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Grave Domain

by Grave Domain

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1.
Estes Method 05:48
We are spirits We are not ghouls We’d rather risk the fire of Hell Than to have to suffer you fools Static radio And EVPs You can gather all the instruments that money can buy And still you’ll never have what you need Speaking through an oracle Knocking in the wall Somewhere between your ears You can hear us in the call, call, call We take over your brainwaves We take over your tongue Take over your language Until the words are done, done, done We are long dead Not alive Yet we are pestered more Than had we all survived Come in my house Try to measure my EMF Tune in on your ghost box Try to capture me in SLS We are not afraid To hunt the ghost hunter We are most inclined To hunt the ghost hunter And if you want to know what we think Come a little closer Poltergeists and banshee howls Our patience has worn thin as a veil Cover your eyes Cover your ears You won’t believe What you are about to hear We are not afraid To hunt the ghost hunter We are not afraid To hunt the ghost hunter We’ll buzz around and make your brain Feel like a hive of wasps The more you seek to know the dead The nearer to your corpse We’re in the photographs We wander your halls We’re known to the hotel staff And we work every New Year’s Ball We are not afraid of dying We’re already dead You can ask us all of the questions that you like We’re already impersonating the voices in your head
2.
So you may look good for your age May not have many aches and pains But one day all of this will change When death notices who you are Don’t matter how many books you’ve read Don’t matter what thoughts have crossed your mind Don’t matter whether your eyes are blue or red When death notices you, there ain’t no time Death notices Death notices If you read it there in the morning paper You wouldn’t believe it’s true Don’t really matter what you’ve done Don’t matter who you think you were When the time has come And death notices who you are Have you read what they wrote in the obituaries? Do you think they had yours prepared? You never were the type to mind the actuaries But death notices and takes the time to care Death notices Death notices Took until you had finished reading the obituary That you realized that it was written about you No one remembers what you got right No one remembers what you got wrong Despite your pleas for accuracy No one remembers anything at all Death notices
3.
Grave Domain 06:57
I know you are not ready No one is ever ready But I have come to make it easier on you And to help you find your way I’ll lead and you will follow I am not here to harm you For dying’s so much very different than death That’s what all the dead souls say I know you are not ready No one is ever ready This line of work is steady I’ve led so many back home And I notice that often the closer they get The more that they feel alone But this is where you’re going This is a grave domain I can help only so far Then you’ll need bear your own weight You’re not the first to do this You will not be the last There’s nothing that you’ll need there But you’ll need bear your own weight Do you know where you came from Do you know how things were Before you came to exist Ere time itself existed But this is where you’re going This is a grave domain I can help only so far Then you’ll need bear your own weight You’re not the first to do this You will not be the last There’s nothing that you’ll need there But you’ll need bear your own weight And here the psychopomp waits As dusk fades into night As evening’s shadows grow long As the shadows grow long I know you are not ready No one is ever ready But this is where you’re going This is a grave domain I can help only so far Then you’ll need bear your own weight You’re not the first to do this You will not be the last There’s nothing that you’ll need there But you’ll need bear your own weight
4.
I am the ferryman I transport the dead Across the river to the Underworld In their greatest moment of dread I take your coin change I protect your soul As you become a part of the land of the dead And the afterlife unfolds Let me guide you Across the Acheron Let me guide you Across the Acheron I know the conduit Through the battlements and the bray Across the river to the Underworld I will help you to get away Come take the challenge Be ready to depart yourself As you become a part of the land of the dead And the leaves are all that’s left I am the paragon I will be your eyes Across time and through the movement Between the truth and the lies I am the ballast That balances this raging tide You have to face the rain and the lightning There is no place to hide Let me guide you Across the Acheron Let me guide you I am the ferryman I transport the dead Across the river to the Underworld In their greatest moment of dread I take your coin change I protect your soul As you become a part of the land of the dead And the afterlife unfolds
5.
6.
Have we been here before? We all shine on. Shine on. I believe after life the spirit lives on It's a journey without end Whatever's precious to you now Will it stand, stand the test of time? And all those faces in the crowd Seem so familiar to you now And though I've never walked this street before Somehow I feel, I feel I know it so well Have we been here before? We all shine on Have we been here before? We all shine on. Shine on. We move between two points in time And question the existence of if all Is it fact or is it fantasy? What lies in wait, waiting for us all And when we leave, will we return again? Only to wear a new disguise? And while this world, it keeps on turning Will there be a place where both become one? Have we been here before? We all shine on Have we been here before? We all shine on We exist beyond reason No explanation for it all We've been searching tor it everywhere We've done it all before Have we been here before? We all shine on Have we been here before? We all shine on And all those faces in the crowd Seem so familiar to me now And though I've never walked this street before Somehow I feel, I feel I know it so well Have we been here before? We all shine on Have we been here before? We all shine on and on
7.
Deth Bed 07:15
Hanging here on the edge of a cliff Got a gallows humor Bedridden and falling adrift Death comes direct to consumer Been better, but rarely worse Something got my goat Looking down into the valley below Wondering how long I’d float Been worse, but rarely keen I thought I’d bide my time Fall into a dream, fall in the abyss Things aren’t always what they seem Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got a little bit of pain Everybody got a pit in their stomach Everybody got an ache to remain Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got a little bit of dirt Everybody got a little bit of laugh Everybody got an awful lot of hurt Hanging here on the edge of a cliff Got a gallows humor Maybe its a dream, maybe its a rift And maybe I’m the captain of a schooner Hanging here in my dying bed The things that go through your mind Maybe they’re the only things you ever had Or maybe they just help you bide your time Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got a little bit of pain Everybody got a pit in their stomach Everybody got an ache to remain Everybody gets there sooner or later Everybody gets to see their way out Everybody gets what they deserve Everybody gets to scream and shout Everybody got a little bit of freedom Everybody got a little bit of sour Everybody got a little bit of hatred Everybody got a little bit of power Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got a little bit of rust Everybody got a little metal coin Everybody tries to see through the dust Everybody got a little bit of honor Everybody got a little bit of tart Everybody got a little bit of horror Once they realize what’s in their heart Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got a gag or two Everybody got a favorite joke Everybody knows that the joke’s on you Everybody got a little bit of evil Everybody got a little bit of spite Everybody got a little bit of heaven Everyone’s a devil on a Saturday night Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got pain for days Everybody got bills in the ashtray Everybody got to get away Everybody got a little bit of humble Everybody got a little bit of brag Everybody got a ghost in the closet Everybody got a monkey in the bag Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got a mountain of soap Everybody want to slip off to sleep And wake up in the morning with a newfound hope Everybody got a little bit of bumble Everybody got a little bit of bee Everybody need a little bit of coffee Everybody need a little bit of tea Everybody got a little bit of humor Everybody got miles to go Everybody want to see their own footprints Following behind them in the new fallen snow Everybody got a little bit of heartache Everybody got a little bit of life Not long, but it’s all we’ve got

about

"Baltimore based Grave Domain is the one-man metal/hard rock/goth creation of one Shel Plock who took the name from a character he found flipping through a Dungeons & Dragons spell book. Proudly lo-fi in attitude, Grave Domain thunder through such songs as 'Death Notices' and 'Across the Acheron' with a rabid kaleiodoscopic energy, enhanced with strains of psyched-out 70s synthesizer for cheap splatter movie soundtrack effect. Plock signs/burns out with 'Deth Bed' [sic], a great, mad rant squawked through a shredded microphone, as a roiling junk-heap of broken electric guitars and crushed electronics crashes behind him." — The Wire (Issue 475 September 2023) reader.exacteditions.com/issues/111730/search?q=grave+domain

"Something of a concept album... the new collection introduces a 'host of characters' with a prevailing horror theme, track by track. Grave Domain leans into its influences as a 'pastiche of heavy metal, hard rock, and gothic influences derived from music, comic books, and horror novels alike, stitched together like some Frankenstein’s monster with a taste for the anthemic.'" — Wildfire wildfiremusic.net/2023/08/15/grave-domains-horror-themed-self-titled-debut-emerged-from-lo-fi-heavy-metal-demos

Listening to Grave Domain's debut release, you will meet a host of characters — all willing to carry you off to the afterworld. On the first track, the ghosts hunt the ghost hunters. While on the second, an obituary turns out to be a bit too familiar. Psychopomps reign over the middle of the album, offering guidance along the way to the unknown. The penultimate song is a cover of an anthem of reincarnation by Demon — a band with roots in the NWOBHM. And the closing song brings it all together, reminding the listener that the time we have is not much, but it's all we've got.


About...

Rising from the swampy mists of the lower Patapsco River, something's fermenting. It's not the usual dead fish or discarded cadavers. It's Grave Domain. A band conjured by Shel Plock, a so-called musician whose roots stretch back into Baltimore’s grimy 90s rock and experimental scenes like tentacles in the dark. You are about to take a trip through these marshes and the even darker realm that exists just below them. So wear your galoshes, for goodness’ sake. And you might bring some coin change, just to be on the safe side.

Grave Domain emerged in 2022. And before the emergence of Grave Domain, Shel sang about werewolves with The Violencestring — described by Foxy Digitalis as “a free jazz Tommy”. And before that, he helped start a punk label called AmBiguous City Records and in his spare time put out enough homemade cassettes to make sure that every tiny label specializing in weird music between 1989 and 1999 was able to write off its post office box as a hazard zone. Through much of the late Aughts and early Teens, he was part of the Red Room Collective and helped with the High Zero Festival. And then he disappeared for a bit, during which time he allegedly played in a honky-tonk band, started a black metal commune, and pursued seminal work in semantic technology. Allegedly.

Now, he's back to the heavy roots of his music, but with the addition of a literary voice honed from years on the fringes. Grave Domain is a reflection of this journey, a retrospective, and a preview of what awaits on the opposite side of the abyss. One part rock band, one part spiritual agitator, one part provider of standup punch lines — delivered with a wink and an outstretched hand. This is psychopomp music. Climb on board, we need you to paddle.


"One of the highlights of the album is the title track ‘Grave Domain’, it’s eerie and sonically haunting, and certainly serves as the focal point of the album, blending all of the sensibilities of punk from yesteryear along with plenty of gusto." — God is in the TV


Released 2023 on Weirdjazz as WJ20230002 (LR-2197607).

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released August 4, 2023

Album photography by MJ Wojewodzki.

All songs copyright 2023 Shel Plock, BMI except "Have We Been Here Before" by Dave Hill and Malcolm Spooner (Intersong Music Ltd) licensed 1501646544 HFA.

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Grave Domain Baltimore, Maryland

"I take your coin change / I protect your soul / As you become a part of the land of the dead / And the afterlife unfolds"

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