We Melted The Wax, Now We Can See

by Esben and the Witch

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    A 4-track Acoustic EP. Hand assembled, Hand numbered CD. Limited to 500.

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"We Melted The Wax, Now We Can See" is a collection of four acoustic songs. First of all our cover of Black Sabbaths 'Planet Caravan', a late night tour van staple for many years now, alongside reworkings of 'Marching Song' and 'Dig Your Fingers In'. And finally, something new, 'Like A Drunkard Reels'. This began life as a bass chord progression in the basement of our first home here in Berlin. From there the words have started to flow and the guitars unfurl around them. As we head into the studio, percussion and amplification beckon but in the meantime we present the song in its raw form, a black water-colour for night time sojourns into the city and beyond. And in the meantime rest assured we are readying the hammers and the chisels, preparing to carve out its final incarnation. For this EP represents a meditative calm before the storm. A moments reflection in the still air as something altogether different begins to take shape on the horizon. A deep, dark rumble emanates from out there and threatens the calm. More news soon but for now we hope this collection can become a companion for those dark winter nights ahead.

(p) & (c) 2015 Esben and the Witch. All songs written by Esben and the Witch aside from Planet Caravan, written by Black Sabbath.


released December 13, 2015



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Track Name: Like A Drunkard Reels
Out searching for pinpricks
Of light in the dark
On a mantle so black
Everything's covered in tar

The sun has slid under
The moon is on her heels
Whilst the world keeps on turning
Like a drunkard reels

All the cold is melting
Street lights smudge with stars
Splashes of paint now daubed
Sweeping across in an arc

A fool's vision of paradise
Four sparkling wheels
All spinning wildly
Like a drunkard reels

The blur becomes beautiful
All muffled and warm
The edges once harsh and sharp
Have dissolved in the dawn

Old knights on a pavement
Down on luck, on our knees
Spitting, whilst swearing an oath
Like a drunkard reels

"Come swish around, my pretty punk
And keep me dancing still..."
The older poet's words resounding
As the pealing of a bell

Through its dirty, beating heart
We ramble, like we're free
Dizzy with a heady bliss
Like a drunkard reels

Whirling in a haze of smoke
It all starts to unfurl
The distant horns declaring
It is the end of the world

Heavy with a burden
So over we keel
Like a hut sways in the wind
Like a drunkard reels

A rainbow in darker tones
Stretches through the sky
With promises of solid gold
The crueler tricks of light

The night is full of violent truths
There's just too much to feel
So close your eyes and stagger on
Like a drunkard reels