There’s “O Death” by Dock Boggs (1920s). “See That My Grave Is Kept Clean” by Blind Lemon Jefferson (1927). “The Gallis Pole” by Lead Belly (1939). “Bury Me Beneath The Willow” by Woody Guthrie (1944). “Long Black Veil” by Lefty Frizzell (1959). “Death Letter Blues” by Son House (1965). Then this, our nod to these so-called dark nights of the soul. The electric guitars cast a tall, dark shadow. The lyrics? They’re as good as buried. CK

Photo by Craig Konyu

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck & Craig Konyu
Released April 1, 2014

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The backing: Craig Konyu
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric: Peter Buck
The slide: Peter Buck
The shaker: Peter Buck
The claves: Peter Buck

LYRICS:

Ah, dig a hole.
Staring at the bottom.
With nowhere to go.

Ah, look out below.
Lean upon this bottle.
Till it breaks us all.

And as sure as the sweet sun sets in her eyes.

Ah, these trees won’t grow.
With the sky above us falling, falling.
Falling, falling slow.

And as sure as the sweet sun sets in her eyes.

Ah, dig a hole.
With the night around us growing, growing.
Growing, growing cold.

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