Postcards from Godley Moor, Spring 2021 is an 8 track album, 45 minutes long, and the last in a series of 4 seasonal releases from Alula Down.
The album is released as digital download only accompanied by a strictly limited edition of 50 7”x5” art cards. The art card sales include a free digital download of the album.
The collection of 8 Spring Postcards are a combination of original text and artwork and are printed on 100% recycled, uncoated 350gsm unbleached card.
The album tracks are a collage of local field recordings, traditional & new original songs, and improvised / semi-improvised instrumentals. The album was created during the Spring of 2021, between the cross quarter days of Imbolc and Beltane. This album was preceded by Postcards from Godley Moor over Summer, Autumn and Winter 2020 - 21.
Profits from the sale of the cards will go to Global Greengrants (www.greengrants.org/who-we-are/) supporting solutions for those whose lives are impacted by environmental harm and social injustice
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Song by Mark Stevenson, written in Herefordshire just down the way.
Collage of local birds (24/04), with voice, nylon strung guitar and harmonium.
lyrics
My labours done and homeward bound
I took my way across the fields
A grassy bank of sun I found
And to temptation I did yield
In that sun honey dappled pasture
My limbs drew strength, I rested well
Upon me came a sense of rapture
As the evening shadows fell
Between the star white wild garlic
And the hue of bluebell flower
I caught a spark of ancient magic
Felt the heart beat, felt the power
That flows through every shoot and sprouting
Rushes down the waterfall
Gives beauty to the moor and mountain
Lingers in the curlew’s call.
(Within that secret sacred second
Where pain and joy with love combine
All things met, all things were reckoned
Inconsequential was the time.)
But with the breeze time then intruded
As indeed the fate of man
The evening star to night alluded
I stepped into my caravan
I stepped into my caravan.
Sung here from memory ... and sorry to say I missed a verse.
When we played with Heed the Thunder we used to accompany Mark quite regularly - and play this lovely original Herefordshire folksong. The verse I forgot is the verse where I didn't sing a harmony.
You can have a listen to Mark singing Caravan here: https://heedthethunder.bandcamp.com/track/caravan