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Ullswater EP

by Silverlode

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Ullswater 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…
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Ullswater Toss that golden coin within your pocket into darkest, deepest Ullswater under no illusion that it's ever 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…
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Welcome to The Lake District. Famous for its lakes, forests and fells, rugged beauty, vivid scenery, timeless landscapes and brutal weather in all seasons. Home of Ullswater.

Captured here is the experience of being hemmed in by close mountainous ranges under wind-stricken canvas for a grim week spent in fear of an all-pervasive and eldritch evil, looming in the very core of nature. Trespassing in the secret places of the world.

Harking back to the singles of the 1990s, this EP offers various parallels of this song. Included is the original A Lion Walks Among Us recording (2017), but this five-track EP leads with the new No Longer Gold Version and brings a much more direct and aggressive take on the song with new vocals, guitars and bass recorded in the first national lockdown. Similarly, two remixes made in the same lockdown period by Monkey Finger and Farming Community after a shout out online isolated and bored-at-home friends of the band. To really bring home the sense of dread, Doc Neale’s close narration works wonders and is a departure for Silverlode – a truly independent take on the song where the language of the song really gets to shine.

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released November 13, 2020

Mastered at Grain Division Studios by Rob Rowley
Artwork by Scott Lee Crosby

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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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