Skeleton Blush

by World Sanguine Report

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1.
It’s a dark, dark place without moonlight It’s a dark, dark place without the moon It’s a cold, cruel world in sunlight We’re are a dark, dark world with a moon
2.
Blench 04:55
Blench Crayon craned a plainsong She claimed her playsong Between her cold thighs Waxy, cold thighs Her nightlight Stone rolled the letters Rolling deep for debtors In mournful bloodlight Starboard Do it Eat this Chew it Fuck this Be it Be damned Meat slammed and shotgun Bloater Meat damned in neon Flyblown worn eye Sallow low-ride Deadlight Chased out Spring forward A fall back call Maw loathes the tide Bit Be it Shove it Be this Dream it Be his Be damned A hard hand pleases Grey faced fixed fixers Slow hip walk turn Could not make him out For all their sins, with all their grins Coins pile high and open pores Moonlight clanks free as she falls And calls in Recoil Blench’s spoils Twist Resist Feral crushing Surd Twist Potent Feral surd Recoil Blench’s spoils Do it Eat this Chew it Fuck this Be it Do it Shove it Be this Dream it Be his Be damned Vim runs the landslips Running cheap for handslips Filching starlight A filthy junklight Broker Eagle heads for fortune Finger sport like coursing Fed on time Harch
3.
No Reason 04:15
Feeling heat beneath the smoke and wires Applaud for the reason and be caught swinging upside down Trade the truth for no more lies There is no reason to be caught Skulking shades hide their eyes This is the season to be caught swinging upside down Her dress was hired and the ring is tired She has her reason and was caught swinging upside She cried Baby don’t leave me here So soon Darling, don’t you know the heart Must bleat and bleed Everytime The knives were dropped and the line mistimed Laugh for no reason He was caught swinging upside down Pristine shirts and tucked in ties They will have their reasons and be caught swinging upside He cried Baby don’t leave me here So soon But darling don’t you know the heart Must bleat and bleed Everytime
4.
Disinter 03:13
Around and around we go Belly up afloat Caught in a gaze and lonesome In currents of wilted air Imbibed by the bribe From our scribers scribe Around you round me stowed Gliding by Between the worm and the berry The horse and clamp Between the cloves and the cloth The rot and bran Between the claws and the post The tracks and tank It chirps All of the time Gliding by Glide Gliding by Glide Aloof, adrift We are ghost white opercula Insolvent milt in mono Marrow’s slow slip show Blackbirds and sky In the stocks are tied Rain down in the new year Outside the window Gliding by Glide Between the worm and the berry The horse and the clamp Between the cloves and the cloth The rot and bran Between the claws and the post The tracks and tank It chirps All of the time Awaiting The mouse and the stream The blade and shield Between the robe and pole The wave and beatings Between the word and the trade The herd and web It chirps All of the time Gliding by Around and around we go This dizzying vertigo A wind kicked stringless kite Awaiting flight
5.
Hide emerges slyly Like a flower to the moon Entangled in motion Far from kisses Wings wail when working The gas with their spoons We're a scoop for nothing So far from kisses A high skin blood rush C38158 chanced it again Curled up all tightly The body's on it's own Pulled out a fraction late All will be pooled together For Monstera and Crow's Junkcap and peepshow Kelp berm belt Roto claw arm Vents clogged and crazing Sucker rod pump Sac wheel sump Hip for the Skeleton Blush Housing choke Carbon torque can Wild fires whisk thermo Chains get pulled It's a freeholder's hand Hold tough till the Skeletons Blush Borrowed sleep Strawman’s grief Is the midnight rime Like a slow hand On a stiff man's watch Trawling ticks of time Smiles let the tongue sweat For the thrill Of swallowed cusses And memories Hooked on prime time frets C6 output shaft split Tankers innards out Splayed out on the table The body forgot to gloat Acetone plains chomp And spank the crane arms down A high hole mimics Porta purges innings Kelp berm belt Roto claw arm Vents clogged and crazing Sucker rod pump Sac wheel sump Hip for the Skeleton Blush Housing choke Carbon torque can Wild fires whisk thermo Chain gets pulled It's a freeholder's hand Hold tough till the Skeletons Blush Navel breach The national line Nare cab and tiller Mountains capsize Tors tumble down Kicking up dust till the Skeletons Blush
6.
Aaou 01:21
[INSTRUMENTAL]
7.
Aou 05:15
If we’d packed up our old kit bags yesterday And today those rags were all gone There’d be no boats Out upon the water No folks hand in hand Wading through the fields The trains still at standstill They’d be running on time One day I’ll find her One day I’ll release her But not for now There’d be medicines for hangovers And a rope to pull the sleigh The knives sequential Still in sequence And the pavements and roads still open Today today Today One day I’ll find her One day I’ll release her But not for Now
8.
Ghetto Scuba 01:15
[INSTRUMENTAL]
9.
Red kite fire bush Difference licked the sky Steam clouds fell A scorched bucket of tears Spun on a groebeaelle Tail tricks of fashion In all your contraband Keep spreading your colours Deep in your heart jets rainbows so paint Spectacular design A tremendous watch Jets rainbows of heart My Phosphorescent Darling Faulting bars of haven Tactile lips of krill With her heightened hat And her head of hearts It’s Phosphorescent Darling Faulting bars of haven Tactile lips of krill Ships swing from their anchors For Phosphorescent Darling Wind will blow for winters come again Johnny be dark with the drift of dial sin Johnny be dark Light eye Wet foe Dew, a charming king Down, down, down Drowning among dead men Faulting bars of haven Tactile lips of krill With her heightened hat And her head of hearts It’s Phosphorescent Darling Faulting bars of haven Tactile lips of krill Ships swing from their anchors For Phosphorescent Darling Peppered pantry Pale tissues gorge Whittle wet waist ship My hands a sucker shore Phosphorescent wants more
10.
God spat human blue dance The North Star porter’s callithump An ode to the trumpet calls For histeridae and pilot falls The dough in the legs of man So bitter once the juices ran The operator dialled fancied tones Amused and sang the great put downs Dazzling tobacco fug Of cracker crabs and thugs In cloaca, figs and straw Bowers rump and roar All rushed in a steady wake Bright bubbles rose opaque God put His hands back down Coughed then spat the most harsh of times Slow, slow, quick quick quick, slow Slow, quick slow Slow, quick quick quick A head snap sideways slum Box step rifle shell drone Heel leads Troops itch and sway Victor waxes and wanes Into the bottomless blue A free spin nutate In an ever bottomless blue Dance. A split stamp fractured mazard Vine tendrils round deer skulls Vying for the termite throne The watchtower now a woodchip cone. Laughing dragomen In reservoirs of blood and bone Had no hat to dust or lay down So god spat the human blue dance Catch Slow, slow, quick quick quick, slow Slow, quick slow Slow, quick quick quick Slow
11.
Ladder Laden 03:38
Mud caked pool My heart shaped bore Goodbye my sweet red rose charm Off to another water hole she’s gone Fertile bomb multiplied by Tears, sparks, ripped shirts, ink and wine Bored of us both she climbs A vespine pupa Once at the top There’s a barrel of muck To throw down below All sides sniper In flushed private In kind A fly on fly Proboscis and bile Framed wreaths, fireplace, silver cards and bloodied linen sheets Bored of bore’s load, we climb No cracks, no creaks nor fading The gall, the gall and the gore No cracking, no creaking, no fading Of the dose with it’s slub and lure We’re just heat to a stone Violet blooms spiral round our breast Cool, cool winds Thin threads Up here Violet blooms spiral round our breast Cool, cool winds Thin threads Up here Violet blooms turn slow without want Expectations Violet blooms turn slow without want Of what we are
12.
Drip Driven 03:42
Given into the signs A model chase for the rushed inane Festooned thoughts thawed Cover empty alibis I don't care for the goodness you've shown I wanna go home Plating a canned love For the crowd fools long Jack arm wants no one except gun hand Who itches for trigger In this bullet town I don't care how your flesh quakes and groans I wanna go home Moho shakedown Tablet zone, infirm trial Torrid blasts howl Foul breath into these lungs of mine I don't care how high the weeds have grown I wanna go home Radios at the ready sir Bleeders at the ready sir Whipping in at the ready sir Skinners at the ready sir I don't care whose business is known I wanna go home I wanna go home I wanna go home I wanna go home I wanna go home
13.
Doom 03:27
Bring Him back Doom bring back Him bring back Bring Doom back Zenith will come Black dwarf Burning white Such pride before fall The day beckons night Doodlebug's brine Is a cleft whim Thrown out strong He catches fire as he falls. A glimpse closer. A glimpse closer.
14.
Together 04:08
A tongue breaks more Than a hammer could feel. Her softly shinning hair - Come comb me. Carefully wound neck brace - Come hold me Just as night falls into day Together we will stay Falling For another Falling Into nothing Falling. Sat chair height A matter for peeling Siblings laid coughing Gift's wage so tiresome Spent high Just a matter of peeling Come wash me. Just as night falls, A day in together we’ll stay Falling For one another Falling Into nothing Falling. Careful steps are round Motion with all meaning Mobile heart all seeing Same space, same pace A lime of cemetery Come fill me Just as night falls A day will stay together Falling for another Falling Into nothing Falling Just as night falls into day Together we will stay Falling For another Falling Into Nothing Falling
15.
[INSTRUMENTAL]

about

"5/5* Exceptional ambition, exceptional achievement: Bravo!" Jazz Journal

"Missing articles in music history have been discovered! Perfectly unpredictable, distorted in mood and sound. Lashing between a clear melodic line - dialectical, dialogical - chaotic improvisation and electronic strangeness." Kulturni Magazine UNI (CZ)

"An outstanding album, an unpredictable and intriguing amalgam of musical art and storytelling that deserves broad attention." - Exposé

"A heart of darkness beating out of time - an invigorating frisson for those who dare flirt with madness." - PROG

“The innate theatricality, makes this work special - something that is memorable despite it’s challenging nature.” Gonzo Circus (NL)

"Some albums need to be heard to be believed.. this you still won’t believe after you hear it. Like Tom Waits fronting Pere Ubu — if they were an avant-garde punk-jazz band." - Tinnitist

“One of 2020's most unusual and arresting releases. Doom-laden, dark, dystopian— yet such is its vision, energy and imagination it's an energising and somehow uplifting body of work.” - All About Jazz

“A murky imaginary world of fog shrouded back streets, faded vaudeville and rum-soaked sailors belting out Brechtian drinking songs...It’s quite a trip.” - The Wire

"4/5* The music and lyrics are extraordinarily evocative, and once again the musicians all perform superbly throughout, complementing leader Andrew Plummer’s voice and words with great skill and acumen." - The Jazz Mann

"Highly experimental music that manages to include bursts of harmony into an otherwise cacophonous array of discordant yet enjoyable noise." - Uber Rock

“Diverse and theatrical, the music breathes a dark and melancholic atmosphere, sometimes fevered, and has some disturbed features, that reveal secrets even after several spins. Impressive.” - Opduvel (NL)

"4 of 5* - (W.S.R.) is the missing link between Zorn, Turnage, Satchmo, The Birthday Party and Gallon Drunk.” - Jazzwise

"Skeleton Blush brings derangement to a big band setting: it’s absolutely wild, low-down and seedy – and absolutely f***ing ace." - Aural Aggravation

“4/5* Skeleton Blush is a very good album. Concentrated and deep in terms of musicianship, songwriting, and atmosphere, the album genuinely does create it’s own little world.” - Musique Machine


Skeleton Blush is the long awaited follow up album to 2009’s highly-acclaimed Third One Rises. Featuring a super-group of musicians, Skeleton Blush tells a tale of exile, near-death, love, loss and redemption in the face of overwhelming squalor. Skeleton Blush evokes the sound-worlds of decadent cabaret, street music, electric jazz, avant-rock, 1970s East European animation in it’s intricate storytelling, in which brass, guitars and electronics mix like the paints in a palette to make for a vivid and ever-shifting avant backdrop.

Miles Davis, Henry Cow, Pere Ubu, Tom Waits, Kurt Weill, reminders of all of these poke from the jagged, moonlit streetscape of Skeleton Blush. Truly, however, it is a piece, a thing, an experience in it’s own right, a music of words and theatre, visual and sound art, dreams and nightmares.

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Sparked by Paul Lewis, Skeleton Blush is based on Ray Kane’s extended treatment of an unnamed fairy tale by Tom Greenhalgh.

Special thanks to: all involved and the beautiful musicians, dear friends and companions on this carousel we’re fortunate to ride, Odgers and Kane for realising and painting dreams, Phosphorescent Darling - a naked, infinite love.

Nigel Watts, Clive Goldsworthy, Kerry Ann Docking, Doug McMurdo - may peace be with you.

- Andrew Plummer

credits

released July 10, 2020

James Allsopp: Baritone sax, bass clarinet, whistling
Alex Bonney: Trumpet
Matthew Bourne: Rhodes, piano, analogue synths
Ruth Goller: Elec. bass, vocals
Tom Greenhalgh: Drums
Andrew Plummer: Vocals, elec. guitar

Special guest vocalist: Seaming To
Chorus and handclaps: Alex Balfour, Roberto Iannandrea, Ailie Plummer

Composed and arranged by A. Plummer except Phosphorescent Darling by M. Bourne and A. Plummer and No Reason arranged by J. Allsopp and A. Plummer

Produced by A. Plummer
Mixed by A. Bonney and A. Plummer
Mastered by P. Beckmann

Artwork by Chris Odgers
www.sawhorse.co.uk

Released via limitednoise
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