Sha La La (And Other Lies) — folk songs as Britpop
A hundred-year-old ghost walks into a pub on the Crooked Spire street. The lamps are gas, the rain is real, and the Epiphone case sits open in a puddle like nothing's been right since 1924. Sha La La (And Other Lies) is what the ghost has been singing all this time.
Twelve tracks. Ten of them are centuries-old folk songs reimagined as Britpop anthems. Two of them — Cigarette & Rain and Greasy Spoon — are originals that frame the rest. The whole thing is out Friday 4 September.
This is Skeleton House Collective's most British record. It's also our most American. It shouldn't work. It does.
The lies we sing along to
There's a reason people are still singing "Barbara Allen" in 2026. It first showed up in Samuel Pepys' diary in 1666 — "the little Scotch song of Barbara Allen" — and three and a half centuries later, you still know how it ends. The young man dies. The lover follows him down the very next day. A rose and a briar grow from their two grey stones. The lyrics aren't even good. The story isn't even surprising. The melody sticks anyway.
That's what Sha La La (And Other Lies) is about. The sha-la-la is the meaningless syllables we sing in pop choruses, the things we know aren't real but we keep singing because the song needs them to be true. The other lies are the folk songs — stories every culture has been telling itself for centuries because we need them more than we need facts.
John Barleycorn dies and rises again every harvest. Tam Lin's lover holds him through every transformation and love conquers the faerie queen. The Wayfaring Stranger is going home, even though no home is waiting. The House Carpenter's wife leaves her babies on the kitchen floor for a daemon lover, and we keep singing it because love-as-doom is the oldest lie of all.
These songs are lies. They've outlived everyone who ever called them lies. That's the album.
A folk album in disguise
| Track | Original folk source | Century | |---|---|---| | Cigarette & Rain | original | — | | Greasy Spoon | original | — | | Last Orders (The Drunken Sailor) | "The Drunken Sailor," sea shanty | 19th-c. | | Barbara Allen Electric | "Barbara Allen," Child Ballad #84 | c. 1666 | | Clementine Blues | "Oh My Darling Clementine" | 1884 | | Tam Lin's Coat | "Tam Lin," Child Ballad #39 | c. 1549 | | Wayfaring Loud | "Wayfaring Stranger," American gospel folk | 19th-c. | | House Carpenter | "House Carpenter," Child Ballad #243 | c. 1685 | | Streets of Laredo | "Streets of Laredo," American cowboy ballad | 19th-c. | | Shenandoah (Roar) | "Shenandoah," American river ballad | early 1800s | | House of the Rising Skeleton | "House of the Rising Sun" | 18th-c. American traditional | | John Barleycorn Must Die | "John Barleycorn," English folk song | 16th-c. or earlier |
Sing the album end to end and you've travelled from a Bristol kitchen in 1685 to a New Orleans Bourbon Street in 1860 to the Yuba River in 1849 to a Selkirk hillside in 1549 to a Norfolk barley field in some year nobody remembers. The folk-revival is geographical as much as temporal.
The production is unapologetically Britpop. Jangly Epiphones, Hammond organ, fiddle accents on the rowdy ones, gang backing vocals on the choruses, Gallagher-coded singalong endings. It's Morning Glory sitting next to Bringing It All Back Home. It's a pub gang shouting Child Ballads at last orders. It's the music as it would have been if Oasis had grown up on Watersons records.
The Skeleton House thread
Three times across the album, a question slips into the lyric: "Has anyone seen Harris?"
It opens Cigarette & Rain — "Has anyone seen Harris? He went out for a smoke in 1924." It returns in House Carpenter — "Has anyone seen Harris? He took the same boat." It closes John Barleycorn Must Die — "Has anyone seen Harris? He's drinking still."
Harris is the mythic character at the centre of The Bones of Love. On that album he's a guy who's already gone, and the whole record is grief disguised as celebration. On Sha La La, he's a ghost who never stopped walking. He smokes through 1924. He boards a haunted ship in a Bristol port. He's still drinking at the end of John Barleycorn's hundredth resurrection. The folk songs absorb him into their cycle — Harris is just another verse in the centuries-old tale.
Two other tracks name the band directly. *House Carpenter*'s chorus ends "Skeleton house and a wedding ring." House of the Rising Skeleton — already named for us in the title — bridges with "Skeleton house, the collective sings." The Crooked Spire pub on the cover isn't just any pub. It's where the whole Skeleton House universe gathers to sing what it's always been singing.
Out 4 September
Twelve tracks. Two originals, ten reimaginings. A folk-revival concept album that sounds like a Britpop record. Out Friday 4 September 2026 on every major platform.
Pre-save Sha La La (And Other Lies): distrokid.com/hyperfollow/skeletonhousecollective/sha-la-la-and-other-lies
While you wait — if you haven't yet — start with the album that introduced Harris. His ghost walks through these twelve songs because his story didn't end there. It continues here, in the pub on the rainy street, where the music never really stopped.
The Epiphone case is open. Pick something up.
Watch: the full album film on YouTube - all twelve songs back to back, forty-five minutes.