taught musical ruffians who play to their own traditions. Reinventors of self and prone to playing their songs in a myriad of ways, join Silverlode on their mythological journey through history, future, fantasy and good times via their ever-evolving music.

DIY since 2001.
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