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The Heresiarch's Breakfast

by DOUG the Eagle

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LITTLE BIG CAT Main headline, the story to see A huge feline has just broken free He’s mean and vicious and tall as a truck And if he finds you, well you’re out of luck So get down on your knees and pray: ‘Cause the little big cat got away Shut windows and bolt all the doors The big, bad lynx is roaming the moors But what’s that shadow? Is he over there? He’s death on four legs (well, if you’re a hare) So come on Annie, get your noose There’s a little big cat on the loose (Instrumental, including ‘What if a day?’ by Thomas Campion) Most headlines are out of control You’d think he could suck out your soul He’s small and nervous, and they’re on his track And when he’s hungry, he’ll likely come back I guess he has to have his fun There’s a little big cat on the run
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Born Without Wings I was born without wings I was born without wings I was born without wings, but they still want me dead What does it mean when your hair is all green And the wise men say that it's a sign of evil Where can you roam when you've lost your home And every friendly face goes dark and draws a crossbow I was born without wings I was born without wings I was born without wings, but they still want my head I was born without wings I was born without wings I was born without wings, but they still want me dead What can you do when you're coloured blue Which all the heroes say means you were born a monster They want your head because your eyes are red Which all the wise men say means you're the child of demons I was born without wings I was born without wings I was born without wings, but they still want me dead
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TRANSFINITE STATE MACHINE I was sitting at a bar in Thanet, talking to my mate from another planet We had some drinks and then we ordered food And I asked my mate a question while he was in the mood I said, “My little robot is driving me insane. He hasn’t got a soul because he hasn’t got a brain. What can I do to make him come to life?” And the sandwiches arrived and then he stabbed them with a knife and he said “T. F. S. M. You need a transfinite state machine – and that should solve your problem” “Consciousness is an energy field induced by neural impulses at a specific frequency which causes the soul to coalesce around it like cosmic debris collecting around an accretion disk. You’ll have to implement your brain as an ASIC or a similar analogue technology. Don’t use digital modelling. Because, well, you can model a power plant down to the quantum level, but it will never generate a single Watt of actual power and a consciousness-bearing device has the same problem.” I wrote schematics down on a handkerchief He took one of the sandwiches and spat out all the beef I figured – while I’m getting all this alien technology I’d ask him if he knew the trick of immortality. So I said, “My fleshy body will age and fade away The world is full of wonders and I’d really like to stay. What can I do to keep me young and nice?” And then he finished off his drink and started playing with the ice and he said “T. F. S. M. You need a transfinite state machine And this is how you transfer your consciousness into it...”
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Prodigal Son 06:01
Prodigal Son This is the tale of the Prodigal Son Now let it end as it has begun Start at the start... Speak Reach the end and stop Son - What have you done? Son - Why did you run? The Prodigal Son, the Prodigal Son We’re all waiting for the Prodigal Son So... where did you go? Now - Roast fatted cow The Prodigal Son, the Prodigal Son We’re all waiting for the Prodigal Son
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An Angry God (Tears of Joy) I gazed down from Heaven on a bright and sunny day Just to find out what My Faithful do when God has looked away They decreed a day of rest where none would work and none would play And they gathered all together on that shining sunny day And the people stood as one, every woman, man and boy And they each shed a tear, and the tear was a tear of joy Tears of joy... First they slew the ones who dared to speak My holy name Then they slaughtered all their children since they’d just grow up the same They beheaded all the men who were in love with other men Then they piked their heads to warn the others – don’t try that again Next they took the priests who didn’t worship as they say And they branded them as heretics And did their best to drive them all away And the people stood as one, every woman, man and boy And they each shed a tear, and the tear was a tear of joy Tears of joy... The heresiarch of the northern rise Is the only one whose words aren’t lies The heresiarch of the northern hill Is the only one who does My will The heresiarch of the northern rise Is the only one whose words are wise The heresiarch of the northern hill Is the only one who does My will I came down from Heaven As the moon obscured the sun Demonstrating My displeasure At the things that they had done First I slew the ones who killed And tortured in My name And the people prayed and worshipped As I stood forth to proclaim Yeah And the people stood as one Every woman, man and boy And they each shed a tear And the tear was a tear of joy Tears of joy... AND I DECREE THAT: The heresiarch of the northern land Has assumed control at my command ...and they each shed a tear And the tear was a tear of joy

about

I think this is my thirteenth full album - to be honest I'm starting to lose track.
In some ways this is part 2 of 'Evil Songs for Evil People', the studio hasn't changed radically since that album. Upgrades that have been made included a better mixing desk, as well as adding 24 channels of noise gating and replacing the multitrack's horrible potted output drivers with upgraded ones from Brian Roth, all of which have helped reduce the noise problems that plagued the start of 'Red Queen Rising' on the last album.

'The Heresiarch's Breakfast' has for a long time been the working title for the next album, at least as far back as 'The Mythical Creatures Exhibition' so in some ways it's kind of cool to finally use that title for real.
On the other hand, it made designing a cover really awkward. Kudos for Merlin for managing to cook something up, combining the concepts of 'Little Big Cat' and 'An Angry God' to produce something which is quite arresting.

Hope you enjoy it.

PDF booklet available here: dougtheeagle.com/thb/heresiarch.pdf

credits

released March 5, 2017

All songs written and performed by J. P. Morris, Copyright (C)2016
Recorded using the Old Ways at The Lab, Cwmbran 2016
Mixed 17-18 Nov. 2016. Mastering by Alex Balzama at Swift Solutions, Feb 2017

Greetings go out to Keaton, Ren, Wuff, Chaosmage, Sofox, Merlin and co.
Also Flaviu the lynx. Thanks go out to the Rosegarden team, to Brian Roth and all at Pyral, ATR, MRL and co for keeping the analogue dream alive. Apologies to Thomas Campion.
Ian’s Industrial Breakfast courtesy Dr. I. Morris. Cover by Merlin Missingham, logo by Luke Turner. Organ recorded at St. Grod’s.
Recorded on SM900 tape, mixed to ATR Mastering tape.

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