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WARLOCK ENEMY

by DUFFHUES

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ENEMY 03:14
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Enemy In the middle of the night he woke up in the dark a voice called out to him coming from the bedroom wall He knew he heard the impossible because he was born stone deaf he wondered if it was a dream or was he finally going mad The voice called out his name called him ten times in a row then ended with screaming out loud He's the enemy! He is so. He knew the voice was right indeed, he was the enemy he had been all his life and now he was exposed He did not turn the light on he stayed in bed in the dark hoping the voice would cease wishing it would go away But it was his own brain screaming out his name tired of the quiet stillness the silent lonelyness He is the enemy he is the enemy and I'm stuck inside him inside my enemy He is the enemy he is the enemy I'm a prisoner of my enemy He's the enemy he's the enemy I'm the enemy Inside my enemy Wishing he would go away
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FARM CLEANER 02:51
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Farm Cleaner The farm cleaner he loves bands the blues in bars He woke up this morning, again what do you think? like every morning with coffee and cigarettes The cows have been shitting all night long I hear ya He's hosing it all down early in the morning all day long piles of stinking shit He's moving, dancing his walk man blasting reverse cassette player hours of loud bands soon booked at the bars the blues coming to town the blues coming to town buy your ale and stout All night long three sets or more blues, stout 'n ale All night long the farm cleaner the blues the blues the blues
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HUNTING 04:19
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Hunting The morning is just a few hours away There’s sad tones on the wind In my lap paper and ink of many years Fading memories of long lost friends There’s a lot of road There’s a lot of movie There’s a lot of smoke Never ending Horses hide in mist Squirrels in trees Deer in forest It's never ending I’m hunting for Fable Dust I met this girl on a sunday morning On a walk down the riverbank She stole my heart with her beautiful smile And eyes screaming loneliness I’m hunting for Fable Dust I’m hunting for... I love reading stories The smell of old paper The soft crackling Of needle on vinyl The vibration of wood The humming of string The slightly off piano Singing after a night of little sleep And the rest? Dump it in the hole of our culture I’m hunting for Fable Dust
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DOORBELL 03:46
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Doorbell It was in the evening I was in the kitchen I heard the doorbell ring twice I went to the hall, opened the door There was a young man Telling me something about Food packages for Ukraine I raised my arms, being sorry I told him I was cooking supper He said: That's okay, and then left I shut the door, went to the kitchen Went back to my cooking A rissotto with pumpkin and garlic A couple of weeks later I am ill Suffering from corona or a flu I'm laying on a couch in the livingroom Then the doorbell rings I get off the couch, to the hall I open the door and I see The same guy from weeks before He asks me for money, for funding For medical research for corona Not for himself, of course But for others who really suffer I tell him I'm ill myself And it's better for him to leave Me being contagious and all He gives me an incredible smile And then sets off Hop hop hop Hop hop hop I awoke with a head full of smoke I drink my tea without the taste of leafs, without water Hop, hop, hop
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HEATHLAND 03:31
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Heathland I woke up in vast woods under the spell of a dolmen read the stars, headed south into haunted heathland where it's impossible to keep a straight path In the distance an owl called ripping through the mist afraid to walk into a bog and drown in sucking mud I stumbled and crawled through the scrub and dirt Then I heard them witches them bitches of witches their screams like broken glass hunting me down in heat in that cursed heathland stopped me dead in my tracks I looked for a place to hide was lucky to find a hollow tree inside I hid in the dark waited for the witches to leave the bitches came very close I could see their devlish forms from evil ether they were born their demon shadow souls the witches came very close it seemed just a matter of time before they would hear me before they would smell me before they would drag me out and suck and rip me out of my life my eyes got used to the dark in the hollow there was a hole in it a staircase going down I took the chance and went in But I can't tell you what I found I can't tell you what I found I'll never tell you what I found
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WARLOCK 04:04
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Warlock He's considered a warlock He's considered many things Known to be a non-singer Known to be a has-been He holds audience in the pub Preaches his gospel in the club He raises his pint in praise With a stoic grin on his face He hits his enemies with the microphone With feedback and words unknown Strangles his foes with guitar string His lyrics and noise as medicine His cauldron glowing hot Always boiling new brew Sprinkle a handfull of letters A few pints, a fifth of bourbon too The smell is overwhelming Flavour is overpowering A bit bitter, sour, spicy It's magnificent Grotesque It's everywhere He hits his enemies with the microphone With feedback and words unknown Strangles his foes with guitar string His lyrics and noise as medicine Join his disagreeing singalong For hoarse and broken voices Living off key and out of tune He's the cantor for me and you Join him in his black church Let him sing and drink Let us sing and drink with him Cheers to you all He hits his enemies with the microphone With feedback and words unknown Strangles his foes with guitar string His lyrics and noise as medicine
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WALKING 02:42
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Walking I was walking down the street All the way to the city centre I could have taken the bus I was walking down the street The wind was gone The moon was out The streetlight shadows moving about I was walking down the street I was walking into a bar I ordered a pint of stout Started to drink my way out Out of my daily blues Out of my mysery Never out of controle Never without my soul I was walking down the street There were some friends in the bar Friends who were always there I knew them by name and fame And they knew me And my thirst for lager and whiskey I was drinking down the street Until the lights went out I was walking down the street Walking to my new home Holding onto my cell phone Typing besot into the web Into the who tubes, the my tubes That brought me Crickets and seguiriyas I was walking down the street
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MIRROR 02:30
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Mirror A burning house, dreams go deep within The terror stream's never what is seems The forest green, the fire red The image turns from white to black Colliding worlds, all that's been said In the Mirror All these years he seeks to find someone To show the treasures hidden deep within He goes to India and then Tibet He meets a man, a ghost, the undead But he does not understand the vision ahead In the Mirror What makes him think that he is blind To an unknown world, hidden from his eyes To a real cinema, a secret book of lies Revealing all and everything before he dies There are no dreams to find with open eyes In the Mirror The house burns, the poet marks his words He can hear sounds he never heard It all dissapears, again he's deaf The light defines the hours ahead In the Mirror
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LETTER 02:43
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The letter I got a letter this morning the sun was blood red I got a letter this morning the sun was blood red The words dripped off the page like liquid black death There was a story without meaning or words There was a story without meaning or words The writer was in there hidden like a curse Send me to hell burn the sign on my back Send me to hell burn the sign on my back My feet, they're on fire and I'm at the bridges edge The dark cold water that takes my breath The dark cold water that steals my breath I see the face of the devil and it's boiling red Death stays away after the air is gone Death stays away after life is done And I can hear myself think that's double bad luck The water streams the sound of my voice The water streams the sound of my voice It's echoing through the canals he now owns my soul
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BURN 02:04
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Burn Fire flame Burn down your governments and all This world will soon fall Fire flame Set free your animals and all This world will sure fall

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DUFFHUES – WARLOCK ENEMY
Music album or musical audio book? Ten dark stories by outsider singer-songwriter DUFFHUES.

Often the songs of DUFFHUES (Netherlands) are like short stories, sometimes with but mostly without a plot, with characters that experience everyday or absurd situations, contemplating current affairs or the imagination, reflecting a dark and tragic humanity. The songs are embedded in avantgardistic blues, roots, lofi and folk music, with atypical song structures. Paradoxical? In the world of DUFFHUES it's pure logic.

Above all, DUFFHUES is an author bringing dark stories, since 2001 and counting 10 albums. Always with an existential look towards the world. Like a writer, creating writings and putting them out, DUFFHUES writes short stories and puts them out as songs and music albums. Just as well, these song can be called 'short stories in a musical frame'. His work is rooted in the ancient craft of the troubadours, who observe the world and share, in a musical sense, their findings with their audience. And his art is razor sharp, with a certain amount of tragedy, existing in the present. In this he always remains himself. DUFFHUES' work is in fact a unique literary reinterpretation of the blues from older times, when roots music originated.

WARLOCK ENEMY is DUFFHUES' tenth album. A warlock addresses the unseen and imagination, especially in a world that pursues a realistic view, like our present world. The enemy of the unseen and imagination is everywhere, and sees the world as a one dimensional place where just one truth applies. Maybe it's also a broken system, failing to implement imagination and empathy.

He made his previous album Murder Call (2022) all by himself, and continued this way of creating for his new album Warlock Enemy. He wrote the songs himself, recorded them, played all the instruments and mixed the album. He recorded the album in a bunker, where the temperature was 13 degrees Celsius. In a world where people are constantly looking for comfort, DUFFHUES looked for discomfort in making, sharpening and strengthening his art. Like the previous album Warlock Enemy is also mono, just like the old blues and folk recordings that have always inspired DUFFHUES.

Track by track info...

ENEMY – Who is the enemy? Is it the other, you yourself, is the enemy fictional, are humans themselves their worst enemies?
FARM CLEANER – As a teenager he worked as a farm hand, while listening to loud bands on his walk man reverse cassette player. In the weekend he went to gigs in the local bars.
HUNTING – A song about hunting for romance and magic, in a world that is surely falling into the abyss.
DOORBELL – Suddenly and unannounced, the worlds maddnes is standing at your front door.
HEATHLAND – A horror tale in a nocturnal, sultry and swampy landscape, where witches hunt for souls.
WARLOCK – A song about rock & roll magician MES (Mark E. Smith), who sang about the unseen, and also a little bit about DUFFHUES himself (he hopes).
WALKING – The local bar as the centre of the world. Where booze, the blues and duende are always near.
MIRROR – A poetic song about what you see in the mirror: yourself, the other, the enemy, all these at once?
LETTER – The recurring and sinister letter in many blues songs. This time from the Devil himself, who has come to claim the soul.
BURN – The world is on fire, fleeing is pointless, let go of everything, set all animals free.

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released February 1, 2024

All songs, instruments, recording, production, mixing by JC Duffhues
Mastering by Pieter Kloos (The Void Studio)
Artwork by Duffhues and Esther van Waalwijk

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DUFFHUES
outsider singer-songwriter,
avantgardistic blues, folk, roots

The songs of DUFFHUES are embedded in avantgardistic blues, roots and folk, with a-typical song structures. Often the songs are like short stories, sometimes with but mostly without a plot, with characters that experience everyday or absurd situations, contemplating current affairs or the imagination.. ... more

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