Monday, 15 June 2015

In Conversation with A Lonely Ghost Burning

Last week I had a long chat with the dedicated new music hunter and Moth Rah supporter, Jamie Downes, for his online music review project, 'A Lonely Ghost Burning'. The interview appears in full on his website.

"For me, making art of any kind is basically the conservation of life. It's a spiritual kind of process; it's being in touch with what it is to be human." - MOTH RAH

To read the whole interview click here.

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

Live at Shoreditch Church

Here's a clip from last Sunday's live rendition of 'The Elder Tree' performed at the mystical weekly event, 'Sun at Night' at Shoreditch Church. 'Sun at Night' is an evening of story telling, music and fire dancing (!) hosted by the fabulous Butterfly Wheel band on Sundays. The last 'Sun at Night' was ghost story themed so my narrative song, 'The Elder Tree' was a perfect fit.

Cassandra x

Monday, 8 June 2015

Song of the Dreamer

The final song from the Wild Wedding EP: Song of the Dreamer.

Featuring the drumming talents of Nicky Francis (Goldheart Assembly) and guitar from Harry 'Dream' Dean (Bear Driver).


A child or a princess, a girl in a blue dress, 
with bluebells and lilacs laced into her petticoat, 
Oh! take me by the ribbon in your hair, 
And lead me the way of the dreamer. 

I seek you inhaling the blood of the poppy. 
I look for your name in the smoke of the drowsy leaves. 

Oh, take me by the ribbon in your hair 
And lead me the way of the dreamer. 

There, I can see you at the gate of your garden! 
A foolish, enchanting truth in your eyes. 
Turn from me, you know I will follow, 
Til you tell me with laughter, 
The reason I wander, forever through mazes 
That vanish into dark. 

Oh take me and let me dissolve in the sound of forever and ever. 
I trust you and follow but where do you lead me? 
Through sunlight and haze and nightingale song. 
You lead me with singing until I have lost you 
and never can follow but fall to the ground 
As sleep gently pulls me away.


Cassandra x

Thursday, 4 June 2015

Strange Blooms

Wild Wedding EP by Moth Rah. Cover art by Michaela Meadow.
Wild Wedding EP by Moth Rah. Cover art by Michaela Meadow.

Wild Wedding EP by Moth Rah. Cover art by Michaela Meadow.

Wild Wedding EP by Moth Rah. Cover art by Michaela Meadow.

How does my garden grow? At the moment it's full of CDs! The Wild Wedding EP CDs can be ordered here.

Cassandra x

Monday, 1 June 2015

To the Lake

A new track from the 'Wild Wedding' EP: 'To the Lake'.

This is a haunted duet featuring the brooding vocals of Ian Williams from the Dead Flowers band, alongside a perfectly poised piano performance from my very own brother, Lawrence, and soaring violin solos from Jonathan Chan aka. Shekon.

Next Monday I'll post the final track from the Wild Wedding EP, 'Song of the Dreamer'. All those who pre-ordered the release have now been sent their digital downloads of the EP in full and CDs are on the way.

I would like to go with you to sit by the lake, 
Under the haunted blue light of the moon. 
And there we would see in the darkness our love, 
In all the depth and the black, the light and the blue: 
Our love without end, all around. 

I would not put you to counting the ways, 
The various ways that you love me. 
For love was not meant to be counted 
Like years on the rings of a fallen tree, 
Like the years gone by. 
Love is more likely seen in the gaping, scape of the sky. 

I would like to go with you to the world's edge 
Where nothing is outspread below, 
And then down into the dark heaven 
With hand holding hand we would go.


Monday, 25 May 2015


Here's the third track from my new 'Wild Wedding' EP. The EP can be pre-ordered from my Bandcamp page.

Make the bindweed into a crown. 
You are not short of blessing. 
Pull it through and wind it round. 
You are not short of blessing. 

Tell us a story that's yet untold. 
Let the strain and heartache unfold. 
Let us listen with wonder and fear. 
Hold your words close and take comfort there. 

Let us rest, let us rest awhile. 
Let us rest, let us rest awhile. 

Thread the daisies into a chain, 
that I may draw back my true love again. 
Wrap the wild roses around the arch 
and there to you will I secrets impart. 

Never told anyone this before. 
Never told anyone this, this. 
Never told anyone this before. 

Whisper it into the deep, deep well. 
There we shall draw water. 
Drink until the air is full 
With the sound of laughter. 

Tell us a story that's yet untold; 
Pull the threads together. 
Turn these salt tears into gold; 
Can you hear the laughter?