Shades of Blue and Green

by Salute to the Salmon

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All songs recorded in Seattle, WA, in the early months of 2015, except for Love You Back (recorded in Olympia, WA, some time in 2014) and Istanbul Thunderstorm (recorded in Istanbul, Turkey on 17 June, 2015).

Goodnight Sweet Jane recorded live from Jane Kroger's bedroom.

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released September 23, 2015

cover art by Erin Tanner

mastered by Nathan Gibson

Yex - electric ukulele, melodica on Twice to Calvary and Ode to Mitosis, guitar on Twice to Calvary, Hawaiian tremoloa on Permiter Musings, cümbüş cura (cümbüş saz) on Istanbul Thunderstorm, electronic tambura, vox

Haley Ryan Williams - melodica


All songs by Jonathan David Kroger, except:

Cinnamon Man - lyrics by Erin Tanner (from "In an Imaginary Holiday World"), music by Jonathan David Kroger

You Can't Erase a Mirror - lyrics by Jerry McMillen, music by Bob Holland and Jerry McMillen, first performed by Children of the Mushroom

Ode to Mitosis - (taken from "A Very Cellular Song") words and music by Mike Heron, first performed by The Incredible String Band

Goodnight Sweet Jane - music (theme music from "East of Eden") by Leonard Rosenman, lyrics (as "Goodnight Sweet Jonathan") by Melissa Kroger, adapted by Jonathan David Kroger

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Salute to the Salmon Seattle, Washington

Yex and Haley Ryan making music for the Cascadian revolution.

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Track Name: Twice to Calvary
I went twice to Calvary
all the while in a daze
I bought salep at a stand
all the while I was amazed

I am not a good performer
try my best to be a man
blueish dreams envelop me
sometimes I feel I cannot stand

lay down your violence
lay in the sand
like the Christmas Truce
in No Man's Land

I went twice to Calvary
all the while praising God
pilgrims looked at me with confusion
I would smile and I'd nod

I didn't touch the Wailing Wall
I was afraid I'd start a fight
Ben Ami didn't mind my beard
everything turned out all right
Track Name: Wolf Moon
moon obscured by clouds
silently exerting her influence
over me

offerings of tobacco
to Grandmother Momoy
love me

glowing like a shelter
shivering like escape
frightened of the Tarot
looking for a way

wait for holidays
keep your eyes open for crow sightings
where are we?

get to bed early
or stay up doing nothing at all
oh dear

boredom stumbling loudly
ecstasy's embrace
fuzzy like a mystic
why am I awake?

wind down for the evening
fall asleep to blue-green Medieval chants
love me

oh what have become of all the people
you have ever known?
oh what have become of the people
you have known?
Track Name: Cinnamon Man
words by Erin Tanner

there he is, here he be, cinnamon man
with basket of cinnamon stick branches from trees
a sack lets dust upon toast
we let fall butterside up.
He who dances with fate
He who controls the spice
He who shall replenish the spice
and us everyday misplacing the jar
shouting out a curse
"Cinnamon man please come back!"
Spice mortal
fresh ground life force
conscious granule of the universe

o how it goes
Track Name: Perimeter Musings, or: Cigarette Interlude
ants ascend legs
pausing briefly at stomach
laying their eggs
taking stock of surroundings
and minuscule miracles
fall like hot cocoa
and the soldiers are trapped
in the chocolate rain

porous but dry
the sponge dreams of the sea
and he pauses to sigh
as infections occur
and stunning soliloquies
fizzle like antacids
regurgitated
for later digestion

and sometimes I feel that I’m
stuck on the perimeter
always outside of your kitchen sublime
and sometimes I feel that I’m
right in the thick of it
I mustn’t forget to write down all of my dream s

harried but hallowed
the bundles of daydreams are
fuel for the flames of
realization’s release
and musical monotone
summons a symphony
which is reduced
to a tune like a breeze

and sometimes I feel that I’m
trapped on the edges
locked out of rooms of our mutual design
and sometimes I feel that I’m
right in the midst of it
I’ll always remember to make up new words