Mono Vodou

by Whitebrow

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released September 30, 2015

Whitebrow is

Rosalyn Dennett - Vocals, Fiddle

Gabriel DeSantis - Vocals, Guitar

Frank Evans - Vocals, Banjo, Electric Guitar

Sam Petite - Electric Bass

All songs written by Gabriel DeSantis except "Tishomingo Blues" written by Spencer Williams

Mono Vodou was recorded at Operation Northwoods in Mono, Ontario

Engineered, Mixed and Co-produced by Darryl Neudorf

Mastered by Peter J. Moore at The E-Room

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"Mesmerizing and darkly curious" - CBC Music

"Creeky, creepy and utterly compelling."
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"Extraordinary"
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Track Name: Too Far Gone
I am a poor man but I'm free of the lock and chain
Don't want your money, it just gets in my way.
Rocks is my pillow and my clock is the setting sun,
Barely there but too far gone.

Seasick and snake bit, went from the peaks to the valley lows
I keep to the gutter, cause I don't like the Middle road
Second guess my regrets and it's only just begun
Barely there but too far gone

Weary toting such a load,
weary toting such a load,
weary toting such a load,
travelling down that lonesome road

I am a poor man but I'm free of the lock and chain
Don't want your money, it just gets in my way.
Rocks is my pillow and my clock is the setting sun,
Retrace my steps now but it seems I'm too far gone.
Track Name: Waiting For The Sun To Rise
Can't see the light
Even though I'm told it's shining bright,
Floating somewhere high above the ground,
But a heavy heart can sometimes keep you down

I start to think,
'Ignorance is bliss,' that's why they drink,
Kool-aid from the cup of broken truth,
Cause I know you know what you don't know can't hurt you

I spend my life
waiting for the sun to rise,
waiting till the day I see my own reflection in your eyes.

What is this life?
Just a violent, random rolling of the dice?
Or maybe a set path that we're all on?
Or maybe I should stick to singing songs

Then you walk in,
absolve me of my sins with a red lipped grin,
I don't know where we go after we die
There's evidence of a promised land in your eyes,
oh my.

I spend my life
waiting for the sun to rise,
waiting till the day I see my own reflection in your eyes.

What is this life?
Still waiting for the sun to rise,
waiting till I'm canonized and misrepresented when I die.

Hold, Hold, Hold, Hold on.
Track Name: Hunter's Moon
The leaf that fell, It broke the spell
Of Silence in summer's wake
A chill comes with dusk, Set fire to brush
To keep the heat the night takes
The owl he knows, along with the crows
the end is coming soon
But first comes the night, When darkness is light
with sight of the Hunter's moon

Alone a man stands, A bow in his hands
A memory of warmth in his heart
The wind stings his eyes, As he looks to the sky
And loses himself in the dark
He thinks of the life, The beauty the strife
The sacrifice he must make
The bow weighs him low, for in him he knows
Tonight a life he must take

In the valley below, where sycamores grow
A hoof breaks a twig on the ground
His horns to the sky, hypnotized by the light
unaware of his own fatal sound
With sight of the game, the hunter takes aim
behind, his shadow looms
The buck is struck, with unfortunate luck
while gazing at the Hunter's moon

A hush on the land, with blood on his hands
A chill returns to the air
His face cannot hide, what boils deep inside
Disdain for the absence of fair
Though he is shaken, a comfort is taken
In a though he believes to be true:
For a last glimpse on earth, there could be far worse
Than the light of the Hunter's Moon
Track Name: I've Been Around
I've been lost looking 'round town now but you came before us,
Hollow eyed mechanical souls that say they adore us,
Fainted hints of lavender leaves came straight from the florist,
Line the halls to your bedroom and crescend to the chorus

I've been around, round, round, round, round, round
Back to the underground
I've been around, round, round, round, round, round
and I ain't going down

Wash away in the downpour, brand yourself with lightening strikes,
Cigarettes and rent receipts floating down the streetcar lines,
Walking sticks with bayonets, it's a mark of these dark times,
Folks keep warning of a storm I don't pay them any mind.

I've been around, round, round, round, round, round
Back to the underground
I've been around, round, round, round, round, round
and I ain't going down
Track Name: Hell or High Water
Well I, I don't like this song
I don't like the honesty
It grows from parts unknown
And you planted the seed

Cause I, was all boarded up
Bound in rusted barbs
To keep the others out,
But you, You made it in

Take those blue eyes to where we're going
They'll see our lives rolling by
We've been through hell
and now we're coming
out alive

Not time, not fate or the like
Not hell or high water
Stand a chance with you by my side
As though your love is divine
Track Name: Butcher Block Blues
Oh my lord, I thought I found the light,
Shining, making it to my bones
What a feeling, a strange sensation
That had been previously unknown

Time it slowed to non existence,
The walls, they wore such placid grins,
I looked up to meet my maker
Just in time to see clouds rolling in

I got the butcher block blues and I'm feeling awful
Reach inside my chest and pull it out
Throw it on a block and do what you do best,
Chop it up

We took heat in Walden's cabin
Holed up, to rest our heads for the night,
little did I know that when I closed my eyes
I was in for a fright,
you know why

I got the butcher block blues and I'm feeling awful
Reach inside my chest and pull it out
Throw it on a block and do what you do best,
Chop it up

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them shining for me and for you
Oh I wish it was true

I got the butcher block blues and I'm feeling awful
Reach inside my chest and pull it out
Throw it on a block and do what you do best,
Chop it up
Track Name: Shakey's Blues
Flying higher,
Waiting for my train to come and take me for a ride.

Give it all up,
Gonna sacrifice,
Leave it for the rain to take

Give it all up,
Waiting for my train to come and take me for a ride
The wind shakes the trees to speak, tell you to take your time.

Oil drum, beauty queen, Shakey says 'life is but a dream'
and it seems to me, Shakey found his way.
Like he could see the sunset coming,
when it was mid day.

So I'll keep flying higher,
Waiting for my train to come and take me for a ride.

Give it all up,
Gonna sacrifice,
Leave it for the rain to take

Give it all up,
Waiting for my train to come and take me for a ride
The wind shakes the trees to speak, tell you to take your time.
Track Name: Common Ground
The winter refuses to quit
Promise for spring has frozen and sits,
Where black and ice is heavy and thick.
It aches at my heart,
Turns light into dark
And raise my doubts, is this it oh lord?
Raises my doubts is this is?

The month didn't start off so blue,
The horns of my soul blew a triumphant tune,
They sounded a gold introduction to you.
I found purpose again,
In your eyes so blue.
My doubts asked if it was all true oh lordm
My doubts asked if it was all true

Days have passed since I saw you last
The wind still blows so damn cold
I still see your eyes
In the hazy, grey skies
The ice and the frost and the snow, oh lord
The ice and the frost and the snow

A thought that still brings me down,
Is when we met on common ground,
Sight of you had my head spinning round
I tried to sing out to silence my doubts
My voice could not offer a sound oh lord
My voice could not offer a sound.

Days have passed since I saw you last
The wind still blows so damn cold
I still see your eyes
In the hazy, grey skies
The ice and the frost and the snow, oh lord
The ice and the frost and the snow
Track Name: Devil's Blues
I've been going down this road,
Down this road so long,
Took a while for me to find my song,
I found it.

Dove into the darkest end to see what I could find,
Heretics with nowhere left to hide.

Fare thee well, to the game,
I'm getting out unbroken and unnamed,
Fare thee well, to the fear
I'll be seeing loud for everyone to hear

I sold my soul to the devil,
for a pocket book of riches I won't be cashing in,
He's taken all my heroes and corrupted all my friends,
But he'll do no more

Don't mistake these words I sing,
of pride before the fall,
It's only that the writing's on the wall,
I saw it

They stab each other in the back
to gain each other's trust,
Seems the irony's begun to rust.

Fare thee well, to the game,
I'm getting out unbroken and unnamed,
Fare thee well, to the fear
I'll be seeing loud for everyone to hear

I sold my soul to the devil,
for a pocket book of riches I won't be cashing in,
He's taken all my heroes and corrupted all my friends,
But he'll do no more
Track Name: Blood On The Tracks
Blood on the tracks on repeat,
Felt like Bob, he was singing with me,
Like I sing about you,
And how you're bringing me down to my knees.

The old words stung with the truth,
As though he's singing his songs about you.
It's like you've been here longer than me,
Stealing the love of historical fools,
Stealing the love of those fools

For you, Singers stand in silence,
For you, Wisemen are uncertain
Me line up, to give their hearts,
And you don't know if you're blessed or burdened

You stole my soul with a gaze,
Set every bone in my body ablaze,
Then walked out the door with no word on your lips,
Left me to wade through those memories of haze.

For you, Singers stand in silence,
For you, Wisemen are uncertain
Me line up, to give their hearts,
And you don't know if you're blessed or burdened

I think I've done all I'll do,
Truth is I'm tired of singing my songs about you,
So listen close it's the last one I'll do
I've always liked it better singing the blues
Track Name: Tishomingo Blues
I'm goin' to Tishomingo,
Because I'm sad today,
I wish to linger,
Way down old Dixie way.
Oh, my weary heart cries out in pain,
Oh, how I wish that I was back again,
With a race,
In a place,
Where they make you welcome all the time.
Way down in Mississippi,
Among the cypress trees,
They get you dippy,
With their strange melodies,
To resist temptation,
I just can't refuse,
In Tishomingo
I wish to linger,
Where they play the weary blues.