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Kevin Vrieze This album is a great blend of New St. George Band, Stan Rogers, Tamarack, GBS, Schooner Fare, in the background which gives accent to a superbly done collection of tunes that are uniquely theirs. Great fun to hear many, many, times. Favorite track: Whiskey is the Life of Man.
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The Brigantine Janie Meneely Ease ’er down, two points off the starboard bow See her topsails pulling as she’s closing from the west Dark as tar, let’s pray she’s just some fishing scow A night like this could sprout a few more hairs upon your chest It’s all hands on deck, now, ready with the running gear We’ll bring our head around and we’ll damn well try to run Friend or foe, she’s got no reason being here Cutting cross our bow like some hellion on the run Steady boys, I can’t exactly make her out Looks to be a brigantine, I think I see her spars Lively now, we may just have to come about I wish to Hell they’d show a light and tell us who they are She’s got her royals flying with the wind right off her quarterdeck Here we’re barely making way with zephyrs from the north For all the years we’ve been at sea—or been around the water, heck I think we’re seeing something we ain’t never seen before The old timers tell us all about the spectre ships they’ve seen We just sit and listen and we hide our guffaws in our sleeves Tonight might make us wonder just what it is we do believe Can you see? There’s someone standing at the wheel Looks to be the starlight reflecting from his eyes Big as life—and laughing like he’s fit to kill Did anybody notice? There ain’t no stars tonight She’s got her royals flying with the wind right off her quarterdeck Here we’re barely making way with zephyrs to the north For all the years we’ve been at sea—or been around the water, heck I think we’re seeing something we ain’t never seen before Watch her go--did she even see us here? Prowling through the darkness like some demon on the outs Leave her go. Let’s set our course for outta here I’d just as soon not hang around in case she comes about It’s all hands on deck, now, ready with the running gear We’ll bring her head around and we’ll damn well try to run Friend or foe, she’s got no reason being here Cutting cross our bow like some hellion on the run The old timers tell us all about the spectre ships they’ve seen We just sit and listen and we hide our guffaws in our sleeves Tonight might make us wonder just what it is we do believe
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From the poem by C. Fox Smith "Shanghai" Brown, "Shanghai" Brown! 
The Skipper of the Harvest Moon is rampin' round the town 
Looking for some sailormen to beg or steal or borrow- 
Can't get a crew an' he wants to sail tomorrow!'
' Prime seamen's very scarce just now- but where's his money down, 
An I'll see what I can do for him', says "Shanghai" Brown "Shanghai" Brown, "Shanghai" Brown, 
He's sent his touts an' runners out all around the town;
 He's raked in men both high and low, he's got both black and white;
 He's got the Lauderdale's port watch that only berthed last night;
 He's got a brace of farmhands with the hayseeds in their hair; 
He's got a bridegroom and best man, -- what does "Shanghai" care? An' he's shipped 'em in the Harvest Moon, the toughest packet goin', That never gets a sailor man to sign aboard her, knowin',
 With a hardcase drivin' skipper, an a bull-voiced bucko mate, 
By the Shanghai Passage from the Golden Gate They'll be wonderin' in the mornin' what it was they drank last night; They'll be wonderin' what hit 'em if they show an ounce of fight;
 They'll be scoffin' seaboot duff, they'll be suppin' handspike gruel, 
An' dodgin' the belayin'-pins, and cursin' Shanghai cruel; 

But there's one won't wake or wonder, nor scoff no grub at all,
 Nor drag his achin' bones along to tally on the fall'
 Nor jump to please the toughest mate New England ever bred,
 Won’t stand no trick, nor lookout - --- why? Because he's dead!
 "Shanghai" Brown, "Shanghai" Brown! 
He's took an' shipped a corpse away, has "Shanghai" Brown, "Shanghai" Brown, "Shanghai" Brown!
 The Skipper of the Harvest Moon was rampin' round the town
 He couldn’t get a crew and he had to sail today 
Shanghai knew a desperate man would pay 
Prime seamen's very scarce these days!', says "Shanghai" Brown,
 So he took an' shipped a corpse away, has "Shanghai" Brown,
 By the Shanghai Passage, outer 'Frisco Town!
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Low Lands 04:34
Our packet is the Island Lass Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low There’s a laddie howlin’ at the main topmast Lowlands… It’s a bully ship and a bully crew Lowlands… And we’re the gang for to kick ‘er through Our skipper hails from Barbados Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low He’s got the name Old Hammertoes Lowlands… He feeds us bread as hard as brass Lowlands… Our meat’s as salt as Lot’s wife’s ass Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low There’s a monkey rigged in sailor’s clothes Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low Where he got them from God only knows Lowlands… Round Cape Stiff we’re bound to go Lowlands… Round Cape Horn through the ice and snow Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low We’ll haul her high and let her dry Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low We’ll trice her up into the sky Lowlands… It’s up aloft this yard must go Lowlands… Up aloft from down below Lowlands… Thought I heard the old man say… Another pull and then belay… Lowlands me boys and up she goes… Get changed, m boys,to your shore goin’ clothes Lowlands…
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High Ground 04:04
High Ground Brian Bedford Bad Water flowing -- big river growing everyone's going to High Ground Bad river racing -- white water chasing time to be facing High Ground Bad weather coming--big river humming everyone's running to High Ground Black shrouds are shedding---deep water spreading everyone's heading for High Ground Rain Rain go away... Bad winds are waking--Big storms are breaking everyone's taking the High Ground Bad times arriving--Deep water diving everyone's driving to High Ground Storm clouds are growing ---Flash lightning glowing everyone's going to High Ground Dark thoughts are weaving--Strange thoughts of grieving everyone's leaving for High Ground Rain Rain go away... Bad River flowing--big river growing everyone's going to High Ground Bad river racing--white water chasing time to be facing High Ground
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Shanties on a Rock 'n' Rolling Sea
Traditional sea shanties share a number of qualities with rock and roll -- driving rhythms, catchy, memorable choruses. Sing along!

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released March 4, 2013

Felicia Dale: hurdy-gurdy, fiddle, whistle, vocals
William Pint: guitar, octave mandolin, vocals
Dan Mohler: bass guitars, background vocals
T.J. Morris: drums, background vocals
Jay Kenney: keyboards, special effects, background vocals
Patrick Strole: electric guitar, percussion
Tania Opland: fiddle, background vocals
Sue Tinney: harmony vocals
Produced by Patrick Strole
Engineered and recorded by Jay Kenney, Audio Logic Studios, Seattle
Mastered by John McCaig, panicStudios

Thanks to Chris Bingham and the Bone Poets Orchestra

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