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Hell​-​On

by Neko Case

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Wanderlust2021 ~A brilliant performer live & in the studio. Thank you for continually pushing the boundaries of great musicianship/ songwriting. Fantastic album. Favorite track: Gumball Blue.
portugal_pete
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portugal_pete Have Loved so many songs on this album for a while... and I finally have them all! ...Neko album #5 ...Stay fierce Neko!! (P.S. Portugal says hello)
Boris Glebov
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Boris Glebov Music, voice, and poetry as strong as on any of her previous records - time has not dulled her incisive strength. If anything, her songs cut deeper than ever. "Curse of the I-5 Corridor" tells as much as novel. Favorite track: Curse of the I-5 Corridor.
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cassette [VHS] loved another album, came to this one. felt like mbe i didnt like it, was really disappointed, didnt live up to my expectations. but then, thats how my obsession with the last began. now last lion of albion plays in my head on repeat and i hadnt even listened to it since. i have a feeling im going to go on a long journey with this album Favorite track: Winnie.
Nik Havert
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Nik Havert As usual, Case delivers stunning vocals, sharp writing, and a host of guest stars. It's another fine record from one of our best singer-songwriters today.

Here's my full review - www.7thlevelmusic.com?p=3829 Favorite track: Curse of the I-5 Corridor.
Kevin Gentilcore
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Kevin Gentilcore Just as incredible as she always is. Favorite track: Last Lion of Albion.
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1.
Hell-On 04:09
GOD IS NOT A CONTRACT OR A GUY GOD IS AN UNSPECIFIED TIDE YOU CANNOT TIME IT’S TABLES IT SETS NO GLASS OR GABLES GOD IS A LUSTY TIRE FIRE IT’S BRISTLES SCRAPE AND STRIKE THE STAGE ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS, RAGE.. HAVE MERCY ON THE NATURAL WORLD MY VOICE IS NOT THE LIQUID WAVES THE PERFECT RINGS ROUND A HERON’S LEGS.. MY VOICE A STRAIGHT GARROTING WIRE A STOLEN MILE OF FINGERPRINTS PEELED UP QUIET FROM THEIR DUNES CAPTURED AND RESPOOLED AS RUIN TO BE USED AT A DIFFERENT TIME MY VOICE IS A FRACTURE OF A SHIN BONE’S LUST POUNDING BAREFOOT GROUND IT LIFTS YOU UP AND SETS YOU JUST.. JUST AT SORROW’S WATERLINE I DRAPE YOU ON TOMORROW’S PLATE FERROUS, METAL MARROW SPILLING NOT YOURS, BUT MINE. I’M AN AGENT OF THE NATURAL WORD DON’T YOU TELL ME I DIDN’T WARN YOU THAT THAT'S SOME GRAVITY YOU OUGHT NOT TO PLAY WITH THERE’S NOTHING QUITE SO POISON AS A PROMISE AND ME? I AM NOT A MESS I’M A WILDERNESS, YES. THE UNDISCOVERED CONTINENT FOR YOU TO UNDRESS BUT YOU’LL NOT BE MY MASTER YOU’RE BARELY MY GUEST YOU DON’T HAVE PERMISSION TO TAKE ANY PICTURES BE CAREFUL. OF THE NATURAL WORLD NATURE CAN’T AMEND IT’S WAYS IT BOILS HELL-ON AND THEN REPLAYS DESPITE HEARTFELT SPRINGTIMES OF REGRET THE STORM SHE STILL CRIES FOR DAYS HAVE MERCY ON THE NATURAL WORLD
2.
EARLY IN THE MORNING WHERE THERE USED TO BE A SLOUGH THERE’S A TINY BUSINESS LAKE DON’T LET THE CATTAILS FOOL YOU DOWN IN THE BOTTOM WHERE NOTHIN’ IS BORN SLEEPS A SILVER DOLLAR WITH YOUR FACE THEREON I WISH I COULD TRACE THE FROWNING COMPASS OF YOUR MOUTH DROP A MERCURY DIME DOWN A ROMAN DRAIN AND SUMMON MARS LAST LION OF ALBION THEY’LL USE YOU FOR CENTURIES TO COME THEY’LL STEAL YOUR PATENTS FOR THE SUN AND YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FACE ON THEIR MONEY LATE IN THE HEAVENS THAT ARE ALREADY BOUGHT SLEEPS A RED PLANET IN THE GALAXY OF A LION’S THOUGHTS ON THE SURFACE EVERY TENDON AND INTENDED MACHINE IS GONNA BUCKLE, KNUCKLE, KNEEL ON A CARPET OF LION’S TONGUES I WISH I COULD STAND IN THE SPRAY AT THE CLIFF OF YOUR SLEEK REVENGE OCEANS OF NAKED, SERRATED MARBLE CRUSHING IN LAST LION OF ALBION THEY’LL USE YOU FOR CENTURIES TO COME YOUR WOUND IS THE MAIN ROAD INTO LONDON YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FACE ON THEIR MONEY LAST LION OF ALBION THE LAST SHE-WOLF TO MOTHER ROME THE LAST VIRGIN TO WASH ASHORE YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION.. LAST LION OF ALBION THE LAST OF THE MOHICAN’S GONE THE LAST CEDARS OF LEBANON YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION LAST LION OF ALBION LAST TIGER OF TASMANIA THE LAST SHE-WOLF TO SUCKLE ROME WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FACE ON THEIR MONEY
3.
CHILDLESS WIDOW OF A NATION YOU CRY LIKE GUNS ACROSS THE WATER YET WE EXPECT YOU TO BRING SPRINGTIME IT ISN’T FAIR SEARCHLIGHTS WITHER IN YOUR HAIR YOU ARE A SILENT MOVIE, SARAH THEY BUILD THEIR INDUSTRIES AROUND YOU DIVERTING RIVERS OF YOUR HAIR THEY’RE LOOKING FOR THEIR OWN REFLECTION YOU’RE LEFT TO DIE OF EXPOSURE, SARAH SARAH, WITH THE BEATEN HEART SARAH, WITH THE MOUTH OF STONE SARAH, WITH THE.. YOU ARE A SILENT MOVIE, SARAH LET HER GO THE LIGHT IS FADING I CRY LIKE GUNS ACROSS THE WATER SHE DIDN’T ASK TO BE YOUR REMAKE OR YOUR MUSE WE’RE PARASITES INSIDE HER BLUES SARAH, WITH THE BEATEN HEART SARAH, WITH THE MOUTH OF STONE I CALL BUT THERE IS NO ONE HOME SARAH, WITH THE BEATEN HEART SARAH, WITH THE MOUTH OF STONE I CALL BUT THERE IS ONLY ECHO.. FROM A RECORDING MACHINE SCREAMING "HAUNT YOUR OWN VAMPIRE DREAMS!" YOU SEE OUR POETS DO AN ODIOUS BUSINESS LOVING WOMANKIND AS LIONS LOVE CHRISTIANS SO.. WHO ARE YOU TO DENY? WHO ARE YOU TO DENY THEM, SARAH?
4.
Bad Luck 03:54
ARE YOU TIRED OF THINGS GOING RIGHT? THINGS GOING WRONG? TIRED OF TRYING TO MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY? TOO TIRED TO SING YOUR OWN SONGS? DO YOU WISH YOU STOP EVERYTHING? AND TAKE BACK YOUR LOVE? SAY YOU’RE SORRY THAT YOU LET IT GO SO EASY AND CRY LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO BE BORN? I WOKE A DOG FROM A RUNNING DREAM AND THAT’S BAD LUCK ATE A BLACK FLY IN THE CREAM THAT’S BAD LUCK I CHIPPED MY TOOTH ON AN ENGAGEMENT RING THAT’S BAD LUCK I COULD HAVE STOPPED ANYONE OF THESE THINGS BUT THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN BAD LUCK SO I DIED AND WENT TO WORK SO I DIED AND WENT TO WORK IT’S NOT AS BAD AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE BUT IT’S STILL PRETTY BAD LUCK AND LOVE, THE MOST CONTRARY ASSETT OF THEM ALL OH, LOVE.. DRAGGING IN ON NATURE’S COATTAILS ACTING LIKE IT WROTE THE MOON TRYING TO PASS RIDDLES FOR POETRY EMBARGO IS LOVE’S WAITING ROOM.. AND MEANTIME.. RIGHT HERE IN HUMAN TIME MY HEART COULD BREAK FOR A ONE-LEGGED SEAGULL AND STILL AFFORD NOTHING TO YOU? THAT’S BAD LUCK.
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I WAITED TOO LONG TO WRITE THIS DOWN THE STARTLING SENSATION IS FADING THE SWEET, SWEET BURN OF THE FIRST DRINK OF THE NIGHT, UNDERAGE AND KNOWING THAT YOU’RE GONNA GET AWAY WITH IT YOU WERE A GOOD MAN BEFORE YOU KNEW IT AND I’M NOT VAIN ENOUGH TO THINK THAT I’D HAVE BEEN GOOD FOR YOU IF I’D STAYED IN THE CURRENT OF YOUR LIFE I WAS AN EYELASH IN THE SHIPPING LANES NOW I’M SO SCARED ABOUT MYSTERY I FEAR I SMELL EXTINCTION IN THE FOLDS OF THIS NOVOCAINE AGE COMING ON I MISS THE SMELL OF MYSTERY REVERB LEAKING OUT OF TAVERN DOORS AND NOT KNOWING HOW THE SOUNDS WERE MADE SO I LEFT HOME AND I FAKED MY I.D. I FUCKED EVERY MAN THAT I WANTED TO BE I WAS SO STUPID THEN WHY SHOULD MYSTERY GIVE IT’S LIFE FOR ME? BABY I’M AFRAID BUT IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT MAYBE I SHOULD GO HOME ALONE TONIGHT NOW I SEE YOU IN OUR OLD HOME WHERE I’M ALWAYS SCARED TO GO THOSE THIRTY GARBAGE MILES MAKING WET CIGARETTE BUTTS AND USED TIRES TO BE POOR AS THE ANCHOR THAT MAKES US SO SURE.. YOUR SANDY VOICE ACROSS MY BROW YOU HAVEN’T AGED A DAY IS IT BECAUSE YOU TOOK A SHORTCUT THAT MAKES PEOPLE SAY YOU’RE CRAZY IS IT TRUE? YOU’RE A TIME TRAVELER YOU? IS IT TRUE? YOU’VE SEEN CRAZY TOO?CAN IT BE A COMFORT BETWEEN US? BECAUSE I NEVER WANT TO KNOW FOR SURE BABY I’M AFRAID BUT IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT MAYBE I SHOULD GO HOME ALONE TONIGHT NOW I WRITE THIS IN A PALE TOWN WHERE EXCITEMENT IS A YELLOW CURB MY DREAM AWAKE LEAPS THROUGH MY WINDOW FROM THE HIGHWAY YOU TURN MY HEAD AND SET THE BRAKE TOO LATE RELEASE THE TEARS OF METRIC TONS THE CRASH. IT COMES. AND POURS DOWN MY PUBLIC FACE BEHIND A RESERVOIR OF COLLARBONES AND FORMS TWO PRIVATE LAKES BABY, I’M AFRAID YOUR ORBIT IS SO EASY YOU HAVEN’T GAINED A DAY WE’RE TWO SELF FULFILLING PROPHECIES WHO DON’T EVEN HAVE EACH OTHER NOT THAT WE WOULD EVER GET AWAY WITH IT
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Gumball Blue 04:14
SO SORRY FOR THE TROUBLE THE TIMES WE’VE BEEN AFRAID OF EACH OTHER BECAUSE WE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND ALL THE SPELLS WE CAST WITHOUT TRYING WE PUSHED THROUGH SHIPWRECK IN MY LAP SORRY STAINS MY MOUTH GUMBALL BLUE THROUGH DAMP BODIES CRAMMED IN TIMES SQUARE I LOGGED A FURIOUS PATH ONE-HANDED TO A HOTEL WITH NO ONE WAITING BUT ME, AND ME AND MY WHOLE LIFE, A FEVER ..AND THE PHONE HOW WAS I TO KNOW? SORRY STAINS MY MOUTH GUMBALL BLUE WHEN STRANGERS SAY I LOVE YOU YOUR BANISHED TO A PLANET WITH NO SOUND NO SOUND BUT YOU COME BACK FOR ME SOMETIMES ONLY FOR YOUR OWN PIECE OF MIND SOMETIMES WHERE THERE’S SMOKE.. IT’S JUST A SMOKE MACHINE, HONEY I’VE LIVED SINGING YOUR SONGS LONG LEGGED MAZES AND ENGLISH GEOMETRY DARING NOT CONSIDER WE WERE HERE SHOULD WE BREAK SPELLS WITHOUT TRYING WE CUT OUR LASERS SHORT AT CRYING AND KINDLY BANISH THIS SOUNDLESS PLANET TO STAIN THE EDGES OF THE NEBULA GUMBALL BLUE ANOTHER HAPPY NEW YEAR
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FOUND THESE IN A BOX AT THE BUS STOP MY NAME’S AT THE BOTTOM BUT IM NOWHERE TO BE FOUND I REALLY GET AROUND THEY SAY.. SO I TAKE THESE SIGHTLESS CREATURES HOME AND I FEAR THEM SO TO TREMBLE FOR I’M NO MOTHER, I JUST SOME RANDOM DEFENDER I REMEMBER RUNNIN’ CHEST-HIGH IN THE STEPPE GRASS AT THE DAWN OF MAN WHEN WE GOT ALONG WE RACED ALONG THE GROUND I CHASED IT OUT OF TOWN THE SUN’S THE MEANEST EASY TARGET THAT I KNOW.. WE PLAYED A TENDER GAME OF "KISSING COBRA TAG” WE SLEPT ASTRIDE OUR HORSES TIED FAST IN THEIR MANES MY FRIEND WOULD TOUCH MY FACE AND LEAVE A STAR OR TWO THE YEARS LEFT CONSTELLATIONS OF OUR WILD LANGUAGE WHAT DROVE THE SUN AWAY? I’M FAR TO SMALL TO KNOW A GASLIGHT’S WINTER MARCHES ON REFINERY LEGS.. AND WHAT CAN I TELL YOU NOW? IT SPED AWAY ALONG THE CANAL AND DRUMMED MOSQUITO CLOUDS FROM THEIR DENS OF HOT TIRES FOR MILES.. OH, PETROLEUM YOU'RE THE TOP PREDATOR NOW SOVERIGN, LOVER, LIAR.. BUT YOU’RE UNINSPIRED TOO ACCORDING TO YOUR ANTHEM, YOU.. OH, PETROLEUM YOU’RE THE TOP PREDATOR NOW AND I AM JUST DESIRE YES, ONE DIRTY DIAMOND SOME RANDOM DEFENDER I SOLD MY FLESH THAT I MIGHT DIE SO THE WORLD WILL SPIN AND MY CUBS WON’T CRY I HAVE TO BE THE SUN FOR THEM OH, PETROLEUM.. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL BUT SO AM I I’M A DIRTY DIAMOND LYING LOOKING AT THE SKY
8.
I PLANNED A DREAM INSIDE A DREAM WITH YOUR UNCLE A FISHERMAN WHO DIED "THE ORACLE OF THE MARITIMES” TOO CLOUDY TO SEE FIREWORKS WE WOULD RIDE A CHEST OF DRAWERS INTO THE WAVES HIS GRANITE HAND HELD MINE I ASKED HIM HOW TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I COULD LOVE YOU CAUSE I’VE NEVER BEEN SO SURE OF ANYTHING SOMETIMES I FEEL SO BEAUTIFUL IT’S STRANGE FOR A TOMBOY.. BRUISES UP HER LEGS YOUR BIG HAND HOLDS MY FACE SOMETIMES I FEEL SO UGLY I’M AFRAID WORRY NESTING IN MY HAIR SHEDDING LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE SURELY THERE’S A REAL WOMAN COMING TO ERASE ME THERE’S NO WAY I COULD TELL YOU HOW MUCH I COULD LOVE YOU CAUSE I’VE NEVER BEEN SO SCARED OF ANYTHING AND I’M NOT EVEN WEARING UNDERWEAR IN NO WAY EXOTIC I JUST FORGOT TO AND I’M TOO MUCH FOR PEOPLE SO I GAUGE AND SHOUT MY THOUGHTS TO YOU FROM A DISTANCE THAT’S NO WAY TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I COULD LOVE YOU THOUGH I’VE NEVER BEEN SO SURE OF ANYTHING HE LET GO OF MY HAND AND PASSED ME AN OAR THE ORACLE OF THE MARITIMES HE SAID "COME ON SWEET GIRL LET’S FIND YOU AN OCEAN THAT GOES WITH YOUR EYES"
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Winnie 03:49
I’M HERE TO TELL YOU A STORY I’M HERE TO TELL YOU A LIE MY POETRY’S WEAK AND I KNOW IT I WAS DROP DEAD SAD AND CRAZY SOMETIMES SO I FUCKED OFF WAYWARD CANNON TO THE SEA.. ON LAND I WAS JUST AN APPETITE ALL THAT STARTED AS A JOKE NOW RULED ME SICK ON CHRONIC MATHEMATICS I JUST WANTED TO FEEL MUSIC A FEVER DELIVERED ME FROM THE FLU THE NIGHT HAG’S HANDS SPREAD LOVINGLY PULLING THE CAPE FROM THE SUNRISE REVEALING A BANK OF WARSHIPS CALLED “SHE” LESS WARLIKE THEN RECKLESS I REALIZED NO WEAPONS WERE DRAWN THAT I COULD SEE SAVE THE BLAZING STARE OF THEIR CAPTAIN WHO HELD LIGHTNING CAPTIVE FRIM IN HER TEETH I LOOKED OFF THE EDGE OF THE WORLD I SAW THE GIRL WHO CHANGED EVERYTHING THAT’S WHEN I MET WINNIE I WANTED TO BE HER SAILOR’S TATTOO SHE SANG ME A SONG THAT WAS TOO SAD FOR SOME STRUCK UP THE BAND AND FILLED UP HER LUNGS HER MOUTH WAS SHARP AS THE RIB OF A STAR AS SHE TOLD NO TAME TRUTHS THAT WOULD BREAK OUR OWN HEARTS “WE WERE WARRIORS! WE CLOTHED OURSELVES IN THE GUTS OF OUR ENEMIES WHO'D NO RESPECT FOR THE WILD!" “WARRIORS! LONG BEFORE HOT WIRE, SAFARI PARK HUSBANDRY.. AND THE JOY RAN THROUGH US LIKE A WELDERS FLUX WE JUST WANTED TO BE MUSIC!" HER GRAVITY PULLED UP MY SAD REMAINS INTO THE CURVE OF CUNNING BOW I’VE LOVED YOU SO LONG, WINNIE I WANT TO BE YOUR SAILOR’S TATTOO I’VE LOVED YOU SO LONG, WINNIE.. BLURRING, SOFTLY INTO YOU
10.
WEARY SUN, SLEEP TONIGHT, GO CRASHING INTO THE OCEAN CUT THE LINE THAT TIES THE TIDE AND MOON, ANCIENT AND BLUE WE TAKE OUR EMPTY HEARTS AND FILL THEM UP WITH BROKEN THINGS TO HANG ON HUMMING WIRE LIKE CHEAP LAMPS DOWN A DEAD END STREET CLOSE YOUR WEARY EYES UNTIL THE WINTERTIME AND EVERY TIME WE TURN AWAY IT HITS ME LIKE A TIDAL WAVE I WOULD CHANGE FOR YOU BUT, BABE, THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONNA BE A BETTER MAN GIVE THE OCEAN WHAT I TOOK FROM YOU SO ONE DAY YOU COULD FIND IT IN THE SAND AND HOLD IT IN YOUR HANDS AGAIN COLD WAYS KILL COOL LOVERS STRANGE WAYS WE USED EACH OTHER WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME? THERE AIN'T NO WAY WE'RE GONNA FIND ANOTHER THE WAY WE SLEEP ALL SUMMER SO WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME? COMBING OVER BROKEN CROSS I HELD ON YOU HAUNTED BY THE GHOST OF SOMETHING NEW CURTAINS FALL, FASHIONS FADE, AN ENDLESS SUMMER OVER ANOTHER TIDE TO LAUNCH AN AUTUMN MOON OVER THE DUNES THERE MUST BE A BETTER WAY TO PULL A HOME APART TO KEEP THE WALLS FROM CAVING IN ANOTHER WAY TO WHILE AWAY FROM YOU, FROZEN AND BLUE CLOSE YOUR WEARY EYES UNTIL THE WINTERTIME BUT EVERY TIME WE TURN AWAY IT SURGES LIKE A TIDAL WAVE I WOULD CHANGE FOR YOU BUT, BABE, THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONNA BE A BETTER MAN GIVE THE OCEAN WHAT I TOOK FROM YOU SO ONE DAY YOU COULD FIND IT IN THE SAND AND HOLD IT IN YOUR HANDS AGAIN COLD WAYS KILL COOL LOVERS STRANGE WAY WE USE EACH OTHER WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME? THERE AIN'T NO WAY WE'RE GONNA FIND ANOTHER THE WAY WE SLEEP ALL SUMMER WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME?
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THERE’S MEMORIES I’D PAY TO REMOVE I’D CUT THEM OUT MYSELF IF THAT WERE POSSIBLE THE KIND YOU CRY YOURSELF BLIND ABOUT THE KIND THAT CHOKE YOU OUT CHOKE YOU OUT I HAD AN UNCLE WHO WAS NOT BY BLOOD HE LOVED TO SCARE ALL THE LITTLE GIRLS AWAY AND IF YOU’RE TENDER-HEARTED YOU SHOULD STOP THE TAPE STOP THE TAPE HE PULLED THE HEADS OFF OF GARTER SNAKES I CRIED SO HELPLESS FOR THOSE SILENT CREATURES TWISTING AWAY FROM THE HORROR IN THE TARPIT SEA MEMORIES WEAR THICK COATS THE KIND THAT PULL YOU DOWN BUT IN REFUSING TO DROWN YOU’RE CHOKED INTO THE SHAPE OF A SAILOR DEPUTIZED BY THE CRUEL GOD OF CHILDREN NO RUNNING WATER IN HIS SOUL.. JUST A HOLE THAT ECHOED WHEN HE’D CALL YOUR NAME FROM DOWN THE HALL HIS NAME WAS A COMMAND THAT CUTS THE EARS OFF FIGHTING DOGS AND WIPES THE KNIFE ON HIS MILITIA PANTS MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STAINS, OH MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STANS, OH AND HE’S BRAGGIN’ ALL THE WHILE “IF I SAY THAT BLACK IS BLUE, IT’S BLUE. BLACK IS BLUE, IF I SAY IT IS.” I NEVER WONDERED WHAT MADE HIM THAT WAY BULLIES ARE NOT BORN THEY ARE PRESSED INTO A FORM AND I HATED THOSE WHO GAVE HIM ACCESS TO OUR DAYS THE ONES WHO DID NOTHIN’ I STILL CAN’T LOVE THEM MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STAINS, OH MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STANS, OH
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I HEAR OVERTONES THAT MAKE THIS ANOTHER SONG OUT OF REACH OF HUMAN HANDS WE DON’T HAVE CONTROL I USE MAJOR CHORDS TO MAKE THIS A SADDER SONG AN EFFECTIVE MANIPULATION MOONLIGHT REFLECTED IS MANY TIMES STRONGER I WROTE THIS SONG FOR ME BUT NOW I LET IT GO FROM THE ISLAND OF THE TEXACO I RELEASE IT INTO THE CUSTODY OF MY HUCKLEBERRY FRIEND AM I MAKING PITCH OR HONEY? I’VE NO IDEA WHY I FEEL STRONG AM I MAKING PITCH OR HONEY? "IT’S THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GETTING THAT’S THE SHRAPNEL FROM YOUR WEDDING," SHE SAID HEY, I LOVE YOU BETTER WHEN YOU’RE WILD IT SUIT’S YOU BETTER IF I SAY SO I HEAR OVERTONES THAT MAKE THIS ANOTHER SONG OUT OF REACH OF HUMAN HANDS WE DON’T HAVE CONTROL WHEN I AM DARK AND I AM DOWN AS DARK AND DOWN AS I AM NOW THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES ME SMILE IS TO REMEMBER THAT I’M BELOVED OF THE WILD AND MAY YOU EVER RETURN TO THE WARMTH OF YOUR SPECIES

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Neko Case’s ‘Hell-On,’ an indelible collection of colorful, enigmatic storytelling that features some of her most daring, through-composed arrangements to date, is available now.

Produced by Neko Case, ‘Hell-On’ is simultaneously her most accessible and most challenging album, in a rich and varied career that’s offered plenty of both. ‘Hell-On’ is rife with withering self-critique, muted reflection, anthemic affirmation and Neko’s unique poetic sensibility. Neko enlisted Bjorn Yttling of (Peter Bjorn & John) to co-produce 6 tracks with her in Stockholm, Sweden where she mixed the 12 track album with Lasse Martin.

‘Hell-On’ features performances by Beth Ditto, Mark Lanegan, k.d. Lang, AC Newman, Eric Bachmann, Kelly Hogan, Doug Gillard, Laura Veirs, Joey Burns and many more.

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released June 1, 2018

PRODUCED BY NEKO CASE ++CO-PRODUCED WITH BJÖRN YTTLING

MIXED BY LASSE MÅRTÉN AND NEKO CASE AT FRIDEBO, SWEDEN
ENGINEERED BY CHRIS SHULTZ, WAVELAB STUDIO, TUCSON, AZ AND
CARNACIAL SINGING, ST. JOHNSBURY, VT
“BAD LUCK” ENGINEERED BY HANS STENLUND AND THOM MONAHAN,
INGRID STUDIOS, STOCKHOLM, SE
MASTERED BY PETER J. MOORE, E ROOM MASTERING, TORONTO, ON


ADDITIONAL ENGINEERING:
ALEX HALL – FOR HOGAN / O’CONNOR, RELIABLE RECORDERS, CHICAGO, IL
JOHN COLLINS - FOR JOHN COLLINS
THOMAS D’ARCY – FOR NEWMAN, CALDER, STONE, SEIDERS,
TAURUS RECORDING, TORONTO, ON
MARK EPHRAIM – FOR NEKO CASE, EPHRAIM STUDIOS, STOCKHOLM, SE
BRENDAN KENNEDY - FOR K.D. LANG, OCL STUDIOS, CALGARY, AB
TUCKER MARTINE – FOR LAURA VEIRS, FLORA RECORDINGS, PORTLAND, OR
MICHAEL PARNIN - FOR MARK LANEGAN, BLACKSOUND, LOS ANGELES, CA
ADAM PIKE - FOR BETH DITTO, TOADHOUSE RECORDING, PORTLAND, OR
JEFF GALEGHER- FOR NEKO CASE, CARNACIAL SINGING, ST JOHNSBURY, VT
BETH DITTO APPEARS COURTESY OF SONY AND UNIVERSAL
MARK LANEGAN APPEARS COURTESY OF FLOODED SOIL RECORDINGS
K.D. LANG APPEARS COURTESY OF NONESUCH RECORDS
CARL NEWMAN, KATHERINE CALDER AND JOHN COLLINS APPEAR
COURTESY OF COLLECTED WORKS / CONCORD RECORDS

PUBLISHING:
ALL SONGS BY NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA (ASCAP, SOCAN)
& PAUL RIGBY (ASCAP/SOCAN)

EXCEPT:
“ORACLE OF THE MARITIMES” BY NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA
(ASCAP/SOCAN) & LAURA VEIRS/FREAK OFF THE LEASH MUSIC (BMI)
“GUMBALL BLUE”, “MY UNCLE’S NAVY” BY
NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA (ASCAP, SOCAN) & ALLAN CARL
NEWMAN / CONTEST WINNER SONGS (ASCAP)
“LAST LION OF ALBION” BY NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA (ASCAP, SOCAN)
& PAUL RIGBY (ASCAP/SOCAN) & JEFF GALEGHER (ASCAP)
“SLEEP ALL SUMMER” BY ERIC EMIL BACHMANN/RED PIG PUBLISHING (BMI)

MANAGEMENT - RACHEL FLOTARD, RED LIGHT MANAGEMENT
LEGAL - SETH LICHTENSTEIN, HERTZ LICHTENSTEIN & YOUNG, LLP
BUSINESS MANAGEMENT - MICHAEL J. HALPIN, HALPIN & ASSOCIATES, LTD

ART DESIGN - NEKO CASE & KATHLEEN JUDGE
ART AND PHOTOGRAPHY - NEKO CASE
COVER AND PROMO PHOTOS OF NEKO - EMILY SHUR,
EMILY SHUR PHOTOGRAPHY
PHOTOGRAPHY ASSISTANCE FOR COVER AND PROMO - DONNY PHILLIPS, KIHL STUDIO
PHOTOSHOOT PRODUCER - JENNA PFEFFERLE
STYLING - NEKO CASE, KATHLEEN JUDGE, JESSIE COHAN
HAIR - GIOVANNI GIULIANO
MAKEUP - STEPHANIE NICOLE SMITH
PRINT PRODUCTION - TREVOR HERNANDEZ
BOOKING NORTH AMERICA - ALI HEDRICK, BILLIONS CORPORATION
BOOKING EUROPE - JAMES ALDERMAN, FREE TRADE AGENCY
BOOKING AUSTRALIA - PAUL SLOAN, BILLIONS CORPORATION
All ingredients tested on animals. They seemed cool with it.

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