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Ballads for the Wasteland

by The Road Miles

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jonnythefox
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jonnythefox Just stumbled upon this awesome track . I love the feel of this song and album Favorite track: Where I Was Born, There I Will End.
Ganesha
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Ganesha is the singer the red, destructive sun, lady lucifer herself? anyways, its great music Favorite track: The Last Western Myth.
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Bucky Ballads for the Wasteland hypnotizes us with a seductively sultry twist on psychedelic heavy blues. Equally haunting as it is cathartic, the melodies bring a sense of bewilderment and excitement as each of the 7 songs stirs up dark fuzzy riffs with spellbinding vocals/lyrics.
FDJ (Desert Psychlist)
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FDJ (Desert Psychlist) Cinematic grooves loosely based around Stephen King's The Dark Tower
Full review here .... stonerking1.blogspot.co.uk/2017/10/the-road-miles-ballads-for-wasteland.html Favorite track: The Third Man.
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1.
I was born to seed death In a land where I didn't age The oracle could not be clearer But innocence led me to the land Where the fourteen gates stand Before I know I am the King I'm trying to solve a grievous riddle In my ignorance I swear to kill The man I curse and blame for the people's wail Next day come a second warning From an elder of strong persistence I drive him out while he insists "You'll find the man who caused the sorrow He was a native all along He was a native all along He'll march blind, but will clearly see He'll learn he's the brother of his sons Husband to mother and the seed of his victim" Suddenly here I stand My chamber looks like an earthly grave My wife's hanging dead No one can force the gods to speak Words they dare not say but still No, the one who dares to kill Is not afraid of words Two golden brooches adorn my eyes They don't deserve to see the sun Toss me, sons, into the sea Toss me, sons, into the sea Farewell, daughters, you shall not suffer You shall not suffer as I will
2.
The gunslinger pulled out his weapon It was all rusty and stained from the toxic air The wooden handle had the marks of all the past enemies One scratch for each dead body One scratch for each torn memory And a last scratch that had to be done The air was filled by a foul smell The wasteland had wasted all his life The only thing that's left is a house he knows all too well A house that waits for him to come A house that waits for him to come A house that waits for him to come The camp fire burns for one last time The starry night forms a heavy blanket Look at my knife as it carves your name onto the earth One score for each dead body One score for each torn memory And a last score that has to be done
3.
600 Miles 04:07
I'm walking that road for 600 miles I'm after this shadow this man dressed in black The structure is present and shades my existence And I will just live for this cause The sand from this desert is burning my eyes The villagers call me and sing "Hey Jude" The world is just ruins the ancients have left us And I've found a lunatic train I'm walking that road as long I've remembered I don't know what for but that tower's waiting The dreams that are haunting my life are not stopping And I just can't end my poor quest The man dressed in black is calling my name The sun is just scorching but that's just the game He's just a few miles ahead but I know that This road is just vain
4.
Filthy Air 05:23
Kill the sun Smoking head Pull the trigger I'm your hand Filthy air Feed the land With the dead To the end Filthy air Drink the storm Liquid head Pull the trigger I'm your hand Filthy air Holy war Of the dead To the end Filthy air Filthy air Filthy air Filthy air
5.
Hear my name as I walk through these lands They whisper and fear a dream made of glass The prophets were crying with black tears of joy And asking their gods for their paths of glory Hear my name as I cast all my curses In my sun scorched face you see your Messiah Refuse to believe that if He existed I've killed him a long, a long time ago
6.
I looked inside the cradle where my son used to sleep And fed the snake that now lives under my roof I gave it memories and feelings and never-ending poetry Like my father did with me We then crawled into the town And stared the people walking by We chose an innocent, a fool and a coward We offered them sweet liquor The fool just walked away The coward started crying The coward started crying I looked inside the cradle where my son used to sleep And fed the snake that now lives under my roof I gave it memories and feelings and never-ending poetry Like my father did with me We then crawled into the town And stared the people walking by We chose an innocent, a fool and a coward We offered them sweet liquor The fool just walked away The coward started crying He started crying The innocent smiled at me I gave him all my poetry Like my father did with me I looked inside the cradle where my son used to sleep But I couldn't feed the snake anymore I gave it memories and feelings and never-ending poetry Like my father did with me So I slashed my veins and gave it blood Like my father did with me
7.
Wolves 02:23

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"The man in black fled across the desert and the gunslinger followed. The desert was the apotheosis of all deserts, huge, standing to the sky for what looked like eternity in all directions. It was white and blinding and waterless and without feature save for the faint, cloudy haze of the mountains which sketched themselves on the horizon and the devil-grass which brought sweet dreams, nightmares, death."

It is not by mere chance that master author Stephen King chose this exact description to open his most celebrated work to date, The Dark Tower saga. Great storytelling had always been affiliated with the strong presence of an iconic place, an instantly recognizable and memorable landscape. The maddening mountains of H.P. Lovecraft, the soul-stirring ocean of Herman Melville, or in this case, the archetypal desert. Hallucinogenic, forbidding, unending.

In their sophomore album, The Road Miles adopt an almost cinematic approach to their sound, transferring the auditor straight to the heart of that very desert. Here, every twist and turn of a desert travelogue can be experienced through music: the wearing route, the mortal hazards, the otherworldly delusions. Skillfully maneuvering from electrifying blues to nostalgic americana and explosive heavy psych to wistful spoken word, the band perfectly captures the feeling of being adrift in such vast wastelands, in a psychedelic loop of fantasy and death.

However, The Dark Tower influence functions as a mere sparking, a beacon of inspiration. Because in Ballads for the Wasteland The Road Miles unveil their own distinctive narrative. A thrilling narrative, developed through seven heartfelt, esoteric mantras. A narrative of hollow outbursts and deafening silences. A narrative built with the same raw materials as every western myth: a gun, the dust and the open horizon.

releases October 23, 2017

Afroditi Tavoulari / Vocals
Alex Darmis / Keys
Anargiros Pantazis / Drums
Epameinondas Koutsoumpas / Guitar
Michael Chrysos / Guitar
Yannis Efthymiou / Bass

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released October 23, 2017

Produced, engineered and mixed by Alex Bolpasis at Artracks Studios
Mastering by Yannis Christodoulatos at Sweetspot Studios
Artwork/Layout by George Gkousetis www.goographix.com/semitonelabs

Recorded during the summer of 2016 at Artracks Recording Studios in Athens, Greece

An Archaeopian Beat
Cat. Number: BEAT 002
© 2017 Archaeopia

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The Road Miles Athens, Greece

The Road Miles are a southern gothic band based in Athens, GR. Their fuzzy sound combines rock’n’roll energy with dark aesthetic under the influence of psychedelic blues.

They drag their guitars through reverb sounds and fuzz pedals while filtering the vocals with low-fi microphones, telling stories from a world full of heat, dust and red suns reflected on the steel hood of a deserted sedan.
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