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Small Flames

by Dylan Blackthorn

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1.
I sit upon a throne, inside a stream this concrete river overlooks everything I can't remember the last time I walked anywhere or where I was walking to the numbers are eating so many moments in our lives Yes we're played, played by the numbers Our lives played against the odds We're played, played by the numbers and our only hope is to do something new The threat of nuclear war might frighten some of us back into line I thought that went away with the 80's - oy. yet somehow storm troopers are still marching in time in our name - in lands that we've never been, never seen And they're played, played by the numbers They're lives are played against the odds They're played, played by the numbers and They're only hope is to do something new A deluded illusion of my soul haunts humming, empty halls It's a vision static, in electricity I fear it might be used someday by some evil gangster computer god to steal away all that I hold dear As we're played, played by the numbers Even our souls are played against the odds We're played, played by the numbers and our only hope is to do something new Yet somehow, still, gardens are growing Beauty, art, and life still flowing People we build and invent because We've got something to finish And that's the work that G-D started so long ago.
2.
Once upon a time, at the end of the world With a book, a bell, a candle burning and the light reflected in your eyes Showed me the love for which I was yearning And there, underneath the planet Mars We did shine just like the wand'ring stars Once upon a time, at the end of the world With a book, a bell, a candle burning Oo, Candlelight Oo, Candlelight Once upon a time at the end of the world I knew I could never return home for the old folks have passed away into the great beyond for home a place that is here, then its gone And here, a fantasy of memory to find and there, the dream of a life we left behind Once upon a time at the end of the world I knew I could never return home Oo, Candlelight Oo, Candlelight Once upon a time, at the end of the world We found a love that would carry on on into the night and the glow of the morning star Never thought it could go so far And there, underneath the planet Mars We did shine just like the wand'ring stars Once upon a time, at the end of the world With a book, a bell, a candle burning Once upon a time, at the end of the world With a book, a bell, a candle burning Oo, Candlelight Oo, Candlelight
3.
Stoked 03:30
It's a sad, sad day. We've come a long way - there comes a time to lose your mind Still your heart, and I'll hold my tongue and together we might find ourselves down at the finish line Let's stoke the fire, tonight we're getting higher than we've ever been before Hold on to your heart, of your mind let go It's time to stoke the fire down in my soul If life's a race, don't want to run to fast Just walk on down, try to make it last and if life's a game, you got to roll them bones Draw your hand of cards, and try to build a home Let's stoke the fire, tonight we're getting higher Higher than we've ever been before Hold on to your heart, of your mind let go It's time to stoke the fire down in my soul Fall to your knees and sigh Kiss the world goodbye Let your hardened heart grow light, It's time to give up the fight Be robbed of your pride, don't hide it on the inside Wear your heart on your sleeve, don't be afraid to believe Let's stoke the fire, tonight we're getting higher than we've ever been before Hold on to your heart, of your mind let go It's time to stoke the fire down in my soul
4.
Ten of Wands 05:31
Oh Lord, I been hurtin', my back bent low with this burden I been counting pennies, stacking these staves With a flow that's running so low, no savior who saves me I cried out, oh my soul, when may I lay down this heavy load Oh, my soul it shouts down, “When you lay down your pride, you may wear That Starry Crown, yeah yeah That Starry Crown, yeah yeah I found one – what is one? It's the power of the light & life that's reflected in the Sun I found two, three, and four - Four is for the wedding canopy that shows us more is in store I found five, what is five? It's the fighting spirit that will keep you alive I found six, seven, & eight - eight arrows that point the way to the dream gate Yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah Well, I found nine, what is nine? It's the night before the fight we may die, that we dine I found ten, what is ten? It's the straw that broke the camel's back, it will make your mind bend I cried out, oh my soul, when may I lay down this heavy load My soul it shouts down, “When you can lay down your pride, you may wear That Starry Crown, yeah yeah That Starry Crown, yeah yeah When you gonna lay down your pride, yeah yeah Mm, Hmmmm, then you may wear That Starry Crown
5.
Why don't you let your silver halo down? Let that blue light a-flicker, & darkness come around Why don't you let your silver halo down? Of the talking heads, you know John was the first To transverse time & space, t o be so gifted with the glory of God's grace Of the talking heads, you know John was the first To plunge through the arches of night And, passing through a portal of glittering starlight, Throw open the window, never mind the cold, Walk with the eldest of the old souls There, threads of unknown origin dance & weave Now, if you should spy the silver, there amongst the gold Wonder is what your fortune may hold. Me, I got midnight blue & other colors impossible to behold With mortal eyes - save for the wise But I got that midnight blue, that midnight blue There, under the arches of that night Passing through a portal of glittering starlight, When you throw open the window, never mind the cold, Let the spell of Morpheus take hold. Of the talking heads, you know John was the First To be caught between the worlds, endlessly alone Like an angel, far from home Why don't you let your silver halo down Let that blue light a-flicker, & darkness come around Why don't you let your silver halo down And as dawn's light approaches, Yes, as dawn's light approaches - Just remember that them rays are dignified by the night - the cosmic immortality of night And plunging through the arches of night Passing through a portal of glittering starlight, Throw open the gates, give a shoutout to all your fates, The dream gate awaits
6.
They say that lightning never strikes twice They say that lightning never strikes twice But if it do, get ready to roll the dice But they say that lightning never strikes twice Oh and everything only happens one time Oh and every little thing only happens one time But if it does, be ready top pay the fine 'Cuz somebody gonna call it a crime Now if you've got the mother, the maiden, and the crone Now if you've got the mother, the maiden, and the crone Yes if you've got the mother, the maiden and crone Be thankful for your happy home Here's one for the father, two for the son Here's one for the father, two for the son Three will make the Devil – Run, Devil, Run! Run Devil, run Devil run... If you see just one, better look around If you see just one, better look around 'Cuz one moment you're alone The next you're 6 feet underground If you see just one, better look around If you think there's just two, better hold on 'Cuz 3 is a-comin', and man it won't be long If you see just 2, better hold on If you've got 1, you've got unity If you've got two, you've got polarity But if you've got 3, why don't you break some off for me? 'Cuz you know we all just tryin' to get free You can trade your wooden nickel for a silver dime, Trade your soul for a real good time whether I double the stakes, or whether I tow the line The rule of three is on my mind
7.
History now has forever ended Will the suffering of the past ever be mended? Epitaph on the tombstone of humanity From themselves, how they yearned to be free Oh lord, let that sun keep on shining shining down on you and on me Oh lord, let that sun keep on shining reminding us of what its like to be free... to be free We lay here, in the darkness of manufactured melancholy taught to bend and to worship just about any form of authority Oh lord, let that sun keep on shining shining down on you and on me Oh lord, let that sun keep on shining reminding us of what its like to be free... to be free Let us bring forth the light into the darkness of our lives Let's run through the graveyard at midnight Free the dead inside your head and rise, RISE, RISE – from your grave!
8.
Float 04:38
You risked your soul way up on the mountain When you raised your voice to your Lord and drank deep from Wisdom's Holy Fountain The greatest gift, they say, is a sense of wonder It's a choice that I make every day - will we float or go under? You and I are more alike than we can scarcely believe the Divine & the Shrike, through & though we can conceive If I could only learn to live each moment, one by one, I might learn to forgive, to be here under this sun to forgive this mortal stain, to live in Your eternal Amen.... The greatest gift, they say, is a sense of wonder It's a choice that you make every day - will we float or go under? You and I are more alike than we can scarcely believe the Divine & the Shrike, through & though we can conceive You are made Holy because of me and I am made Holy because of You. You kick me when I'm deep You whisper while I'm asleep hmm... aaah, Your secret Name hmm... the rules of your Heavenly game which no one may speak, which no one may know and through which, the breath of life flow.... The greatest gift, they say, is a sense of wonder It's a choice that we make every day will we float or go under? You and I are more alike than we can scarcely believe the Divine & the Shrike, through & though we can conceive
9.
10.
Folk Magick 04:29
Mr. Money Devil has a lucky penny and a dollar folded into a bow He's red and green and yellow yella through and through and he'll get a dollar, yes he'll get a dollar out of you And he skulks around my porch, and on the street corner with a leering grin - A grin that will scorch the conscience of a soul drenched in sin - he's inviting more money in The penny was attached to a knife That forged by a father for his son And this made it luckier than most lucky pennies out there For it bore the gift of a generation The penny it was thought could amplify its luck By hiding it inside a cuckoo clock But Mr. Money Devil got a hold of it first And now he's even harder, harder to stop And he skulks around my porch, and on the street-corner with a leering grin - A grin that will scorch the conscience of a soul Drenched in sin - he's inviting more money in His bow tie was a dollar that was kept inside a hat For many of the greasy years the dollar was left lying as a gift and on it was wish't It was wished upon 18 times - with 18 different rhymes - and all of them little wishes came to be true Mr. Money Devil has a lucky penny and a dollar folded into a bow He's red and green and yellow yella through and through and he'll get a dollar, yes he'll get a dollar out of you
11.
12.
She's dancing through the cobwebs in the house where she's lived - the past 20 years of this widow's memory they're brushed aside with a soft pirouette a new life's beginning, but it hasn't started yet These are the stories of Gray Memories Some to remember, others we'll forget the ocean wave are crashing, and in their song, you hear, 'How could you... forget?" There's an old man at sea, casting his nets a-drift in a ship fashioned by his own hands He wanders searching, drifting alone For his love has gone to that far distant land These are the stories of Gray Memories Some we'll remember, others drift away... The ocean wave are crashing, and in their song, You hear, 'How could you... forget?" About this time, the Spider said to the Fly, "Well, deary, I was just wondering, I was just curious... do you think... do you just think... Will you try to remember, or let yourself forget?" To which the fly replied, in a rather flustered state, "Bzz ah! Bzz ah! I will always remember you!" "In that case..." There's a shadow that's cast in the corner of your mind Where Queen Anansi sits, spinning your tale She's weaving lace out of out Goddess spider-silk and these are the garments your ghostly form shall wear These are the stories of Gray Memories Some to remember, others, will to forget... the ocean wave are crashing, and in their song, you hear, 'How could you... forget?" Right about now, the ghost of the Fly was drifting up from his earthly remains, and all of this the Spider saw with her 3rd eye. She inquired once again, "Wait, hold on there dearie, before you float away on some breeze from an unknown realm... please, do tell! Did you try to remember? Or did you let yourself forget?" To which the Fly replied, "Bzz... zazas zazas zazas bzz zazas natas natas zazas zazas... bzz to forget what? To forget... what? To forget..."
13.
The stars are keeping their secrets tonight Veiled by gray clouds, the laughing goddess spins The cosmic loom (womb) weaves (leaves) the roots of the tree ov life Through this darkness shines an unseen light WE TRACE THE SIGN WE TRACE THE SIGN WITH THE BLOOD AND THEN THE WINE AWAIT WITH SHINING KNIVES, THE KILLING OV TIME Gird your heart, within serpent’s body coil’d Black dragon scales blooded & oil’d Our smile a mask in a foreign land Release flows from the broken hand WE TRACE THE SIGN WE TRACE THE SIGN WITH THE BLOOD AND THEN THE WINE AWAIT WITH SHINING KNIVES, THE KILLING OV TIME The stars are weeping, we are weeping tonight Veiled by gray clouds, the laughing god cries out Peals of mirth that haunt this place from the depths inside Pointed daggers drawn towards the infinite WE TRACE THE SIGN, WE TRACE THE SIGN, WITH THE BLOOD AND THE WINE AWAIT WITH SHINING LIVES THE KILLING OV TIME

about

Gratitude
My dearest and most heartfelt thanks to all of the sponsors that
funded this project. Recording and producing an album during
the plague was not easy, but y'all made it much easier - I could
not have done it without the generosity of my family, friends, and
community.

My deepest thanks and blessings go out to each and every one of
you who supported my efforts at this unusual time. Whether it be
through pre-ordering a copy of this album, donating time, $, or
lending your talent and skill to the production of small flames -
blessed be.

I epecially want to thank by name my family & dearest friends
for being so very supportive of this effort: my wife Samantha,
parents Kirk & Su, adoptive gandmother-mentor Sherry Nāmakaola
Mayrent, my step-daughter Nrya Song for recording such a
beautiful version of Candlelight, Dr. $ick for giving so much of his
musical soul to this album, & Shoshona King for always being there
for my Sunday Squeezebox Serenade! Much thanks to Ham-jam
founder & inventor Darren Fire-eye, & all the other amazing players
who joined me in the studio: Tom Crail, Michael Rubin, Eldridge
Goins, David Ansel, and Gary Linsdsay.

Thanks to Matt Smith at 6-string Ranch Studio for his expert skill
& practical advice during production.

Artist's Statement
Most of us are confronted daily with fears about what we are
doing with our lives - Where is the meaning? What is the
meaning? What's the point... I hope that with this work, you may
find inspiration and hope, to find that what you do has deeper
meaning than you had thought possible.

We are constantly re-creating this world in our image, in our
imaginations, just as the old story goes. The world we live in was
created, and us, humanity, in spiraling mirror image illusions,
through the generations.

Our confusion comes out of the illusory nature of reality, and
how we comprehend our world. When we realize that our
fundamental preconceptions & perceptions of reality largely
determine our experience of that reality, we can begin to repair
ourselves, and in the bigger picture, the world.

Small flames is dedicated to that subtle spiritual experience of
candlelight that sparks warmth, hearth, home, ritual, creativity,
& new growth from within us all.

Best Wishes,
Dylan McNeill Goldberg Blackthorn

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released April 1, 2021

All songs & tunes written and / or composed by Dylan Blackthorn
Produced by Dylan Blackthorn
Recorded, mixed, & mastered by Matt Smith at 6-String Ranch studio in Austin, Texas.
Dylan Blackthorn - lead vocal, accordion, ukulele
Nrya Song - lead vocal, ukulele
Samantha Blackthorn - flute, tinwhistle, xylophone, backing vocal
Dr. $ick - fiddle, guitar, musical saw, percussion, backing vocal
Tom Crail - Bass, Tuba
Michael Rubin - Encylopediae Harmonicae, backing vocal
Eldridge Goins - Drums, backing vocal
Special guests:
David Ansel - Cimbalom, "Float" & "Bessarabian Traffic Jam"
Gary Lindsey - backing vocal, "Silver Halo Blues"

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Dylan Blackthorn Austin, Texas

Accordion-driven singer, songwriter, composer, and band leader at THAT Damned Band, Thee Harlequine, & Mazel Tov Kocktail Hour.
Part time Quantum Mechanic with 999 EYES FREAKSHOW & SURREAL SIDESHOW.
Austiner Klezmer Bund member since 2013.
TIME TRAVELER'S Local 999 since 2030.
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