Autumn of the World

by The Resonant Rogues

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Autumn of the World is the third album crafted by the Resonant Rogues at Echo Mountain Recording Studio, tucked into the mountains of Western North Carolina. Keith J. Smith’s dynamic guitar and Sparrow’s intricate and evocative accordion and banjo melodies lay the foundation, while the pair’s songwriting and vocal harmonies give each song substance. Kristen Harris’ fiddle brings an authentic mountain feel to the Country/Appalachian inspired tunes, while Daisy Castro’s violin suits the Jazz Manouche and Balkan influence on “Tramp” and “Zeus Faber”. Eric Heveron-Smith (Postmodern Jukebox) holds the groove with thoughtful bass lines, while also contributing beautiful tenor harmonies and trombone. On drums is Mattick Frick, longtime friend and musical collaborator of the Rogues. Guest Asheville musicians include John James Tourville (The Deslondes) on pedal steel, Ben Hovey (Pitbull) on trumpet, Melissa Hyman (The Moon and You) on cello and vocal harmonies, and Cynthia McDermott on vocal harmonies.

On “Maker’s Song”, Sparrow confesses and celebrates her manic creative tendencies, leaving a whirlwind of messes and “things of use and beauty”. Written on a freight train, Smith’s song “Watching Those Wheels Roll” points to the parallel between Great Depression era hobos and current traveling musicians, while also highlighting the problem of wealth inequality. “Dueling with the Demons” is a swingin’, tongue-in-cheek tune about insomnia, and how the voices in our heads pop up at 4 AM to tell us everything that’s wrong with ourselves and the world. The pulsing rhythms of “Zeus Faber” bring us on a musical adventure through the Balkans, while the old-timey waltz “The House That Condos Stole” is a true story of a wild west village nearly purchased by a dear friend, but ultimately demolished by a development company.

Autumn of the World tells a story both honest and hopeful, of what it means to be an artist, or a human, in a world that so often challenges our creativity and passion. With moments of deep joy and connection, woven with the sighing of struggle, this collection of songs brings us into the present moment with skill, beauty and a true dedication to musical form. Aptly named, Autumn of the World inspires listeners toward gratitude in uncertain times.


released May 31, 2019


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The Resonant Rogues Asheville, North Carolina

The Resonant Rogues are the songwriting soul child of partners Sparrow and Keith J. Smith. With influences ranging from gypsy swing to early New Orleans jazz, and from Appalachian old-time to eastern European folk music, they take their favorite flavors and blend them into a delicious, danceable dish. ... more


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Track Name: Maker's Song
Oh how I love it in the morning when an idea pulls me from my bed
Can’t wait to get to work creating all the things that are swirling in my head
Fabric and flour, wood and paper are a few of the things I like to join
Into a thing of use and beauty, I take pleasure in all these types of toil

I am a maker, a builder, a baker, although
Sometimes my messes are all that you’ll find
I’ll tell a story, both true and allegory
Oh the process is precious, though it takes up all my time

Oh how I love it in the daytime when I can make time to sit and sing a song
Words flow like water in the river, got to catch what I can before it’s gone
Good thing I have my trusty notebook, and good thing I have my dear old pen
To trace the shape of things I’m seeing, got to write it all down there and then


Oh how I love it in the evening when something beautiful comes into my mind
Can’t even wait until the morning to pick up my pencil, make some lines
If I just listen to the whisper of the faintest of tunes in my head
If I allow myself the paper then out it’ll tumble in my bed

Track Name: Tramp
You’ve paved the roads inside your mind, now you’re dreaming big
You’ve worked so hard to feel free
But all the reasons that were pushing you to stay on track
They’re calling in their forces and they’re turning back
You’re a tramp, what’s wrong with that

The times you’ve had came and went
But they’re yours to keep
Though sometimes a load to carry
They remind you where you come from

You’re waiting for another place to call your home
You’re waiting for someone to call your name
But you’re not really ready to let your guard down just yet
There’s a whole lotta places that you ain’t seen yet
You’re a tramp, what’s wrong with that

Track Name: Big Ivy
Listen to the sound of the stream, have you seen
how they smooth all of the stones that lie underneath
Maybe if I wade through this water patiently,
it will smooth all of the sharpness residing in me

Going to be alone, going to face the unknown
Taking the space I know’s going to make me grow

Can you smell the leaves where they lie on the ground,
they are rotting for to feed all these trees all around
Maybe if I walk through these woods patiently
I will lose all of the things that I no longer need


Can you hear the crickets, they call quietly
They are singing for each other, not you, not for me
Maybe if I make it through this night patiently,
I will find a song that’s waiting there just for me

Track Name: Autumn of the World
Got a message from a friend who I would never see again
Said she loved me, hoped I’m doing well
I was busy, dropped the ball, the next day I got the call
Where my friend had gone it’s hard to tell, oh where my friend had gone it’s hard to tell

Well what am I to do when my friends decide to use
We’re all grown, I’m only one man’s mom
But it tears the world apart as it sedates your precious heart
And every day could be the one you’re gone, oh every day could be the one you’re gone

So here’s a song for the sad ones
Those of us who cannot stay away
From the edges of existence
Who’s flame it burns too bright for it to stay, who’s flame it burns too bright for it to stay

How can I do my best, with this whale upon my chest
We’re both drowning in the ocean of my tears
And I expect of you what I have never hoped to do,
Solve those problems that are products of my fears,
those problems that are products of my fears


It’s the Autumn of the world, and I am just a frightened girl
We’re all here, but who knows for how long
And like the leaves we fall, oh like the trees we lose it all
And everyday could be the one we’re gone,
oh everyday could be the one we’re gone

Track Name: Watching Those Wheels Roll
I’ve been bumming around this old haunt
And I ain’t got no reason to stay
It’s a long time coming, it’s a long time going
And it’s mostly going that calls me now
Thank god for Mama, thank god for Papi
But thank me for knowing what I gotta do

Come around, go around won’t you go
It’s been a long time watching those wheels roll
Come around, go around watch me go
Ain’t no one here to watch those wheels take their toll

It’s not too late, it’s not too late
To turn back the time and regenerate
There’s a whole lotta things in this world to do
But we fit like a glove under wealthy men’s shoes

Chorus x2
Track Name: Be Around my Darlin
People try and tell me where to go and what to do
But I never lacked direction, just a partner with nothing to lose
There’s a space inside me that craves to be lonely
But all I want to do, is to be around my darlin’

Outside hopes and dreams there’s a little open glass
That worries not it’s future nor it’s little past
And who knows what it’s teaching
And why don’t I ever listen
All I want to do, is be around my darlin’

And on and on we go...
And on and on... We work it all out

I don’t need a reason to take this van and go
It’s just me and my babe with our songs in tow
And whose fault is our drifting
Spend our time only listening
To the wind sing and our voices blowing

And on and on we go...
And on and on... We work it all out
Track Name: Strength of Water
By the banks of the river grows the mightiest of trees
And the endless rushing water grows the most and brightest leaves

You can’t hold the strength of water, it will cut the ground beneath
You may think you can contain it, soon it’s bursting at the seams

Let it break, let it crack, let the weight roll off your tired back
Let it roll, let it rain, let the water wash your tired frame

When the clouds, they shade the mountains, heavy with the life they bring
Oh rejoice, drink from the fountain, nature’s toast to coming spring


There’s a bridge across the river where the tallest tree did stand
All those drops, they joined together for to change this very land
Track Name: Following the Sun
Alas, another day looking far and wide
For the greener grass crossing this countryside
Albeit, it is a mixture of feeling free and feeling numb
The years are like days when you’re following the sun

Think I found a reason, found some good advice
Start a new routine before the passion dies
You’re just holding on to nothing with your feet in the mud
You’ll build a new coffin before the digging is done

Chorus x2
Sunlight fills the morning, like the shadows fill the evening
So follow your dreams, see what tomorrow might gleam

A winter memory was patching holes
Mending wounds and all the tired bones
Clouds became my vision and the moon showed my silhouette
And I’ve dropped my hands in a black bird’s nest

Chorus x2
Track Name: Dueling with the Demons
Well it’s half past four and I’m fast asleep,
when into my dreams my demon creeps
He fills my head with an awful din,
and it keeps me up, how rude of him

A thousand thoughts come rushing in
I cannot stem the tide of them
A flood of fear, it fills my frame
And I’m dueling with the demons in my brain again,
oh I’m dueling with the demons in my brain again

Well it’s half past five and I’m wide awake,
I tried all of my methods but they didn’t take
That demon’s still a runnin all around my head,
and it’s keeping me up how rude of him


Well it’s half past six and I’m almost there,
but the dawn is peeking through those curtains there
I finally was able to just let him be,
but now the sun is the thing that is waking me
Track Name: Point of No Return
Wrote another song about how bad we’ve always been,
and how the struggle to be good feels like a fight we cannot win
And there’s a siren singin’ softly, in the corners, in the dark,
If you allow yourself to listen she will take you much too far

And there’s a point of no return. There’s a load we cannot bear
And you can only pull so hard, before the fabric tears
And we all have a lot to learn and we all know that life it ain’t fair
And sometimes it takes a bard to show us just what is there

Singing all these stories oh in basements and in bars
Putting words and melodies to life’s most cutting shards
Our wounds just lying bleeding there for everyone to see,
It’s the struggle to be good and it’s the struggle to be free


The countryside it flashes like our lives before our eyes
The river keeps on rolling ‘neath the neverending skies
And we just keep on moving, always chasing feeling free
Always running, trying to escape our misery

Track Name: The House That Condos Stole
While sitting with an old, old pal, I heard this tale of woe
A tale too often true, I’m told, the house that condos stole.
It was in the skirts, but still in town, a place so clearly dear
My friend, she fell in love with it, but missed it by a hair

Chorus- And in they’ll come, with cranes, it’s done, they’ll doze it to the floor
And those who already have enough will keep on making more

Step into that yard and start to dream of panning gold
The wild west in miniature, all built by hand, you know
It wa made of scraps and railroad ties into a magical town
A bird is singing from it’s nest, oh please don’t tear it down


My friend was signing on the line, when in the money came
They paid in cash, plus thirty grand, my friend she cried in vain


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