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The Northern South Vol. 2

by Whitehorse

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My baby caught the train, left me all alone My baby caught the train, left me all alone She knows I love her , she doin' me wrong My baby bought the ticket, as long as her right arm my baby bought the ticket, long as her right arm She said she's gonna ride, long as I been from home Well who's been talking, everything that I do Well who's been talking, everything that I do Well you're my baby, I hate to lose Well good-bye baby, I hate to see you go Well good-bye baby, I hate to see you go You know I love you, I'm the causin' of it all I'm causin' of it all I'm causin' of it all I'm causin' of it all I'm causin' of it all
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You've got me runnin' You've got me hidin' You've got me run, hide, hide, run Anyway you wanna let it roll Yeah Yeah Yeah You've got me doin' what you want A-baby why you wanna let it go I'm goin' up I'm goin' down I'm goin' up, down, down, up Anyway ya wanna let it roll Yeah Yeah Yeah You've got me doin' what you want A-baby why'd you wanna let go You've got me peepin' You've got me hidin' You've got me peep, hide, hide, peep Anyway you wanna let it roll Yeah Yeah Yeah You've got me doin' what you want Baby why ya wanna let go
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Aww, I'm itchy,and I don't know where to scratch Come here baby, scratch my back I know you can do it, so baby get to it Aww,you're workin with it now You got me feelin' so good Just look to the sun now baby Ummmmm... This boy knows how'd scratch Now, you're doin' the chicken scratch Aww, its lookin' good baby Just gettin' scratch That's what I'm talkin' bout
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I don’t want you to be my slave I don’t want you to work all day I don’t want you to be true No, I just wanna make love to you I don’t want you to wash my clothes I don’t want you to keep my home I don’t want your money too I just wann make love to you Love to you Love to you Love to you Love to you I don’t want you to bake my bread I don’t want you to make my bed I don’t want you ‘cause I’m sad and blue I just want to make love to you I can see by the way that you switch and walk I can tell by the way that you baby talk I can tell by the way that you treat your man I wanna love you baby, it's a cryin' shame I don’t want you to be my slave I don’t want you to work all day I don’t want you to be cruel I just wanna make love to you Love to you Love to you Love to you Love to you
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It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red And he turned his face to the people, these were the words he said I was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there She was stretched out on a long white table, So sweet, so cool and so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this whole wide world over Never find a sweeter man as me When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat Put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain The gang'll know I died standing pat Let her go, let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this wide world over Never find a sweeter man as me I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers Three pretty women to sing a song Stick a jazz band on my hearse wagon Raise hell as I stroll along Let her go Let her go God bless her Wherever she may be She may search this whole world over She'll never find a sweeter man as me

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Whitehorse shuffles the deck with The Northern South Vol. 2.

The second installment of The Northern South project deals 1950s blues bops, hellfire gospels and sexed-up cuts.

Listen to Who's Been Talkin,' out now.

Itches, urges, dirges and scourges: welcome back to The Northern South. Whitehorse makes their return to the early days of electric blues with the second installment of a project that melds original grooves and melodies with the duo's steamy, swampy, squalling approach. There's foreplay, foreboding, fever and Fenders, plenty of them, from top to bottom, with cuts from Howlin' Wolf, Willie Dixon, Jimmy Reed and Slim Harpo and more.

"Blues gave rock n roll its nerve. It breaks, bends and distorts rules. This sense of abandon, emotional and musical urgency trickled into all forms of modern day music," offers Melissa McClelland, one-half of the duo. "There would be no Cardi B without Lucille Hogan. There would be no Tom Waits without Howlin' Wolf and there would be no Stones without any of it."

Opener "Who's Been Talkin'" (1957) is pure love and respect for Howlin' Wolf and his right-hand man, guitar hero Hubert Sumlin. With "Who's Been Talkin,'" Whitehorse serves up a big juicy White Falcon slice, with melodica and Wurlitzer wound around the deft dance of the lyrics. "The nuance of simultaneously accepting responsibility and accusing a lover of doing him wrong was very subtle," says Doucet, "it's rabbit-hole of contrition."

From there, Whitehorse gets loose and languid with a Jimmy Reed via JJ Cale take on "Baby What You Want Me To Do" (1959). With a few Gretsch squelches for good measure, Whitehorse's tribute to Reed's laid-back minimalism and melody mastery moves along no faster than a Sunday morning.

An exercise in subtlety it is not, Whitehorse's version of Slim Harpo's "Baby, Scratch My Back" (1965) is a lap dance, unapologetically erotic, a red-hot take on the stale ‘male wants it bad' story. With McClelland on lead vocals upending the original dynamic, Whitehorse's version is one of female desire and pleasure. Less girls gone wild, more sexual intellectual.

Next up is "I Just Wanna Make Love To You" (1954), a Willie Dixon original given a Jon Spencer Blues Explosion-inspired treatment, McClelland's idea. "It would be impossible to top Etta James' steaming vocal, so I suggested we turn ourselves into a garage rock band, a little scrappier, punchier and live off the floor."

From a turbulent, direful crackling rapture to a haunting, minor key requiem, The Northern South Vol. 2 goes further back in time with two traditional gospel blues selections, "John The Revelator" and "St. James Infirmary." The latter features one of the EP's highlights, a righteous noisescape outro from McClelland, played on Doucet's Les Paul. "John the Revelator was an interesting song to delve into," says McClelland. "We liked the intensity of the end of times bible story but we wanted it to tell a more current, relevant tale. With some new words, we touch on the end of days issues that feel pressing to us: global warming, the Trump presidency, consumerism, and religion itself."

Both snapshot and slingshot, The Northern South Vol. 2 cycles back and careens forward, taking a twelve-bar trip through the chart-toppers of the era. "These aren't deep cuts, they are the Top 40, the pop hits of the blues world, what was happening at the time," explains Doucet of the song selection process. "These songs spoke to the basics. They communicated simple truths and realities in ways that transcended boundaries."

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released January 18, 2019

Engineered by Stephen Koszier
Assistant engineers: Kevin Lipsett, Phil Hotz
Mastered by Joao Carvalho

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Whitehorse Toronto, Ontario

Ethereal folk, Space Cowboy twang. Psychedelic spaghetti western. Intergalactic blues grooves. Pop noir. Since their debut in 2011, Whitehorse has evolved from magnetic folk duo to full-blown rock band. In truth, Whitehorse is never fully either one or the other, but an ever-evolving creative partnership that challenges both artists to explore new instrumental & lyrical terrain with each project. ... more

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