Spectral Dusk
by Evening Hymns
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Digital Album
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Spectral Dusk limited edition hand-painted Double-LP
This is a limited edition version of our new release Spectral Dusk. It comes in double-LP format with 3 sides of music and the 4th side features original artwork that has been spray-painted/stenciled. Comes with a digital download of the entire record.
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Includes immediate download of 11-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Sold Out
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Intro
02:07
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Arrows
05:34
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Family Tree
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You And Jake
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Cabin In The Burn
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Asleep In The Pews
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Spirit In The Sky
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Song To Sleep To
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Moon River
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Spectral Dusk
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about
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Evening Hymns are sung from the cathedrals of tall trees. They capture the spirit of moments, of friends around a bonfire on a foggy beach, the crunching of snowshoes in the silence of a winter night and memories of tribal boys growing up with pellet guns, fishing rods, and handmade forts.
Spectral Dusk covers very personal issues, and takes Evening Hymns to the next level, musically and lyrically, from their acclaimed debut record‚ Spirit Guides (2009). A study of loss, pain, and hope and a pathway drawn out of the dark into the light, Spectral Dusk finds Jonas Bonnetta dealing, through music, with the loss of his father three years ago. This record spills its guts out on the floor, and yet so softly it leaves the listener no option but to reflect on their own mortality. An album as dense as it is spatial, Spectral Dusk moves from droning bliss (Irving Lake Access Road) into anthemic chants (Cabin In The Burn). A record to be experienced more than listened to. An environment to exist in for an hour. A small retreat from the world.
Recorded in a log cabin in Northern Ontario with the band’s closest friends, it features members of The Wooden Sky, Timber Timbre, City and Colour, and more.
Spectral Dusk is being released in Canada on Shuffling Feet Records (distributed by Outside), in Germany on Strange Ways Records and in France on Kütu Folk Records, and will be supported with tours in Canada and Europe later this year.
***International orders can take over 4 weeks to arrive via the postal system. Sorry for the inconvenience***
outside-music.com/store/manufacturers.php?manufacturerid=239
Evening Hymns are sung from the cathedrals of tall trees. They capture the spirit of moments, of friends around a bonfire on a foggy beach, the crunching of snowshoes in the silence of a winter night and memories of tribal boys growing up with pellet guns, fishing rods, and handmade forts.
Spectral Dusk covers very personal issues, and takes Evening Hymns to the next level, musically and lyrically, from their acclaimed debut record‚ Spirit Guides (2009). A study of loss, pain, and hope and a pathway drawn out of the dark into the light, Spectral Dusk finds Jonas Bonnetta dealing, through music, with the loss of his father three years ago. This record spills its guts out on the floor, and yet so softly it leaves the listener no option but to reflect on their own mortality. An album as dense as it is spatial, Spectral Dusk moves from droning bliss (Irving Lake Access Road) into anthemic chants (Cabin In The Burn). A record to be experienced more than listened to. An environment to exist in for an hour. A small retreat from the world.
Recorded in a log cabin in Northern Ontario with the band’s closest friends, it features members of The Wooden Sky, Timber Timbre, City and Colour, and more.
Spectral Dusk is being released in Canada on Shuffling Feet Records (distributed by Outside), in Germany on Strange Ways Records and in France on Kütu Folk Records, and will be supported with tours in Canada and Europe later this year.
***International orders can take over 4 weeks to arrive via the postal system. Sorry for the inconvenience***
credits
released 21 August 2012
Musicians:
Jonas Bonnetta
Shaun Brodie
Tim Bruton
James Bunton
Michael Duguay
Dan Fortin
Gavin Gardiner
Carla Gillis
Andrew Kekewich
Mika Posen
Scott Remila
Sylvie Smith
Simon Walker
Written by Jonas Bonnetta
Recorded in the woods near Perth, Ontario in the winter of 2010 and at the Glen Gordon in Toronto, Ontario in 2011.
Recorded and mixed by James Bunton.
Produced by James Bunton and Jonas Bonnetta
Mastered by Fedge
Thanks to Diana and Jerrard Smith for use of their home in the snowy woods where we recorded most of this album.
Thanks to all of the musicians/friends who played on the record. This would've all crumbled without your delicate hands and massive hearts.
Thanks to James Bunton for continuously guiding me into the light while making records.
Thanks to Mom, Jake, Josh and Rachel. This record is for us.
Thanks to Shuffling Feet Records, Kutu Folk Records, Strangeways Records, and the team at Gastspielreisen for helping release the album.
Thanks to all our close friends in Europe who have gone above and beyond for us.
Musicians:
Jonas Bonnetta
Shaun Brodie
Tim Bruton
James Bunton
Michael Duguay
Dan Fortin
Gavin Gardiner
Carla Gillis
Andrew Kekewich
Mika Posen
Scott Remila
Sylvie Smith
Simon Walker
Written by Jonas Bonnetta
Recorded in the woods near Perth, Ontario in the winter of 2010 and at the Glen Gordon in Toronto, Ontario in 2011.
Recorded and mixed by James Bunton.
Produced by James Bunton and Jonas Bonnetta
Mastered by Fedge
Thanks to Diana and Jerrard Smith for use of their home in the snowy woods where we recorded most of this album.
Thanks to all of the musicians/friends who played on the record. This would've all crumbled without your delicate hands and massive hearts.
Thanks to James Bunton for continuously guiding me into the light while making records.
Thanks to Mom, Jake, Josh and Rachel. This record is for us.
Thanks to Shuffling Feet Records, Kutu Folk Records, Strangeways Records, and the team at Gastspielreisen for helping release the album.
Thanks to all our close friends in Europe who have gone above and beyond for us.
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- Track Name: Arrows
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How long must I stare into this window?
How long till I see the things I need?
Cause I've been looking now for days.
Hoping that I'd cross your gaze.
And see myself inside your weary eyes.
How long must I sing these songs of sorrow?
What's the trick to get the darkness out?
Cause I've been singing now for hours.
Hoping for some special powers.
Teach me all the things that I can do to bring you back.
I sing these hymns to call you in.
I shout these songs to let you go.
I use my voice to fill the space that I am in.
It's a space I do not know.
How deep can I dig into your past?
To hold on tight and hope that it will last.
You were drifting now you're gone.
You were weak and now you're strong.
Teach me all the words that I can say to bring you back.
Show me signs to let me know that I will be okay.
Salve for sadness, balm for this mess that I sift through everyday.
You are arrows tipped with pine, shot through chests and left behind.
On the forest floor where I will wait till you come home.
I sing these hymns to call you in.
I shout these songs to let you go.
I use my voice to fill the space that I am in.
It's a space I do not know. - Track Name: You And Jake
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You hung around the bush like you were woodsmoke.
What's it like to be hardly there?
Spirits playing spoons with your bones.
And I could feel you in the air.
And every transport truck that I see.
Is carrying your weight and leaving it on top of me.
And memory's got my guts and I like that.
It's keeping you so close to me.
I can still see you and Jake.
Smoking smokes and just dreaming big.
I can still hear you and Jake.
Cracking jokes and just dreaming big.
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you.
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you.
Yes I'm gonna work on you.
You hung around my head like a halo.
On my mind but barely there.
Spirits playing spoons with your bones
And I could feel you in the air.
And every guitar note that I play.
Holds a spot for all the things you'll never have the chance to say.
And memory's got my guts and I hate that.
It's pushing you so far from me.
I can still see you and Jake.
Smoking smokes and just dreaming big.
I can still hear you and Jake.
Cracking jokes and just dreaming big.
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you.
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you.
Yes I'm gonna work on you. - Track Name: Cabin In The Burn
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Your arms dangling.
Loaded with snow.
Hanging down, down, down.
Over the road.
You are the black spruce.
You are the mighty pine.
You are maybe about to break.
Till a winter wind.
Builds up steam and comes dancing across the lake.
And I'll let you lie down in my mind and there you can be anything.
And I'll let you lie down in my mind and there you can be anything.
Your four walls.
And your bear claw door.
And your wood stove is hissing and it's spitting out all its embers across this hardwood floor.
Where a rocking chair sits by a window just staring out on the moor.
You are the four walls.
You are the bear claw door.
You are the wood stove you're hissing and spitting.
And I'll let you lie down in my mind and there you can be anything.
And I'll let you lie down in my mind and there you can be anything. - Track Name: Asleep In The Pews
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I put my head on a hymn book and fell asleep.
In the nosebleed pews it was too dark to speak.
There was a man spitting fire whose words were familiar to me.
He said "friends drag me outta here. Pull this feeling from me."
So I spent some time in the woods. They were dark. They were deep.
Longed to come home to you. Lay my lips down to sleep.
But I got lost, or was it found, I was running down a dream.
It was hard to explain all the pain that was running through me.
This is something I am sure will be so hard to endure.
And how that whispered breath would grow to get so loud.
I try to work as hard as you, hoping that it will cut through, to make you feel so loved and so proud.
And now I'm waiting for some strength, something remarkable to change, just like those leaves that turn to gold are then set free.
Oh it was hard to explain all the pain that was running through me.
Yes it was hard to explain all the pain that was running through me.
Yes it was hard to explain all the pain that was running through me.
On those nights in the woods, they were dark and they were deep. - Track Name: Spirit In The Sky
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Good morning, good morning.
Where do your frail bones lie?
You're dust in a case.
Spirit in the sky.
Thought I lost it all.
In the blink of an eye.
Still can't believe you died.
And left us here alive.
How you left us here alive.
This afternoon, I swore I saw your body in the Burn.
It was me and my brothers, wearing navy blue blazers.
In the woods, where we'd await your return.
Saw your body as a creek.
Watched your toes push a swan dive, from an eagle's beak. - Track Name: Song To Sleep To
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Here's a song for Dad to sleep to.
Rest your weary legs and fall asleep.
Go and be so strong in dreams.
Go and be so strong in dreams.
I have found the notes that heal.
I can aim them at your legs.
Go and be so strong in dreams.
Here's a song for Dad to sleep to.
Rest your weary legs and drift away.
Go and be so strong in dreams.
Go and be so strong in dreams.
Go and be so strong in dreams.
Go and be so strong in dreams. - Track Name: Moon River
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Run to me, cause I've left my arms wide open.
My door is unlocked and my lights are blinking on and off.
If you said to me "darling build me up a home in the north country"
I would lift my hammer high, driving the nails that would set us free.
Thought that I, I'd take a lesson from you and die with the one that I love.
Sing to me, lover tuck me in so gracefully.
When I shake and I shiver. Darling please deliver that calm that will wash all over me.
Like a war bride I put my dukes in, I sat and waited for an answer.
Moon River was never the right song for me in the basement.
Thought that I, I'd take a lesson from you and die with the one that I love.
Well I guess I got it wrong.
I was dragged down that long dark road of grieving.
You had my thoughts tied up with things you did while leaving.
And all those things that kept me up I cannot stop believing.
You're not receiving. You are not receiving. - Track Name: Spectral Dusk
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You would sit by yourself at the end of the day.
Watching spectral dusk settle in on Mazinaw Lake.
And the water turns to glass.
And the moon hangs on the bay.
And the smoke from your pipe's drifting up and away.
There's a hole in the fence where the property ends.
And I'd like to think that you're living up there.
In that place on the bend, where the river flows slow.
And your strength it comes back to you when you're breathing in the air.
Oh, please come back to me.
I need you if I'm to be a man.
Oh, I'm not doing that well.
That is just what I tell my friends.
You would sit all day long because you could not stand.
The thought of going out like that.
You had a depth in your eyes that I won't understand.
Till death's at my door, and I'm a family man.
Oh, please come back to me.
I need you if I'm to be a man.
Oh, I'm not doing that well.
That is just what I tell my friends.
I find peace, here and there, when silent snows are falling.
Like that calm before the water boils, and the kettle comes a calling
