A Killer's Dream

by Rachel Brooke

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lisa meola I honestly like them all. A softness that hits your heart. Makes you want to swing with your lover. Late night under the moon. Favorite track: Only For You.
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Nero Blaidd The enjoyment can be heard in every minute. A nice set of wonderful ideas. Favorite track: Every Night About This Time.
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Bezza beautiful voice and this last track is... well... a killer! Favorite track: A Killer's Dream.
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Team Oktopus If we had only ten albums to take to a desert island this would be one of them. Awesome beyond belief Favorite track: Old Faded Memory.
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about

www.rachelbrookemusic.com

Incendiary young country singer and songwriter Rachel Brooke channels the darkest nights of American Southern music, pulling forth influences from raw, early country singing to Chicago blues greats, vintage New Orleans jass bands to old animated cartoons, all tied together in the framework of her old-fashioned melodies. It takes a peculiar vision to be able to unite these many different sounds, but Brooke’s pulled off the most difficult task: she’s created a new sound from a pastiche of old music without sounding derivative. Instead her music sounds incredibly fresh, sepia-toned perhaps with the vision of our distant past, but as rough-edged and hand-honed as the best of today’s roots music. She’s quite the paradox: a young songwriter who perfectly embodies the music of the American South, but who lives in the wilds of Northern Michigan. An artist who grew up with parents in a bluegrass band, but who spent her teen years raging away in an all-girl punk band. A shy, soft-spoken introvert whose wall-shaking voice has earned her a place at cutting-edge roots music festivals like Muddy Roots. An icon of underground country music who covers jazz greats like Fats Domino on her new record. But when you sing this well and play like hell, who do you have to answer to anyways?

On her new album, A Killer’s Dream, Rachel Brooke proves she has the chops to be named “the Queen of Underground Country Music” by tastemaker blog Saving Country Music. Playing with a full band for the first time, Brooke cut the whole album live on analog 2” tape. In fact, they didn’t even turn on a computer until the mastering began. Each track was nailed down in a few takes, and it’s thanks to the ultra-tight backing band Viva Le Vox (feat. Joe Buck Yourself) that the music sounds so polished. The songs from the album are remarkably cohesive for having so many influences. “Fox in a Hen House” and “Late Night Lover” drip with the electric sass of the best Bessie Smith and Mae West songs, “OId Faded Memory” (a sweet duet with Lonesome Wyatt of disturbed country outfit Those Poor Batards) yodels along like a sentimental Jimmie Rodgers number, “A Killer’s Dream” has the kind of rockabilly backbeat that would make Wanda Jackson proud, and “The Black Bird” sounds like it could have rolled out an old Betty Boop Halloween cartoon. The folk revivalists used to search for this kind of raw, haunting music in old 78s, but Rachel Brooke has tapped into these old eerie sounds and creates new music from their dusty pasts.
Rachel Brooke’s American Gothic roots music is the perfect paradox: it sounds like it could have been made a century ago, but it’s music that could only have been made today.

credits

released December 4, 2012

Rachel Brooke: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Tympani, Xylophone, Vibraphone, Concert Bass Drum, Sleigh Bells, Temple Blocks
Bill Chase: Upright Bass, Drums (10,11), Tambourine
Tony Bones: Electric Guitar (2,3,4,7,8,9)
Antoine Dukes: Drums (2,3,4,7,8,9), Saw
Nick Carnes: Electric guitar (10,11), Slide Guitar
Dave Tatrow: Trumpet
Jonah Powell: Fiddle
Lonesome Wyatt: Vocals (6)
Savannah Buist: Backing Vocals (11)
Betty Ponder: Backing Vocals (11)

All music and lyrics written by Rachel Brooke except “Every Night About This Time”, (by Antoine “Fats” Domino, Dave Bartholomew, EMI UNART Catalog INC)
All songs analog recorded, mixed and mastered by Andy Van Guilder, Halohorn Productions, Traverse City MI
Produced by Rachel Brooke and Andy Van Guilder
Photography by Jess Varda, Hocus Focus Portraits
Artwork and Design by Strange Fortune Design Company

© and ℗ 2012 by Rachel Brooke (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.
Made in the USA

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Track Name: Have It All
Now I know what makes the world spin around
Now I know, Now I know
And I know that you want it all
Have it all, Have it all
Track Name: Fox In A Hen House
She’s like a fox in a hen house. The meanest you’ll find
She’s like a fox in a hen house. The meanest you’ll find
She sneaks in at night
And she takes what’s mine

There ain’t a devil in my heart. Because I ain’t a man
There ain’t a devil in my heart. Because I ain’t a man
But there’s been one in my kitchen
And she’s been cooking with my pots and pans

She’s like that snake in the backyard. Sly as can be
She’s like that snake in the backyard. Sly as can be
But she don’t know I seen her
Hiding in my apple tree

Everywhere I go, they say “she’s got your man”
She might think she’s got him, but she can’t love him like I can
She’s like that fox in a hen house. She gets what she can take
But if she comes around tonight, I’ll be waiting with my .38
Track Name: Late Night Lover
Now come to me baby when the sun goes down
Knock on my door three times, when no one’s around
My days are long, and ever-so lonely
But in the evening’s when I want you only

The window’s open now, so come on right in
I’ve been waiting since a quarter to ten
They way you move now, its making me shudder
Because no one loves me like my late night lover

I heard you creeping in my garden last week
I tried and tried but couldn’t get no sleep
The wind was blowing something sweet in the air
The scent of something that I want you to share
Because you’re my late night lover

One by one the stars come out in the sky
That’s when I lock my doors and turn down the lights
And each and every night I let my hair down
Just the way you like it, incase you’re coming around

Now the moon’s shining bright behind my windows of lace
But I’ll keep waiting until I see your face
Come on baby, we’ve got lots to uncover
Because no one loves me better than my late night lover

My clock’s ticking fast, it’s almost half past three
That time of night when everything is a dream
But then I hear you softly whisper my name
Now come closer and I’ll whisper the same
Because you’re my late night lover
And I’m your late night lover
Come be my late night lover
I’ll be your late night lover
Track Name: Every Night About This Time
Every night about this time, I go to sleep to keep from crying
Every night about this time, I go to sleep to keep from crying
Because my baby, he’s always running around

Oh can’t you see, what’s wrong with me?
I try, and I try, but I’m not satisfied
Oh can’t you see what’s wrong with me?
I’m afraid, I’m gonna have to let my baby be

Love is a thing that money can’t buy
If you don’t have no one to love you, you might as well go off and die
Oh can’t you see what you’ve done to me?
Yes I’m afraid, I’m gonna have to let my baby be
Track Name: Life Sentence Blues
Tell me baby, what’s wrong with me?
Tell me baby, what’s wrong with me?
I’ve been living in a prison. A prison made by me

Now don’t you come knocking. Knocking at my door
No don’t you come knocking. Because I won’t come along
Because I know if someone’s knocking, there must be something wrong

All I do all day long, I sit here and cry
All night long, I’m just laying there and crying
Only reason I’m still living-I’m too afraid to die

See, I don’t know where I’m going and I’ve given up on how
No I don’t know which way I’m going, and I’ve given up on how
Seems like I want to get to heaven, but I just ain’t ready to go now

Tell me baby, what’s wrong with me?
Tell me baby, what’s wrong with me?
I’ve been living in a prison. Life sentence to misery
Track Name: Old Faded Memory
Many years ago, I had a love
So pretty, so true, but ever so young
Each night we'd meet 'neath the twin oak tree
And dream of a life that was never to be

It seems only days since I last held her near
But my mind is much older, and my memory unclear
And though I've seemed to forgotten the reason we've part
To this very day, she still owns my heart

I wonder, I wonder, if he's thinking of me
All those years ago, how it all used to be
Our love, true it was, I could never forget
But each day since our parting, I've spent in regret

Would he still love me, now I'm withered and gray?
My daylight grows dim, and short are the days
May I be young and fair, in the dreams dreamt by him
But I'm just an old faded memory of what could have been

Her Love, like a flower that clings to the vine
Her love, how it lingers upon my old mind
Oh the nights that I've spent 'neath that twin oak tree
Just hoping she'd be there, just waiting for me

I'd give my own life just to see her once more
But I know in my heart, I won't be waiting for long
For my mind, it grows darker than each day before
and my heart, though its beating, has nothing to beat for

If only my life could have lasted forever
Oh the things I'd have done, Darling, we'd be together
But time that is given, is cruel and deceiving
For my body has weakened, and beauty is fleeting

Faster and faster, so go the days
As I cling to a life that is slipping away
And with my last breath, unto death may I stare
I'll remember the life that we never shared
Track Name: Ashes To Ashes
I hold in my hand, an echo of voice brought on the wings of a bird
Like a ruby filled vase, and a basket with lace
The most beautiful sound you have heard
My body, it aches of a far memory of someone I might have known
And there’s a hole in the wall too small to see through
But I’m sure it’s a picture of home

Sometimes I’m standing on a mountaintop. I’m nowhere but I’m not lost
But sometimes I’m just hanging with a heart that’s just breaking
My arms outstretched on a cross
But something keeps pulling, a lost letter of love
In a cabin where a fire used to be
There’s a woman who’s calling, with a voice of fair warning
Her crooked hand points only at me

Ashes to Ashes, mothers turn to ashes
Daughter soon follows in death
But before leaving earth, a daughter gives birth; a gift to me and she says
“You hold in your hand an echo of voice, brought on the wings of a bird
And like a bird who only sings for what every morning brings, the most beautiful sound I have heard”
Track Name: The Black Bird
There's a big black bird, high up in the pines
She’s been watching me every night. Been watching every time
She’s seen my creeping, my secret keeping
While you've been sound asleep
And she's the only one that knows what I’ve been doing
Or I'd be six feet deep

I walk on down to the river, I wait upon the bank
I fancy nothing but my secret loving, and how your heart would break
But then he pulls me near, I know just why I'm here
Forbidden love is but a dream
But in the dark I see, I see big eyes of green
She just won't let me be!

Everywhere I go, I see her following me
Raps at my window, waits at the gate
I see her in my dreams

Just the other night, while my mainline was out
Me and my lover, for just one hour, we made the lights go out
I know I've been so wrong, but wrong it feels so right
And like a drunk I'll drink my fill
Give me that reckless love, our old-time careless love
A lying heart is such a thrill

I hear the sound of wings!
Her darkness falls upon me
Into her depths I’ll sink
To guilt and misery
And like a bird I'll sing
Track Name: Only For You
My heart, it feels so heavy
And my tongue is tied with ivy
I’ve been so lonesome, so blue, but only for you

I know I shouldn’t be crying
But if I stopped, my heart would be lying
Because I’m so lonesome, so blue, but only for you

For too long, I’ve been longing for you
And been wondering if you’ve been longing too
And I’ve been trying-crying all night long
To tell my heart you’re not really gone
But my heart, it’s crushed red velvet
And it knows, I don’t gotta tell it
That I’m so lonesome, so blue, but only for you

My heart, it feels so heavy
And my tongue is tied with ivy
I’m so lonesome, so blue, but only for you
I’ve been so lonesome, so blue, but only for you
Track Name: Serpentine Blues
I had a dream last night, a black rat in my bed
I had a dream last night, a black rat in my bed
Now you’re gonna tell me what that means now, baby
Or I’m gonna tell you instead

Well I’ll sleep here tonight, but tomorrow I’ll be gone
I’ll sleep here tonight, but tomorrow I’ll be gone
You see, this bed that I’ve been lying in
It just don’t fit me no more

I saw a rattlesnake this morning, walking just like me
I saw a rattlesnake this morning, talking just like me
And it said “I ain’t scared of nothing-I’m only scared of me”

From under rocks and things, they all go east.
From under rocks and stones and dirt and bones, they all go east
And they’ve been calling my name
They say that’s where I aught to be

So I’m gonna light a fire, and burn this place down
I’m gonna light a big red fire, and burn it down to the ground
Just because I’ve been living here
Don’t mean that’s where I’m bound
Track Name: A Killer's Dream
He’s a hit man, she’s a queen
He’s a hit man, she’s a killers dream

Here I go again, one more time
I dug another big black hole where I cried and I cried
It’s taken me all my life but now I realize
I am nothing but a killers dream-In a killers mind

I got no sympathy for all the things that you said
Because you’ve been lying and lying, and now I know where I stand
Yeah you’re a killer, you always find a way
And you can call me your queen, but I know
I’m only prey

I guess it aint hard to see what you see in me
Now I know that everything I got-it’s what a killer needs
My baby told me long ago, but I just couldn’t believe
We’re all living in a killers world, and we can never be free

You got me spinning, spinning ‘round and ‘round
Because everything that I knew, it just came tumbling down
Yeah you’re a hit man, and you’ve always been that way
But don’t you call me your queen because I know
I’m only prey

Here I go again, one more time
I dug another big black hole where I cried and I cried
It’s taken me all my life but now I realize
I am nothing but a killers dream-In a killers mind
And we’re all living in a killers world-in a killers mind