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Gold Spectacles - PseudoFriends

Produced by Robert Smyth
Mixed by Ally Jowett
Produced by Paul Winstanly
Music written and performed by Flip Top Head 
Flute by Fran Larkin

Blitzcat Records © 

Follow Flip Top Head:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/flipt0phead
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/flipt0phead
Twitter: https://twitter.com/flipt0phead
Bandcamp: https://fliptophead.bandcamp.com/
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@flipt0phead

Lyrics:
You see, in my prefacing background
Prefacing back

And with the lick of a flame you entered my mind,
Like the flickering of Alfred Street
But now it’s red
(Now it’s red)
And we’re all equivalent to the gulls of the night,
The foam rolls- a child in a ball pit
And i’m here and you’re there
And we’re thrown down, deep under so i’ll roll with it
And if you were sat on that box,
Steadfast, the opposite of her waves
I’d be there
I’d
Ankles scuffed, fingertips kissed with cold
Kiss me cold, please unfold

Alfred Street

Written and Performed by Man of Moon
Produced/Recorded/Mixed by Paul Gallagher 
Co-produced by Man of Moon
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
Artwork by Peter Kelly

RISE

Couldn't Give A is the newest taste of the new Ban Summers album. Ban Summers crafts his own brand of scuzzy yet dreamy lofi indie, self recording, mixing, mastering and releasing from his home in Portsmouth.

Join the mailing list: https://bit.ly/BanSummersList
Links: https://push.fm/fl/couldntgivea

Lyrics:
i bought a self help book
but i
couldn't help myself
i bought a brand new mattress
but i
couldn't get to sleep

couldn't get relief
couldn't see through the trees
couldn't get out my head
couldn't give a
couldn't get relief
couldn't see through the trees
couldn't get out my head
couldn't give a

i would've done something
but i
wouldn't enjoy myself
i would've given myself more time
but i
won't miss it anyway

couldn't get relief
couldn't see through the trees
couldn't get out my head
couldn't give a
couldn't get relief
couldn't see through the trees
couldn't get out my head
couldn't give a

couldn't help myself
wouldn't help myself
couldn't go to sleep
wouldn't go to sleep
couldn't help myself
wouldn't help myself
couldn't go to sleep
wouldn't go to sleep

couldn't get relief
couldn't see through the trees
couldn't get out my head
couldn't give a
couldn't get relief
couldn't see through the trees
couldn't get out my head
couldn't give a

Couldn't Give A

Catchy little tune with most likely way too much reverb.

Lift Me Up

Originally had this phrase: Put your faith in it, but words like "fake" and "fade" came into focus as a modern metaphor for the state of the word we're currently living in. Still, I always try to aim for an upbeat funky song with a drive. From the latest album "Put Your Fake In It" [2023] Spotify: https://shorturl.at/chzGH

Put Your Fake In It

Put Your Fade In It

Stuck

Underwater

Mess you up is the second single from the upcoming collaborative album between Melbourne shoegazers Oceans, and dream-pop artist Mayzie.  

The song is about learning to find yourself again when a relationship begins to suffocate you. Sometimes even in good relationships, we can become so fixated on that we forget who we are. 

 It was produced by Lindsay Gravina (Jet, Adalita, Swervedriver). 
The husband and wife duo are playing New Colossus Festival in March , and Europe in Sep.

Mess You Up

From its popping bass intro, Patriot Parade builds until you think it can’t build any more - then goes even harder. It’s an anti-racist protest song, satirising populist demagogues and their followers. Recorded in London UK, the sound mashes punk, grunge and Britpop; think QOTSA meets Blur. The single is part of a debut album launch, backed by live shows, PR agency support, and a digital marketing campaign.

Patriot Parade

https://ffm.to/fam

FAM credits:

Written & Produced by Yodashe at Goldsmiths Music Studios, London
Drums by Diego Torres-Cantú 
Drums recorded by Nick Powell at Goldsmiths Music Studios, London
Mixed by Mathew Keightley at Hackney Road Studios, London
Mastered by Cicely Balston at AIR Studios, London
Supported by Help Musicians


FAM lyrics:

Je crois
J'en ai marre!
Je te jure, je crois qu’on n’existe pas
On peut chercher
(C’est chic, trop chic)

Wait up!
Wait a minute!
What you’re thinking of?
In a minute I’ll be gone!

Parfois,
Je crois,
Qu’on ne se trouvera pas!
Quelle merde, je crois
J’ai peur d’être en bas!

Wait up!
Wait a minute!
What you’re thinking of?
In a minute I’ll be gone!

(Watch me destroy the things that I want the most)

Egos are a dangerous thing. I wrote this one to remind myself of that if I ever go off the rails. Break the cycle.

https://www.scoobertdoobert.pizza

the cycle

Sip of Her Lip

Heaven Sent

Lyrics:
Touch hands with your best friend
Oh no it started again
It won't leave me alone
All I want is to know what you're feeling

Now they're calling me labels
Colours til the day falls
I wanna know what you're doing tonight
Are you alright?
Or am I asking too much
Or is it not enough?
I can't keep this up

But I know that you like the feeling
When you got me dancing on the ceiling

We're gonna move to LA on Christmas day
Fly to the moon or at least in my head
I think I wanna go home right now
Cause you're making my head spin around

Looking at your photographs, time well spent
Oh no it started again
So don't text me at all cause I will fall again

I said a call? She won't be able
Cause she's feeling unstable
My head hurts tonight I need more sunlight
Of course, her story said otherwise
She said does the number 3 go past yours tonight?

But I know that you like the feeling
When you got me dancing on the ceiling

We're gonna move to LA on Christmas day
Fly to the moon or at least in my head
I think I want to go home right now
Cause you're making my head spin around, spin around

We're gonna move to LA
We're gonna move to LA
We're gonna move to LA
Cause you're making my head spin around

Does the number 3 go past yours tonight?
I'm just coming back I thought we could catch up
Cause you're making my head spin around

We're gonna move to LA
We're gonna move to LA
We're gonna move to LA on Christmas day
Fly to the moon or at least in my head
I think I want to go home right now
Cause you're making my head spin around, spin around

We're gonna move to LA
We're gonna move to LA
We're gonna move to LA
Cause you're making my head spin around, spin around

Move to LA

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