Murmurs

by Echo Moth

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Genre: Shoegaze/Art Rock
Released: Fall 2016

Ethereal, guitar driven experimental songs with elements of dream pop and prog rock.

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released November 27, 2016

Yana Davydova - voice, guitar
Dmitry Ishenko - bass
Charles Burst - drums

Recorded and mixed by Charles Burst at The Seaside Lounge Recording Studios, June/July 2015
Mastered by Mitch Rackin
Produced by Yana Davydova and Dmitry Ishenko

All songs by Yana Davydova © 2015

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Echo Moth New York

Echo Moth is the project of NYC based guitarist and singer/songwriter Yana Davydova.

Songs are influenced by Victorian and Surrealist poetry with the music incorporating guitar and bass loops along with elements of noise and prog.

Echo Moth recorded a debut LP, “Murmurs”, with Dmitry Ishenko on bass
and Charles Burst on drums/sound engineering. The second album is coming out in winter, 2018.
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Track Name: Metta
METTA

Smoke is gathering over the moors;
Drying land, withering hills;
Where I have been all these years.

Should I want to be your songbird forever?
Squeeze the pressure out
Till the breathing stops.

If this is love, then what is it for?
I see the Sun right above your eyes,
And it’s paper thin.

If this is fire, then what is it for?
Sucks me in. Let it go free.
Stretch your time to refill.

Echo from London is calling back home.
Step aside to keep an air flow;
I need to see what’s behind the screen.

Try to dodge a kiss from the mouth of a void.
Hand in a dagger into the hand that offered a cure.

I am only a fragment of your secret worlds.
Just an illusion.
Rain will come and wash all this mess
Just so we can dance, so we can dance.
Track Name: Clean Blood
CLEAN BLOOD

On the shores with weeping willows
Prying eyes trying to distract.
On the shores with weeping willows
Prying eyes trying to distract.

My concentration is all right;
Just trying to keep my blood clean.
I think I hear some sounds,
Intoxicating and unreal.

And a siren on the shores, she sees me swim.
With a curious eye she sees me swim and screams "Don't drown!"

So I am heading for the shores,
Rowing against the stream.
She's got such beautiful eyes,
Blond stars, cold as ice.

In her eyes behind the black,
Blood and fire of the dead.
Songs that wrap around my bones,
Turning tears into stones.

So we drink the wine
and for a while we forget;
So we drink the wine
and for a while no regrets.

Sweet oblivion in her eyes
Makes me feel like I am in.
In a drunken delirium
We believed that we were free.

In her eyes behind the black,
Blood and fire of the dead.
Songs that wrap around my bones,
Turning tears into stones.

She said " I can hear the songs
In the gleaming waves
Three thousand miles away.
Release me, love,
We are bound for destruction.
I am a leaf in the wind,
Carried through the maze
Of your structure.
Will not be back
When the wind changes direction.”
Track Name: This Is Not My Trip
THIS IS NOT MY TRIP

The room is so hot, my lips are parched,
Your dry kisses on my tongue tied mouth.
Chaos’ pushing in through thin walls;
Sounds leaking in from the outside world.

This is not my trip; you are at the wheel.
As the days go by, landscape doesn't change.
You took my hand and led me in,
With a cold heart and a cool head.

And now images fade and my brain murmurs.
I am trying to hear outside this noise.
I am simply a corridor of raging frequencies,
Collection of images strung by memory.

If I could turn pain into a lesson;
Loss into gain; If only desire was pure.
This is not my trip; you are at the wheel,
Or is it a spiral that can suck us in?

I see you dance, wolfish gaze in your eye.
Music’s spinning my head in dim red lights.
I want to learn that dance, want to learn those steps,
Gonna learn from you all I possibly can.
Track Name: Weeds
WEEDS

Been plowing through the ground
Trying to sow a seed of a flower;
The ground is fertile but full of weeds.

Tearing through the roots; killing all the weeds;
All the worms and creatures that lived underneath
Scattering around, running for their lives.

The skies were murky;
Promise of rain to dilute the ground seized with pain
That I could never see or feel;
That I would never see or feel.

Just a part of a force of nature
Bringing calamities and destruction
Just like any other live thing;
Just like any other live thing.

Life feeds on death - a natural thing.
Good feeds on Evil.
God feeds on Evil.
Track Name: Melancholy
MELANCHOLY

Melancholy comes back, without a knock,
And she stays around.
She's got ancient face, tired eyes, toothless mouth.

She says: "I will never leave you alone.
I am a sculptor to your soul of stone."

She says: “See things going by, running their course
Current within current, against the known course,
Slamming and smashing into your soul;
Time's bleeding out into black hole.”

Nervous and restless I can't look at her face.
Can't make her leave because her logic makes sense.

She says: "I am a rotting fruit on your untended tree;
City or desert, you won't escape me."

But I say: "See you going by running your course;
Current within current against the known course;
Stay or go, there is no clock on the wall.
You are a phantom, a fly on my wall.

See you dissipating into the void;
Plans within plans against the known course;
Stay or go, there is no lock on the door,
You'll be one more trophy to hang on my wall."
Track Name: Tightrope Walker
TIGHTROPE WALKER

I want to be a master tightrope walker;
Keep balance with grace and style,
Walk along division of shadow and light.
Cross out chaos with a straight line.

But as shadows move and hours pass,
And sun is crawling across the sky,
Acedia whispers
That all things must pass.

Life in a cell of daily routine;
They say the cell will teach you everything you need.
Everything that you need-
That you don't need what you need.

Hear the silence screaming
At the deaf and blind Sun.
Acedia's creeping across my mind.
It's like falling down a coal mine shaft.
Been running errands for the Devil inside.

As days go by,
And hours pass,
I fall and get up
In silence, in secret.
Track Name: Falling Moon
based on a poem "Christ In the Desert" by Pablo Picasso
Track Name: Dawn
based on a poem "Dawn" by Federico Garcia Lorca
Track Name: Boat
BOAT

With a cynical eye
You were trying to reach for those lilies.
With a cynical eye
You were trying to reach for those lilies.

And I begged you,
“Watch the boat, it’s tilting over!”
And I begged you:
“Oh watch the boat, it’s tilting over!”

You thought that the world is
One big tick tock mechanism.
You thought that the world is
One big tick tock mechanism,

But you were still trying to reach for that lily;
Crossing the river to tear that lily.

Memories of you are flowing to and fro;
You are in a spotlight unexplored.
Below these waters is black unknown;
Warped sounds of water against the boat.
Track Name: History
HISTORY

In a thick fog I see a moving light,
Warm and comforting.
The smell of earth puts me down to sleep;
I swim in atrophy.

I think I lost the last battle;
Though I don't know what thought is anymore.

Remember the wind singing through a stone tower,
through bare chambers- it’s history now.
The wind’s singing through the stone tower- it’s history now.

He brought strange instruments from far off lands;
Their sounds changed their meaning
underneath these Northern skies.
And our lives became history -it's just nature now.
Just nature now. And all is history now.

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