The famous Talking Heads song done with a little different dance flavour. 

The record you supported me to make all those years ago is here. It's an eclectic collection of songs about my journey down the river with all of it's rocks and logs and bumps and bruises. It winds its way from naked vulnerability through Justin Timberlake-esque circa 2000s pop, to a contemporary Harry-Nielson-jams-with-the-Beach-Boys-in-the-rain spot; then on to some Bob Marley lays it down with 1971 Steely Dan, followed by the folk-pop sensibilities of Fleetwood Mac's rumours, and out into the ocean of an electronic dance music Talking Head's cover of "This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)".

I have been working on this record for what seems like too long a time. Looking back, I see that it was all necessary, and all perfect, and I am SO excited to share it with you :) thanks for listening and thank you for all of your support. . .

RIVER | KID | MIX | TAPE

This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)

The record you supported all those years ago is finally here. It's an eclectic collection of songs about my journey down the river with all of it's rocks and logs and bumps and bruises. It winds its way from naked vulnerability through Justin Timberlake-esque circa 2000s pop, to a contemporary Harry-Nielson-jams-with-the-Beach-Boys-in-the-rain spot; then on to some Bob Marley lays it down with 1971 Steely Dan, followed by the folk-pop sensibilities of Fleetwood Mac's rumours, and out into the ocean of an electronic dance music Talking Head's cover of "This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)".

I have been working on this record for what seems like too long a time. Looking back, I see that it was all necessary, and all perfect, and I am SO excited to share it with you :) thanks for listening and thank you for all of your support. . .

Sometimes

Worth It

Moldy Rotten

A contemporary Harry-Nielson-jams-with-the-Beach-Boys-in-the-rain track. This is the first single from Benedict Marsh's upcoming debut album titled RIVER | KID | MIX | TAPE .

Lyrics:

This car won’t drive anymore
The motor won’t start, the gears don’t feel right
This car won’t drive anymore

We can sit, listen to the radio
Light the lights, turn the heat low
But this car won’t drive anymore
All the things we said, we said
As we drove down the road
All the things we did, we did
In the back seat overlooking this town

All the miles we drove, all the places we’d go
All the miles we drove, all the places we’d go

It was better than a hotel, more than a home
It was a school without rules, a church without sin
Where we would roam, wherever went our whim

But this car won’t drive anymore
This car won’t drive anymore
This car won’t drive anymore

All the miles we drove, all the places we’d go
All the miles we drove, all the places we’d go

I thought we could drive up the mountain
I wanted to make it to the sea
I thought we could go all the way to the ocean
I thought we could live in a dream
But this car won’t drive anymore
This car won’t drive anymore
This car won’t drive anymore

And now I’m walking in the rain
(This car won’t drive anymore)
And now I’m walking in the rain
(Tried our best but the motor won’t start)
And now I’m walking in the rain
(This car won’t drive anymore)
And now I’m walking in the rain
(Now I’m walking with a broken heart)
And now I’m walking in the rain
(Now I’m walking with a broken heart)
And now I’m walking in the rain
(Now I’m walking with a broken heart)

Lyrics by Michael Burt.
Music composed and arranged by Benedict Marsh.

Benedict Marsh

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