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I am a stag: of seven times, I am a flood: across a plain, I am a wind: on a deep lake, I am a tear: the Sun lets fall, I am a hawk: above the cliff, I am a thorn: beneath the nail, I am a wonder: among flowers, I am a wizard: who but I Sets the cool head aflame with smoke? I am a spear: that roars for blood, I am a salmon: in a pool, I am a lure: from paradise, I am a hill: where poets walk, I am a boar: ruthless and red, I am a breaker: threatening doom, I am a tide: that drags to death, I am an infant: who but I Peeps from the unhewn dolmen, arch? I am the womb: of every holt, I am the blaze: on every hill, I am the queen: of every hive, I am the shield: for every head, I am the tomb: of every hope The solar god Lugh, whose name means Light. He was known as Lugh Ioldanach, which means master of all trades. He eventually led the Tuatha de danann to victory and became High King. #tuathadedanann #silverarm #happysolstice #wintersolstice #seasongreetings

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Recorded by Rory Attwell (The Vaccines, Male Bonding) at London’s Lightship95, MAN THE FALCONS will cement the reputation of a band whose first single earlier this year was greeted as one of the hottest debuts of 2012. Melding noise rock, post punk and psychedelia, SILVER ARM bring an unhinged noise of savage proportions, stripped of all fat and as direct as a dancing pink laser wasp sting to the eyeball. SILVER ARM’s music explores the darkest hinterlands: the ill winds that drift through the backwaters and copses of England; the insane monks that rise from the dead to bring darkness to the living; the lost walkers wandering crazed across sun-blasted moors; the roadside shipwrecks; the grinning, insane morning drinkers and their mothers.

Written & performed by Ford, Brown, Hughes & Brown. Recorded at The Light Ship Studios. www.fearofsilverarm.com #fearofsilverarm