Rosebud Bullets

by Myshkin's Ruby Warblers

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    Myshkin's Ruby Warblers' gateway cd. A lush, eclectic, filmic blend of gypsy, folkpunk, cabaret sounds, a beautiful colllection of heartbreak songs. In a lovely all-cardboard package with selected lyrics and original collage artwork by Myshkin.

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1.
Scarecrow 03:36
Where does the road Where does the road go? Into the field Dreaming in snow What’s in the field Fallow and cold? A man made of earth Warmest I know Wheat for his calves Corn to his thighs Heart full of the dark dirt’s sorrow Eyes made of the heat of July Scarecrow Scaring the bird so Just the sort of fear Draws her near And come the spring Will we burn the field? A line of fire Racing up the hill A cutting wire A cutting wheel That’s the winter cutting me Waiting for your hand to heal. Where does the road Where does the road go? Into the field Dreaming in snow
2.
Ruby Warbler 04:33
I was really wild Thought I knew how to act Getting high in the bathroom and bored in the red leather booths at jacks And I rarely smiled And I often laughed At the way that the world and the war of love Was kicking my ass And I had a motto I’d try anything twice And if it was still hurting and wrong I’d keep trying Till I got it hurting right And I still dream of her Girl I used to be She’s still packing all the wrong things for the trip Afraid to speak lest she let something slip Out of orbit she’d fall and be calling But the call of the wild no longer suits my ruby lips I’m a ruby warbler Don’t look so wild but I’m not tame I’ll be here all the winter come summer I’ll be somewhere cooler again I’m a ruby warbler And blood rich my song rings With the trills and the clicking and ticking Of time and waiting in the wings In the wings
3.
You were the king of Kankakee Maybe the prince of all You came so close to kissing me You woke me up from my long sleep Into an even longer fall I lived aboard a sailing ship The kindest mate I had yet met Oh, but I was weary Of scrubbing all those decks Until they shone like a mirror His image to reflect So I jumped ship in the Saltan sea I took up with a pirate girl Hanging round her galley Playing with our treasures Diving in her shallows For her perfect pearl You were the king of Kankakee You play the horses just like me Pick a longshot for a winner Slap your dollar on the counter Throw your heart onto the track To be all trampled into splinters You bet your castle in the country I wagered my house in town My pirate girl did referee She sees so clearly into me Herself so caught between the sea And settling down Now I’m a thief outside your gate Paralyzed any opening to take For if I should find the crown Would your whole castle tumble down Would there be blood on my hands Would there be murder in my name? Your kingdom for a fire horse The fire caught and leapt it’s course What you gonna do now? You were the king of Kankakee You with your blessings and your brilliant queen I am not looking to be subject To a sovereign or a bet I only want us to be free as we can learn to be What of that mate I set adrift He is the finest friend there is I’ll love him to the end of me I don’t know why he cannot feed The part of me that’s starving Needs the king of Kankakee Are you the king of Kankakee? I am not kind I am not sweet I am bitter to the core I am full of love and war I am hungry as an army on it’s knees Your kingdom for a fire horse The fire caught and leapt it’s course What you gonna do now?
4.
Cory Jo 04:24
Take it back now Cory Jo I am on your side you know I would never turn you in Take it back now what you did What is happening in your head You look cornered in that wildcat grin Painted your old pickup truck Silver like a spaceship And now you want to take me for a ride But you look like a pipe’s About to burst inside your furnace And I ain’t about to be burned up in that fire Peeking out your windows Not answering your front door Calling me up every night Sneaking round my backyard You’re looking inside out and charred Like the winter trees thirsting For the winter sky Giving me that look Like you could read me like a brail book But are your fingers calloused hard Are we gonna wind up like that Texas man Had the world’s hardest hands like some fire had burned him up from inside for a long time Take it back now Cory Jo I am on your side you know I would never turn you in Take it back now what you did What is happening in my head You got me cornered in your wildcat grin
5.
Bluebird 02:23
Bluebird bluebird Do you feel absurd Calling out calling out To your false dawn False dawn false dawn Here you come now you’re gone Just a trick of the guttering wick And the dew on the lawn Bluebird bluebird You are not injured Drag your wing walk away From your heart’s home Heart’s home heart’s home Not of wood or stone Not of steel flesh or bone But of time alone Bluebird bluebird Each birth so sure This will be the setting free The cure the cure The cure the cure But what ails what’s sore Blue feathers golden beak What more could a bluebird need?
6.
When we landed was it snowing The wind was it blowing Birds curled into balls Tourists all flown off to where they were going And you all curled up on your thoughts We took the wrong turn Took the wrong exit Went the wrong way down the highway next And when we alit it was just for a minute The edge of that cliff we dared not look over it at all Rosebud bullets run straight to the bone Roseblood spilling like wine Rosewater rivers run from my eves in the mean In the mean in the mean time So this winter when I left the city I didn’t let it slip by And I had a taste of the truth and the waste of it And spit in the face of the wise And now a black mood is apon me I’ll sit in mourning awhile For the truth comes and goes Like a traveling show But the blame sleeps with me every night
7.
Happy Hollow 03:17
Stand here lit at the end of the day Skies on fire and the fires at bay And the bay is full of the strangest ships Happy hollow haunted stripped When I had nothing I wanted less No Navajo rug no organdie dress Only the time and the wheels and the rhyme Some food in my belly Some kick in my wine Lie here low in the small dark dawn Got your facts and your face and your mittens on Got your fevered breast and your breaking waves Happy hollow heady grave When I got a little bit I wanted more 16 walls around me instead of just 4 hungry for things I did not even like wake as if from a dream pushing a cart down an aisle walk here light on the afternoon balanced like an egg on a spoon you’re a tightrope dancer your cane and funny little hat thought you had all the answers caught with your pants down how ‘bout that? We don’t know what simple is We can’t leave well enough We tear apart and slap together Neither convinced nor tough Pity their hard scrabbling They scorn us for our pity How like children we must look Stubborn coddled silly Sleep now still at the end of the line Trash blows about and the buzzing lights Bad dreams full of war machines Bad dreams full of war machines
8.
Cities 04:17
Your blooming by the pool Skirted in red and it suits you 104 in the shade your pale breast is brave your eye is cool I am flirting with danger Today in Las Vegas Just like one is apt to do But here in the city of you All the old bets are new I am opening to the dawn You hold my hand I’ll come along You are Moorish, Atlantan Your smile is a lantern Your eye sings a siren song I let go my halo Here in San Diego And goddess knows it feels right Here in the city of you What was heavy is light Say goodbye to the night We’re budding in the bar We like it dark but it don’t have to be We are free as two birds can be Singing freaking free in this freak city On the street I can kiss you Here in San Francisco It’s just like it ought to be Here in the city of you I am always at ease At least I am up off my knees
9.
Unearthed 03:24
Hold your breath till the walls turn blue Bite your tongue till you chew You’ll come unglued Hold the phone in your trembling palm And never make the call You’ll come unglued A girl unglued Walk to the river with a copper wire Go fishing for the lightning’s fire You’ve come untied Drowning into twin blue pools Dying to keep your cool You’ve come untied A girl untied Thunder down the road with an aching heart Do it split the sky apart You’ve been rewired When his fingers touch the ground Do all your lights go out You’ve been rewired A girl rewired A miner with a singing pick Has found your silver quick You are unearthed A time or ten you’ll slip again But in the end you’ll stick Unearthed A girl unearhted
10.
Annabelle 03:02
Annabelle you walk past my window Like a woman under a spell Your girl child mouth Working out the words To get me to tell you what goes on Inside my happy hollow Annabelle Annabelle I’ve already lost one love today I hung up the phone and died What more is there to display My split heart or splintered pride That’s all that’s in my happy hollow Annabelle Annabelle you pose riddles I don’t know the answer to Held you now my hands slip off Sang for you now I am mute Gave you all the secrets From inside my happy hollow Annabelle Annabelle I’m only a shipwreck on a shallow reef When you learn some diving skill Stay away from wrecks like me Can’t hold your breath long enough Survive my happy hollow Annabelle Annabelle I wore your medallion like an amulet Though your skin has turned to rose quartz Eyes have gone to jasper yet Still you bring me gifts that help me Ease my happy hollow Annabelle
11.
Big Wind 02:30
Flowery cross on the roadside bend Big wind gonna take it away Trees round the barn and the chickens in the pen Big wind gonna take it away Black angus in the pasture Running faster than you can catch her On your daddy’s famous Arabian Big wind gonna come it’ll all come undone You better figure out what’s worth saving Get in your car and drive Get in your car Gonna come on like a tornado cloud Big wind gonna take it away Better sit on the ground with your head bowed Big wind gonna take it away You put your knees up put your elbows down Open up the window let the pressure out Big wind gonna come it’ll all come undone You better figure up what it’s all about Get in your car and drive Get in your car Gonna come on like a monsoon rain Big wind gonna take it away Gonna kiss your hills and flood your plains Big wind gonna take it away All your little blind fishes They’ll be calling out their wishes They’ll be drowning in the light Big wind gonna come it’ll all come undone You better figure out what to keep dry Get in your car and drive Get in your car
12.
Rosie 03:09
Are you flushed my Rosie Breathless now my dear? Willie caught your coat And dance you here Once around the coffin Once around the car Once around the roses In the mason jar Are you flushed my Rosie Breathless now my dear? Willie kissed your throat And danced too near Back behind the roses Back behind the shed Danced you down and kissed Your mouth so red Are you flushed my Rosie Are you feeling ill? How many weeks since you had Your dance with Will? Back behind the roses Back behind the shed While the sun was setting A bloody red I’ll go to the city I’ll go to the town I’ll go see a movie Buy myself a gown You’ll go to the city With your belly round Go to see your Willy Show him what he’s done Are you flushed my Rosie Breathless now my dear? Willy said he knew you Not from Eve Pushed you out the doorway Out into the street All the street kids laughing At your grief Are you pale my Rosie Are you pale indeed? Walking with your rope Off to the hanging tree Back behind the roses Back behind the shed While the sun is rising A bloody red I’ll go to the city I’ll go to the town I’ll go see your Willy With my pistol drawn I’ll go get his money I’ll go get his car I’ll play the dad or aunt Or we’ll go see the doctor Are you flushed my Rosie Breathless now my dear? Have I caught your coat And danced you here? Once around the coffin Once around the car Once around the roses In the mason jar
13.
Black Braids 04:48
You with the beautiful red face There laughing on the bridge in Zeerikzee Do you still have black braids Pretty as a mare in may Do you wear a checked dress Knee socks pulled up high That’s the way you look best Matches your checkered eyes Your father he’s a poet Written you one book of poems But your mother she is caught on you She’d paint your portrait She can’t paint your portrait Your mothers Michelangelo But painting she’s denied 30 years it’s punished her It’s like she’d swallowed turpentine As if she’d swallowed turpentine And do you still have black braids Pretty as a mare in may You who age but don’t age I hope your laughing your life away Pretty as a mare in may
14.
I dream of the northern coast California fog and dogpatch grass Passes glowing red and roan Manzanita or madrone I dream of the cliffy coast I see jumping women floating down Gowns that match the spray and foam All the strings swell as the credits roll Dream the ports of Washington Dressed in pressed Victorian Lit by the moon mirrored sound Plum berry black sweet and round Or coarse as hands of lumberjacks Want you to sit on their laps Eyes cold as aircraft carriers Like you were a fighter jet Dream the springs of Oregon Rivers carving gorges in Armor I wear traveling Till I find myself bare again Only clothed in douglas fir Feel the chill of clearcut earth Women dance in stocking feet Smiles as wide as small town streets

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released January 1, 2002

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Myshkin Warbler Joshua Tree, California

Myshkin and an ever-evolving crew of restless gamblers—string, horn, drum, key, and and wave players. Passions range from tango to electronica, folk-noir to gypsy-swing to modern classical to rocknroll. Literate & spooky. Myshkin mostly plays guitars. When warm, she sings like a shiver down your chakras. Like a heart breaking all wide open. Like one in utter control of uncontrollable things. ... more

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