I don't know what to do because
The devil’s found my house
Maybe if I keep real still
And stay silent as a mouse
He may fly away in chaos
He may crawl back inside the mouth
I don’t know what to do?
The devil’s found my house

He’s hidden all my bells away
Now I can’t call God
Can’t you hear he’s on his way?
The hoof is in the clod
No matter what I do or say
He’s gonna treat me like his dog
Even if I try and pray
I cannot reach God

I still remember the way your sunlight hair fell
like ashes on my bed
Your face in the mirror, your summer gown
All in the water where you laid me down
Rolling leaves on the ground
We were on the verge of Heaven
The crystal walk, the tender grass
The mid-sky falls
And when the wind was getting cold
That’s when the sun paints your fleece-skirt with gold
Now I’m sitting here with my memories getting old

I bought myself a gun today
Of cold polished steel
I bought the gun for fun
The gun is real
Now wherever I may roam
I’ll keep it at my heel
In preparation for the one
Who’s looking for a deal

I still remember the rain on the windowsill
And we just sat there, and the world fell still
I’m tired of always feeling afraid
When with your love I was nearly saved
Now I’m standing over a grave
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades
Eternal justice, steadfast hate
I wrote you a letter, and this you send
Endless misery
Torture without end
Now I’m standing on the edge

No Windows To The Old World

The Devil's Found My House

Track 5 from An Axe's debut album - 'She is Dust'. 
Recorded and mixed by Ali Chant at Toybox Studios, Bristol. Mastered by Bob Weston of Shellac. 
Backing vocals by The Dolly Mixtures.
Buy the CD or download from http://anaxe.bandcamp.com

O for Oratory

This isn’t me
This isn’t real
Its just a dream
Becoming real.

I stand in the middle
Of a raging ocean land
Splitting ice beneath my feet
And mountains crashing down.

I’m in a room
I’m waking now 
Was it just a dream?
What’s happening now?

I see dream spires of the county church
Burning crooked in the fire
Azrael diving through the rain
To save the blood choir.

This isn’t me
This isn’t real
Its just a dream
Becoming real.


No Windows To The old World

Tape 6

This new single is the first thing we've released with long-time pals Sparrow & the Workshop.  I've been itching to release their stuff ever since we recorded our Toad Session with them back in 2008.

Anyhow, two albums and several EPs and singles later, here we are.  The folkiness of their earlier stuff has all but vanished, and in its place is a more ferocious beast, with Jill evolving from a shy guitar picker to a ferocious front-woman, Nick turning from the metronome on bass to a balls-out rock god (minus the splendid perm of course) and Gregor... well, Gregor's just as nuts as ever.  And he has his awesome moustache back too.

The production at Chem19 is a breath of fresh air too. It's as close as you'll get to capturing the band's live aggression, and the vocals sound as good as I have heard.

This is the first single from their new album, and trust me, it's a good 'un.

Buy our stuff!

Sparrow and the Workshop - Shock Shock

Mark and Matt interview with Nottingham Live, February 2013

"With their dark take on surf pop, the three-piece have created a bitter sweet summer soundtrack full of pounding drum rolls and thrashing guitar chords. "

O for Oratory

An Axe

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