Wabi​-​Sabi Soul

by Dylan Tighe

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released April 15, 2016

Songs:

Ducasse (for my grandmother)
Flowers on my Grave
Mantra
Never That Simple
Fuck Perfection
Kith and Kin
Take my Pain Away
Love Can Die so Slowly
Salt in my Wounds
Cult Leader
Women are Healers
On My Knees
Northern Soul

All songs and Lyrics : Dylan Tighe*
Guitars, Vocals, Casio MT-140 : Dylan Tighe
Bass Clarinet, Saxophone, OP1 synth: Seán Mac Erlaine
Bass : Garvan Gallagher
Drums: Conor Murray
Hammond, Wurlitzer, Rhodes: Darragh O'Kelly
Pedal Steel, Slide Guitar on 'Cult Leader': Travis Lyon
Analogue Tape Effects: Sean Coleman
Gong: Samuel Beckett
Additional voices: Henry Miller, Pope John Paul II, woman at Pope John Paul Mass 1979
* except Take my Pain Away - Music: Dylan Tighe and Conor Murray, and On My Knees : lyrics Dylan Tighe & Grace Dyas.

Produced by Dylan Tighe and Sean Coleman
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Sean Coleman
Assistant engineer and tape op: Peter Ashmore

Recorded to analogue tape with digital overdubs at Orphan Recording Studios Dublin, Ireland July 2015- February 2016

Cover Illustration : Shota Kotake

The release of the album was celebrated with 2 world-premiere events : an exclusive 5.1 surround sound Listening event with lyrics in 3D in the Light House Cinema Smithfield on May 10th, and a Live Headphones Concert in the main library of DLR Lexicon, Dun Laoghaire on April 29th.

For more information, to request interviews & images please contact:
ANN MARIE WALSH, NOVATONE MUSIC MEDIA
Tel: 087 2460957 musicireland@hotmail.com

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Track Name: Wabi-Sabi Soul
Ducasse (for my grandmother)

Life is like
A drug that drains
The mind of sense
And what remains
When all is lost?
No recompense
No breath left
In the future tense

And most of us die
As the demons bray
The happy few
Die another way
Life in her limp
Glove-puppet hand
Ducasse slips slow off
To another land

And the living left
Thinking of themselves
No amount of loss
Can erase that debt

Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du

And most of us die
As the demons bray
The happy few
Die another way
Life in her limp
Glove-puppet hand
Ducasse slips slow off
To another land

And the living left
Thinking of themselves
No amount of loss
Can erase that debt

Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du

Flowers on my Grave

Back in 2002
I should have walked away from you
Instead of burrowing a hole
From which I'm trying still to crawl
When all is done there’s nothing worse
Than to be loved and not to love
There's still a question I must ask
That my bad dreams have been made of

Will you put flowers on my grave when I am gone,
Or will you keep your distance like in life you have done?

I went to see a shaman once
Way across a mountain pass
He bid me say farewell to you
But his invocations didn't last
Now with this song I say goodbye
And wish you well in all you do
I apologise for any hurt
That I left inside of you

Will you put flowers on my grave when I am gone
Or will you keep your distance like in life you have done?

Mantra

Give it a try before you die

Never that Simple

When you feel like all’s gone wrong
When all you're singing is a lonely song
Pull the love inside yourself
To glue the pieces of the broken delf

We’re all doomed and that’s a fact
Can’t be saved by no dogmatic tracts
Just embrace the vast unknown
Let your heart be your metronome

But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple

Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du

When it seems that life is shit
Grab a hold of it
By the scruff of the neck
And paint it like Toulouse-Lautrec

Kick against the pricks
Who try to diagnose the way you tick
Let your brave heart find
The strength to leave your mind behind

But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple
But it’s never that simple

Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du
Du, Du, Du, Du, Du, Du

Fuck Perfection

I'll tell you where I've been and where I'm gonna go
In this tale of wo-o-o-o-o-e
Modern human sacrifice:
The rich eat steak and the poor eat the rice
Pricks still telling us what to do
What to think and who to screw

I'm jaded, of being anybody other than my self
Jaded of playing all the parts of everybody else
Jaded of being all the places that I've been before
Jaded, sick of this psychic folklore

Time to put the theories and the cross away
No more judgement days
Cling to the rock and not the roll
In my wabi-sabi soul
Fuck perfection as an ideal
Don’t think just feel

I'm jaded, of being anybody other than my self
Jaded of playing all the parts of everybody else
Jaded of being all the places that I've been before
Jaded, sick of this psychic folklore

Kith and Kin

I can't blame the state I'm in
On my kith and kin
It's all down to myself

There's nothing no one else can do
The only one can save you is you
May the light shine on

That's why I'm singing this song
To summon the strength within
To be my own kith and kin

Be my own kith and kin
Be my own kith and kin
Be my own kith and kin
Be my own kith and kin
I can't blame the state I'm in
On my kith and kin
It's all down to myself

Take my pain away

Love can die so slowly

Each time I swear its the last time
That I give love a chance.
I cut you from my life like a tumour
Like a boil to be lanced

Although I broke open your heart at the seams
The smell of your skin's still invading my dreams
although I rationally know we are not of one soul
I still feel condemned with no chance of parole
Cos love can die,
So slowly

And Love can die so slowly
And Love can die so slowly
Ooh- Ooh

I search for your face every evening
On that vile internet
I imagine you fucking another
Without an ounce of regret

Deep down I don't want you but cant let you go
My lust strong as steel while my love melts like snow
So pathetically cruel to behave like a child
Who discards all his toys and then still feels deprived
Love can die,
So slowly

And Love can die so slowly
And Love can die so slowly
Ooh-Ooh
Ooh-Ooh

Salt in my wounds

Salt in my wounds
Love like a tombstone
Marking the spot
Where love never grew
Marking the chasm
Between me and you
Romeo's dead and Juliet too

You were the queen of that nation
Called cold recrimination
Taking me down a peg or three
Destroying what was you and me

But I bear you no illness
I wish you peace and great stillness
From the heart you said I don't possess
I long for just one last caress

Salt in my wounds
Love like a tombstone
Marking the spot
Where love never grew
Marking the chasm
Between me and you
Romeo's dead and Juliet too

Cult Leader

I want to be a cult leader
Build my own place
Fill it up with people
Start my own race
To replace religion
A harem of blue eyed girls
Re-designing morals
For my brand new world

Won't you tell me maybe baby
Maybe you'll come along
Cast all of your fears aside
And won't you come along
For the ride?

I want to be a cult leader
Be loved by everyone
Of every sex and colour
Rasputin's only son
Proselytising pleasure
No bible or book of common prayer
No Koran or Torah
Total freedom de riguer

Won't you tell me maybe baby
Maybe you'll come along
Cast all of your fears aside
And won't you come along
For the ride?

I want to be a cult leader,
Lead my people to the promised land
Of milk and honies
Palm trees and golden sands
Where nothing's forbidden
No laws or closing time
Love the only weapon
To fight the death of time

Won't you tell me maybe baby
Maybe you'll come along
Cast all of your fears aside
And won't you come along
For the ride?

Women are healers

When your heart’s like a ship in a storm that’s run aground
Gripped by a force that’s lonely and profound
The heat that will melt the icebergs of your mind
Is to be found in the arms of the healers of humankind

Women are healers who can heal all the men
So let’s get together and bring pain to an end
Women are healers who can heal all the men
So let’s get together and bring pain to an end

Caesar and god they try to keep you down
To stop the force of your love spreading around
When what the world needs is so many more seeds of what you sow
So that man can be healed and his troubles overthrown

Women are healers who can heal all the men
So let’s get together and bring pain to an end
Women are healers who can heal all the men
So let’s get together and bring pain to an end

On My knees

Trying to start
This whole ordeal anew
Get back to what I knew
When I was five
Last time I felt alive

To those childhood dreams
That seemed oh so real
Before time
Saw them all fit to steal

On my knees
Arranging letters
Trying to put an order
On the chaos of our lives

What's at the start?
What's at the end?
I thought I knew something
About the middle but I don't

And the only thing
That will get me through is work
To stem this paralysing urge to lurk
Round this mojo-morgue going beserk

Just a few small hours a day
Come on it could be so much worse
I'm hardly working in a factory
I'm just singing songs for company

On my knees
Arranging letters
Trying to put an order
On the chaos of our lives

What's at the start?
What's at the end?
I thought I knew something
About the middle but I don't

Northern Soul

No more pills to obscure my ills
No more reflective overkill
No more songs of misery
No more existential philosophy

I'm okay now
I'm okay now

No more clouds to block my sun
No more tears congealed in tons
No more grey blotting out my colour
No more days hiding from my mother

I'm okay now
I'm okay now

No more laments in minor chords
No more dreams of lonesome fjords
May the light shine in to my northern soul
Let love begin to take its toll

I'm okay now
I'm okay now
I'm okay now
I'm okay now