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Big Dread Moon

by Claire Cronin

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"When she sings, you believe every word."
- Sam Sodomsky, Pitchfork

"For fans of: Flannery O’ Connor, Sharon Van Etten, and werewolves."
- Zoe Camp, Bandcamp

Big Dread Moon by Claire Cronin is a record of spiritual urgency. Cronin's lyrics and melodies draw on the the stranger aspects of early American musical tradition, revealing the genre’s ties to “folk horror,” wherein supernatural and mundane worlds merge. Quietly sinister ballads like "Tourniquet" and "Wolfman" arise from the weird logic of dream, myth, and half-forgotten memories. Suburban homes, TV screens, and city landscapes are haunted by saints, beasts, ghosts, seers, and a “calm and decisionless” god. Lyrics which implore or command act like prayers or spells embedded inside Cronin's fever dream stories and personal confessions.

These are devastatingly spare, delicate, emotionally intense songs, arranged around electric guitar, viola, and Cronin’s singular voice.

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released June 14, 2019

All songs by Claire Cronin (BMI)
Claire Cronin: vocals, guitar
Ezra Buchla: viola, piano, synth, guitar
Shahzad Ismaily: bass, drums, synth, guitar

Recorded & mixed by Shahzad Ismaily
Mastered & additional mixing by Matt Mehlan

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CLAIRE CRONIN Athens, Georgia

CLAIRE CRONIN is an artist from Los Angeles currently living in Athens, GA who makes poems, songs, and performances. Her most recent release is BIG DREAD MOON (June 2019) on Orindal Records. CAME DOWN A STORM (2016) and OVER AND THROUGH (2015) were released by Ba Da Bing Records. ... more

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Track Name: Tourniquet
It's a spell you're running from
I know it well—
sugar is sweeter in hell
The cough of cymbals, a victory bell,
a parade for your years of good service
Invisible, back-breaking, not worth it

By the time I left, I was vacant:
a haunted house with no basement
If you hate the night, then replace it
with visions of light underground
Dissolvable, impossible, transparent

First it's green and green
then the weather speaks
(at least that's how it appeared to me)
Some unholy ghost in a cotton sheet
A kid disguised as a tourniquet
A sacrifice, a kitchen knife, so burn it
Track Name: What the Night Is Thinking
A breath, perhaps a word
to take your place, stand in front of me
Oh tell me what is worse
Leave the laurels for my enemies

When you gonna stop it
When you gonna stop it
When you gonna lay it down in the undertow

Oh face, fade to fake
You were shining like a movie screen
Blackest lake— break the frame
Leave our names engraved on everything

When you gonna stop it
When you gonna stop it
When you gonna lay it down in the undertow

We want wild winds
We want big wins
We want bones bleached and scattering
But who knows what the night is thinking
Who knows what the night is thinking
Who knows what the night is thinking
Track Name: Wolfman
I was in the black woods, not the bitter land
with my gut-string murmur and my oil lamp
He appeared— come shining—
like a blue shock of rain
and the Wolfman blinded me from pain

I was sharp— an arrow— but not accurate
with my ancient necklace and my sacraments
A wolf to knight me with a true set of fangs
I left all my trouble in this way

Let it fall— fallow fold
Lay these fevers into rows

I was bored with silence and emergency
and the wolf was reckless and he followed me
to appear in a nightgown like a doll at my side
and the Wolfman wounded me from sight
Track Name: Saint's Lake
You say, saint's lake, I'm not for you
Heartbreak, cheapskate
I was poor too

Clean and buy, clean and buy, clean and buy

Coffins long for the touch of death
Heard every book you read
Tied to the border-line

Lay me down in the bed I am
King of the crooked hand
Once we were more than kind

Trade me out for a silver cup
I don't need all your luck
With you a thousand times

Late at night, late at night, late at night
Find me there (hear my prayer)
Track Name: Like A Shield
I'm a wolf fang
made for night games
I was born framed:
if you find me I'll get caught

Raise the rafters
praising faster
Watch the fire take the countryside
then frost

I will hold you name
I will hold your name up like a shield
I will hold you

I'm a tightrope
made for high hopes
I'm the old joke
that's worn its welcome off

Hallelujahs
go right through you
What's it to you
if the point was to stay lost

I will hold your name
I will hold your name up like a shield
I will hold you

Said you didn't want to talk about it
keep those secrets locked
and baby, put the lights out
we don't need to make a sound

I will hold your name
I will hold your name up like a shield
I will hold you
Track Name: Call Out
Get down there boy, you're not my enemy
Lay in the mud
like you can't see me through the trees

Birds may cry
they're the voices of the dead
seeking power from our breath
We can't give it to them, can we?

I shot a map, I let the colors run
Tore down the sky
until the gravel blocked the sun

Hide your eyes
I am trying to be right
like a portrait of a knight
with his armor and his family

Call out, fade out, fall out
Call out, fade out, fall out

If you want blood, you've got to offer blood
It's always brighter than
the movies said it was
Hypnotize:
now you're dying in the dream
and the night's a silver screen
and the storm put its mouth over me

Call out, fade out, fall out Call out, fade out, fall out
Track Name: Six Guns
Send six guns to carry me
I have been to the mountain
How they rang their bells on Christmas Eve
but I could not hear or count them

Did you meet she whose mind asleep
is a shadow out walking?
In a day for night, in a black and white
where her name means next to nothing

Was a blue room she sank into
Was a spell black as thinking
And between the two came a passing mood
that could break the back of breathing

What the eyes see on TV screens decays
I have lost all my images this way
I have known what would come before it came
Lost names: I am opened in this
I am opened in this

Send six guns to carry me
I have come from the mountain
How they rang their bells on Christmas Eve
but I could not hear or count them
Track Name: The Lamb
Shameless talk, baby don't walk
What it means to you is it freezes you
The lamb is soft, he resembles us
and against the frost he is weaponless

What it means to you is it wrestles you
It's an angel caught in your retinue
The soul can die like a sparrow can
and be buried high in a frozen wind

Hope of hope, it's a prison joke
like a ruby caught in your swollen throat
My God is calm and decisionless
and he breaks my back in deliverance

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