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Here Comes The Blood Man

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1.
Beating 03:29
BEATING Man come from the fire. Made of iron. Made of stone. Every heart is paper beating behind brittle bones. Gripping tight the cold brass handle. Rips the frame off with the door. Screams out for his favorite poison. Crashes laughing to the floor. Man come from the fire. Made of iron. Made of stone. Every heart is paper beating behind brittle bones. He is teeth, and he is sinew. He is muscle. He is meat. Veins are swollen with his anger. Pounding with the blood and heat. He will lie until she opens. What it takes, he’ll do. Shadow on the bedroom shade coming toward her across the room. Man come from the fire. Made of iron. Made of stone. Every heart is paper beating behind brittle bones.
2.
Rachel 04:21
RACHEL Green tractor at an old red barn. A dog barks from a pickup truck. The crick chubbles beneath my feet. I’ve got a body tied up in a sack. Pawprints in the racoon mud. Wet nettles on my gooseflesh skin. Dirty water to my cold, dry lips. I’ve got my Rachel in my arms again. Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye. This time I really mean it. Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye. I told you all about me when we met. I said, “Listen, darlin’ can’t you see... I don’t know how to stop the things I feel. I got something burning up inside of me.” Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye. This time I really mean it. Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye. I love you baby more than heaven knows. I love you more than all these words can say. That’s why I’m burying your Sunday clothes. We’ll be together in a better place. I float my Sugar down the river’s joints. I watch it carry her and lay her down. The sun rises on her sinking nails. She’s going under now, without a sound. Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye. This time I really mean it. Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
3.
Laughing Now 04:07
LAUGHING NOW The trouble with you is you’re in my way. Those tender words were all I could say. The wind blows open the door. The leaves scatter ‘cross the floor. I wish I could care. I guess it’s been fun, girl. But, who’s laughing now? Is it you or me? I guess you could say it’s been your lies that slammed on the brakes. Now, you win the prize. Now, I’m ready to go. I’ve never felt time pass so slow. I wish I could care. I guess it’s been fun, girl. But, who’s laughing now? Is it you or me? My sweet flower, you’ve burned all your bridges now. Where will you go when the next one gets wise? You can’t break my heart ‘cause it’s dead from the battle. I guess it’s been fun, girl. But, who’s laughing now? Is it you or me? Is it you or me? Is it you or me?
4.
NORTH BEACH TUESDAY This might not be such a hot idea. This could only complicate my life. This could be a big misunderstanding. This could turn a woman to a wife. Day by day - that’s how I’ve gotten through it. Miles of words and bottles on the shelf. And the only lies I’ve spoken are the ones I’ve told myself on... Usually North Beach Tuesday. Usually North Beach Tuesday. I’m feeling like somebody else’s diary. These are scenes from someone’s chequered past. As I push the buttons on a payphone. I’m only trying to connect at last. I hear distant conversation. Traffic sounds are fading away. And the line just keeps on ringing. I don’t have a thing to say on... Usually North Beach Tuesday. Usually North Beach Tuesday. I don’t want to do it for you, I’m going to do it for me. I don’t live my life for you, I live my life for me. Usually North Beach Tuesday. Usually North Beach Tuesday. Usually North Beach Tuesday. Usually North Beach Tuesday.
5.
Pelican 04:32
PELICAN Everyone has their price. Everybody but you. Shadows and memories will knock you down in the end. Like a dog at the door...you stare frozen. Pelican - everybody else comes first. Pelican - you would rather die of thirst. Pelican - feed them on your flesh and blood. While your heart cries out loud. That’s the ace in the hole. That’s your face in the mirror. Never fixing yourself. And that’s your story to burn. Just a well-meaning soul. Veins run empty. Pelican. I can see it all so clearly now. As you glide across the sand. You sing another verse in Death’s sad song. While they line their coats with your warm skin. Pelican - everybody else comes first. Pelican - you would rather die of thirst. Pelican - feed them on your flesh and blood. While your heart cries out loud.
6.
SLEEPING IN YOUR ARMS You were something to do. Now I can’t tear myself away. Why do you always try to get me to fall for the games you play? The radio’s broken. The t.v.’s been stolen. And it’s so silent in heaven tonight. Who would guess I’d break through and be sleeping in your arms tonight? I couldn’t make my heart stop. Lying so still next to you. I couldn’t make the pressure drop. I just kept pounding. So I’m miles down this road. You think I’m sleeping in your arms tonight. I couldn’t make my heart stop. Lying so still next to you. I couldn’t make the pressure drop. I just kept pounding. So I’m miles down this road. You think I’m sleeping in your arms tonight...
7.
ALL UP TO YOU My heart is beating like the desert sun. You slip into my skin now. I can only sit back and wish for the best. The dream is yours. It’s all up to you now. I’m feeling tighter like there’s sand in my blood. I pass the torch on to you. Oh, but you got the fire in your eyes. White flag in my soul. I wish it were me. But it’s all up to you now. All up to you. All up to you now. Now I taste the hot wind in my soul - and I know your feelings, son. I’ve a lifetime of memories - most of them good. If you want that too. It’s all up to you now. It’s your turn. I promise you both good and bad now. It’s all up to you. I swear there’s nothing more I can do now. All up to you. All up to you now.
8.
The Blue 04:04
BLUE I step on the airport rug. Dirty red like booze in blood. Run my fingers through my hair. Grey where there’s still something there. Years ago - a setting sun. I run like I just heard a gun. I lost my geography when you said those things to me. I believe in God above, with knuckles white as paper planes. I’m hanging on by fingernails to love I’ll never feel again for anyone but you... Heading into the blue. Another hundred million stars. A few more years beneath the scars. Time passes, burns to white, then explodes into the night. I realize there’s no retreating from all these things that I keep repeating. That’s fine -- it’s meant to be. I’m made of glass as you can see. You’re swimming inside the skin where you kissed me. I’m following you through futures and histories. Silver dollars thrown to chance. I took your face into my hands. Listening to the engine shake. I don’t want to die before I wake. I recall a distant night when all these pieces fit just right. We were so much younger then and only whispered true possession. True possession. I believe in God above, with knuckles white as paper planes. I’m hanging on by fingernails to love I’ll never feel again for anyone but you... Heading into the blue.
9.
Sleepwalking 04:11
SLEEPWALKING I’m rearranging everything. I could use the sleep I think. I want to throw my arms around your life She touched my skin last night. She’s a fallen angel. And I’m the self-made man who worships his creator. And I’m... Sleepwalking --there’s a fire beneath my feet. Sleepwalking -- through the hole she left in me. I’m barely breathing now. She’s watching from the wings I don’t know wrong from right. I don’t know anything. I’m rearranging everything. I could use the sleep I think. I want to throw my arms around your life. I smell trouble on the wind. My cheek’s to the earth again. I lay you down as the seconds click away. She kisses me goodnight. Bury me beneath her ruins. She sees me fading out. She sees me disappear. And I’m... Sleepwalking -- there’s a fire beneath my feet. Sleepwalking -- through the hole she left in me. Sleepwalking.
10.
Thin Air 11:04
THIN AIR I’m holding on to moments in time. Frozen like snapshots at the scene of a crime. I want these things to go away and take me back before today. I just want to fade into myself now. And I fall like ancient tears. Dropped into the brushfire. Burning here for years. With ashes just like memories...into thin air. Sound in the room. What can it be? The voice of someone living in me. Every day the spaces grow. And I watch the circle close. I wish it was dark so you couldn’t see me. Now I fall like ancient tears. Dropped into the brushfire. Burning here for years. The ashes just like memories...into thin air. Now I fall like ancient tears. Dropped into the brushfire. It’s burning here for years. The ashes just like memories, and when the smoke around us clears, we are disappearing…into thin air.

about

CB Rock and I started making this record when we were roommates in 1996. We’d go to the studio and do a little here, a little there. We didn’t even know we were making a record, we were just recording and amusing ourselves. Seven years later we accidentally had a record. We recorded this out at Poundhouse Studio on Sauvie Island. A beautiful, inspiring environment to record to be sure. I played a lot of stuff myself simply because I was around, but we also had some great folks on this; Nancy Hess, Gregg Williams, Jeff Leonard, Rob O’Hearn, Willie Barber, Tracey Harris, Gavin and Clark Bondy, and many others. Tim Ellis isn’t on this one. Not that I didn’t ask him, it was just too much of a hike for him to come all the way out to the island, so it just never happened. So, all the questionable lead guitar playing is by yours truly.

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released January 6, 2003

Produced, recorded, and mixed by CB Rock.

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