Cool Blue Shadows

by Clay Camero

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1.
Early mornin pale grey light Wipe this dream dust from my eyes Another night of you gone by On a dusty rode before daylight On a dusty road before daylight Suddenly the blue sky The trees are all aglimmer Like Saints painted in the golden hour I’m a shadow on a rock But at least I know I’m no sinner I’m no sinner Yeah I’m no sinner 20 years underground singing in the Cool Blue Shadows Cool Blue Shadows Early Mornin pale grey light Wipe this dream dust from my eyes
2.
Where two rivers meet in the Battle of the Trees The sound is bittersweet Where the ground gives way to falling timber Remember to sing To you my love Then succumb become one with the riverrun When you felled that tree inside of me I fell deep into sweet-smelling shadows You carried me like a heavy stone You stacked me into your fortress Yes you did, my love Now I will keep the ground from breaking Where light streams unsung in dark green hollows Flowers grow fragile and bleed for the wind I awaken to see the red sun rise I follow your tracks you left in the night Where no light in me had ever shown before Slowly now a flower blooms For you, my love, for you slowly now a flower blooms “As from the power of sacred lays The spheres began to move, And sung the great Creator's praise To all the Blest above; So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky Untune the sky”* With your eyes You could make the dead come alive Like rain Rain on a beehive *-John Dryden, A Song for St Cecilia’s Day, 1687
3.
Remember when you blacked out And you were left for dead Not even a word left for eyes that don’t forget The scavengers revived you just to watch you bleed to death Left for dead In the night you remember your war-torn lover Hiding beneath you as they beat down your door They cut her lips her face lit up red They kicked her to the ground then they burnt your house down Left for dead Ringing in your dreams the sound of her singing As you barreled down lone desert roads Your Mexican rose now grown chill and faded as the dawn Left for dead Ringing in you dreams the sound of her singing “Quiero dormir el sueño de las manzanas, alejarme del tumulto de los cementerios.” * Left for dead *quote from Gacela de la muerte oscura- a poem by Federico Garcia Lorca
4.
Of a hundred different women Somehow you chose me and I don’t know why Black water took you away again You always leave when my back is turned From here to there to here and then back again As night falls empty I wonder where you’ve been Why’d you come back just to leave again? Eagle cry, I cry, falcon eyes search for your black guise Day or night please be mine Distant thunder golden light golden rod firelight Please be mine When there’s nothing left save the cicadas hiss And the river sings low for rocky miles It’s you I think of, you I miss I pray the rain doesn’t take away your footprints Howl a mirage black in the cricket weed Break those chains sneak on back to me Come home wet heart beat against me Let the morning rise with you next to me Oh, Dallas, Please Oh, Dallas
5.
Jesse, never met you But I know you were a good man Cousin to my husband Lord I know I’d like to shake your hand But I can’t cause you went and drowned in the Rio Grande Jesse, never met you But I know you were like me Jump into that water Let the current carry me Until its too dark to breathe Swift green water It took swift green water to take you down Jesse

about

This long awaited release by Maine songwriter Clay Camero aka Caethua is her most focused work yet, exuding new-found soulful power in both poetry and melody. This album is about loss and redemption. While writing these songs, Clay formed the band the County Line Bandits, who have become the standing stones in her magical music-making process. They are currently writing, recording and playing shows together across the country.

Left for Dead is an ode to Jim Harrison's short story Revenge.

The song Battle of the Trees includes a quote from John Dryden's poem
A Song for St. Cecilia's Day, 1687:

As from the pow'r of sacred lays
The spheres began to move,
And sung the great Creator's praise
To all the bless'd above;
So when the last and dreadful hour
This crumbling pageant shall devour,
The trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live, the living die,
And music shall untune the sky.

Clay Camero believes that quote sums it all up pretty well, and believes you will feel the great healing power of love when you hear this album.

credits

released February 13, 2018

Players:
Clay Camero on guitar and vox
Colbra White on guitar and backup vox
Grey Saguaro on guitar and backup vox
Dylan Kumnick on drums
Bobby New on Pedal Steel
Musky Pockets on bass
Tommy Hellfingers on keys

recorded and mixed by
Grey Saguaro
with help from Colbra White
in Maine Winter 2016

Album Art by Nicky Giraffe

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Clay Camero Maine

Clay, also known as Caethua and Sports, has played in underground bands since she was 14. She believes in the power of music bringing communities together. She started SAXWAND RECORDS when she was 22. She has released over 10 albums.

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