Chalkhills EP

by Rebsie Fairholm

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Weep, weep O mine eyes and cease not Your spring tides out alas methinks increase not. O when, O when begin you to swell so high that I may drown me in you?
Moon on high Draw the tide Set the plough To the furrows wide Crown the vale with a borrowed dawn Chase the stars from the hollow corn Mine is the field in the shadows bright Aurora in my hair tonight Luminous, magnetised Sowed my heart from the fallow skies Sublimate eternity Your ascent a call to me You shine on a world of dream So near and so real You light me up, oh You light me up You shine on a world of dream (moon on high, draw the tide) So near and so real (set the plough to the furrows wide) You light me up, oh (moon on high, draw the tide) I dream you up
Sky-blue beauty You fly near the ground When your colour is of wide skies Oh I follow the earthbound flight Of all your wanders What can I do? You sang for me and I’ll sing for you Chalkhill blue Chalkhill blue And you know what to do With the violets I bring you Cause they’ll bloom in the winter Stasis reigns A path remains Shining in splendour Oh are you moved By this quiet love? It hangs unseen On a chalkhill breeze That stirs the velvet barley Chalkhill blue Chalkhill blue Sky-blue, you don’t see How lovely your colours are Oh-oh, you don’t see How beautiful you are There’s hush in the west And hope from the dust And you must remember All the colours you bring To this world when you sing Just being what you are From a chalkhill blue To the white rose that blooms in the garden Chalkhill blue Chalkhill blue You’ll see beyond the trees The sky awaits your song You’ll find below the sky The chalkhill where you belong


It's been a long nine years since I released any of my own music. This three-track EP is a return to my solo sound and an exploration of where the future might take me. The dreamy psych-folk vibe is still there, as are my 12-string guitars, but the outlook is perhaps warmer and brighter.

The EP opens with a 16th century madrigal by John Wilbye made from many layered voices. Although I've been true to the original arrangement, my performance is more natural and earthy than you would get from a classical rendition of this kind of song. Personally I feel that madrigals sound best 'au naturel' with a bit of human feeling in them.

The other two songs are my own, rooted as always in the fields and hills of the English landscape.


released June 25, 2018

All vocals and instruments by Rebsie Fairholm.

Songs composed by Rebsie Fairholm except "Weep, O Mine Eyes", a madrigal by John Wilbye, first published in 1598.

Recorded and mixed in Cheltenham, England for Sonic Spongecake Records.
Artwork and design by Rebsie.
Mastered by Mark Harmer.


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Rebsie Fairholm Cheltenham, UK

Haunting psych-folk inspired by the English landscape and the spirits of the ancestors. I play 12-string guitar, harp, piano, cornamuse, whistle and whatever else comes to hand. Now working full time with Marvin B Naylor.

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