Utah EP

by Bird Eater

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From the ghostly deserts of Utah

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released June 28, 2007

Recorded at the Boars Nest by Andy Patterson
Mastered at New Alliance East by Nick Zampiello
Artwork by Josh Winegar and Anthony Lucero

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Bird Eater Salt Lake City, Utah

Bird Eater is centered around the western desert we grew up in. Utah has been our home since early childhood and it's full of beauty and legend. Some of massacre, some folklore, and others, ghost stories. The desert is a brutal and unforgiving place... And we draw our inspiration from that and from those who have walked it before us. ... more

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Track Name: Bovine Flesh Dance
The cattle trailor? All the beasts are dead. Some bones have pushed through the gray skin and clumps of hair. Scorpions are dancing in the puddles of gore seeping under the rig. All of the driver's blood is his own. Don't put that clown paint on me when I die you dismal fucks.
Bovine flesh dance.
Track Name: Questions For a Ghost Maker
Know it was a pearl handed pistol grip with a gun metal blue barrel. Did he choke or spit blood? Did you see his face? Did he suffer? Fuck your one horse, one stoplight, redneck town of sheep and tumble weed. Your son may have pulled the trigger, but you left the gun on the table, Officer. After you're fed to the worms and dug up by the wolves, I hope his mother of pearl ghost eats you up.
Track Name: It Takes Days to Boil the Bones
I cut my teeth on a Colt 45. You cut your arms. I'll make you some ghosts. I'll make you so many ghosts. I took the lung and broke two ribs. It felt like roots under a shovel. I left the rest white man buffalo style. It takes days to boil the bones.
Track Name: The Crying Witch (La Llorona)
I hear her at my back door crying her eyes out and clawing at the screen. She is the wondering spirit of every broken mother. She is the siren of the desert, feeding men to the dogs. Cursed to perform eternal retribution with her own slender hands on all men for driving her to drown her children. Now she is full of poison milk. Pray the the virgin keeps you from the demon, from the weeping beggar of the children, and the embrace of the unholy. Pray the the virgin keeps you from the unholy.