Falling Down the Back of the Blues

Organically Grown

Composed by Admiral Krank. Guitars by Admiral Krank. Drums by Mo Sheen. Bass loop by Sample Science. 

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Radio Man

Cooking up the heat and boogie woogie with John. I had two things on my mind writing these lyrics ~ memories of working in a hotel in London when the chef set up a wooden chopping board at the far end of the kitchen, and expertly threw knives at it from the other end when he got pissed off with somebody ~ and seeing all my SoundCloud friends who also regularly burn their dinners when "just nipping back" to adjust a track they are recording :-D
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmr7HfkkvcI

John Laurence: piano & instrumental composition https://soundcloud.com/john-poletti
Chris Okunbor: vocals, harp, lyrics, vocal composition

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Troubles in the Kitchen

Troubles In The Kitchen ~ Chris O & John Laurence (Video link in notes)

This one was developed and recorded one afternoon about a year ago with Jose (the Problem) when no one was thinking about mics or recording quality or nuthin', and I can’t really remember what we did. I opened it back up a few weeks ago and did a little editing. But it was basically live. I was playing v-drums somewhere back there with a little speaker, while Jose played piano with at least one mic. We may have added the vocals separately. I don’t know. I just don’t know.

Tales From a Midnight Bucket
                            Janine Levinson & Jose Freitas

It pours on me from a midnight bucket somewhere in my chest
Getting cold, maybe tears, maybe oil, maybe blood
I don't know

It hounds me so from a twisted chair squeaking as it rocks
Burn my ears, maybe cries, maybe songs, maybe pleading
I don't know

Just my black heart, my injured soul
No place for love   
No place for hope
It’s me and my black soul  

It gets a hold: a wire machine with poison in the gears
Bitter oil, maybe pitch, maybe tar, maybe grease
I don't know

It’s underneath my parchment skin and worms its way to light
Maybe bugs, maybe hair, maybe bone, maybe bile 
I don’t know

Just my black heart, my injured soul
No place for love   
No place for hope
It’s me and my black soul     
ooooooooh!

Strings of tar
Rising twister helpless in the rancid air
Cataract stars 
Fraying leather 
Helpless in the rancid air

It shoots in me a spear of ice freezing in my chest
Getting cold, maybe tears, maybe soil, maybe gone
I don't know  

It undermines my blistered soles and forces me to crawl
Maybe dirt, maybe worms, maybe flesh, maybe gold 
I don’t know 

Just my black heart, my injured soul
No place for love   
No place for hope
It’s me and my black soul

The Midnight Bucket (Live) (Probably)

Slow Revolution

This song is dedicated to my gran Phyllis Tewson whose husband died in his fifties. She lived in the same house on her own until she couldn’t look after herself in her late eighties. She was an inspiration to me and she never complained about her lot. Always took an interest in young people and was enthusiastic about all the crap that I shared with her in spite of my naivety. I think about her a lot.

35 years

A room within a room within a roOm 
Made using: 
https://soundcloud.com/enigmacurry/chemotaxis
remaster 03102023

The Lost Room  by EnigmaCurry

The GrOOvebOx is an "ideas and support" collective
with no specific genre barriers, just alternative open minds.

Please click link for lyrics and further information about this track :
https://soundcloud.com/man-on-a-grill/its-me

mOag - It's Me

A longtime Many Years Ago , When Mark & Myself Discovered Who We Were.
Vocals & Drums By Mark Heenan,
Guitars & Bass By Martin Reed,
Produced By Martin Reed.
Originally Recorded In 2001.

When We Both Drank Colours Shapes & Lines

Composed, arranged, Performed & Produced by Liam Boyle

Down At The Farm

The GrOOvebOx is an "ideas and support" collective with no specific genre barriers, 
just alternative open minds.

mOag - It's Me

Alternative GrOOvebOx