Desjardins says, “The lyrics for ‘Mystery Writers’ began taking shape a couple years ago when I was starting to write songs again for both Divine Horsemen and the Flesh Eaters. The words went through many edits and cross-pollination with other good lyric scraps from songs I couldn’t quite finish or had discarded. I’m a big fan of the cut-up technique anyway, so after getting seven or eight solid lines with that, the rest of it comes intuitively, almost out of thin air. You open yourself up, and the ideas — whether they be musical, verbal or visual — will materialize.
Christensen recalls, “‘Mystery Writers’ is the first song of the new batch that Chris D. sent me to listen to and start work on, and it opens the LP we have in the can. Peter Andrus’ rockin’ first guitar lick and Chris’ inimitable first lines blew at me. I felt like I was back in the saddle, hanging on, and I feel the desire to do my part to bring this pony back to the now. Can you tell how excited I am about this?”
Like the forthcoming album, “Mystery Writers” was produced by Desjardins and Craig Parker Adams, who also engineered I Used to Be Pretty and co-produced Dave and Phil Alvin’s widely praised albums Common Ground and Lost Time.
Bliss is out of date,
a stolen car from out of state
My exaltation got driven …. to burning hell,
I died right before I cried out
the story I had to tell,
I’ve made it my vocation, putting aside elation, our story’s in Navajo code
made it my vocation, putting aside elation, taking me where I don’t wanna go
secrets, a million pieces, down a twisted road
CHORUS mystery writers
write blues in high heel shoes,
transcribe history on the astral plane
in the blink of an eye, sacred to profane
spilled wine, it’s just… an old… bloodstain
jot down our lies, in ink of pouring rain,
dig our pit, of psychic pain,
checked into my horror hotel
I died right before I cried out
the story I had to tell,
midnight confessions, love melts away,
cuts inhibitions, emotional decay,
Time cut in two, handmade for you,
splits atoms with a traumatic ray
Time cut in two, …handmade for you…handmade….just for you
CHORUS mystery writers
write blues in high heel shoes,
transcribe history on the astral plane
in the blink of an eye, sacred to profane
spilled wine, it’s just…an old… bloodstain
Steered into blackness, a wrong turn home
A mystery voice on a long dead phone
A ghost’s wrong number, now so alone
Forever lost, always astray,
navigating the way, from a stifled moan
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