12" Vinyl of forthcoming album, A Pebble of the Brook. The 180g, audiophile weight, record will be pressed from a mixture of leftover vinyl from other pressings in order to reduce waste. Because of this, the color of each record is random. (So far there have been reds, browns, and greys, but the future is exciting and unknown!)
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The song’s two titles are, respectively, for the new beginning and for the slow hope of some approaching joy. It is the beginning of a story told in reverse and a reminder that the end of one story is always the beginning of another. It is about grief in several forms and is, in part, a rumination on the last two lines of Emily Dickinson’s poem 96 which read ‘Parting is all we know of heaven, / And all we need of hell.’
I spent the evening in reading poems from old lovers.
Emily, again, paints the world in rare-used color.
I dip my glass beneath the spring of this ancient fountain
And sip thy jessamines.
Hidden garden / forbidden mountain.
If I leave, with the ringing bell,
this is all I know of heaven and all I need of hell
Calm the raging storm.
If you can, I’ll give you everything.
Gentle diligence, burning off my unseen offering.
But would I leave if the seas don’t swell?
I'll tell you what I can of heaven and what I must of hell
Now my numb left forearm!
Now the blood in my cheeks!
Causes silent wonder,
growing silent need.
Oh the hope of heaven!
Is this hope I feel?
Still I hear the thunder, and the whimpering.