My favourite words beginning with the letter 'Sea':
Columbus. Cartography. Circles. Chronological. Cacophony.

North. South. East & West. It turns out Columbus was wrong. It's as flat as paper. As long as it's on the map and in our minds we wont get caught going round in circles, oh no. Oh no.

Spring. Summer. Autumn. Winter & Spring again. I'm a time-traveller travelling in the usual way. Just one second at a time. And don't we know it. Know it. Oh no.

Past. Present. Future tense. I will be. I want to be. I should be. I'm just trying to make some history. I'm trying to make a future to, but with all these silent bombs, how can I know? I don't know. Do you know?

You know you've seen this scene before. Same actors, different faces. Same places, different sets. Same problems and same solutions or lack thereof.

Sea-Song (Acoustic)

This was inspired by news sources in North Korea falsely telling people that cities around the world were celebrating Kim Jong-il's birthday. I was hearing this through my own news broadcaster and it made me question the information we are given and whether we should accept it.


I think it's an ancient Chinese proverb that begs the question: "If a bomb falls in a city, and the BBC aren't there to report it, does it make a sound?"

Whilst watching the pictures of deformed babies, part of my mind is still thinking that the news-reader is wearing too much make. By the time the adverts are their bright colours have changed my thoughts from dropping bombs to dropping prices.

I'm told it was an ancient Greek who said, "The first step to knowledge is knowing that we don't know anything." He didn't say if we were stepping forwards or stepping backwards, because I find ignorance is bliss when it's me who can't sleep at night.

Have we got silent bombs? Or is it just deaf ears?

Hear No. See No. (Acoustic)

There are many degrees of sight, and many degrees of blindness. What senses do we lack that we cannot see another world around us? All that we see, hear, taste, touch and smell is only smelled, felt, tasted, seen and heard.

Like fog round a car in early morning, we only know that we lack when we're lacking. Removal of all limitations is removal of all points of reference.

You can't turn off your ears, even when you're sleeping. But the brain can phase out what you're hearing, ringing, ticking, whirring. The curious art of listening.

So excuse me from stopping. Stopping my singing. While you dance your socks off, and I think of more words.



The Curious Art Of Listening

This is our first collection of full band recordings, 'The Curious Art Of Listening EP'.

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Sea-Song

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Words to make you think,
music to make you jump up and down.
Punk thoughts, folk ideals,
Utopian dreams with a crunchy biscuit centre.

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