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Missouri Woods (LP)

by Jim Younger's Spirit

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    JIM YOUNGER'S SPIRIT

    Dark psychedelic country-folk from France

    Missouri Woods is our first album, totally self-produced.
    The nine songs were recorded and mixed in a French studio, and mastered in the USA (near Boston), by New Alliance East.
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  • Missouri Woods CD (200 copies but no more copies left, sorry girls and boys!)
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Self-produced album, with cover-art by Polar Younger, only 200 copies were released...
    You can find all you need to make your own beautiful CD with the bonus items on this site! All the cover artwork and lyrics are available.

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1.
Here I Go 03:20
HERE I GO The country was so pleasant And sweet to my heart There were farms, fields and horses And a fresh cut-grass smell Then the Jayhawkers They killed my father My sisters were jailed And my brother chased When I was a boy They killed my father My sisters were jailed And my brother chased
2.
LEE'S SUMMIT GRAVES The graves in Lee's Summit They tell a strange story The spirit of Jim Younger Is in the air His brother, he used to tell There was no halfway place with him (x2) The wind, it's blowing out The life and death of this man His gloomy spirits Tortured him 'til the end His brother, he used to tell There was no halfway place with him (x2) Away up and away down, away up and away down No halfway place with him (x2) He could have died on the wooden sidewalks Badly wounded he was jailed For twenty years locked in a cell He chose to die by his own hand His brother, he used to tell There was no halfway place with him (x2) Away up and away down, away up and away down No halfway place with him (x2) He did not die on the wooden sidewalks Nor miserable under a cold steady rain He shot himself in a hotel room Away down away down away down No halfway place with him (ad lib)
3.
COMANCHE GIRL Little Comanche girl Your fate is not of those one could dream Your mother was took in Mexico The tribe needed slaves Now you work hard from dusk 'til dawn Your fate is not of those one could dream Comanche girl Your fate is not of those one could dream Comanche girl Your fate is not of those one could dream Comanche girl Your fate... Young Comanche woman You went in a raid with the warriors Then you saw the wide ocean And the seabirds spoke to you You understood and weren't surprised They made you see the mightiest visions And vivid dreams are in your mind You sit quiet among the Big Men Comanche woman Your fate is going to change Comanche woman Your fate is going to change Comanche woman Your fate... Comanche spirit Your fate is one of those one could dream Comanche spirit Your fate is one of those one could dream Comanche spirit Your fate...
4.
Cosmic 05:24
COSMIC Blissful California and its pleasures are far behind me I had no choice but to stand by my brother I turned into a robber now... Melting into the transient atmosphere of this house and its filthy talk Half naked women walk around, Their flesh of no use to me Some flickering lights in the corners, Vague shadows go back and forth While bodies are getting along with dirty noises and sighs. The piano played old tunes I tried to forget I went out to see the stars, but they were too cold And I couldn't remember your face, Cora Lee. But I don't trust that ruthless man I must keep an eye on him...
5.
MISSOURI WOODS I decided to give the doctor the bullet as a keepsake I wish I had one myself when I was riding the Missouri woods We all needed one during the civil war When we rode the country like bewildered dogs I went to the school of war when I was only sixteen I fought I killed I robbed I was a murderer an outlaw And yet I remember the smell of home I wish I could be there again Down in my Missouri woods again Behind my horse there's a trail of blood And under my brain a bullet lodged How long may I live with a shattered mouth? How long may I live with a shattered mouth? I won't raise the Younger howl again I won't raise the Younger howl again I won't raise the Younger howl again Down in my Missouri woods again Down in my Missouri woods again I won't raise the Younger howl again Down in my Missouri woods again Down in my Missouri woods again
6.
Dodo Boys 05:09
7.
Horses 04:56
HORSES In my dreams I ride along / some boulders haunted by spooks Men who never found their way / on these lost and dry mountains Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4) In my dreams I see / fierce riders mounting black horses Singing loud their death songs / they pray their gods for glory In my dreams my fellows will / be singing my bravery I'll forever haunt the lost and dry mountains Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4) (chorus) Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4) My fire weakens / it's time to wake up, follow the trail and find A place to die / among the ghosts of those brave men Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4) Hunters, rangers, dead Indians Hunters... dead Indians Hunters, rangers, dead Indians Hunters... dead Indians My fire weakens / I see black horses (x4)
8.
October 19th 05:13
OCTOBER 19TH He is given civilian clothes And he goes out of the prison walls But the past isn't dead to him He'll never get back from jail He's a tombstone salesman now Doing paperwork Yet crooks and jailbirds knock at his door And fast women also I spend evenings at my room What am I to do? (x2) So many years were wasted in vain The present is dead to me As God, love and feeling I spend evenings at my room Thinking 'bout the electric streetcar I'm withdrawing from the world I let my spirit go away The struggle is over, is over...
9.
THE RAVEN AND THE WHITE OWL The dragonflies were twirling 'round near the river When the raven and the white owl appeared The moon was full and high What happened to your people? Said the white owl What happened to yours? Said the raven All the tribes were on the warpath And the wise owl and the wise raven couldn't help But watch in sorrow slaughter and despair. Elders did not understand the dreams the white owl and the black raven sent to them They watched in sorrow slaughter and despair. What happened to your people? Said the white owl What happened to yours? Said the raven The old wisdom is gone In a haze of whiskey The old wisdom is gone In the clatter of guns Is gone... What happened to your people? Said the white owl What happened to yours? Said the raven

about

The project

The project is born from Polar's long-time fascination for American history, especially the Civil war and the American Indians.
It found its keystone when she first met (in literary terms) one of the Younger brothers, Jim. His personality struck her, and she decided to build something around his character.

He was a well-born man from Missouri, his father was for the Union, but was killed by Jay-hawkers during the Civil war, while he was carrying US post mail. His elder brother (and most famous), Cole, was in Quantrill guerrilla, and after the war he was a member of the Frank and Jesse James gang. So Jim first went in guerrilla (he was very young), but after that traveled a lot (California, Texas...), trying to settle somewhere. But the past caught him up and he was part of the last James-Younger robbery. The James brothers escaped, but he was caught, with his two brothers, and they were jailed for twenty-some years in Minnesota. He was heavily wounded. The younger brother, Robert, died from tuberculosis in jail. Cole and Jim founded the first prison newspaper in the US. They were freed after 20 years, but Jim never recovered from that time spent in prison and committed suicide not so long after being freed. By the time he was jailed, he read a lot of books, and was interested in socialist and feminist ideas. He left a very odd (considering the mentalities at that time) letter when he killed himself.

As an historian, Polar dug a lot of information to "feed" her lyrics and the whole project. She read a lot of books in French and English about Civil war and the Younger brothers, and read all the judiciary and jail reports about Jim Younger (thanks to mighty Internet!). As she was working on it, she broadened the mind landscape of the project, and added some American Indian features, to show a complementary part of American history.

credits

released January 9, 2014

Members
Polar Younger: vocals, saxophone
Diego Lopez: guitar, bass guitar, drum machine
Kino Frontera: guitar, vocals, drum machine

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Jim Younger's Spirit Aix En Provence, France

Psych rock laced with blues and folk sonorities, telling dark and tragic tales infused with fuzz guitars, acid organs or weird jew’s harp. Based upon historical testimonies or fantasized, our songs are inspired by Jim Younger’s life, an almost limitless backdrop dealing with various historical subjects - Civil War, Indian Wars, social struggles…, or introspective feelings - regrets and redemption. ... more

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