Krewe of Black Flood

This ain't no swamp pop

Krewe of Black Flood is a Louisiana modern swamp music project; comprising of acoustic guitars and vocals of a strong cajun dialect.

Audios with Lyrics


Band: Krewe of Black Flood Genre: Louisiana Modern Swamp website: www.kreweofblackflood.com Lineup T-BLACK: vocals, bass, guitar BAY-TI: guitar, duck call Song: Duck Blind Topic: (album introduction) Credits: Music by BAY-TI Lyrics: (A symphony of frogs, crickets, and duck calls) © 2005-2015 Krewe of Black Flood, All Rights Reserved

01: Duck Blind

Topic: (album introduction)
Credits: Music by BAY-TI

Lyrics:

(A symphony of frogs, crickets, and duck calls)

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Band: Krewe of Black Flood Genre: Louisiana Modern Swamp website: www.kreweofblackflood.com Lineup T-BLACK: vocals, bass, guitar BAY-TI: guitar, duck call Song: Rougarou Topic: Louisiana Folklore Credits: Music by BAY-TI, Lyrics by T-BLACK Lyrics: Hey Louie, on the dark stormy night I fed my animals in hardly no light When I

02: Rougarou

Topic: Louisiana Folklore
Credits: Music by BAY-TI, Lyrics by T-BLACK

Lyrics:

Hey Louie, on the dark stormy night
I fed my animals in hardly no light
When I was taken by a terrible fright
Some big black dark figure
It got in my sights

Chorus (varies):
Intensity ran deep, wind carried my feet
I was floating over waters, through the tdrin-nos*
I got away, but my skin turned green
And the baby alligators, they thought I was kin
I flew right by them and the dead trees they were in

I can’t wait to get back home
To get away from the terrible storm
I couldn’t believe what I’d seen
That Rugaroo, yeah, he was mean
Yellow eyes and spit coming out of his mouth

I loaded my shotgun
I went back outside
I called for the beast
I looked my dog in the eye
I said let’s go Spike-o
And then I jumped in my boat
The rain poured down
And then I heard a sound

*cajun french words, spelling unknown
tdrin-nos: “an opening between two ponds or canals”

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Band: Krewe of Black Flood Genre: Louisiana Modern Swamp website: www.kreweofblackflood.com Lineup T-BLACK: vocals, bass, guitar BAY-TI: guitar, duck call Song: Francois Topic: Swamp Dog Credits: Music by T-BLACK and BAY-TI, Lyrics by T-BLACK Lyrics: Get down alright!

03: Francois

Topic: Swamp Dog
Credits: Music by T-BLACK and BAY-TI, Lyrics by T-BLACK

Lyrics:

Get down alright!
On the early prowl, mutt breed
You’ll find his hunted victims on the dock
Face down, (to) the cat
He’s trying to create a new species
Swamp-bound, hunting coon
He’s faster than a mud-boat
And he goes for the neck

Chorus:
With four legs and fangs
It started growls, oh fwa!

Solid, like a stone
Only razor blades will get to his bones
Upright, in the chair
Falling back, he cop-o-tays* on the ground

*cajun french words, spelling unknown
cop-o-tays: “falls” or “wipes out”

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Band: Krewe of Black Flood Genre: Louisiana Modern Swamp website: www.kreweofblackflood.com Lineup T-BLACK: vocals, bass, guitar BAY-TI: guitar, duck call Song: About the Shrimp Topic: Louisiana Shrimping Credits: Music by BAY-TI, Lyrics by T-BLACK Lyrics: Dragging against the current Massive nets buried in the ocean Lead weights sunken down Dispelling

04: About the Shrimp

Topic: Louisiana Shrimping
Credits: Music by BAY-TI, Lyrics by T-BLACK

Lyrics:

Dragging against the current
Massive nets buried in the ocean
Lead weights sunken down
Dispelling mud
To inland bays, shrimp-bound

Chorus:
Under an alligator moon
The air is thick
Boat shadow in the dark
Swimming eyes that glow
The half-lit moon is
The sign of where they go

Unload a catch on the back deck
Then tdree-ay*
Give blood to a thousand bur-los*
To them we’re pray
Leave all the brackish waters
Abandon canals
When I taste the salt I know
I’m near the Gulf of Mexico

*cajun french words, spelling unknown
tdree-ay: “separating shrimp for other seafood on a shrimp-boat”
bur-los: “gnats”

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Audio excerpts from Glen Pitre's film "Huit Piastres Et Demie!"


Band: Krewe of Black Flood Genre: Louisiana Modern Swamp website: www.kreweofblackflood.com Lineup T-BLACK: vocals, bass, guitar BAY-TI: guitar, duck call Song: Oil Apocalypse Topic: 2010 BP Oil Spill Credits: Music and Lyrics by T-BLACK Lyrics: I can untie my ropes Drag my nets into the deep And get away from

05: Oil Apocalypse

Topic: 2010 BP Oil Spill
Credits: Music and Lyrics by T-BLACK

Lyrics:

I can untie my ropes
Drag my nets into the deep
And get away from the affairs on land
And set my sights upon the sea
But now the water is black blood

You can watch the creatures fly
As they do when there’s a storm
But if you look around
There isn’t no storm
It’s just an oil apocalypse
Now you can watch the creatures die

We can tell our grandkids
About a culture that died
And how the land and water transformed
Into an oily diseased wasteland
And the oil still comes

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Band: Krewe of Black Flood Genre: Louisiana Modern Swamp website: www.kreweofblackflood.com Lineup T-BLACK: vocals, bass, guitar BAY-TI: guitar, duck call Song: Salt Invasion Topic: Coastal Erosion Credits: Music and Lyrics by T-BLACK Lyrics: I know of a sea that was land And a bone-yard with floating tombs Abandoned boats, raw

06: Salt Invasion

Topic: Coastal Erosion
Credits: Music and Lyrics by T-BLACK

Lyrics:

I know of a sea that was land
And a bone-yard with floating tombs
Abandoned boats, raw fish bones
The lost winds and winter storms

But when the sun comes down
And as the salt invasion comes

And across the bay a canal did form
Forgotten camps, forgotten traps
Hollow tanks, eroded iron
Pollution in the land, air, and water

But as the salt invasion comes
And as it floods into my veins
(veins: waterways, canals, rivers, etc.)

Schizophrenic weather patterns
Black mud and wooden skeletons
The levee gaps and seaweed doormats
Stolen trees and lost homes

But when the salt invasion comes
And as it eats into my soul
And the clouds sleep on the ground
And then one day I won’t be found

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