The Sacred Mood

by MY RUIN

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WATCH ★ Album Teaser:
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WATCH ★ Behind-The-Scenes Studio Movie:
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WATCH ★ 'Heretic Dreams' - Music Video:
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WATCH ★ 'Moriendo Renascor' - Music Video
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◄| The Sacred Mood / Press Quotes |►

"Melding the hardcore attitude that emerged on A Prayer Under Pressure of Violent Anguish (2000) with a darker, doomier atmosphere that began to brew in 2010’s Ghosts And Good Stories, the My Ruin of 2013 is an entirely different beast to the Tairrie B solo project that came kicking and screaming with Speak and Destroy at the tail-end of last century. With each new release My Ruin hone their unique brand of noise, but this one has nailed the blend of heaviness and accessibility so perfectly that this could well be the album of their career." 5/5 - Dani Hawkins // ONE METAL UK
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"My Ruin have carved themselves a reputation for street level in-your-face bad-assedness, albeit only amongst those that look for their metal and mayhem outside the confines of big record label business. The ultimate do-it-yourself outfit led by vocalist/wordsmith Tairrie B. Murphy and guitarist/multi-instrumentalist Mick Murphy – the wife and husband team par excellence – My Ruin have slugged it out for the last several years as independent artists (even with a record deal), turning in some positively brash and pointedly aggressive work for the masses to swallow. The Sacred Mood follows on the heels of A Southern Revelation’s ultra-violence, making the descent into the Murphy maelstrom somewhat slower this time out. It’s worth noting that The Sacred Mood goes off without a single profane word (!!!) crossing her lips." Carl Begai // BRAVE WORDS
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My Ruin has quietly (or loudly) forged a solid career for themselves based on integrity and the quality of the music. On their just released 8th album Tairrie B. along with her husband and talented multi-instrumentalist Mick Murphy not only continues to push the envelope, but has managed to bring things to an even higher level. Tairrie B. has always managed to produce music that is vital, relevant and significant and with “The Sacred Mood” those traits are still present. “The Sacred Mood” is as lethal and sonically devastating as anything the band has released to date."
95/100 - Tony Cannella // FEMME METAL
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" Their singular, recognizable traits remain a full part of the band’s sound in 2013, but there is also welcome evolution that makes The Sacred Mood a standout album of the year. The LP is a lean, focused beast, with not a minute wasted.You have been warned."
5/5 - Graeme Blackwell // SKIN BACK ALLEY
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"LA's angriest mettalers come back swinging. No one can accuse My Ruin of pandering to fads. Tairrie B Murphy for one, has certainly not mellowed over the years, especially when she lets rip on Moriendo Renascor and the doom-laden trudge of Insomniac Moon"
Dan Slessor // KERRANG! MAGAZINE
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"Tairrie Murphy, screams, roars and recites her poetic thoughts in a manner that is equally as violent as it is eloquent.The Sacred Mood sees them pushing that dial to the next level, a level that is crushingly heavy both lyrically and musically but at the same time, painfully romantic and honest."
8/10 - Graham Finney // PURE GRAIN AUDIO
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" Tairrie B, is the most well rounded front woman in metal! The D.I.Y approach that she, and the rest of My Ruin take is bad ass! She does what she wants, not what some suit tells her to do to sell records. She definitely has that rebellious punk rock, full of piss and vinegar attitude that drives the energy of the bands music. The album is a weapon of massive sound. My Ruin are metal , no doubt about it. I like to say dirty rock n roll."
8/10 - Jeff Blackburn // THE EXAMINER
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" The D.I.Y. ethos, that has been the pulsing heart of My Ruin, and has kept them original to the point of clarity. There are never blurred lines, what you see is what you need, and what you hear is the ever evolving sound of originality, and an uncompromising care about music."
Jonathan Taylor // AN ARMCHAIR CRITIC UK
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"My Ruin build on their signature sound by combining elements of stoner metal, Southern rock and hardcore. Through her lyrics Tairrie is always keen to divulge the brutal truth in an acerbic yet eloquent way. With huge backbeats and riffs galore this album won't disappoint fans"
7/10 - Catherine Morris // METAL HAMMER MAGAZINE
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"From start to finish this album is packed with raw energy and aggression; the sinister tones of album opener, 'Monolith of Wrath' the stomping rock undertones of 'Heretic Dreams' and the contorted slow-blues drenched cover of the Elvis Presley classic 'Trouble'. It's all here - My Ruin doing what they do best and doing it their way."
Mark Doyle // THE MUSIC PRESS UK
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" A potent mixture of hardcore aggression, groove metal muscle and hard rock swagger that seems to have grown out of the band’s desire to keep things real and do things on their own terms without record label backing.Their most all-encompassing album to date. Highly Recommended." 8.5/10 - Chris Ward // THIS IS NOT A SCENE
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"On every My Ruin record, there's at least one song where Tairrie B unleashes her trademark scream --- the one that separates her from everybody else in the game. There may be others that can growl lower, can shriek higher but NO one else can deliver the pure lethal venom she is capable of spewing."
5/5 - Morley Seaver // ANTI MUSIC
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"Their independence is admirable in a world consumed by greed and manipulation in the music industry. My friends the new album rocks…!"
Katie Doherty // BLACK SUNDAY MAGAZINE
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"Sadly, there are only a handful of powerful female voices in the metal world. Tairrie B of M Ruin is one of them. The Sacred Mood further solidifies My Ruin’s signature sound, a swirling mix of chugging guitars, passionate vocals, and the occasional spoken word verse. Their cover of Elvis Presley’s “Trouble” shows the band’s less serious side—you can practically hear the wink and nod to the audience in this ode to the King."
Nikki Hedrick // BEACHCOMBER MAGAZINE


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The opening track ‘Monolith of Wrath’ sets the tone for ‘The Sacred Mood’. Drenched in the heat of the South and doused in humid heaviness under a Tennessee sky in the summertime, My Ruin’s eighth studio album is the opposite of light. A damned and divine offering which begins with a dark and heavy memoriam to insomnia fueled nights. Written in a sleepless state of mind, Tairrie B laments unconscious anxieties invoking a woman possessed and preoccupied with loathing the sunrise. A percolating drum line builds tension exploding into a mammoth chorus of ascending guitar and bass riffs. The loud to quiet push and pull feel of the song makes for a unique and thematic introduction to the album.

The heart pumping ‘Moriendo Renascor’ which translates to ‘In death, I am reborn’ is an up tempo wall of riffs with elements of stoner metal and vintage California hardcore. Like a phoenix rising from the fiery ash and bone this track boasts fuzzy guitars sizzling over driving drums, infernal bass and ferocious vocals with reflective lyrics of rebirth and renewal. Cryptic as it is catchy; ‘God is a Girl with a Butcher Knife’ cuts like a killer from the songs first searing solo, through each memorable chorus. Dynamically vocals allow Tairrie B to contrast her sultry spoken words with her trademark throaty screams while intricate drums, thick guitar and big bass converge for maximum impact to create an instant My Ruin classic.

The unholy eloquence of ‘Heretic Dreams’ invites listeners to worship at the alter of their own imaginations taking them on a magical journey through the heart of a non believer with percussive lyrical patterns winding through a sludgy musical rock garden of driving anthem riffs and anathema sentiment. Southern rock proclivities permeate ‘Honey of the Human Soul’ and paint the proceedings with vivid language and dreamy imagery as vocals writhe with passion and pain resonating over Mick Murphy’s menacing drums, gargantuan riffing and emotive guitar solos. The bass lays down a thick seismic groove that underlines the heaviness throughout the entire song. Ominous and otherworldly, ‘Insomniac Moon’ is a spine-chillingly hypnotic spoken word styling delivered over haunting dirge like drones. This atmospheric soundtrack of the South opens with the tranquil sounds of cicadas buzzing in the trees while Tairrie B illustrates her surroundings as the high priestess of poetic intensity. Deeply sullen doom-laden riffs baptize the bass with smoke and swampy solos as the drums evoke the slow roll of a train inching by in the distance. The visceral vocals in ‘Hour of the Wolf’ howl with an unrestrained gut wrenching urgency as the death n roll style riffage bewitches the monster bass of Luciano Ferrea to form a massive mountain of earth shaking fury.

The conviction of ‘Del Riche’ is a character assassination on artistic integrity which stands alone as the only confrontational track on the album. This cathartic sequel to A Southern Revelation’s 2011 ‘Vultures’ continues to call out a ghost of the past with a conflicted ego-bruising ode to a digital girl with an analogue heart. Luciano Ferrea’s low-end pummels you into the abyss that awaits in Mick Murphy’s guitar as his axe illustrates the story between the lines of Tairrie B’s lyrical tale of dishonesty and deceit. A head banging induced Southern roots stomper inspired by the much-quoted poem in which Sylvia Plath compares herself to that Biblical figure once resurrected by Christ. ‘Harsh Light of Day’, summons Lady Lazarus as muse while Tairrie B preaches her ultra personal trademark sermons of exquisite beauty and divine despair from the depths of her self inflicted mind as she mourns little slices of death and sunshine.
Praise is paid to the king of rock & roll with a down tuned sexy vocal swagger and growling red lipstick snarl in this provocative evil twist of Elvis Presley’s 1958 blues classic ‘Trouble’ which is a captivatingly unexpected album closer for My Ruin’s 2013 comeback.

As My Ruin’s founder and formidable frontwoman, Tairrie B Murphy is the metal world’s patron saint of blasphemy and one of rocks most harrowing performers. An elegant wordsmith whose blood-curdling signature screams blended with Whiskey soaked spoken words create a unique dichotomy of beautifully brutal lyrical storytelling that is hers alone. Best known for spitting her distinct brand of Old Testament influenced hellfire and damnation stylish violence, on ‘The Sacred Mood’ she is no longer exorcising her demons, she is embracing them while doing what she does best, conjuring up religiously ethereal content that continues to set her apart from the many women who have followed in her footseteps.

Mick Murphy is the rock counterpart to Tairrie’s ruin and a master of heaviosity. From his majestic guitar work to his powerhouse drumming, the talents of Knoxville born multi instrumentalist and co producer shine throughout ‘The Sacred Mood’ with his organic homegrown essence of 70’s influenced musicianship. His penchant for big backbeats, stunning riffs, searing solos and memorable songs are showcased here like never before. Having joined the husband and wife duo in 2011 for My Ruin’s ‘Ghosts and Good Stories’ UK tour, Argentinian born bassist Luciano Ferrea holds down the thunderous low end with a mean rumble and a no nonsense approach adding a thick smoldering bottom layer of vibe and ambiance to the new album enhancing the weight of the grooves.

My Ruin returned to Soundtrack Black Studio in the hills of East Tennessee to once again work with longtime friend and Joel Stooksbury, who mixed, engineered and co-produced the new album along with Mick Murphy as a follow up to their critically acclaimed last album ‘A Southern Revelation’ which they released as a free download and gift to fans via Bandcamp in 2011.

‘The Sacred Mood’ is a subtle reinvention for My Ruin who have found their sound and honed it into a timeless work of art while staying true to their roots. Paying no attention to the current trends, the band allowed itself to explore a darker side of lush textures and natural tones maintaining their authentic musical sensibility mixed with ultra personal anti-pious poetry to craft a new dimension to their songwriting resulting in their most abstract yet engaging album to date.

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released 11 June 2013

Produced by Mick Murphy & Joel Stooksbury
Engineered & Mixed by Joel Stooksbury
Recorded @ Soundtrack Black Studio in East Tennessee
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Lyrics - Tairrie B Murphy
Music - Mick Murphy
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Vocals - Tairrie B Murphy
Guitar & Drums - Mick Murphy
Bass - Luciano Ferrea
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Cover Art by Kayleigh Brookes
The Little Room at House Of Brookes

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Track Name: Monolith Of Wrath
MONOLITH OF WRATH
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Sun crashes through my window
Moon falls asleep in my bed
Wide awake I’m filled with violence
Of the voices in my head
So eloquent they speak to me
I feel the madness rise
One pill to numb this pounding
Another pill to close my eyes

Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight of my….

Old wounds will always haunt me
Time has a way with words
One pill to numb this feeling
Another pill to calm my nerves

Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight of my…
Of my mind…Of my mind…
The moonless midnight of my mind

Esoteric dissonance
The soothing sound of silence
But once the heavy starts to hit
Feel the wrath of the monolith

Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight…

Blue skies are sacrificed
Let the witching hour come
One pill to numb this pressure
Another pill to kill the sun
Track Name: Moriendo Renascor
MORIENDO RENASCOR

Life and death and time remind us
Leave the dust of past behind us
Mourn the memories of our mistakes
Take our secrets to the grave

Blessed is the beast that rises
From the ashes of our vices
Warnings that must be conveyed
Truth is not in being saved

Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor
Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor

In this garden filled with earthly vanities temptation lies
Divine salvation only comes to those who die

Spirits come and give us light
Haunting hearts as black as night
When the skies turn dark and grey
The dead will have their way

Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor
Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor

This too shall pass so come what may
Your tomorrow is today
Each night I go to sleep and mourn
When I wake I am reborn
Track Name: God Is A Girl With A Butcher Knife
GOD IS A GIRL WITH A BUTCHER KNIFE
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Red are the lips with a tongue so sharp
Kiss her mouth and cut out her heart
I can feel the heat from the sun I scorn
The sicken of the calm who know the storm

Suffer - Love her

Death is the veil which those who live call life
They sleep and it’s lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife…A butcher knife

Black is the hair with the skin so white
Drown her sins in the pale moonlight
I can feel the earth bleed beneath my feet
The strength of the dirt where the flesh is weak

Suffer - Lover

Death is the veil which those who live call life
They sleep and it’s lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife

Music, when harsh voices die
Vibrates in the memory
And so will thoughts when thou art is gone
My words shall live on…

Death is the veil which those who live call life
They sleep and it’s lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife

The mistress of the verbal hand grenade be my muse
The good book speaks to those who seek the truth
But where’s the proof?
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Track Name: Heretic Dreams
HERETIC DREAMS

Myths are flowers of imagination
They grow freely fed by mystery
Watered by our hopes and faith in metaphor
Dressed up in the truth they beautifully adorn
Gardens of our minds reborn
Resurrected from the past we left behind

Religion…Just like superstition
Is the weed that strangles reason

Blood is beauty flowing from the veins
Of inspiration to our hearts
Beating as our dreams and real life collide
Decorated in our sins we shed our skins, strengthen our lungs
Breathe and kill the demons with the magic of our tongues

Religion…Just like superstition
Is the weed that strangles reason

The image of the lord has been replaced
By a mirror and the Devil’s face
A virtuous heretic shall be saved
Before a wicked Christian preys

Religion…Just like superstition
Is the weed that strangles reason
Religion…Just like superstition
Is the weed that strangles reason
Track Name: Honey Of The Human Soul
HONEY OF THE HUMAN SOUL

We fall into hell and feel the slow burn all over us
Intoxicated by the sound darkness covers us
Deep inside the abyss with voices in the air
Crimson skies open wide while sunlight says a prayer

The pain inside is hard to hide
Our scars are sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies…at night

We start to dream and the wind begins to follow us
Now every wall in our room just wants to swallow us
Underneath I breathe a sigh of relief
Turn the volume to ten just to hear myself scream

The pain inside is hard to hide
Our scars are sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies…at night

I lose myself in the chaos that comes with the day
Collaborate on the clouds so I can feel safe

The music comes to me just like a friend and comforts me
A guilty conscious will confess while words are haunting me

The pain inside is hard to hide
Our scars are sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies

We store the honey of our human souls inside our tears
Gathered on wings of misery we let go of our fears

We choose to let our moods create our escape
Turn off the world and now we’re floating in space
Track Name: Insomniac Moon
INSOMNIAC MOON
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Winter seems so far away…

I open my mouth and I can taste the heat of the South
Baptized in Whisky I worship the sound
Thick like clouds under the Tennessee sky, damned and divine
Every summer has a story and this one is mine
The high priestess of prophecy
I preach my sermons to the cicadas in the trees
Heavy with the holiness of his riffs
I bleed

The Southern sun will light the room
With secrets of the moon…secrets of the moon
I close my eyes and come alive
Inside the sacred mood….the sacred mood

Night falls and the fireflies surround me like rain
I can hear the distant thunder of August immaculate in its pain
This is the ballad of a blasphemous girl
The lament of an insomniac, a dirge for the sacrosanct
Doomed with the rumble of the deep
I pray my soul will continue to speak
As the low end strangles me

The Southern sun will light the room
With secrets of the moon…secrets of the moon
I close my eyes and come alive
Inside the sacred mood…the sacred mood

The Southern sun will light the room
With secrets of the moon…secrets of the moon
I close my eyes and come alive
Inside the sacred mood…the sacred mood

Beauty for some provides an escape
For others, an exquisite dying
Track Name: Hour Of The Wolf
HOUR OF THE WOLF
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The iron tongue of midnight - No one will see her standing here
Between the mortal and the muse - Our darkest evening of the year

These hills have riffs
These woods have words so deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven

In this the hour of the wolf - She gives into her greatest fear
A beating heart becomes a scream - The only sound that she can hear

These hills have riffs
These woods have words so deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven

It is the hour when most people die
Sleep is deepest and nightmares are real

These woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have secrets I must keep
Words to say before I sleep - Words to say before I...

These hills have riffs
These woods have words so deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven
These woods have history
These hills are filled with memories
I close my eyes and see the beauty in my blasphemy

These woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have secrets I must keep
Words to say before I sleep
Words to say before I…
Track Name: Del Riche
DEL RICHE
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Still feel the pretty poison
That's coursing through your veins
Your silent analogue heart
No longer beats but it remains
A hard reminder of your past
Distant memory
An unapologetic thief
Transformed herself into Del Riche
Del Riche

Complicated identity
But I remember who you used to be

The fallacy whereby a goose
Believes that she’s a swan
Pretend you’re someone else
But all your character is gone
A work in progress to erase
Traces of your fame
True metamorphosis
Is more than just changing your name
Del Riche

Complicated identity
But I remember who you used to be

Beauty is only skin deep but ugly goes clean to the bone
The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see alone

Complicated identity
But I remember who you used to be

The vultures they still circle within the words I wrote
Your skeletons have not grown skin but there is always…hope
Track Name: The Harsh Light Of Day
THE HARSH LIGHT OF DAY
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Shut the drapes and the world drops dead
Sometimes it’s nice to forget
Why suffer from another sunrise
Dying is an art like everything else

So heavy is my heart
So dead in comfort I am numb
The luxury of sleep eludes me

Close my eyes and the room turns red
Sometimes it’s nice to pretend
Why bother with another sunset
Dying is an art like everything else

So heavy is my heart
So dead in comfort I am numb
The luxury of sleep eludes me
Just one more pill to take
And maybe I won’t recognize
The harsh light of day

These are my hands - my knees - my scars

Oh Lady Lazarus
Come and speak to me
Dark side of happy is despair
Oh Spirits of the night
Forgive my restless mind
From ashes I will rise and eat my enemies like air

Just one more pill to take
And maybe I won’t recognize
The harsh light of day
Track Name: Trouble
TROUBLE
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If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack

Cause I'm evil…my middle name is misery…yeah baby
Well I'm evil…So don't you mess around with me

I've never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I don't take no orders
From no kind of man
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble don't you try it all alone

Cause I'm evil…my middle name is misery
yeah baby… that’s what I said…
Well I'm evil… so don't you mess around with me

I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be…
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
So don't mess around don’t, don't mess around with me

I'm evil… I'm evil… evil… evil…
So don't mess around, don't mess around with me
I'm evil…evil…
So don't mess around with me
Yeah!