The stories behind Dredge the Line, Boys

• Folk-Rock Momentum and Shanty Harmonies in Dredge the Line, Boys — Take B channels driving acoustic percussion and raw gang choruses to capture the urgency of an overnight water room emergency.
• Coastal Tides and Dialysis Water Safety in Dredge the Line, Boys — When storm surges inundate clinic reverse osmosis intake lines, technicians fight mud and salinity to deliver pure dialysate water.

Lyrics

High tide breached the marsh intake

Dialysis run starts at dawn

Get the waters on

The tide came running up the oyster reef

Brought salt and sand to our clinic's grief

The water room filters clogged up with silt

The finest RO unit ever built

Six island neighbors arriving for the chair

If the water ain't pure, there is no hope there

I strapped on my waders, grabbed a bucket and a wrench

Dredge the line, boys, pull the mud free

Separate the fresh water from the cold sea

For the mothers and the fathers on the treatment bed

Keep the pure water running in the red

Weigh, weigh

Weigh hay, the biomed clears

The sweetest clean water in 20 -odd years

I waded through the core grass into the brine

Cleared out the oyster shells along the intake line

Pulled the sandpack pre -filled just from the bay

Carried them back to the clinic tray

Re -seated the membranes with silicone grease

Flushed out the brine till the pressure was peace

The purity meter, it's 002

Cleanest sweet water that the clinic ever knew

They say an islander never leaves his own

When salt threatens, can you work to the bone?

No diplomas on the wall, no fancy corporate pride

Just neighbors helping neighbors on the

Chesapeake Tide

Dredge the line, boys, pull the mud free

Separate the fresh water from the cold sea

For the mothers and the fathers on the treatment bed

Keep the pure water running in the red

Weigh hay,

the bio -med clears

The sweetest clean water in 20 odd years

Tanks full, come to 2D

Acure Treatment begins on time

Eat us and we're grunk

Heave