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Maiden, Mother, [CRONE] - EP
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
5 (+1) track EP from a trilogy of EPs called "Maiden, Mother, Crone". All music and lyrics written, performed, and mixed by Jordan Reyne.
Live drums by Simon Rippin. Mastered by Stephen Carey of "The Eden House".
BONUS ITEMS: extra track in digital form, all artwork, thankyou vide and live performance video.
The "Maiden, Mother Crone" trilogy combines pagan imagery with modern narratives on women. "The Hag", or Crone was once seen as wise, but the elderly today are often simply marginalised or overlooked entirely. The "Crone"'s invisibility however, has a plus side. She can be as political as she likes, and many of her songs are just that. The Crone is more outside the gaze of what is expected of women, compared to the other two figures, so is allowed to speak her mind. It is a voice within her voicelessness , and an identity that she herself can construct.
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about
A track about how power corrupts and the dishonesty of those in positions of responsibilty.
lyrics
Dishonour Among Thieves
Cold where your footsteps fall
I am your echo and your shadow
Here: left, right.
Red cross, dead loss, second sight.
Oh, I am waiting.
Oh, I am listening.
For slips of the tongue
loose lips, sunk ships, power trips and
oversights, oversights oversights.
You're pale as a fish. As a shark
your face buys silence, distance
calculate what violence, violence
will buy you.
Bam. Another ace in your hand
Bam. Another race to rail against
Bam. Fear is a trading game.
But which one of us
doesn't need their name?
Cos we are the men who won't be blamed
we are the ranks whose game is is
knives in the back, shots in the dark
slight of the hand, cheap tricks, suck dick
don't run, don't walk, don't stand single file
green light, red square, no blood on your hands.
Blood on your hands.
You look so horrified.
Your slights of tongue, done legal tender,
surrender
your will to power, cower, kill, remember
Your god forbids you'll be forgotten,
short stick, free kicks, dead and rotten.
Cos we are the men who won't be blamed
we are the ranks whose game is is
knives in the back, shots in the dark
slight of the hand, cheap tricks, suck dick
don't run, dont walk, don't stand single file
green light, red square, no blood on your hands.
Blood on your hands.
You look so horrified.
credits
from
Maiden, Mother, [CRONE] (EP),
released May 14, 2014
Written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by Jordan Reyne
Mastering by Stephen Carey.
license
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