A Southern Revelation

by MY RUIN

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As our gift to fans, we have made our 7th album, 'A Southern Revelation' available as a digital only 100% *Free Download*. Enjoy! For those who would like to contribute to our DIY cause, thank you. We have set up a donate button @ www.myruin.net and we appreciate your love and support in continuing to keep the spirit of independence alive through our music and art. ♥

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◄| A Southern Revelation Press Quotes |►

"Husband and wife sludge metallers turn in their most personal work yet. One of the most vital and impassioned albums released all year."
5/5K's - Paul Travers // KERRANG! MAGAZINE
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"My Ruin dish up a raw and revitalizing antidote to the insincere posturing so prevalent in more commercially motivated areas of heavy music. This is the real deal from start to finish."
8/10 - Dom Lawson // METAL HAMMER MAGAZINE
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"My Ruin have done the unthinkable… made the perfect album and then gave it away for free…a sign of a truly fan friendly band!"
10/10 - Luke Hayhurst // DESTRUCTIVE-MUSIC
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"The album is like a tapestry of gorgeous black noise. the wonderful guitar work from Mick is outstanding and Tairrie's voice is better than ever."
Katie Doherty // BLACK SUNDAY MAGAZINE
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"What you are smelling is my ass getting smoked by My Ruin’s seventh studio release, A Southern Revelation. Holy fucking shit!"
5/5 - Keith Anderson // THE NEW REVIEW
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"Recorded in the Tennessee backwaters this album is an absolute beast. Fuck the vacuous shit that clutters record shop shelves with major label on the outside and utter shit on the inside, go get some real fucking music."
Darrel Sutton // UBER ROCK
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"My Ruin's finest hour of recorded music. A Southern Revelation is a lethal combination of art, revenge, and catharsis. Whether it be from the considerable inspiration that played a part in the creation of this record or just the natural evolution of a determined band, A Southern Revelation is simply stellar. It's tough to imagine My Ruin sounding any better than this."
5/5 - Morley Seaver // ANTI MUSIC
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"A distinctive and truly imposing album from one of the best rock & roll metal bands of all time."
Neil Mach // METAL AS RELIGION
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"A bloodletting rather than an exorcism.Tairrie's voices are the razor-tipped hand to guitarist/husband Mick Murphy's iron glove, who carries her attack on a platform of trademark Black Sabbath-meets-Black Label Society shred."
8.5/10 - Carl Begai // BRAVE WORDS
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"The moral of this album’s story - do NOT piss off Tairrie B. Definitely a sign that triumph can come out of adversity if you’re smart enough to focus your anger where it does the most damage – in your music."
Andy Close // PURE RAWK
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"The sound is so damn heavy that the howl and clammier of the rhythm section elevates it beyond the mud of Skynyrd and the sludge of Sabbath, giving it a plateau of its own. My Ruin are pioneers of their art and always pushing the boundaries of Metal and Heavy Rock."
Jonathan Taylor // AN ARMCHAIR CRITIC
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With every new offering, My Ruin documents their life and wears their bloody ravaged hearts on their sleeve often reflecting what is going on around them both sacred and profane. With ‘Ghosts and Good Stories’ marking the end of a decade and a true milestone in their career, the magnum opus that is ‘A Southern Revelation’ signifies the band’s seventh full length studio album as a symbol of staying power celebrating their determination and dedication to the fiercely independent DIY ethic that has always been a part of My Ruin.

Produced by Mick Murphy & Joel Stooksbury ‘A Southern Revelation’ was recorded at Soundtrack Black Studio deep in the snow covered hills just outside of Knoxville, Tennessee during the bone chilling month of January 2011. Unrepentant, unrestrained and unforgiving, this is without a doubt, My Ruin’s meanest and most pointed album to date. A highly focused, intensely passionate and cleansing record that invites it’s listener on a personal journey of retribution. Staying true to their sound and confrontational lyrical delivery ‘A Southern Revelation’ stands alone in My Ruin’s catalog with renewed razor sharp, violent scream vocals and spoken word over stone cold crisp yet doomy metallic rock guitar riffs. While friendship is a fashion and honesty is the holiest disease, this is their seven daggers of Megiddo; this is their slaying of the beast.

The new album opens with a requiem; a visceral funeral for the sins of a friend as ‘Tennessee Elegy’ comes in with a thunderous roar of sound on top of white and snowy ground. The harsh cold reality of the language hits after the intro explodes into chugging riffs that are reminiscent of a large engine turning over in the dead of winter which sets the temperature for the record. As hot as a shot of Old No. 7 Whiskey, ‘Highly Explosive’ is a vitriolic and volatile Molotov cocktail of calmly spoken, contemplative anger fueled words that reach their boiling point, bursting into fiery spit choruses charged with big rock guitar chords and bashing drums. With its catchy 70’s style gritty riffs offset by abrupt changes of time signature musically kicking things up in the middle and then dragging the doom at the end, ‘Walk of Shame’ takes lyrical aim at those self important personalities so desperate for fame and rock stardom in a City of Angels.

Multi-instrumentalist Mick Murphy is a one man band who remains as solid as he is unrelenting with each album recording. Like an old school pro, never missing a beat, he moves fluidly from instrument to instrument with his amped up head bang inducing song structures and bone crushing guitar, drum and bass lines as exquisite as ever. A master of heaviosity whose roots are still firmly planted in the Sabbath influenced swagger of the seventies complimenting his no nonsense thick riffs and huge solos. Mick’s understanding of each instrument he is playing packs a power far beyond the strength of one musician. Mick has been called one of rocks ‘best kept secrets and most electrifying guitar players’ according to Michael Molenda, Editor in Chief of Guitar Player Magazine.

‘Deconsecrated’ is a fast and furious fateful liturgy to self preservation with the innate desire to keep it sacred amongst the secular society of false friendships and family values. The song burns its way true to form, from verse to chorus ushering in the stomping head banging mid section that pays homage to the albums title taking the listener on a journey of religiously inspired lyrical retrospect. Detailed with intense imaginative hatred and poetically cruel intentions, ‘Middle Finger’ is a snarling and sinister catchy mid tempo rocker that builds and grows like a grudge getting more aggressive musically enhancing the murderous violent fantasy theme. This is a cathartic and long overdue fuck you that conjures up images of brutality while vilifying and bitterly mocking the arrogance of a deceitful man devoid of conscience and destined to be punished for his lies and betrayal of trust. Setting the mood with it tripped out arrangement and haunting aesthetic as painful as it is personal, the Devil is in the details of ‘Vultures’ which is an honest, heartfelt lament reflected in a lyrical palette of remembrance for a complicated friendship set in the digital era of ego verses the analogue age of artistic integrity. With its slinky feel, ‘Seventh Sacrament’ is a dissonant and dirty memoriam to ‘Ghosts and Good Stories’ that faithfully speaks to the soul of the album and defines it as My Ruin’s 7th juggernaut of rock and roll atonement.

As the metal world’s patron saint of blasphemy and one of its most harrowing performers, Tairrie B has been a trailblazer for women in underground rock and one of the pioneers of ferocious-style female vocals with her trademark scream firmly in place since 1993. Often imitated but never duplicated with her distinct brand of stylish violence and storytelling, it’s her unique throat and unapologetic language that sets her apart from the many women who have followed in her footsteps over the years. With My Ruin’s latest pièce de résistance ‘A Southern Revelation’, Tairrie remains true to self and form, once again reborn with a new fire inside her but as outspoken and confrontational as ever delving into the dichotomy of her dark places where God and the Devil play muse while continuing to perfect the craft she originated with her fine art of screaming.

Revenge is sweet and ‘Reckoning’ is a relentless steamroller of a track that pulls no punches delivering a well deserved raucous attack of reprisal. This is a merciless riff raging barn burner that rips apart a self-righteous reputation and reduces it to ashes. The dark spoken word narrative tells the cryptic parable like tale of ‘The Soulless Beast’ which is a metaphor to depict a man possessed, a malevolent monster of a track exposing the pure evil in a person that manifested itself into the Biblical interpretation of the Anti Christ in the Book of Revelation. This is the albums slow and low grinder revealing rumbling verse parts which expand into loud choruses culminating in the doom heavy sound of classic stoner metal. Album closer ‘Mean Street’ is My Ruin’s sexy red lipstick kissed version (tapping intro and all) of the opening track from Van Halen’s slightly underrated Fair Warning album.

Upon first listen, you can’t help but feel the chemistry between Mick Murphy’s Southern fried musical sensibility mixed with Tairrie B’s ultra personal and anti-pious poetry creating a deadly combination of heartfelt passion and sludgy-slabs of fury which remain a constant for rocks most beautifully brutal husband and wife duo. Having gone from strength to strength over the years, My Ruin has fine tuned their music into a sound all their own and become a force to be reckoned with as a veteran band with an extensive catalog under their collective belt.

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released 07 December 2011

Recorded & Mixed @ Soundtrack Black Studio
Produced by Mick Murphy & Joel Stooksbury
Engineered & Mixed by Joel Stooskbury
Mastered by John Lousteau @ Studio 606
Cover Art by Tairrie B Murphy for BGD
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All Lyrics: Tairrie B Murphy
All Music: Mick Murphy
Except: "Mean Street" - By Van Halen
[Writers: Michael Anthony, David Lee Roth, Edward Van Halen & Alex Van Halen]
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Vocals: Tairrie B Murphy
Guitar, Bass & Drums: Mick Murphy

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Track Name: Tennessee Elegy
TENNESSEE ELEGY
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Under a black and starry sky
Make my peace and say goodbye
Dig the grave and watch it die
Bury this in my mind
Within a stream of consciousness
Cold is so intense
My fingers freeze but my language vents

The unintended consequences of complicated friendships
Once sacred now irreverent
The unintended consequences of complicated friendships
I’m unable to mend my fences

On top of white and snowy ground
Lose myself in the sound
My sorrows I drown
Listen to the wind howl
The darkness I feel
Winters chill in my bones
My heart will ache but my words hit home

The unintended consequences of complicated friendships
Once sacred now irreverent
The unintended consequences of complicated friendships
I’m unable to mend my fences

This is an elegy - A funeral for your sins
This is a eulogy - This is your requiem

I turn and walk away - I’m growing colder by the day
I turn and walk away

The unintended consequences of complicated friendships
Once sacred now irreverent
The unintended consequences of complicated friendships
I’m unable to mend my fences

This is an elegy - A funeral for your sins
This is a eulogy - This is your requiem
Track Name: Highly Explosive
HIGHLY EXPLOSIVE
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I’ve got a knife inside my back
And it’s diggin’ deeper everyday
I’ve got a letter in my hand
With words I know I need to say
It makes me sick to think we ever trusted or believed you
So stay the fuck away from us cause we no longer need you

I’m so ready - yes I’m ready - to unload again
Highly explosive - You were warned I might explode again
Yeah we’re ready - we’re so ready - here we go again
You tried to stop us once but this is now and that was then!

I’m burning up again - I’m on fire motherfucker
Might explode again – You’re a lying motherfucker

I’ve read those ugly things you said
And I just can’t get em out my head
I’ve heard about your nasty mouth
The trash I know you talked all over town
It makes me sick to think we ever trusted or believed you
So stay the fuck away from us cause we no longer need you

I’m so ready - yes I’m ready to unload again
Highly explosive - You were warned I might explode again
Yeah we’re ready - we’re so ready - here we go again
You tried to stop us once but this is now and that was then

I’m burning up again – I’m on fire motherfucker
Might explode again cause you’re a lyin’ motherfucker
And you know I’m crazy
A ticking time bomb baby
That’s right I’m fuckin’ crazy
Highly explosive baby
I suggest you stay the fuck away from…me.
Track Name: Walk of Shame
WALK OF SHAME
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Now I can tell by the way you came in - You’re just dying to be famous
Strung out on your own reflection – In desperate need of attention
So high on hope you’re wasted - So close you can almost taste it
So yesterday you’re faded - Welcome to LA….you’ve made it

You’re the walk of shame - You’re the Sunset Strip
You’re the same cliché’ honey – So keep on selling it

You pretend that you’re so alive - But you’re dead behind those eyes
Spun out from your last depression - a true Hollywood confession
So high on hope you’re wasted - So close you can almost taste it
So yesterday you’re faded - Welcome to LA….you’ve made it

You’re the walk of shame - You’re the Sunset strip
You’re the same cliché’ honey - And you look like shit
You’re the walk of shame -You’re an ego trip
You’ve got a lot to say by the sound of it but ya ain’t saying shit

Walk…..of shame - Drop another name
Walk…..of shame - Welcome to LA

Well you’ve got all the answers don’t you – And there ain’t nothing that you won’t do
True master of self promotion but you can’t buy and sell devotion
So high on hope you’re wasted - So close you can almost taste it
So yesterday you’re faded - Welcome to LA….you’ve made it

You’re the walk of shame - You’re the Sunset strip
You’re the same cliché’ - And you look like shit
You’re the walk of shame - You’re an ego trip
You’ve got a lot to say by the sound of it but ya ain’t saying shit

Walk…..of shame
Walk…..of shame
Walk…..of shame
Walk…..of shame
Track Name: Deconsecrated
DECONSECRATED
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Built my church with words of violence
Spoke my sermons to the pious
I seek myself for guidance
My religion is defiance
Holy Mother you keep quiet
Truth hurts so you deny it
I can’t take another liar
Burn that witch till she’s on fire

Every friend is a future enemy
In this temple of doom and family
Sacrificed my life for this to be
All I know is all I ever will be

Praise my God in words of violence
Suffer for my art in silence
I speak in tongues to riot
My religion is defiance
Holy Father full of fear
Truth is you disappeared
I can never be your daughter
Just another lamb to slaughter

Every friend is a future enemy
In this temple of doom and family
Sacrificed my life for this to be
All I know is all I ever will be

This is a Southern Revelation
In with the new out with the old
This is a Southern Revelation
A restoration of a soul

I am light - In my world
I am darkness - A blasphemous girl

Every friend is a future enemy
In this temple of doom and family
Sacrificed my life for this to be
All I know is all I ever will be

I am light - In my world
I am darkness - A blasphemous girl

Every friend is a future enemy
In this temple of doom and family
Sacrificed my life for this to be
All I know is all I ever will be
Track Name: Middle Finger
MIDDLE FINGER
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You’d like to think that you know me well
You never thought I would ever tell
Signed a deal with the Devil
Then I told him to go straight to hell

I’d like to take you by your hand
And bash your skull in with a bat
I’d like to cut you down to size
While I pray for your demise
And this time I won’t be nice
I’d like to end your fucking life

You’re all talk but your words are empty
The big shot you pretend to be
You’re all talk but your words are empty
My middle finger is all you get from me

You’d like to think that you know me well
You never thought I would ever tell
Signed a deal with the Devil
Then I told him to go straight to hell

I’d like to pull your insides out
And push your heart into your mouth
I’d like to crucify your wrists
And drive the nails in with my fists
And this time I won’t be nice
I’d like to end your fucking life

You’re all talk but your words are empty
The big shot you pretend to be
You’re all talk but your words are empty
My middle finger is all you get from me

And you can blame me so you feel better
I know the truth and I’ve read your letters
D is for Devil - The great misleader
D is for Devil – The great deceiver
D is for Devil - The great offender
D is for Daniel - The great pretender

You’re all talk but your words are empty
The big shot you pretend to be
You’re all talk but your words are empty
My middle finger is all you get from me

I’d like to watch your face turn blue
As I hold this grudge against you
Take my vengeance out on you
Make my violent fantasy come true
Track Name: Vultures
VULTURES
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It’s all about the basking in the perfect calm
The storm is finally passing – You can’t admit you’re wrong
We all have our silent unspeakable memories
That we do not choose to share but with a few
Today’s inspiration comes from you

I feel the discontent - But it’s about to end
Open up a vein and bleed - This mourning of a friend
It’s all about the basking – In the perfect calm
The storm is finally passing – You can’t admit you’re wrong

Digital girl with an analogue heart
Vultures are waiting to tear us apart
Times like this I remember when
It’s easier to forgive an enemy than a friend

I feel the disconnect – They’ll be no going back
The art is obvious - The silence is a stab
It’s all about the basking – In the perfect calm
The storm is finally passing – You can’t admit you’re wrong

Digital girl with an analogue heart
Vultures are waiting to tear us apart
Times like this I remember when
It’s easier to forgive an enemy than a friend

The line is thin and red
Between the love and hate
The Sky is far and wide
To London from LA
Where there’s a carcass there’s a vulture
Picking bones of flesh and minds
The devils drawing in the details
Where friendships go to die

It’s all about the basking – In the perfect calm
The storm is finally passing – You can’t admit you’re wrong

Digital girl with an analogue heart
Vultures are waiting to tear us apart
Times like this I remember when
It’s easier to forgive an enemy than a friend

Where there’s an artist there’s a vulture
In the picture is the proof
Art of illusion is ironic
The art of friendship is the truth

Your pretty picture’s lie – Your pretty pictures hide
Nobody knows the real vulture who lives deep inside of you
Track Name: Seventh Sacrament
SEVENTH SACRAMENT
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I’m sick to death of people trying to fit in
Commercialized into meaningless trends
The politics and the making amends
That’s why I’ve got more enemies than friends

January screams bring back old memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won’t let me forget

I can’t stand another counterfeit band
Homogenized and painfully bland
The kissing ass and the shaking of hands
That’s why I’ve got more enemies than friends

January screams bring back old memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won’t let me forget

The seventh sacrament – Body and blood
The seventh sacrament – Art that I bleed
The seventh sacrament – Flesh and the word
The seventh sacrament is setting us free

January screams bring back old memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won’t let me forget

The seventh sacrament – The body and blood
The seventh sacrament – The art that I bleed
The seventh sacrament – The flesh and the word
The seventh sacrament will set us free
Track Name: Reckoning
RECKONING
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Woke up today and saw our life flash right before our eyes
Were left for dead but once again from ashes we will rise
The truth will set us free and when it does make no mistake
We’ve died a million times and we’re too strong for you to break

So arrogant your power trip let’s you believe you’re right
So sick inside your egotistic twisted little mind
You’re just another motherfucker and a lesson learned
This is our reckoning, you’ve said enough now it’s our turn

Woke up today and saw the light flash right before our eyes
We’re done with all your poor excuses and your dirty lies
The world will know the man is nothing but a little bitch
We’ve burned another bridge and this time we don’t give a shit

So arrogant your power trip let’s you believe you’re right
So sick inside your egotistic twisted little mind
You’re just another motherfucker and a lesson learned
This is our reckoning, you’ve said enough now it’s our turn

We gave you everything but nothing we gave was enough
Now we no longer trust you and you no longer know us
We gave you everything but nothing we gave was enough
Pretend we don’t exist but you know what you did to us

So arrogant your power trip let’s you believe you’re right
So sick inside your egotistic twisted little mind
You’re just another motherfucker and a lesson learned
This is our reckoning, you’ve said enough now it’s our turn!
Track Name: The Soulless Beast
THE SOULLESS BEAST
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The soulless beast he came to feast upon our hearts with sin
He took the form of many men and called himself a friend
His charming words they lead us to believe and follow him
We couldn’t see his teeth but we could feel his grin

The abomination - That causes desolation's
The abomination – That causes desolation's

The soulless beast appeared so confident to gain our trust
Born of a jackal but disguised himself as one of us
He changed his face and shape when we would start to realize
He was as evil as the book of Daniel prophesied

The abomination -That causes desolation's
The abomination - That causes desolation's

This is our seven daggers of Megiddo
This is our Holy Sacrament
This is our sacrificial lamb
Our moment to repent
No more trials and tribulation
Revenge is fueled by Nazarene
Tonight’s the night we pay our penance
This is our slaying of the beast

Faith - Means not wanting to know what’s true
Faith - Is a knowledge in the heart beyond the reach of proof

The abomination - That causes desolation's
The abomination - That causes desolation's
Track Name: Mean Street
MEAN STREET

At night I walk this stinkin' street
Past the crazies on my block
And I see the same old faces
And I hear that same old talk
And I'm searching for the latest thing
A break in this routine
I'm talkin' some new kicks
Ones like you ain't never seen
This is home….This is Mean Street
It’s our home…..The only one I know


An' we don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Cause we're sick of these four walls
Now what you think is nothin'
Might be somethin' after all
Now you know this ain't no through street
The end is dead ahead
The poor folks play for keeps down here
They're the living dead


Come on down…..Down to Mean Street
They're dancin' now…..Look! Out on Mean Street
Dance baby!


It's always here and now my friend
It ain't once upon a time
It’s all over but the screamin’
I come to take what's mine
We're searchin' for the latest thing
A break in this routine
I’m talkin' some new kicks
Ones like you ain't never seen


This is home....This is Mean Street
It’s our home….The only one I know


(This is home)
See a gun is real easy
(This is Mean Street)
In this desperate part of town
(This is home)
Turns you from hunted into hunter, yeah
(This is Mean Street)
You go an' hunt somebody down
Wait a minute now
(This is home)
Somebody said "Fair Warning"
(This is Mean Street)
Lord, strike that poor boy down!