Wake

by Malcanisten

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In a tree house somewhere in Amsterdam, we spun these five songs from both a lighter and darker thread. Strings were strummed and voices raised, caught in metal boxes for all to be recalled.

This is our wake. Malcanisten MMXIV.

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released 11 April 2014

Written, performed, recorded and produced by Malcanisten.
'Wake' artwork by Marijne Beenhakker.

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Malcanisten Amsterdam, Holland

An Amsterdam-based folk four-piece, whose members have a background in different music styles. Yet, what brought them together is a shared desire to do away with pedal boards and amplifiers and take music back to its acoustic roots. Taking their name from a large ghost dog guarding an old Norwegian castle, the band could also be considered quite elusive and guarding their own principles. ... more

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Track Name: The Oven
In love, about twenty-five
She was eight years older
The 70's, love free for all
They say age ain't nothing but...

Picture them, bride and groom
Their spring in bloom blossomed into
A baby in the oven,
A baby in the oven

Find your dreams in the oven, in the oven
Find your zeal in the oven, in the oven

In fall he picked another flower
A fickle mind changes heart so fast
Hers to stone, which rarely changes
Her father told him: "Just give your all"

The longing lasted and dreams dissolved
The truth sank, his hopes drowned
He could not stand the heat
And put his head in the oven.

Find your relief in the oven, in the oven
Hide your fears in the over, in the oven
Burn your grief in the oven, in the oven

Dreams are made in the oven, in the oven
And dreams taken away in the oven, in the oven.
Track Name: Fitting Coffins
Oh, how the dusk just takes and takes
Take for instance this empty space:
That spot by the fireplace, where Victor would sit
His trick with the napkin still unsolved by most
And there on the couch I can still hear Amanda
Remember that evening, she just couldn't stop laughing

Oh, how the dusk just takes and takes them

And though tomorrow's Victors and Amandas
Are waiting in the wings and, come next dawn, will take their places
(well-prepared, scripts and lines all memorized)
It won't be quite the same
No, it won't be quite the same

I've long lost interest in twilight
And when I hear dusk call, I'll willingly follow
Though not heavy-hearted, nor laden with sorrow,
But with the sweet prospect of revisiting friends
Track Name: Clive Wearing
Hurray, hurray,
Awake for the first time

Good heavens,
Haven't seen you in years
Patience begins
For ages no dreams, no thoughts, no nothing
Born again
It's like death
Sweet rest
Relief

Hurray, hurray

Thirty seconds, one sentence,
My awareness underlined
A void behind me
Night and day, the same
No thoughts, no dreams
Born again
It's like death
Sweet rest
Relief

In a blank past
I will love you
Forever and never

In a blank past
I will love you
Remember, remember
Track Name: Swans
Then, I sat with the swans
As they laid on the land
And, were resting their wings
So I fed them by hand.
Gently, I ran my hand
Along the length of their endless white necks
And they let me
They accept me

Take me in
Make me belong

And I tried to speak their language
And I hoped they'd understand

See you
Then
I waited the land
They left me to defend
In their absence I grew confident
for I knew they'd return, I'm sure, my friends
The next time we will
Leave together
And they'll let me
Accept me

I gathered these feathers they left me
Scattered around on the ground
These feathers will make me whole
Make me belong

And I tried to speak their language
And I hoped they'd understand
Track Name: Prophets
There's a stowaway,
But for now: morning brew,
Blissful ignorance & sunlit headlines
From the curtains that she drew

There was no good in seeing it coming
So we didn't

And the birds swiftly cleared the field
Was that scarecrow there before?
How could we have missed it?

There was no possible way to ignore it
So we didn't

And when our prophets finally come
They will come on ships of gold

The arsenic cure inside her
Lures the crab to try and fight it
While her coat is shed by piercing rays of light

There was nothing else to do but sit and wait
So we didn't

And when our prophets finally come
They will come on ships of gold
And we put our crosses on
And we promise as we're told

How do I keep hope alive, when she fades so hastily
And if it's true, her days are through, she will be what she has been
Iron whale, oh iron whale, are you sure of what you've seen?
And if you're right, here ends the fight, oh what will become of me?

And when our prophets finally come
They will come on ships of gold
And we put our crosses on
And we promise as we're told

She put the glorious music to the credits in the end
She lit another cigarette and postponed the time for bed