Sparklehorse
Location:
Smokey Mountains, North Carolina, US
Type:
Artist / Band / Musician
Genre:
Experimental / Folk Rock / Indie
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DREAMT FOR LIGHT YEARS
Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain
IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE
It's a Wonderful Life
DISTORTED GHOST (EP)
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GOOD MORNING SPIDER
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IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE
"It's a Wonderful Life"
by Clement Beauvais and Manolo Andrade Gorab; DOP Matt Weston; Editing Nadine "The Editor"
SPARKLEHORSE EPK (PART II)
"North Carolina Bureau Of Tourism Film" (Directed by Scott Minor)
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Once upon a crumbly cake, the morning spiked with dew
Migrainee woodsman fixed the brace into his tarheel shoe
He said goodbye to Charlie, now unfit to sit or shake
Dhound all fat with venom from atimber rattlesnake
He tried to make a break that day, sad woodsman on a dare
But vexed! instead he found himself hosting quite a bear
Stupid, slow and overfed this woolly one was not
Our hero knew not half the tricks his caller had forgot
The bear blew snuffling cross the porch, scratching down the wall
And clawing at the baseboards where the meeker beings crawl
Let me in you silly man, Ive waited far too long
Its time to taste your body now, Im weary of your song
For five long years Ive listened, most contented Ill admit
But just this morning I awoke and had enough of it
I think its time I ate you, and that queer dog Charlie, too
Youre useless--its been ages since you sang me something new
He made the bear a promise, to shine up something big
Brewed in Murder, lust and loss and all that shit you dig
Ill just filly fetch the others, collect em all back here
It wont be long til theres a tale or 12 for you to hear
If I falter you can eat them, spit their bones across the bog
Just leave this busted woodsman and his bloated, snakebit dog
Quite intriguing thunk the bear, but wary just the same
(His mother taught him not to smoke & never trust the lame)
So tell me sorry woodsman, is that Sophie lass around?
I think she sounds delicious, so savory pound for pound
Ill say, spake the woodsman, and Ill bring the miner, too
Hes a stringy bastard, but could be nice in stew
And so many tasty others I could scare up for yr stores
If youll let me just get on with it, attending to my chores
So mountaintop to tarbox to a Scottish chapel dank
Upon a haunted desktop with a dangermouse he drank
With a Christian and his johnny hot, he toiled in the know
And smarted near the altar between weatherhead & beau
In Bristol town with Adrian they gave that bear what for
Spanking on the steely strings with bristles from a boar
Then to the static they returned, to satisfy the beast
To rescue Sweet Teresa from the devils of the east
Just then his fucking brace gave out, hard wear begat this fall
And so the famished, fetid bear began to eat them all
- written by Dave Ayers and Ambrosia Parsley
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