Ballads for the Wasteland

by The Road Miles

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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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Track Name: Where I Was Born, There I Will End
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
Track Name: The Last Western Myth
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
Track Name: 600 Miles
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
Track Name: Filthy Air
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
Track Name: Ballad for the Wasteland
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
Track Name: The Third Man
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

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