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White Holes Of Mole Hills

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by Ruth Theodore

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White Holes Of Mole Hills is the compelling and anticipated second album by Ruth Theodore, one of the UK's most creative New Folk artists.

Nine entirely original pieces of characterful storytelling delivered with the utmost care and attention, bringing Ruth's wholly considered writing to life.

"Songs so quirky and unexpected that it's impossible to imagine anyone else performing them, following none of the more conventional styles of song-writing. And it actually works." - The Guardian ★★★★

"Breathless vocals, angular, cryptic, and engaging. Beneath the self-conscious eccentricity there's a serious musician." - The Observer on Sunday

"Her tales of broken and strange people can send shivers up the spine." - Q Magazine ★★★

"This is story telling at it's neatest, but messy in design and complicated in spectre. Ruth Theodore pushes boundaries, tests the audience and the ability of music, instruments and words to be more than just a song. This album is evidence of true, distinct talent." - Maverick ★★★★★

"Ani DiFranco and Martha Wainwright are the closest analogues - yet she's more playful and dangerous than either." - Uncut ★★★
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released 15 February 2010
Written, performed and produced by Ruth Theodore

With:

Liz Mitchell / Haruna Komatsu: Clarinets
Clarissa Carlyon: Cello / Melodica
James Hurst: Bass Guitar
Thomas Oldfield: Drums
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tags: acoustic folk singer-songwriter London
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"Songs so quirky and unexpected that it's impossible to imagine anyone else performing them, following none of the more conventional styles of song-writing. And it actually works." - The Guardian ★★★★

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Track Name: False Alarm
rule of thumb
the damage could already be done
but most likely it's a false alarm
siren sounds and stampedes
remind me to stay calm
and remember we are only young

so dig yourself up
old bones old bones
come on we're letting them get away
too afraid to make a big fool of ourselves
we've become withdrawn and more prone to decay

so I'm telling you now if i catch you alone i'll break all your teeth and make you walk home

rule of thumb the damage could already be done
but most likely its a false alarm
siren sounds and stampedes
remind me to stay calm
and remember we are only young
and though leaving as soon
we are far from as doomed
as the few who refuse to believe
that conceived down a backstreet
in a taxi on the back seat
they're only just finding their feet

rule of thumb the damage could already be done
but most likely it's a false alarm
siren sounds and stampedes
remind me to stay calm
and remember we are only young
and though leaving as soon
we are far from as doomed
as the few who refuse to believe
that conceived down a backstreet
in a taxi on the back seat
they're only just finding their feet

so dig yourself up
old bones old bones
come on we're letting them get away
too afraid to make a big fool of ourselves
we've become withdrawn and more prone to decay

and as successors we are forever
uncovering ruins
revealing un-doings
though what kills them off
may well be the death of us too
let me slave to the needs that
i have to believe i am saving you
since all that we've got
is to think we're invincible
since we are not

rule of thumb
the damage could already be done
but most likely it's a false alarm
and it won't take it's toll
until the day you're so old
you forget you are only young