Forest Creature

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FOREST CREATURE is born out of a 20 year friendship and longstanding mutual musical respect between Seth Faergolzia (aka Dufus) from New York and John Ludington from California, who met while still in school. Both have written and recorded countless songs, toured together and influenced each other, but not until now have they collaborated in the writing process. These two well-matched musicians sent pieces of songs back and forth and recorded bit by bit an extraordinary work of art which takes to the stage in performance, March 2013 for a European tour.

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released 24 February 2013

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Forest Creature Rochester, New York

Two friends, made through music. Two musicians, charged with originality and virtuosity. One album, made by these two fond creators of wonder. FOREST CREATURE is born out of a 20 year friendship and longstanding mutual musical respect between Seth Faergolzia (aka Dufus) and John Ludington. ... more

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Track Name: Devil In The Washtub
The Devil came to visit when I was just a child
He scared the piss out while writhing in my sleep
I couldn't explain it in a fear to speak
I took a bath but then the waves were washing me, whoa whoa

When maybe three, maybe two
blue formations flew right by

Blue or were they green
I could not tell
before I knew they were off like wind

What fiends are these
A gust of leaves
The cats freak out
and they're off like wind

mother of god and all that's sanctified
I believe I slept too long (but the devil's in the bathtub)
Every bug stood still (but the devil's in the bathtub)
even the cicadas (the devil's in the bath)
No I couldn't have
That doesn't happen
No it don't so I must have been struck with a vision

Thunder and lightening and the waves are washing me, whoa whoa

looking all around for a flashlight
I tripped and took out the banister ball
with a few fillings and a chilling
premonition and then I checked on out

Out the door to breathe out in it for a minute
How the day had hit had surely hit my limit
how the heavy tense of it had surely hit the top
Bells were ringing in my head, a readiness to pop
Waves are washing me, whoa whoa

The Devil came to visit when I was just a child
He scared the piss out while writhing in my sleep
I couldn't explain it in a fear to speak
I took a bath but then the waves were washing me, whoa whoa

Put the devil in the bathtub and wash his face and ass

Put the devil in the washtub
and fill all his wounds with sand
It wouldn't be the worst time
we've had since we saw him laugh

since we saw him last
Track Name: Murky Waters
Curled in a ball with his hands and his arms wrapped around him all
His land is about to fall
He don't know what to do
There's this look in his eye
He could seemingly break
There's no telling what path he will choose
No telling what turn or direction he'll take

War, we're at war
What's it for? nothing more
We're at war with the shore we were forced to leave

Wading through the murky waters
Running out of time

What a day
Look at the sun
The look in your eyes
I'm stupid with sentiment
What a day!

People forced to live in the murk
Where every single moment is work
Where wood is the money
And trees are like gems
The dirt is all salted and floating in tubs
If we have such numbers then where is the love?
Where is the love?
It is floating in tubs
It's floating in tubs

Curled in a ball with his hands held above his heart
He don't know where to start but hoping somebody somewhere does
Sure he could fall, it would suck it would be not good luck
But as someone off somewhere once said…

War, we're at war
What's it for? nothing more
We're at war with the shore we were forced to leave

Wading through the murky waters
Running out of time

What a day
Look at the sun
The look in your eyes
I'm stupid with sentiment
What a day!
Track Name: Fabric
The fabric, is it folding?
Unfold the crippling thing
Pinch me please
What's my line?
Is this a dream or a ripple in time
Could you please help me tie the string
I must have put a rip in the seam
The fabric, is it folding?

Who put these words in my head
How come they won't go away
What are these figures in white

Fear cuts like a knife
It festers inside
For so your dreams to run on

The strength is in yourself
There's no doubt about it
The strength is in yourself
Stand up and shout it
I can tell you're really strong
And it won't be very long till our hearts become as one
Presidents and senators, diplomats and monitors
Homelessness and janitors and me

Lost in a blast of gears and springs
A broken clock unwinds
And from my lips my wine and all its meaning
The fabric, is it folding?
Track Name: Scaredy
Scaredy

I'd like to commemorate this to the time Dad cried on his hollandaise. If he's gonna be a stress ball then I'm setting up the tripod. I think he's thinking too hard. This time he should go for it. What good is being like this if everything falls apart.

We belong to the life we're given separate from the living we're all caught up in our wits, losing sight by the day, by the night, there's nothing less when nothing's stressed and nothing's blessed when all is sacred i feel naked

What are you waiting for? They've closed the city down now. You can see forever from here with all the power down.

On rebel, on rebel

I clip the flash to Mom's old 35
there's a sea of lights and candles outside

I am not afraid to be anything

I'm going out. I'm gonna listen from the yard.

Scaredy, I am not afraid
You're a scaredy, I am not afraid

On rebel, on rebel, rebel

They're shouting down the block. Must be mischief left to brew from the subways and rooftops.

Are you waiting for... rebel

What are you waiting for? They've closed it down. You can see the stars with all the power down.

I am not afraid to be anything
Track Name: Habits Dissipate
Dissipate in a minute, suddenly deep deep deeper in it
I mean in it, I mean in it

My legs feel light, do your legs feel light?

Up from the soup and made of it too
We tango with a single moon
Magnanimous might and cruelty flowing
A reflection of the way of the universe
Track Name: One Foot
The midnight show will soon begin
You lie awake thinking about a soda, waiting on a friend

Tacked up near the vent
Your ceiling mocks your pens
All your doodles look the same
She may never come you had better make some footprints in the snow

One foot in, one foot out of of your door

You dreamt you saw the show and everyone you know
Sleeping in your clothes
They're living out a song doing donuts on a lawn somewhere out in the Cold

One foot in, one foot out
How can you expect to climb it when you're full of fear, full of doubt
It's a wonder you're alive
Take your time, let them out
Those monsters kept inside
Just shake them free, scream and shout
Just one step and you're outside
Track Name: Curupira
Scent of perfume
Bats come wake me
I prick my ears and swing from the passion vine

Up the kapok
In the dusk go silhouettes so quietly up the canopy
Where they hide from the snaps and snorts prowling below
They begin a new night up in the haze of a fading sky

Kinkajou chews up a fig screaming in delight
What a dreadful sound

And a bawling great potoo and off in the distance a howling monkey

Curupira with flaming hair and legs on backward
Please turn the greedy into agotis and aardvarks
And lead them chasing off to nowhere
Track Name: Bub
I rode into this with all my wits
When all was new but all was fixed
I played you in cards, I lost my chips
I have myself to blame

Strings from my heart hang on your every word
I'm leaking oil at night underneath the roof of my bike

The lamps have been lit, come here and sit
We need to talk about
I'll make room, you'll fit, let's shoot the shit
The things we have put off

We're made of everything
hangs on your every word
Leaking oil at night underneath the roof of my little beautiful
My little beautiful
Ow, it hurts to see you fall, I don't like to see you down
Hurry to you, scoop you up and I toss you all around
I goof around to make you laugh

I ride out of town with half my wits
And roll the windows down
I look over my shoulder at all my haunts
There go my haunts and every yesterday
I'm leaking oil at night underneath the roof of my bike