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Dawn​/​/​Dust

by Mouse and Banjo

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Skaldi
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Skaldi This is a very emotional album and one of those I have to sit from start to finish with.
I love the instrumentation and arrangements.
Would love to hear new music from you! Favorite track: Scout.
irena_rukavichkina
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irena_rukavichkina Ms. Mouse i really fall in love with your music! This is music for my heart! A big thanks for you, and all your friends, for making this miracle. Awesome album, awesome vocal, awesome playing! COOL! :3

Irena. From Russia, with love.

P.S. I'm MtF queer too... ;) Favorite track: Break in the dam.
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docsavvy One of the best albums I've come across in a long time. Started playing the banjo about two months ago and my youtube adventures led me to Mouse and Banjo and I gotta say, killer diller pumpkin filler! Awesome possum cherry blossom! Soo happy, just what I needed in life. Favorite track: Mountains.
meeko
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meeko This album has a lot of variety, much more than one usually hears in this genre. It's one of those albums that are best enjoyed listening to it in its entirety, as the each song flows nicely into the next, and I was left with a sense that I had just went on an intimate journey with the singer when I finished. Each song is very well crafted, and each song has a unique feeling and tone. Mouse And Banjo are a rare gem in the world of folk punk. A beautiful album, I highly recommend it!
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k-kingfisher I’ve got two favorite tracks, either Scout or Do You Remember. I love your voice and your content. Transitioning is hard, but it feels better with community. Sending love
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1.
I sing for you, I sing for me I sing for you, I sing for me all of these words are dead all of them wander in my head all of these seeds that we have sown left fallen, rotten to the bone I find these words no home How could I find myself alone (x5)
2.
Mountains 06:16
Thick as mud left out cracked and frozen in the night forming shapes we knew not to we knew not to be right I killed a spider and I took from it it's eyes but before it left this world it spoke of our demise Foxgloves fade from pink to white tell me things will be alright foxgloves fade from white to back tell me there's no coming back They told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke they told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke
3.
Scout 03:16
I was born down by the river back in 1991 by the time that I could walk I knew I couldn't be your son and I never felt just right I'll always have your face but we will never be alike I'm not a boy scout, I'm not a little league star I'm a tiny little mouse who sings and plays guitar and the further that you push me the further I will go Dad I wrote this song for you because I thought that you should know We moved to Massachusetts back in 2003 and the ocean was my mother and my fathers were the trees and they raised me on their own they were all I had 'cause you were never home I'm not a boy scout, but I like to play with cedars and the pines maybe you would understand me if you only had the time and the further that you push me the further I will go Dad I wrote this song for you because I thought that you should know You drove me down to Philly back in 2009 and you asked if there was anything you could do at the time so I threw you a bone I moved back north and then out west, and I'm never coming home I'm not a boy scout but I'm searching for someone who understands and if you want me back, I can't be your little man and the further that you push me, the further I will go Dad I wrote this song for you because I thought that you should know
4.
Coming home 03:58
I've been on the run from what I can't see it's beside in the shadows for a month I've been coming home learning to love myself Do you remember last month, when I saw myself picked apart my face and fell to pieces for a month, I've been coming home learning to love myself why can't I leave myself alone why can't I find myself a home why can't I leave myself alone why can't I find myself a home
5.
Standing bodies make a wall and on their backs we stand so tall and the best thing for me to do is to shine the light on you unlearning all my hateful past on this earth we claimed we'd found treading lightly with respect I'm a guest upon this ground Lock their bodies to machines and they will keep their water clean from the men who come to take their land and say that it's their right hallelujah praise the folks who fight unlearning all my hateful past on this earth we claimed we'd found treading light with respect I'm a guest upon this ground
6.
I sing for you I sing for me I sing for you I sing for me all of these words are dead all of them wander in my head they told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke they told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke all of these seeds that we have sown left fallen rotten to the bone I find these words no home how could I find myself alone (x5) they told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke they told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke they told of mountain folk of our demise they spoke (x5)
7.
Do you remember when I was twelve, and you were just 13 I used to wear your dresses and you always wore my jeans helped me paint my face, cause that wasn't yer thing and we had no say in what was happening Our bodies were blank slates, naked and bare 'till someone said your ass looked big and that they'd always stare and hair kept growing, where hair just shouldn't grow I thought that that was normal, but inside I'd always know but sometimes, when I close my eyes I'd see what I world where kids weren't codified and if I try to forget maybe I just won't remember that my body's in a war against me and I'd like to say I'm winning, but we'll had to wait and see
8.
Ice 04:03
All the warmth has left my soul left me buried in the cold moving forward by candlelight giving up my will to fight and all my darkest dreams are coming true poisoning my mind with thoughts of you and I try to find a place where I feel cold burying our thoughts of growing old Walking on a bridge of ice and every step I take is timid and light and when the leaves fall, and they turn to rot well it's the whispers of the mother and it's all I got well it's the whispers of the mother and it's all I got All the warmth has left my soul left me buried in the cold
9.
Dawn//Dust 05:08
10.
Oh when I went down to Georgia, I was on the fence 'bout whether I was coming home and I know now, better than before I don't know, lord, what I'm looking for In his red red rocking chair sitting on the porch picking as the bottle runs dry and I go there for the free beer I don't know lord, what I'm doing here There's a train waiting as I walk tracks Freddy a-callin' me so I climbed on, bottle in my hand why I left, lord, I'll never understand So I took that ride back to Tennessee through the dark, the wind, and the rain I call that a ride, the depths of the wind goes to show you just can't win Singin' oh my Caroline, I never should have left and you shoulda never stayed with me, gal and I know now, there's two ways to be live in love, or die in misery Oh when I went down to Georgia, I was on the fence 'bout whether I was coming home and I know now, better than before I don't know, lord, what I'm looking for and I know now, better than before I don't know, lord, what I'm looking for
11.
Do you remember Longbeach where charred driftwood makes a home let's stay the night here come on help me build a fire Can you feel the strong coast of the tide crashing and splashing off of the rock well head into your skin to all the threads of your sweater Do you remember, because it's all that I can remember Do you remember, because it's all that I can remember So many evenings spent by rivers where the condos they we building always crept higher than the moon I wanna hold these words in my mouth I want to tell you something that I dare not speak aloud Do you remember, because it's all that I can remember Do you remember, because it's all that I can remember Where will ya be next winter how much in postage should I put aside fer you? please pick up yer pen, dear send me something to hold onto and to know that your still here because I can't tell if it's the season that's making it so easy to list all of the reasons that I miss you Do you remember, because it's all that I can remember Do you remember, because it's all that I can remember

about

A period of change, transition, and growth. Dawn//Dust is the culmination of my creativity from 2016. As the year ends, I reflect on how each track represents a stage in my identity, from angst and worry, to acceptance and enlightenment. Dawn//Dust combines my love for oldtime, folkpunk, and a new-found appreciation for doom.

Huge thanks to all of those involved in this project. In these trying times, where marginalized people everywhere are being threatened, it is especially important for communities to come together. Thanks to:

Emily Ayden, for recording, mixing, mastering, and pushing me creatively. I've been such a huge fan of your music since the first Blues House show in SE Portland. Always an inspiration, always a friend

Al Danger, for giving me the confidence and support to complete this project. I met you at a time of my life when so much was in flux, and in you I found grounding. To forever being queer, playing music, and every-day Bons. Love you lil bird

Xander, for creating the absolutely stunning album art. Your style inspired me from the moment I saw you post your sketches.

Danielle, for crafting the gorgeous Mouse and Banjo text banner. You have such a delicate hand, and you are so beautiful

Emily, for showing me how to work a printing press, and having the patience to hash out some rough feelings.

Izzy, for being my Canadian muse, and helping me craft my identity with your beautiful inky fingers.

Piper, for pushing me to explore gender in ways I never thought possible, and for giving me grounding safety and support when I needed it the most

Bug, for giving me a place to call home in Vancouver, and for always being an excellent human. I look up to you more than you'll ever know.

credits

released December 20, 2016

Sasha Eve - guitar, banjo, accordion, vox
Al Danger - guitar, vox (Scout, I went down to Georgie, Do you remember?)
Emily Ayden - bass, mixing and mastering

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Mouse and Banjo Portland, Oregon

Born by a river, raised by the ocean. Currently residing in the Pacific Northwest, organizing with radical anarcho-queer folks, grappling with emotions, and pursuing anti-oppressive ideals.

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