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SUNFIELD (1999)

by Damien Youth

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  • Damien Youth's 1999 Sunfield LP. Reissued on O'Leary Records. 2011. Double vinyl gatefold LP ! With 2 bonus tracks + poster + free digital download!

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1.
In her morning cloak she comes to see me in my room. Take me to the moon. Lady Juniper with glitter in her hair, in her hair. Lady Juniper with glitter in her hair. Sunfield Follow the dragonfly out to the sunfield Sit by the stream and I'll tell you the story about Millo and all of the animal people who come out of the forest. When I was a boy and I slept by the screen door I woke up to find Millo Shanti and cohorts standing around wearing hoods just like steeples and their eyes were like keyholes looking out through the cosmos and I knew it was no joke when they gave me the needle. Floating All at once I'm free again all at once I'm me again floating above the Teraphim mystical electricity pulsates in the core of me I'm floating through the vortex. Stage Fright Woke up alone, afraid, eyes are bleeding lemonade face down on the carpet. I can't connect myself I am the ghost inside the well, I'm doing it over. I lean against the wall, I stumble down the corridor, still tunneling visions. I cannot reach the stage, I'm floating through electric haze, I lost my religion. I take my medicine and stand beneath the light where souls are watching me with blazing, ugly, penetrating eyes. Next time they won't find me I'm hiding in the library, alone and sedated. I feel them everywhere in this chamber of unholy stares, they're pulling me under. I put my make-up on and lay down in my room, I hear the engines hum as Juniper comes, takes me to the moon. (I'm floating through the vortex) 1999
2.
Origins 01:50
Your ancestral origins have been defined the fusion of nitrogen atoms into helium atoms then to carbon caused an explosion creating a supernova. This hydrogen cloud collapsed into Sirius, A ghost star, home to Valek. Your colony, which predates the earth's reptilian experiments, has blossomed in the Alpha strand. Though genetic mutations have occurred humanoid life forms still reside in the seventh level but are controlled by the peripheral residents. And your atmosphere is constructed. The Black ship of Valek is your night sky and you are sleeping. You will not be hurt.
3.
Traveling 03:59
All across the great dominions can you see the signs? Moving through the ancient ruins opening your mind. Floating down the psychic freeway through electric waves outer space. Searching for the great companion move into the light. Opening the higher senses spirit touch the sky. Seeker of the new dimensions feel the silent race inner space. Isn’t it great to be alive? opening doors and reading signs, taking it one day at a time not knowing if it’s up ahead or behind Travel across the great dominion can you read the signs? All aboard the forest people take us for a ride. Breaking from the conscious shackles through the mystic haze all through space. Isn’t it great to be alive? opening doors and reading signs, taking it one day at a time not knowing if it’s up ahead or behind
4.
she went electric gave us one hell of a time undetected and wearing out her zodiac sign eyes grow weary lost in a spiritual world kiss me sleepy my delicate young dandelion girl marshmallow moonglow melting all over the sky dripping starlight she's pointing out the belt of orion cosmic starchild in white coat with collar of fur kiss me deadly my fucked up little dandelion girl she went all mystic gave us one hell of a scare so sadistic with serpents growing out of her hair on the starboard she sat in the lotus and om'd "quantum physics" my paranormal dandelion girl she saw a space ship when she was only 14 in the forest it touched down in a green grassy sheen little people were running all over the place she sat and watched them as they flew back into outer space back to their worlds according to my dandelion girl
5.
She said let's talk about the weather I said like "weather" or not you love me anymore? She said I think it would be better if maybe you didn't see me anymore I said then turn out the lights and then lay down with me I promise not to look She smiled and told me goodnight said you’re much too clever but you should save it for your book I said I think you are so gorgeous with your bleach blonde hair and your silver platform shoes and all the people at the office think you’re so far out you're living on the moon and I just really believe that the sun gets brighter with every breath you take and when you're looking at me my souls ignited and floating off in space When I first saw you at the college your hair was brown and you sat all by yourself Right there beneath the tree of knowledge with your naked soul just crying out for help and I just couldn't believe that I'd found somebody who recognized my soul and everything that you said was just variations on everything I know Now all I ever really want to do is be alone with you and melt into your kiss of cinnamon Walk into the winter night alone with you down forest trails past looming silos by the frozen lake
6.
And when the winter comes she's far away, the silent forest of her soul she waits. I feel her spirit whisper through the trees, "I am alone, I am alone" And in this garden where we'd search the sun, to give us answers to the mysteries of the human soul. I sit alone now 'neath the clouds of gray, they block the sun, I am alone, I am alone. I’ve given you laughter, I’ve given you sorrow, I’ve given you freedom then stood in your way. Though you're here with me now you won't be tomorrow, because there's no way to give you everything. (Chorus) But I want it to be that way, I want it to be that way, Every night and every day I wanted it to be that way. I’ve held you in shadows, walked with you in rain storms, I’ve kissed you all moon soaked and drifting away. We sat in your garden and cried with the sunset as the promise of morning was beginning to fade. (Chorus)
7.
Meet me in the lotus floating ghostly out of focus under Valek 1. In the tetrahedron in the white light of cabala ‘neath the alpha strand. Chromosomal holograms, formation of the alpha strand, we are the light of god we are the voices in command. We're sending out signals to the psyche and the consciousness of everyone. I see the world inside a little box I crumple it inside my hand. I am expanding, floating, landing in the garden of the dying man Here come the grays they're here to stay they bring electric cones for everyone. Don't turn away they're going to take us to the center of the Valek sun. This is the fusion, electricity and soul, we're in the cluster, mutating in the know. We are the light of god we are the voices in command, we're sending out signals to the psyche and the consciousness of everyone. This is the fusion, electric into soul, we're in the cluster, mutating in the know. Hydrogen to helium to carbon into alpha strand to sacred soul.
8.
Forest faerie flutters freely through the garden rows, I follow watching from behind the statue Mary Rose. Pollen slow ascends from garden petals morning mist. The sky is gray and overcast yet still the sun persists. His offering of golden rings engage his flower bride, As she awakes to sleep again out in the field she dies, All alone, the statue Mary Rose. Harvest moon reflects on dew beads buds have barely sprung, the lark sits silent nesting waiting for the summer sun. The forest phantom shadow prince eludes me in the trees, through brier, branch and thicket he doth pass through with great ease. I followed on with cloak and cane and rested on a stone, looking down a shadow thrown by statue Mary Rose. In the garden froze, the statue Mary Rose. And the sun it glows on the statue Mary Rose. And the garden glows the statue Mary Rose. And the sun shown on statue Mary Rose.
9.
Please don't fall in love, don't fall in love, with all of the world coming on to you. You seem skies above, seem skies above, all of those people. That's not what you want, not what you want, coming home just to anyone. Don't give up your soul, give up your soul, and forfeit your freedom. And I wanted you to know you've got a place to go, when all of the world's closing in on you. And I'll take you far away, keeping you safe, unseen, from all of those people. Please don't fall in love, don't fall in love, with all of the world looking up to you. You seem stars above, seem stars above, all of those people. I want what you are, want what you are, though you're not like anyone, Don't give up your soul, give up your soul, and forfeit your freedom. And I wanted you to know you've got a place to go, when all of the world's closing in on you. And I'll take you far away, keeping you safe, unseen, from all of those people. The sun, The sun's for everyone but still I think it only shines for you. For you and no one else 'cause there is no one else when you're around. Around this empty house, I can feel your ghost it haunts. Haunts me in my solitude and I don't want to be alone. Alone is all I've ever known. It's all I've ever known. Please don't fall in love, don't fall in love, with all of the world coming on to you. You seem skies above, seem skies above, all of those people. That's not what you want, not what you want, coming home just to anyone. Don't give up your soul, give up your soul, and forfeit your freedom
10.
Magic Forest 02:59
I see you in the magic forest, eyes glazed white in the cosmic hue. Galaxies of the hovering Malloy, form into strange concentric cubes. Sprinkling seeds , Luciferian flower, they take root in the mortal rind Rising through the pulsating light codes, now defused by the conscious mind, now defused by the spirit shine, now defused. You alone in your room, I'm a lot like you. Intimate, wild, violent child am I coming through? Are you with me? Reach to me through the octahedron pull you through to the central glide. Clustered souls mingling in the glow crest, rising up, levitating blind. Souls cocoon in the polar body, body fluid in the egg of life. Sperm tail gods grow from human zygote, still exist far beyond the rind Still exist in the spirit shine. Still exist. I'm out here in the yard gas lamp burning blue. Robber comes as a child tries to pull me through. Are you with me?
11.
Sit in my room, late afternoon, Sun through the blinds, turn off the light, go to sleep. Float into dream, insects on screen, turns into green, Pulsating rings, waking me. Turn to the wall, trying to fall, into the deep, drifting beneath canopy. I dream that the antichrist came down in a satellite. Fuck off the day, wasting away, here in my lair, drowning my prayer with amphetamines. (Spirits flow spreading disease) Candles burn down, wax drips to stone, shadows unfold, here in my cold library. (Spirits flow spreading disease) Is that the antichrist or one of our satellite? She points at the satellite, says is that the anti-Christ?
12.
Mocking Bird (free) 01:29
Mocking bird please fly away come again another day Winter comes in clouds of grey and you know that it's time you should fly away. Willow tree your leaves have died solemn standing 'neath the sky stand out in your field tonight and you froze as the clouds drifted slowly by
13.
Melody witchcraft stands in window conjuring the winter storm. Melody drips her blood on candle, the flames are casting silent forms. Under the staircase in her book she presses flowers and insect wings. She draws a circle around the star and wraps it up with string. Melody rose like the mists of Avalon, under a halo of light. Conjuring souls through the ancient corridors, draped in the shadows of night, shadows of night. Melody witchcraft emanates a violet aura seldom seen. She stands and whispers incantations, alleviates her suffering. Melody lights a secret candle, places it above the well. Under the moonlit looming gables, she's lowering the pail. Melody rose like the mists of Avalon, under a halo of light. Conjuring souls through the ancient corridors, draped in the shadows of night, shadows of night. Her souls a pagan minstrel in the forest of the dead. Her eyes are fixed and ominous, she floats above her bed
14.
Decorate 03:25
Decorate your pretty feet with high-heeled shoes and colored beads, And while you sleep I'll play with them and you pretend I am not there or anywhere. In short red skirt and floppy hat her long legs lie across my lap. She's drifting off in velvet sleep, she makes me cum with her feet, I cannot breathe or do anything, I cannot breathe. Decorate your pretty face with false eyelashes, with lipstick trace the outlines of your pretty lips then rest your head down in my lap. My perfect pigtail teenage queen, who giggles while she's teasing me. Her every moves pornography, I lie beneath her hovering, she moves her head to my tiny death. My tiny death drips on her breast. So decorate your pretty breast with rosaries and flowered vest, then press them up against themselves and pinch the nipples till they swell, Then smear them with a silky cream and let me slide there in-between. Look-up at me your eyes so blue, I spill my ghost all over you, gets in your hair, it's everywhere. The sticky strings all in your hair, you gorgeous thing, it's everywhere.
15.
Starboard 9 02:05
There in the curtains, behind the spyglass, beneath the smoke rings that loom round her head. She flows like fountains, disturbing silence, like a black spider in crystal bead web. I feel her spirit pouring on me in my chambers all ominous red. I see her demons in the shadows in their masses all crouched round my head. The forest phantom, consuming fire glow, arms all stretched out in the fields of the sun. You conjure faeries, through leaf and berries and they appear in the meadow flies hum. We saw the shadow ones come down from crystal mountain in the roar of the day. Emanate through thorny vine, the ugly little people shine their eyes through the haze. Starboard nine the floating eyes, blanket the sun.
16.
Molly wakes up from her sleep with pictures of her family they're looking on by the bed where the nurse keeps the bottles and syringe Molly stares at telephone prisoner of the old folk's home but nobody calls and the time is upon us so take your medicine Your son he dropped by today and he wanted to say that he hopes you're feeling better But you were sound asleep so he tiptoed away but he wrote a lovely letter "I wish you could come home again" Molly please come over dear the children from the church are here they want to sing you a song of the lord he's prepared a place for you Molly sits down in a chair all the nervous children stare reluctant they sing as the pastor is offering food to everyone But as the nurse she looked away Molly slips from the room so no one would see her crying Down the corridor then out in the street where the cars were flying by her Oh Molly ran away today. Molly lies down in a field underneath the sunny veils closing her eyes to the site of the sun as it sinks behind the hill Deep in sleep her spirit rose left behind her body froze there in the field where she'd played in her youth and she'd race down to the mill Molly passed away today and they found her they say in a field behind the market All alone and lying there with a cold icy stare and a picture in her locket . . . it's Molly as a little girl
17.
I saw the magic colors spinning in the field, I walk through morning mist and sat beneath the wheel. I saw my child self standing by the forest edge, I tried to reach him but he quickly turned and fled. Doodle bug man, that's Arias. Valiant clan, that's serious. Familiar stand, they hover me. Emollient glaze, telepathy. Ransia, Sensia, Valiant venom, Ramatam, Vicord, Nine by Starboard, Hover craft, Black mass, Lothius, Soul jacked, Mantas, Stratosphere, Insect Chandelier, BLACK OUT I saw an angel with a sick infected grin, He touched my forehead and awoke the god within. I woke up sweating, shaking, naked in my bed, If I was dreaming why'd the blood drip from my head?
18.
In her morning cloak she comes to see me in my room Take me to the moon, Lady Juniper with glitter in her hair, in her hair Lady Juniper with glitter in her hair.
19.
Look at me I'm here, I made it to the other side. Can you not see me here, oh why do you cry? You are not alone, I'm only in the other room and you who knew my soul we'll be together soon. When you close your eyes oh still you'll hear my melodies, when you sleep tonight, I'll kiss you in your dreams. In your soul, in your mind, I am still alive, oh I am still alive. I'm a lie.

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"As is the case with Robyn Hitchcock and Donovan -- the two names most likely to spring to mind when you hear Damien Youth -- there isn't a huge difference from one Damien Youth record to the other. That would be a substantial problem for most artists. But, again, as with Hitchcock and Donovan, it's not such a bother in Damien Youth's particular situation, because if you like what he has to give, he delivers the goods with consistency and enough variety and imagination to sustain pleasurable listening. Like the somewhat more widely distributed CD Bride of the Asylum, this reflects his evolution from the lo-fi production of his cassette-only releases to a cleanly produced (but not at all slick) folk-pop/rock sound, deftly integrating other arrangements and lite-psych effects in addition to his usual voice and guitar. In its darker moods, the sense of sinister playfulness can evoke Syd Barrett (who, of course, is a common reference point for Hitchcock as well). In its lighter moments, it's playful and uplifting, as on the exultant "Traveling." Whatever the setting, this is consistently melodic and soothing, with the sort of gentle, solitary euphoria that typified a lot of British folk-rock/psychedelia of the late '60s and very early '70s, without sounding like toothless revivalism. It's not all sunshine and magic, either: Often placid on the surface, the lyrics frequently conceal ambiguity and disturbance that can be startling, as in the ode to his "fucked-up little dandelion girl." Then there's "Decorate," at face value another gentle, folky ballad, but one with sexually explicit lyrics that verge on the pornographic. Probably bound to pass unnoticed, even on an underground cult level, because of its limited distribution and lo-fi packaging, it's another notch in Damien Youth's bid to become one of the first belatedly discovered cult artists of the 21st century." - Richie Unterberger

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