The Strange Case of​.​.​.

by Mark Ceaser

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1.
Westward 03:53
Staring westward at the sun Her tired eyes come undone Forfeits the memories Of promised love that always leaves Westward become you Westward calling true Isolated by her prairie town Ominous winter drags her down Dreams of an ocean view A candle lit ocean for two Westward become you
 Westward callings true The rolled up streets of Sunday night Provide the quiet she needs to find The way through the mountains and snow Wring out the past to lighten the load Westward become you

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Desperate dizzy dying by the watering hole Gator came along tried to barrel roll Fight to get away from the jaws of death Breaking teeth swinging deep blood and sweat I’ve been unfortunate enough to know that you Will steal my dimes haunt my rhymes Without sparing love or truth Send your miserable old mother my way Hateful eyes ferocious guise I’m drowning and you’re unscathed A band of buzzing angry swarming bees No one tried to warn me hidden in the trees Kamikaze aeroplane sneak attack Pushing bush retreating no looking back I’ve been unfortunate enough to know that you Will steal my dimes haunt my rhymes Without sparing love or truth Your friends send their stinging insults my way Bitter wives loyal spies Cornered in my cage Stomping stampeding stock of buffalo Blasting like boulders down the gravel road Spun the truck around white knuckled the wheel Hit the gas running heard the sirens squeal I’ve been unfortunate enough to know that you Will steal my dimes haunt my rhymes Without sparing love or truth Send your herd of Harvard lawyers my way Their expensive ties hang me to dry Anything to get paid
3.
she thinks no one loves her because she’s always alone she stares in the mirror and wonders what this life is for she’s too young to die but too scared to change and too tired to fight anymore won’t you help me up, hold me up, keep me up i’m not strong on my own lonely cries echo her mistakes and the cravings consume the days a warm glass of milk and some pills to help but the nightmare won’t go away longs for the praise of her father’s grave and can’t find the words to say won’t you help me up, hold me up, keep me up i’m not strong on my own lonely cries echo her mistakes and the cravings consume the days a warm glass of milk and some pills to help but the nightmare won’t go away won’t you help me up, hold me up, keep me up i’m not strong on my own won’t you help me up, hold me up, keep me up i’m not strong on my own
4.
Grass to our knees shade from the heat Laying beneath the old willow tree Back from the road where nobody can see Rollin’ tumblin’ comfortably naked Making love in the summer breeze A lazy drive Sunday afternoon The scent of lilacs in full bloom Lay a quilt to set our picnic dining room Rollin’ tumblin’ comfortably naked Making love in the summer breeze Wind blown curls tease and swirl across her cheeks to her smile The perfect mix of kisses and licks makes her laugh, oh I love the way she laughs Rollin’ tumblin’ comfortably naked Making love in the summer breeze
5.
you light up my heart lead me from despair into silence i dream about your touch and the inspiration you bring to me to love again when clouds crash down and wind makes us weightless we’ll hold your hands, run as the rain hits laugh like thunder, dance until the storm breaks in the stillness i’ll hear you before you came along i was as ghost lost in white noise invincible steady you stand to guide me home again save this drifting man when clouds crash down and wind makes us weightless we’ll hold your hands, run as the rain hits laugh like thunder, dance until the storm breaks
6.
Windshield fogs, the popcorn’s cold Midnight at the drive-in, romance rolls Strokes her hair to see her eyes Urgency and need rise up inside Two amateur contortionists Tangled and tossed in midnight bliss Lose control, back seat fun Tastes her candy thighs, before the credits run Climax hits, resolving sighs Ecstasy beads in midnight shine Two amateur contortionists Tangled and tossed in midnight bliss
7.
A basement prison His jail cell the couch A spell of depression Keeps the light out Poisoning silence Lonely he waits For nothing how long will this take I don’t know why I feel ashamed Every time I hear his name Make excuses place blame Even though he chose to be this way He comes up laughing Suddenly life is great Bitter delusions The manic overtakes He cuffs the night and Curses the day The man I knew Is gone without a trace I don’t know why I feel ashamed Every time I hear his name Make excuses place blame Even though he chose to be this way He’s failed me before, he’ll fail me again Refuse my help time and again He reaches hell so I’m forced to walk away And accept, he chose to be this way

about

Mark Ceaser – The Strange Case of…

On the Canadian prairie, there is a contrast that many don’t acknowledge consciously, yet it’s always there, like two halves of your awareness. It’s the juxtaposition of the land and the sky, a perfect 50/50 in your perception. One half are the deep blue heavens, which go on forever, and the other half is the flat ground, which stretches as far as the eye can see; on the prairie, some folks joke that you can watch a dog run away for days.

Western Canadian singer/songwriter Mark Ceaser has crafted a new album full of these contrasts, a folk/rock/roots effort aptly called, The Strange Case of…. It’s no accident that the title references the duality of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde. The songs reflect the light and dark of the human experience, these conflicting emotions that live at the event horizon between land and sky.

On The Strange Case of… Mark Ceaser explores these emotions, utilizing the lyrics of a born storyteller, capturing themes that range from the child-like, ‘nothing-can-go-wrong’ naïveté of falling in love, to the grim horrors of addiction and depression. The songs range from funny, light-hearted, toe-tapping acoustic pop to songs that are softly whispered secrets, and even tracks that let loose the devil to cut to the dark heart of things.

Ceaser started his music career in the duo, Sexually Attracted to Fire, but The Strange Case of… is his 1st full-length solo effort (following his Burma Road EP). Both solo efforts were produced by Ross Nykiforuk (The Northern Pikes, The Deep Dark Woods). When he’s not playing music, Mark Ceaser is an economist and a home care support worker. In fact, he tested much of this new material for people with intellectual disabilities, the most honest audience imaginable, gauging whether or not he was on the right track with any given song. The result is a mature effort that strips away any superfluous fat and leaves you with down home, honest songwriting.

No matter where you come from, no matter who you are, you’ll feel right at home in the divergent space between the prairie land and sky, and in this imaginative album about the ups and downs of modern life.

Press:

“Offering more than the average coffee shop singer/songwriter, Ceaser’s new album is a quirkier affair; I hear hints of everything from Nick Cave to REM. It’s idiosyncratic, but still highly accessible, with just enough character and weirdness to make it interesting, but not so much that it goes overboard.” -Craig Silliphant (Planet S Magazine, Polaris Music Prize Juror)

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released October 29, 2011

All words and music by Mark Ceaser
Except Jekyll and Hide, words by Mark Ceaser and Farideh
Produced, engineered and mixed by Ross Nykiforuk at glennross studios
Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering in Boston, MA
Assistant Mastering by Maria Rice
Original artwork by Greer Tilford
Album design and layout by Derek Bachman
All songs (c) & (p) 2011 Mark Ceaser (SOCAN)

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