Still in the City

Dandelions On The Central Reservation

Hearts on The Run

A Woman's Heart

Written in a basic form in 2003 or 2004. The lead guitar line suggested the words. We were living in Treforest outside Pontypridd in Wales, in student squalor in a Victorian semi detached. There's a lot of weather in the valleys. The title was cribbed from a T.S. Eliot poem. I don't remember why I used it but it's the kind of thing I used to do way back when.

My favourite bassline I've managed yet. And a flavour of Syd Barrett in the lead guitar.

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What The Thunder Said

There’s a permanent click track in my mind,
The metronome like a clock.
Tick tock Tick tock.
Within the head space.
The grasses grow long in the overground garden.
A simple mow will fill a wonderful smell of freshly cut grass into the metasphere.
Another track, control New, controlling you!
Press record. The subtleties of presumption transpire into a grey triangle.
A click track, bait, got to catch them all.
A catcher in the rye.
Slowly we sigh, expanding air through our mouths.
Clickerty clickerty clickerty clack.
The stop bar stopped so did our track.
We derailed, we failed, we bailed.
CTRL N, CTRL N, CTRL N.
We renewed and sat back and observed for a while.

Where the Wood Pigeons Coo,
Where the Wood Pigeons Coo,
Sat waiting for the news,
Sat waiting for the news,
Soon they can renew,
Soon they can renew,
Sat waiting for the blues.
Sat waiting for some clues.

Badgers stripe, scutterling, connected to ground.
Above the majestic kite, circling.

Where bats wings flap, 
Where bats wings flap,
Sonar waves.
Bouncing bouncing.
Soon we can renew.

In the forest; pine scent tickles nose hair,
Bare feet in bracken.

Baths of magnesium sulphate, floating, floating.
Stagnant Meres, Where wood pigeons coo.
Floating floating.
Ducks bath, floating floating
In stagnant Meres
Floating floating.

There’s a permanent click track in my mind,
The metronome like a clock.
Tick tock Tick tock.
Within the head space.
The grasses grow long in the overground garden.
A simple mow will fill a wonderful smell of freshly cut grass into the metasphere
Another track….
In stagnant meres.
In stagnant meres.
Stagnant meres.

Where Wood Pigeons Coo

“LITTLE BOYS” is a bold and unapologetic anthem that tackles the themes of immaturity and self-worth, delivering a message of strength, independence, and emotional growth. With its catchy hooks and a dynamic blend of indie-pop and contemporary elements, the song captures the frustrations and realisations of growing past toxic relationships, reclaiming your power and knowing when to walk away.

Hannah Mazey - LITTLE BOYS

An experimental track with the Roland TB303 at its heart, in a time signature that is not normally associated with these machines.
Yes. I know. 11 minutes is far too long, but you will hear the track never stand still. These are my journeys.
If you enjoyed this 'mixtape', I have 8 x 30 minute journeys on Bandcamp!

https://invisiblesquirrel.bandcamp.com

The Waltz of the 303's

'Kiss Me Like You Miss Her' the new single from Bristol's alt-indie four-piece Adult Leisure, due for release November 15th 2024.

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Adult Leisure - Kiss Me Like You Miss Her

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New EP 'Friday Night' out on the 12th of November (but it's already on Bandcamp!)

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