Scorched Earth Policy (Mixtape)

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SCORCHED EARTH POLICY MIXTAPE / DIGITAL ALBUM

NOTE: THIS IS A DIGITAL-ONLY ALBUM. THERE IS NO CD VERSION CURRENTLY AVAILABLE.

Ever since his music was featured in Quentin Tarantino's film Django Unchained as well as the Discovery Channel and the National Geographic Channel, Brother Dege (AKA Dege Legg) can no longer lay claim to being "one of the best kept secrets in the Deep South." Dege is a musician, writer, workingman and heir to a long line of unusual characters born and raised in the southern U.S. Like the mad lovechild of Son House, Faulkner and Patti Smith, Legg has burned a crooked trail to the Promised Land. Avoiding traditional career paths, he has spent as much time exploring the backwoods weirdness of his home state as he has forging his own brand of incendiary, "psyouthern" roots music. The journeys are parallel. Since the late '90s, Dege has pushed slide, resonators, and the Deep South, kicking and screaming into the 21st century, melding elements of folk, Delta blues, punk, rock, metal, hippie ragas and outlaw county into one blasted, raw whole.

Following his two previous acclaimed solo efforts (2009's Folk Songs Of The American Longhair & 2013's How To Kill A Horse) Brother Dege is now set to release a unique digital mixtape entitled Scorched Earth Policy, featuring a mix of newly recorded studio songs, demos, covers and field recordings.

Dege explains the idea behind his new digital mixtape project, "I'm a big fan of southern rap culture, especially DJ Screw (Houston) and screw tapes. I love how hip-hop has bred this vibrant mixtape culture, rapping over each other's beats and songs. Some of the songs are raw and unmastered and of varying quality, but I love that."

"In no way am I trying to rap, I'm paying tribute to the culture of the modern south and mix tapes, and just applying that idea to the realm of the slide guitar, delta blues and experimentalism."

"In the modern world of Pro-tools recording, there's an overemphasis on things being perfect. Things do not have to be perfect. Much of this obsession with perfection has sucked the soul out of a lot of bands. New music can be raw and flawed - warts and all - and still releasable to the public."

ALBUM: SCORCHED EARTH POLICY
BROTHER DEGE MIXTAPE
Production: Tony Daigle and Dege Legg
Engineering: Dege Legg and Tony Daigle (drums)
Recorded at various home studios and unorthodox locations

Track List:

NEW SONGS
01 SCORCHED EARTH INTRO
02 SET IT OFF
03 THE DAY I WAS BORN
04 YELLABONE
05 TOWER OF BABEL
06 REVOLUTION

COVERS
07 SUPERNAUT (Black Sabbath from Vol. 4)
08 POWERLINE (Husker Du from New Day Rising)

SPOKEN WORD
09 THE ZATAN BOYS

DEMOS
10 JONES FOR WAR
11 SPEAKING TONGUES
12 WAY OF THE LAMB
13 HAUNTED HEART
14 BOMBS AWAY
15 FLOWER POWER CHAIN GANG
16 THE PROMISED LAND

FIELD RECORDINGS
17 OPERATION: MELLOW
18 MAMOU
19 YINNING ON A YANG


More Dege info:

Grammy-nominated Brother Dege's (Django Unchained, 2013) Scorched Earth Policy is the slamming summertime mix tape of 2014. Inspired by the scorching heat and humidity of the Deep South and the mixtape culture surrounding it, Scorched Earth Policy is a massive double album (19 tracks) that radiates all things summer: the mountain-pounding heat, swimming in the river, blasting metal riffs, road trips, falling in love, throwing down, and above all sweating under the MILEWIDESUN. Scorched Earth Policy is a Riff circus of burn burning, slide-delta blues, rock and roll, psych, and southern folk - all of it laced with some black chowder distortion, eerie slide guitars, and MORE RIFFS. Summer is about Riffing. The album includes five new songs, two covers (Black Sabbath and Husker Du), tons of demos, field recordings, and a spoken word collage. As usual, all of these tracks were recorded by Legg in odd, nontraditional places: trailerparks, warehouses, sheds, open fields, and even a pond. This is the jam, people! Double album. MFing rock & roll. 19 tracks. And more riffs than you can fit in Riffelstiltskin rucksack.

Production: Tony Daigle & Dege Legg
Engineering: Tony Daigle & Dege Legg

Instrumentation:
Dege Legg: vocals, slide, resonators, electric guitar, bass, percussion, and sounds
Howie Wells: guitar on "Day I Was Born"
Danny Devillier: drums on "Yellabone" and "Day I Was Born"
Seth Rung: bass on "Yellabone" and "Day I Was Born"
Stephen Gardner: drums on "Tower of Babel"


Full of raging, dirt-earth pounding slabs of swamp heat, haunted redemption, and bell towers of experimentation, Brother Dege's albums Folk Songs of the American Longhair, How to Kill a Horse, and Scorched Earth Policy are tour de force artworks that rage from barn burners to ancient Delta blues meditations to whirlwind slide guitar hurricanes. Like the Delta masters, it is emotion-packed, imperfect, flawed, desperate, yet insanely alive and vibrating with an X-variable hidden deep in our human core.

Avoiding pricey studios, Legg recorded his previous two albums and the newly released Scorched Earth Policy in nontraditional spaces such as sheds, old houses, warehouses, trailerparks, and open fields. Much like the field recordings of Alan Lomax, Legg's music tunnels into the ancient mysteries of pre-war blues and its devil-obsessed masters. His last three albums are quickly being heralded as the Delta-slide, millennial reboot for generations to come.


Track Notes:

SCORCHED EARTH INTRO
collage arranged and edited by Dege Legg

SET IT OFF
recorded: the warehouse and Electrick Comoland
Dege Legg: vocals, slide/resonator, bass
Danny Devillier: drums

DAY I WAS BORN (SAINTS OF OLD)
recorded: the warehouse and Electrick Comoland
Dege Legg: vocals, steel resonator
Howie Wells: guitar
Seth Rung: bass
Danny Devillier: drums

YELLABONE
recorded: warehouse and Electric Comoland
Dege Legg: vocals, steel resonator
Howie Wells: guitar
Seth Rung: bass
Danny Devillier: drums

TOWER OF BABEL
recorded: the warehouse
Dege Legg: vocals, guitars, bass
Stephen Gardner: drums

REVOLUTION
recorded: the warehouse
Dege Legg: vocals, guitars, bass
Stephen Gardner: drums

COVERS
SUPERNAUT (Black Sabbath)
recorded: the warehouse
Dege Legg, vocals, slide, guitars, bass, drums

POWERLINE (Husker Du)
recorded: the warehouse
Dege Legg, vocals, slide, guitars, bass, drums


SPOKEN WORD
THE ZATAN BOYS: spoken word reading from the Dege Legg’s book The Battle Hymn of the Good Ol’HIllbilly Zatan Boys book. Published 2000.
Recorded: the warehouse

DEMOS
JONES 4 WAR
Recorded: trailerpark
Dege Legg: vocals, slide, harmonica

SPEAKING TONGUES
Recorded: trailerpark
Dege Legg: vocals, slide, percussion

HAUNTED HEART
Recorded: Santeria Hell House
Dege Legg: vocals, slide, percussion

BOMBS AWAY
Recorded: trailerpark
Dege Legg: vocals, guitar, percussion

WAY OF THE LAMB
Recorded: trailerpark
Dege Legg: vocals, sitar-guitar, percussion

FLOWER POWER CHAIN GANG
Recorded: Youngsville, LA
Dege Legg: vocals, guitar

THE PROMISED LAND
Recorded: Santeria Hell House
Dege Legg: vocals, slide, percussion


FIELD RECORDINGS / SCAPES
OPERATION: HAVE U NEVER BEEN MELLOW
Recorded at fishing pond, 2009, Mamou, LA

MAMOU
Recorded in backwoods clearing, Mamou, Louisiana, 2010

YINNING ON A YANG
Recorded at fishing pond, 2009 Mamou

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released September 22, 2014

Production: Tony Daigle & Dege Legg
Mixing & mastering: Tony Daigle at Electric Comoland Studio
Engineering: Dege Legg

Instrumentation:
Dege Legg: vocals, slide, resonators, electric guitar, bass, percussion, and sounds
Howie Wells: guitar on "Day I Was Born"
Danny Devillier: drums on "Yellabone" and "Day I Was Born"
Seth Rung: bass on "Yellabone" and "Day I Was Born"
Stephen Gardner: drums on "Tower of Babel"

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Brother Dege (AKA Dege Legg) is one of the best kept secrets in the Deep South. Legg has burned a crooked trail to the Promised Land, pushing slide Delta Blues into the 21st century, melding elements of folk, Delta blues, punk, rock, metal, hippie ragas, and outlaw county into one blasted, raw whole. ... more

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Track Name: Scorched Earth Intro
Audio collage. No lyrics.
Track Name: Yellabone
YELLABONE
Tell you what
You tell me why
Stack them up
Break high
You always get what you want
Sometimes you say jump
How high
You think you want me to go?

No matter what
No matter why
It goes up
Don't deny you always
get what you want
Somtimes ain't enough
But the way you give and take
is so rough

She goes on and on and on
Yeah, my yellabone,
you know she goes on
She goes on and on and on
Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb

No matter what
Don't matter why
Just show up
I got to follow
before you leave me behind
To catch up
To get mine
Can I climb up
to the top of your throne

She goes on and on and on
Yeah, my yellabone,
You know she goes on
She goes on and on and on
Yeah, my yellabone, she be the bomb
Track Name: Tower of Babel
TOWER OF BABEL
Revolution
Calling up the real revolution
Track Name: Revolution
REVOLUTION
Rev Rev Rev...
Revolution
Revolution
Revolution
Apolitical
Twice the mythical
Thrice the mystical
To get to the luminal
To hear all my live not know now
To hear all my live not know now
I got to find the real revolution
Revolution


lyrics & music: Dege Legg
Track Name: Supernaut
SUPERNAUT
(music & lyrics by Black Sabbath, reinterpreted by Dege Legg)
I want to reach out and touch the sky
I want to touch the sun but I don’t need to fly
I’m gonna climb up every mountain on the moon
And trip away the day where freak witches groove
Where freak witches groove

I’ve crossed the ocean at every bend
I’ve found the plastic at the golden rainbows end
Done blown my magic in the dead reality
I lived a thousand years, it never could bother me
Never could bother me

Got no religion, got no friends
Got all I want and don’t need to pretend
Don’t try to reach because I’ve blown out my mind
I’ve seen the future and then left it so far behind
So far behind…

(chant)
Track Name: Powerline
POWERLINE (music & lyrics by Husker Du)
Track Name: The Zatan Boys
THE ZATAN BOYS
(from the novel The Battle Hymn of the Good Ol'Hillbilly Zatan Boys)
This here’s the story of the good old hillbilly Zatan boys. These old boys were wild. And they had guns. And they'd been itching for one of them thar Branch-Davidian Freakouts for a long time. But that freakout never really came around, so they kept doing as they'd always done...just hanging round the mountain, killing time and eating snakemeat and squatting by the fire. Sipping straight White Jesus shine from a dirty cup with a leg propped up on a deadcar. Deadcar. Deadcar. Deadcar. So yeah, you get the idea. It was slow going on the mountain. Boys was tripped out...way up in the thick of the backwoods. You had to stay busy or the nights roasted you like a sickly chicken and them nights were followed by big old mountain pounding days that'd have you sniveling for the reapers seeds and swearing that the sun had wires in it...what with the buzz and scrape of insects buzzing round your brains. Crawling up your skin. It was hard going up on the mountain, but country mountain folks got to survive. And they just did what had to be done. They was some hard folks. Because times was hard. But no harder than the smelly greasy heads of the good old hillbilly Zatan boys. They stitched a wicked strangeness and rode the ghost of it out of the backwoods, mulching humping rotten stumps and porn-fornicating on the dark blanket of the moist hills. Just having a good old time...all while maniacally exploring the bizarre circus of dementia lodged far back in the twisted creeks of their minds. This is their story and this is their battle hymn: The Battle Hymn of the Good Ol'Hillbilly Zatan Boys.
Track Name: Jones For War
JONES FOR WAR

See no evil
Cause war's in season
Like spring or treason
All the atom bombs around the world
Strange men in a stranger world

Black night dreaming
I’m tired of thinking
of all the meanings
All the loaded guns around the world
Aimed upon the flags unfurled

Make me see no evil at all
They want to sell your blood for oil
Make me see no evil at all
Stacking up the blood money
They got the Jones for war

See no evil
Cause greed’s in season
My TV is sleeping
in the land free
and the home of the fear
The mother of all bombs
in the air

Old money dreaming
It’s stuck and scheming
Now who’re you believing
The cowboy crooks or the billionaires
Victim or villain or bombardier

Stacking up up the blood money
They got the Jones for war
Track Name: Speaking Tongues
SPEAKING TONGUES
(listener interpretation)
Track Name: Way of the Lamb
WAY OF THE LAMB
Maria slits the dawn
I’m almost no one
No one like the unknown lamb
In the shadows of man
In forgotten holes
Where even animals
surrender their command

This crown of thorns
This cross to the strange
Stranger than you wanted
Strange like the way of the lamb

I am powerless emotion
I am swinging from the night
The moon is on a string
I know you want it now
When the carnival of voices
Drowns the small talk and the jive
Just like the way of the lamb

Can you dig the World War Zero
Like a man?
I tore the crown of thorns
From my head
It was such a drag
Now I’m free of all the bullshit
I know you’ll understand
Just like the way of the lamb

A crown of thorns
A cross to the strange
All the nameless gospels
All the faceless names
Of the lamb

Maria slits the dawn
I’m almost no one
I’m almost no one
Track Name: Haunted Heart
HAUNTED HEART
Good night to masquerades
And whispers in the dark
Why would you want to save me
I’m already gone

Last of the longshot burnouts
Racing for tomorrow
It’s my last chance
Before the murder of the dawn
Haunted Heart

Tonight the stars parade
Brighter than before
Tell Jesus not to save me
I’m already gone
Last of the longshot burnouts
Racing for the dawn
It’s my last chance
Before the murder of the dawn
and my haunted heart

It’s my last chance
Haunted heart
Track Name: Bombs Away
BOMBS AWAY
Bombs away
in the new year
I’m feeling kind of strange
in the millennium
Let me count the ways
of a new fear
Something’s gonna come
And drag you away
Where does it end and you begin?

It’s a radio wasteland
From sea to sea
The wave pool sucked
in the American dream
Down the Tarot card halls
Puppets and numbers
A smile or a scar
on a magazine
It’s only flesh it falls
Just like the vanity of youth
it calls to you in a scream

Where does it end and you begin?
You need a villain to be a victim
in the wasteland

I shot my love today
She was talking ‘bout
The seventh sign
of an Armageddon
Turning water to wine
And word to stone
Point out the way
to the end of the world
Waiting for the day
of the chosen one
Who knows?
Maybe he won’t come

You were drunk in the rain
On blood Monday
Singing under a cloud
to an orphan god
Telling me your sob story
Heard it lately
Last call, we got them two for one
And three is always a crowd
Some day maybe
Natural selection’s
Going to weed us out

You need a villain
to be a victim in the wasteland

We got to leave
All romance in the past
We got to leave
All victories to chance
Where does it end
And you begin?
Track Name: Flower Power Chain Gang
FLOWER POWER CHAIN GANG
Can you feel the love inside of me?
In a world full of hateful things
In the darkness where the child lays
We’re on the flower power chain gang

Can you feel the hate inside of me?
In a world filled with crumbling things
I’m so free, man, it hurts to wake
Down on the flower power chain gang

It’s a big old world that makes us slaves
Come on and grind me down the highway
Tonight we lay it all to waste
on the flower power chain gang
Track Name: The Promised Land
THE PROMISED LAND
Yeah, blood’s cheap
and I’m weak, white, and greasy
Just looking for a hole
I can’t sleep,
Watching Jesus wink
Momma says
I got to get some help
or go
I got to go
Just looking for a hole

Check that sales chicken
Stands ten tall
Bring it down back to the jail
I call it home
You know why

Yeah, the radio sings me to sleep
Short and sweet
Swinging down lower
That we go

The more you need
The worse you bleed
Got to read it and weep
Drop it down in a hole
Just looking for a hole

Water into wine
Sheeps to the slaughter
Pearls to the swine
Redemption for a dollar
Gone burn a trail
Burn a trail to the Promised land
We leave tomorrow

Park my trash can
On Piccolo street
Quarter slots and blackjack odds
Hail to the Promised Land
Burn a trail
Track Name: Operation: Have You Never Been Mellow?
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Track Name: Mamou
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Track Name: Yanning on a Yang
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