Into the farthest reaches

by The Bookshop Band

/
  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    This is The Bookshop Band's 4th album of 2012. It represents the songs inspired by Season Four of the author events at Mr Bs Emporium of Reading Delights, and contains songs inspired by books, including Alexandra Fuller's two autobiographical works - "Don't Let's Go To The Dogs Tonight" & "Cocktail Hour Under The Tree Of Forgetfulness", Carol Birch's seafaring adventure 'Jamrach's Menagerie', Andrew Miller's Costa winning novel 'Pure', and 'Dark Matter' by Michelle Paver.

    The album comes in a numbered limited edition bespoke package, created by the band, all hand printed on an old letterpress machine.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Into the farthest reaches via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days
    edition of 900 

      £12 GBP or more 

     

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £6 GBP  or more

     

1.
Bobo and the cattle Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight Though the chances are high and there’s signs that we might Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight There’s work to be done and two makes it light We take the horses and ride on the sand The cattle are lost and they must be found They’ll keep a herd but they’ve had years to roam You know the dogs are thirsty and we should go home We didn’t plan to drink today But the path narrows out and I’m starting to sway I said “I’ll wait here for you” …and now I’m alone The sun is going and our dogs have gone. Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight Though I can hear them howling and I think that I might Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight Though I can hear them howling and I think that I might You came back just in time With the dogs and the horses and a cattle line These days of sweat make the land sown But that’s just what makes this my home And that’s what makes this my home Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight We’ve made it home and now it’s night Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight I can hear them howling but we’re alright Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight We got whisky here in the starlight Don’t let’s go to the dogs tonight We got whisky here in the starlight We got whisky here in the starlight
2.
Where did we begin? Mountains turn from pink to slate Outlaw nation, rebel state Who will remember if the schools won’t write it down How many die here? As the shots don’t make a sound Walking round in skin Where did we begin Walking round in circles Don’t blame it on gin Coloured by the history books We are proud and off the hooks Who will remember if the schools have closed their doors We can do no wrong here, though we break their foreign shores Aahhh x3 Walking round in skin Where did we begin Walking round in circles Don’t blame it on gin Mountains turn from pink to slate Outlaw nation rebel state
3.
The Mariner’s first smile What, have I been waiting for? The first, smile I ever saw Then I, went to sea With your, smile in me Go, where the sail’s go But masts come down, when it really blows And all the things, that we horde Are des,tined overboard Off you go to sea I hope you’ll think of me Put on my dancing shoes And I might think of you But I just might Sing my songs at night Dance the floors and find Someone new So I came back to shore To be with you evermore I’ve been married to the sea And you to he Off you go to sea I hope you’ll think of me Put on my dancing shoes And I might think of you But I just might Sing my songs at night Dance the floors and find Someone new Then in the door The first smile that I ever saw You looked at me And I at thee
4.
Gold and Black Born to a cot in Bermondsey Sailors song for a bedtime story Reborn in a tigers mouth Dragged into a brand new land The Sailors song Pumping my blood from before I was born And the big black sea, Filled, my dreams Finger tips, shiny black, wrinkled bricks Rutted horse shit, jagged lanes, bent elbows, crooked knees streets, heavy smells Crossed you as you passed Weighing your senses down Oh and above all this rang the sound Of voices wild and dark Melodies in flight, tiptoeing, Above the sight of us And I imagine myself far away Somewhere hot and strange Where the cats are painted gold and black And I am not afraid Where the cats are painted gold and black And I am not afraid And above all this rang the sound Of voices wild and dark And it is here, that my future starts And is to be with the crimson beasts And the wings that beat Blood red as the black sea fills my head And the sailors song pumping my blood From before I was born And the black sea, has seen and soaked through me Oh and above all this rang the sound Of voices wild and dark Melodies in flight, tiptoeing, Above the sight of us And I imagine myself far away Somewhere hot and strange Where the cats are painted gold and black And I am not afraid Where the cats are painted gold and black And I am not afraid
5.
How many bones to build a man? (The Downfall of Les Innocents) Dig the land to make the man in old Versailles, but I will never clear a thing if I were to fall in. Clear the graves to make a way, and all who work will be repaid with money left for purpose by the king. We take the bodies from the soil, before the air begins to spoil, the future will come here in the end This city has no place for bones, beside the markets, whores and homes, it’s by the church that we have piled them. Downfall at Les Innocents Decay and wretched stench But the love and sweet incense Cleanse the innocent Set the fire by the walls, and leave the heat to take the souls, where men’s hammers can’t the flames can. There is light along the aisles, and men are running for the sun is coming in everywhere I stand. So I walk in to Versailles, for my year’s money and I, walk against the crowds that come As they pass I have no doubt, I know more than most about, how, many bones to build a man. How many bones, to build a man? Downfall at Les Innocents Decay and wretched stench But the love and sweet incense Cleanse the innocent Downfall at Les Innocents
6.
The Engineer’s Paris Exhausted Earth Shadowed by an empty church Lit through the October light A deathly quiet Do do do – da da da da An Auburn Girl Gently passes through her world Pressing on the stiffened grass A well trodden path But he is led in a merry dance Through the streets of merry France A French Parisian His New acquaintance And he finds himself a suit to suit the trend And he finds himself a suit to suit the trend Deep the men They dig the earth Hard and steady as they work Heavy air and heavy ground Moving on, the future is, (fast) The only sound Immortal As it fills the ground And he is led in a merry dance Through the streets of merry France A French Parisian His New acquaintance And he finds himself a suit to suit the trend And he finds himself a suit to suit the trend
7.
HEART IN HAND As I stand still Like the frozen sea Beneath my feet I find myself Thick in thought Like the frozen floor Glassy eyes As I try To see As the fear Stacks up, In front of me As the fear Stacks up, In front of me And the fire in my heart Well it was almost out A slow death But the beauty and the light And the stillness of the night And the dark air Becomes so loud A roaring sound But the beauty and the light And the stillness of the night Comes in time And the layers of the ice A kaliederscope so bright In my mind And alone I start to understand And alone I stand heart in hand And alone I understand And alone I stand heart in hand
8.
Steady on 03:52
STEADY ON Dark Shiver Frozen Dead Still Days Years Trapped Fear Steady on, lost your track, how will you make it back? Listen hard, nothing there, how did you lose your bearings, As the snow clings, the wind sings. Can’t Shiver Longing Over Steady on, lost your track, how will you make it back? Listen hard, nothing there, how did you lose your bearings, As the snow clings, the wind sings.

credits

released June 18, 2012

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

The Bookshop Band Bath, UK

The Bookshop Band write songs inspired by books and play them in bookshops. They started as a collaboration between a group of musicians in Bath and their local independent bookshop, Mr B's Emporium. Now they are about to go on tour, sponsored by Vintage Books and Independent Booksellers Week, around other bookshops and lit fests. Catch them if you can. Details at www.thebookshopband.co.uk ... more

contact / help

Contact The Bookshop Band

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

The Bookshop Band recommends:

If you like The Bookshop Band, you may also like: