A Frost Comes With the Wind

by Harvest Rain

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Debut album with foggy acoustic songs played by the Carolina blackwaters at night.

Originally release by OPN in 2002


released August 27, 2014

Music and vocals by Jason Thompkins

Mixed by Matt Howden

Violin on "Southern Cross" and "Wotan Wears This Winter" by Matt Howden



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Harvest Rain Myrtle Beach, South Carolina

Harvest Rain has been labeled in the press as "Audiodrug." A blend of dark haunting psychedelic folk with ghostly colours. Darkwave, Nightwave, Ghostwave, Coldwave, Autumnwave and Winterwave with side-effects of raw opium.

"Finally, a neofolk band who was influenced more from (early) Christian Death rather than Death In June. Southern cornfields rather than alpine mist.
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Track Name: Southern Cross
Reflections of a southern cross. The sour Negro smell.
The pain of age. An orange dream yet a tractor in the wind.
The river mirrors a southern cross. Old women near a grave.
Big brother rapes the young one's brains yet a frost comes with the wind.

A frost comes with the wind. The dawn seemed so orange.

A mother crawls beneath the quilt. The murder of a child.
Blood and soil. Ancestral ghosts. A frost comes with the dusk.
Another needle, a southern cross. The shades of Maple leaves.
Swirling through the graves of love. A midday frost at last.

A frost comes with the wind. The dawn seemed so orange.
Track Name: Wotan Wears This Winter
Wotan wears this winter as a gown of white and ice.
We crush the leaves below our feet. Some seventeen years old.
Wotan flies across the winter evening by the home.
Where lay the family, my family. My sleeping family dream.

Bury the Queen but let the King arise.

Wotan wears this winter upon his breast.
He's white as milk that falls from northern skies.
Crush the leaves below out feet. No insects praise that sun.
Because Wotan wears this winter as he sleeps on evening clouds.
Track Name: Here (By The Riverside)
Here the stars are bright. Here there are no fights.
Here we all dissolve. Here we all evolve.
Here the trees are weeds. Here the grass does glow.
Shining on the edge of serpent's rainbow.
Here we fall to pieces. Here I fall to you.

Drunk statues of pain. And you see the greatest thing.
Maybe here dying. Rain clouds in sight. Offering light.
Everything dissolves. Everything dissolves.