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Songs of Praise and Scorn
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by Christopher Paul Stelling
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pre-order Gatefold, LP style sleeve printed on recycled cardboard.
Artwork features oil painting by Coleen Barry, based on photo by Nicole Stevenson. Layout by Jonny Leather.
10x10 Lyric sheet included.
Includes immediate download of 10-track album in your choice of MP3 320, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Buy Now $10 USD
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12' Vinyl LP
pre-order Limited Edition (of 500) 12" vinyl LP.
Artwork features oil painting by Coleen Barry, based on photo by Nicole Stevenson. Layout by Jonny Leather.
10x10 Lyric sheet included.
each includes a download card good for 2 redeemable
digital downloads in your choice of MP3 320, FLAC, or other formats.
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- Album releases on 2/21, at which time it will also be available in digital format for purchase and stream.
For now though, any orders placed for CD and Vinyl formats will receive an immediate digital download of the entire record.
the code to download will be emailed to you instantly after your order has been placed.
CDs and LPs will be shipped before Feb. 21st, 2012.
thank you for your support,
CPS
for upcoming US tour dates, videos and other information, please visit:
www.christopherpaulstelling.com
track listing:
1. Mourning Train to Memphis
2. Solar Flares
3. Flawless Executioner
4. Never Been There
5. The Ocean Stole my Love Away
6. Strange Darkness
7. Ghost Ship
8. Little Broken Birds
9. Poor Leviathan
10. King is Dead
An Open Letter from The Rev. A. Revenant, concerning Christopher Paul Stelling’s release of Songs of Praise & Scorn
Dear Reader,
It gives me great pleasure to announce to you that: These are Songs of Praise & Scorn, and although they have always been amongst us, they are being offered to you now for your fair consideration. Christopher Paul Stelling, author of said Songs is both glad and pleased to see their release. Our authors’ life and journey, in so much as these Songs are concerned, is somewhat irrelevant, so I won’t go on to trouble your good sensibilities, dear Reader, with mere hyperbole and assumed facts.
I will also spare you the usual approbation concerning my appraisal of Mr. Stelling’s aptitude as composer/lyricist/singer/guitarist, as I am sure that the evaluation of such matters, you yourself will take great pleasure in surveying. That being said, I would like to ensure you that Mr. Stelling wishes you and yours well and in good health.
One thing which I’m sure you and I will most certainly agree upon concerning Songs of Praise and Scorn is that therein lies a narrative which nurtures a landscape both static and mutable, in which one who lucidly sets out upon their path can all at once feel both safe at home, and abandoned in some foreign and forgotten place. Like hungry ghosts, these songs have an inconsolable longing to find rest- they are imbued with an urgency, as are all living things, when confronted with their own most recently recognized mortality.
These recordings where made in a matter of days in the wet heat of August in an apartment located above a functioning funeral home in Louisville, KY which has been in constant operation since 1848. At times the recording sessions would cease for various intervals out of respect for the family and friends of the recently departed, who would gather below to say their final farewells. After said observances, the sessions would resume again and carry on late into the summer night and early morning.
All that the author asks of you, dear Reader, is this: that you treat these things with care. Treat them as both fragile and indestructible; as both ancient and unfounded. Hold them in your kind, tired hands and watch them spin as if propelled by some yet to be named, hidden and benevolent friend. Please, let yourself find comfort in their unmeasurable embrace so that they may find their life in you.
Sincerely yours in friendship,
Rev. A. Revenant - credits
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released 21 February 2012
recorded, mixed, and mastered at The Funeral Home in Louisville, KY by Kevin Ratterman.
Produced by CPS, Spencer Scanlon, Jonny Leather, and Kevin Ratterman.
Additional vocals: Julia Christgau
Violin: Cheyenne Marie Mize - tags
- tags: folk gospel hellfire hope nyc brooklyn cheyenne marie mize christopher paul stelling cps folk julia christgau mecca lecca songs of praise and scorn
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Christopher Paul Stelling is a songwriter based in NYC.
Having building a reputation as a formidable and passionate performer, his debut album, Songs of Praise and Scorn will see its release on 2/21/12.
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- Track Name: Mourning Train to Memphis
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tomorrow I'm leaving for Memphis on the mourning train- going to see a wise old man who's still got his brain- but his body it's playing tricks, it's got him in a pinch- cancer been spreading, stealing his life away inch by inch- I know he'll have kind words to share with all of us, sit there in all that pain and won't even make a fuss- he's a man of god and by god i know that someday- i know someday real soon, we'll lay him there in the cold hard ground.
ain't it a shame all the people on this earth they have to die, i don't need no alibi, the feelings only said- i know that tomorrow, yes tomorrow i just might cry- it feels right to say goodbye- tomorrow it'll come like rain- tomorrow I'm leaving for Memphis on the mourning train.
it's been many years now that seem like days since he went and passed- still the memory of his light it ever lasts- i never will forget that day he laid down and dies, dark clouds rolled in and tornadoes and winds they filled the sky- no I never will forget myself that fateful day, the day the sky opened up like god for once had something to say
ain't it a shame all the people on this earth they have to die, i don't need no alibi- tomorrow it'll come like rain- tomorrow I'm leaving for Memphis on the mourning train.
