The Crushing Gift

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released October 4, 2008

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leo crandall Syracuse, New York

I am a singer/songwriter/composer. I play the requinto, cello and guitar. I have toured Africa sponsored by the State Dept., nominated for Australia’s Bluestar Award, charted #14 nationally in Roots and Blues, received a Meet the Composer Grant. I have composed film scores, dance scores, theater music and ambient sound for installations. My music has been heard all over the world. ... more

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Track Name: charlemagne
Outside this Eastown Hall,
The best I can see,
The rest of the night is laying
In my hand
All of the crows come gathering
Over the hall
Watching us all
All fucked up

When the fallen call and call …call to the deaf,
When the fallen call…Charlemagne
When the fallen call and call …hoarse and bereft
when the fallen call…Charlemagne

From the fold of his only overcoat,
From his powderish hand,
His dark little knife is clattering
On the ground
Outside this Eastown Hall
Crows hover above
I’m a soldier of love
Baby bring my sword
Track Name: come to life no more
Feel the warming sun
After all this sounding rain
Its unwoven thread
Out here on this darkling plain
You believe, you believe, til ya can’t believe no more
I will take the train to Venice
I will sit upon the shore

Cannot face any face
Cannot smile a dog-eared smile
Stay and clench your eyes
Just sit here for awhile
You believe, you believe, til ya can’t believe no more
Though I know you'll come a knockin’
I will stand behind this door

There’s a hardness deep within us
It must come from beneath
From the dirt we’re standing over
From the rock under our feet
You believe, you believe, til ya can’t believe no more
I’ve sown these stones around us
But they come to life no more
Track Name: all of heaven's falling rain
Of all the first and early fires, out in the dew,
Though I never saw soul, I knew they were tended by you.
All of heaven’s falling rain is running through your heart
Run, run, run. Run, run, run.

The murderous eye of Abraham, on that dark diaphanous day,
Burned into his only boy, orphaned him away.
All of heaven’s falling rain won’t bestow the grace
Of the beatings we took and we gave,
Beatings we took and we gave.

Despite the endless pit you dug, your endless thrall,
All the loitering lonely girls, were out in the hall.
All of heaven’s falling rain is running through your heart.
Run, run, run. Run, run, run.

The gutless prayer of Claudius, at the foot of his son,
The Dane is driving all the nails, one by one.
All of heaven’s falling rain cannot bestow the grace
Of the beatings we took and we gave,
Beatings we took and we gave. Beatings we took and we gave.

South of town two Texas girls were singing Jurame,
But your Broadway romance was blistering away.
All of heaven’s falling rain is pounding on your car
Run, run, run. Run, run, run.

It must have been a merciful thing, the face across your face.
It must have been a merciful thing, to leave me in this place.
All of heaven’s falling rain cannot bestow the grace,
Of the beatings we took and we gave,
Beatings we took and we gave.
Track Name: effamira's tango
She smokes a cigarette in Myrtle’s black ford,
Slowly draws it in.
Thinks of tuxedo shirts and gliding around
in the arms of her men, of her men.

She feels the velvet as she rolls up her sleeve.
She should be rolling into bed.
She hears the rain on top of Myrtle’s black ford.
Bluest river in her head, in her head

And as the world moves on and marches along
she hears the Jersey Crawl Out there in the wind
But a dream is just a waste
So she gets out of the car
Now she’s taking off her clothes
Dancing in the rain, in the rain.

The rain is running down the bone of her neck
She feels it soaking through her sleeve
The rain is running down the flesh of her back
and Effamira’s shaken free, shaken free

And Myrtle stays behind the wheel of her car
All of her finery is gone
She holds her key and watches her friend
In the muddy dawn, in the dawn

And as the world moves on and marches along
Effamira does the Crawl out there in the wind
she knows its useless to explain
it’s the end of this long night.
so she gets back in the car
and thinks about the rain, about the rain
Track Name: bushmeat
Bushmeat, bushmeat.
Gonna eat you some meat? Munch on the hunch.
Comb through the bush? Jump on the hump.
Bite in your sight? Mare in the crosshair.
BANG BANG, bushmeat, bushmeat.

Bushmeat, bushmeat.
Got some weight on your plate? Fish on my dish.
Gonna arrow the sparrow? Bury the canary.
Gnaw it raw? Feast on a beest.
BANG BANG, bushmeat, bushmeat.

Monkey munch and a snakebake shake, Ape suzette and a fishbone maccarone,
Pidgeonhole beaver-roll tar tar casserole,
Woodchuck yum yum bushmeat. Platypus stew and a noodle-ee noodle-ee gnu, Chicken leg, fish egg, devildog: pureed, Cantelope, antelope, mantelope juice,
Fried bat waving at the bushmeat.

Bushmeat, bushmeat.
Beating the bush? For meat in the bush.
On the trail of some quail? Take a shot at some squat.
See some ass with sass.? Spray on the prey.
BANG BANG, bushmeat, bushmeat.

Duckshot, buckshot suckshot hole,
Duckbutter buckbutter little mole pole,
Quiverin’ liver an’ a slitherin’ snail,
Doglog banging on the bushmeat trail.
Lemur tail zebra tail quail tail: pull!
Honey buck blubberglove (roll boy roll),
Tomcat bobcat eat a little pussycat,
Turkey jerky, chug-chug, bushmeat.
Track Name: i'm gonna lay down by my side
I know that there’s no one for me, even me.
I know that that’s how it ought to be.
I don’t really know just I why I do, the things I do.
I’m gonna lay down by my side.
I’ve got some trouble clean and bright.
I’m gonna lay down by my side.

I know the things beneath the sea, leave to the sea.
I know that that’s… where they ought to be
I don’t really know just I why I do, the things I do.
I’m gonna lay down by my side.
I’ve got some trouble deep and bright.
I’m gonna lay down by my side.

I picked up a stone, felt its heft and thought of you.
Held it fast inside my hand and thought of you.
I let it linger, let it fall, and it fell true.
I’m gonna lay down by my side.
I’ve got some trouble deep and bright.
I’m gonna lay down by my side.
Track Name: baby, get over it
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Track Name: and your devil is comin'
With your face in your hair
Your face in your hair
face in your hair

You sit on your porch
Ache for your man
With your face in your hair

Devil is comin’
Devil is comin’
Comin’

You sit on your porch
Ache for your man
And your devil is comin’
Devil is comin’
Track Name: john the revelator
Who’s that writing? John the Revelator
Who’s that writing? John the Revelator
Who’s that writing? John the Revelator
Book of the Seven Seals

What’s John writing? About the revelation
What’s John writing? About the revelation
What’s John writing? About the revelation
Book of the Seven Seals


Now who art worthy, thousands cried holy
Bound up for some, Son of our God
Daughter of Zion, Judah the Lion
Yeah He redeem us with his blood

Chorus

John the Revelator, great advocator
Get's 'em on the battle of Zion
Tellin' the story, risin' in glory
"Lord, don't you love him some"

Chorus

Well Moses to Moses, watchin' the flock
Saw the bush where they had to stop
God told Moses, "Pull off your shoes"
Out of the flock, its you I choose

Chorus
Track Name: the crushing gift
Like the voice of a bird in a sky full of rain
Your gifts have crushed my heart again.
For you daughters of Market Street, all brought so low,
It’s out to the sea that the river flows.
Let it flow. Let it flow.

You rule over hurt like dogs on a lion.
The eyes of a fool are mine.
I saw you all weeping. I sang the dirge slow.
It’s out to the sea that the river flows.
Let it flow. Let it flow.

The things that you say, alone in your rooms,
The secrets your mothers’ keep locked in their wombs.
Again and again, we owe, I suppose.
It’s out to the sea that the river flows.
Let it flow. Let it flow.

Whatever is left under the sun,
Whatever is left is left undone.
The river goes south, unraveling slow.
And its out to the sea that the river flows
Let it flow. Let it flow.