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Earth Wave Sway

by Cold Mountain Child

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    Our latest album, etched in emerald vinyl like a being come visiting from celestial shores of another realm. Hold it up to the sun and be soaked in earth vibes!

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1.
Currents 04:30
Currents Dad, he woke before the dawn he dresses in the dark and he’s gone. The car engine moans, he drives in alone to deepen pits in endless rows. His boss says “My friend, in life there’s nothing free. and no one can afford to be, so put your aching hands to oiling their machine.” The dutiful lost in their going cry buzzsaw swarms engulf the slow ones. Each will decide if in this life promised deliverance will someday suffice when every moment’s stained in sacrifice as we ask ourselves “What do I sell this time?” (the dismal doorways of despair still will oblige). Fences carve property scars, each line designed to keep apart those cutting loose the shortage noose hung to adorn their gilded ruins. But until we all break free no one is free and each glimpse convinces me… We are the currents raging towards release The luscious veil of daybreak to the east The sprout proclaiming space through crumbling streets The gentle-handed new day tendency So come my sisters, brothers, sing with me Come my brothers, sisters, sing with me.
2.
Cultivation 02:56
Cultivation Poor manners rearranged and praised ‘till wolf pack laws are deemed sane imbalance pressed on mind frames is not our true state and will be burned away ‘till we have ground to cultivate a human kindness as we bring love into the world. Nurture the constancy that knows when weeding back your mad growth you let roots feed what’s been sown, so push past your tangles and stand free and whole, nourish a simple garden home the boundless gifts each of us own to be shared with the world. Turn to the rich soil of your mind in damp earth offerings we find a cycle-strength that gifts life. She leaves us humbled and with the strength to fight for ease of breath in living light for every soul beneath the sky to be healed down by the garden side.
3.
Summer Golden If you bear a heavy load, an anxious tug that gnaws you down, weave your path along dusty trails that hum the golden season sound. Warm, slow breezes cool the mind, the healthy drip of sweat on skin. Red clay banks all crowned in pine invite a late-day river swim. Lay you down in pools of jade, and lingering day she will provide. Gifts of boughs in breezy shade, the hazy pulse of world alive. Alive, this world’s alive, this world beholds, she is alive. Alive, this world’s alive, this world provides, she is alive.
4.
Reddust Refusal Poison paths choke hope from frames of mind as job-well-done-week’s-vacation are the holy veils that cloak each wail. While cold industry priests cry it’s of no concern that you feel so done-in, that the human is buried daily beneath this frantic din. Do you see the wound we inflict upon ourselves, lost in each profitable hell? Blood for the golden horn, the duties borne, the roar of their collapsing tower - oh, how it devours oh how it feeds us gospels of greed. Hear the roar of their collapsing tower oh how it devours oh how it feeds us gospels of greed… Of false paradise fever material dreams. Wage slaves beg for scraps bought in life-debt decrees. Their heads bow exalting slow-death deities, who hiss schizophrenia and murder the seeds of what could be. But beneath pale thrones burns a refusal to go as hive-mind maintainers of Capital’s row. We all have inside the tools to overthrow each technocrat savior hollowing the soul. We won’t be sold on cowering, on miserably accepting glorified survival when we deserve better glorify survival but we will have better. One drop in sight of pure delight of moon blue night gives us strength to break through the hustle of our reddust days! My agency nectar sweet comes to me as the whispering pine halls enthrall as baby animals dance in pale spring jubilee… so will we!
5.
The cool vapor kiss of the night field’s mist is a friend I know But her touch of cheek hides the paths I seek in a thick fog glow While the rag sea bird beak a song that urges play with all As their silhouettes spin with the oakleaf children’s earthward fall I sing all night In star gleam white As I dance so young with the lush green clung to our fallen tree friends their generous decay is a slow wave sway of returning bends. The creek side stones sing in elder tones sunk in solar flare and they dance with the trees as the trees hold me with a lover’s care I sing all day In sun beam’s play One step, two step hip starts the move breathe in, breathe out in to the blue (pulse with the rhythm, darling)
6.
Ancient Love 03:43
Ancient Love Green river bend heals and holds us. The rolling thunderhead horizons gift us rooted lightning coinciding with our ancient, burning love. Co-being of souls is an ocean, too bountiful to hold. Light crowns the galaxies of heart home fullness found In our radiant human love. Step with me into each moment Awakening pulse of worlds Peace flows, lays a path of steady moss bed growth I’ll love you all my life. Strong spirit eyes, warm woven shine the curve of your hip against mine. In this sacred place we will build our lives.
7.
Cascade 04:55
Cascade The worry wear of wage-mind chill and grind can muddy down the usefulness this sacred fire I harbor. So I will sweetly breathe, exhale, release. so I can hold the promise of each living being close to me until I see it manifest in word and deed: each hold creation seed. My winter rooms where comfort turned to greed are opening their windows to a clean fruition breeze. I will send forth clear cascading suns, rejoice in charity of heart towards everyone as now my child eyes see: the more I love, the more love comes to me. My truer childhood self suffers the scorn when I cling to each broken stone once slipped upon now mourned. So I will turn back in and love myself. Be it torrential healing rain ecstatic living wealth! Until that vast firmament glow Is ours to reap and sow.
8.
Sing Out! 02:46
Sing Out! Sing out without knowing what or how over peaks and woodland dells in buoyant swells. Each voice, a sacred myth we’re living with until every voice has its own bell to ring shimmering through everything, shimmering through!
9.
Dream, Children Come in, children, from the cold… and warm your hands upon the hearth that simmers sweet. Each ember’s murmur sparks an age reborn in heat, reclaimed heat. Hush, my worried children, hush… and you will hear a steady rhythm in the boughs who sigh no better time for letting go than now, than right now. Rest, my weary children, rest… your soul hangs ragged from the ceaseless grind of years, lay back and let the fragrant pastures dry each tear and please draw me near, and I’ll be near you. Dream, my sleeping children, dream… and we’ll evoke infinite wonders from the flame each spark resounds as moss awakening in rain. Moss in rain is how our dreams came. The acorn earthward foretold the seed’s burst oh, how she assures.
10.
Wither Gone 04:08
Wither Gone My mind’s a blossomed grain and I sway in fields of remembering being held by sweet earth while a cool rain soaks low, my wither’s gone. The will to live is strong. The clear and savage moon speaks plainly to the tide’s rhythm inside of you reflects through foggy mornings on the shallows who give soul its steady shore. Each being affirms wave roar. All veins flow from source, sweet home Her kind light shows each blessed branching bone. The meadow opens unto me Old sky teach me to… Set root in what you behold Bear fruit as the blossoms unfold You stand on a glowing threshold, now walk paths of living As my dawn light burns gold.

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Our latest creation! A manifestation of several years of growth and exploration on many planes. We humbly offer these vibes and words unto thee, dear listener... Come ride the earth wave!

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released March 27, 2015

Tyler Bradley - Lead vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar
David Spalvieri-Kruse - piano, keyboards, electric guitar
John Kreider - drums and percussion
Michelle Brenes - vocal harmonies
Jeremy Ruggles - bass
Gerren Young - hand percussion
Josh Holcolm - viola

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Cold Mountain Child Kalamazoo, Michigan

Cold Mountain Child is a dream folk trio writing songs informed by the histories of americana, lo-fi, shoegaze, psychedelic and latin american protest music. Their work explores leaf-to-loam
tangles, nightworlds, inner/outer journeys, grief and nectar of the heart. Music made near the forests & lakes of Southwest Michigan on occupied Potawatomi/ Anishinaabe land.
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