For the sake of setting the vibe on this demo version I used a clip of the great Ray Winstone, sampled from the short 'Bouncer'...well worth seeing.
TCP found the pic of the 2 meanest cats on the planet...had to be used.
A while back I recorded a bass drum hit that I loved so much I felt I needed a track where it could be heard in relative isolation, sticking it together with the gtr riff seemed to achieve that...the 'hi-hat' pattern alongside it is me breathing out...an experiment that worked well enough to keep...a rare occurrence. At one point in the recording the tremolo rate on the gtr was beautifully in tempo, but subsequent messing has taken it out a bit...that bugs me, and I'll prob re-record it at some point. 
A bit of an exercise in seeing how long a drum track can go without the snare entry, and trying to keep the bass back as much as possible


THE BRUVVERS

‘Numbers stations’ have fascinated me since I was a kid. They are broadcast on short wave and consist of calling signs followed by synthesised voices in random languages reciting numbers, or incomprehensible morse code. It’s widely assumed that they are used to transmit messages to spies in the field. The crackle of shortwave radio combined with the eeriness of the broadcasts create an irresistible, addictive, atmosphere. As wonderful as the shipping forecast may be, it has nothing on them…check out ‘Gong Station’ (sampled as the intro, and used as the melody motif), ‘Swedish Rhapsody (the outro)’, and ‘Lincolnshire Poacher’…As good as it gets.
The Conet Project (https://archive.org/details/ird059)  has a wonderful archive of broadcasts.

Numbers Station

Collaborations between us two are generally fraught with domestic/'artistic' tension..strangely enough, given that this is about that very thing, it was a breeze.
https://soundcloud.com/teresa-powell

Photo © Dan Marbaix

HOME... Collaboration with TCP

...Between Love and Hate.

Trpt built from samples from: http://www.philharmonia.co.uk/explore/make_music one-shot samples

THIN LINE

This is a remix of Teresa's wonderful track https://soundcloud.com/teresa-powell/one-hour-till-the-end-1?in=teresa-powell/sets/teresa-cadogan-powell-2014

ONE HOUR (remix of TCP)

Rob is a major talent, his vocal arrangement is so cool that I almost uploaded a largely accapella version instead. That will follow shortly. Please listen to Rob here; https://soundcloud.com/robsymons  his cloud is beautiful and criminally underexposed.
Line Up: Various mangled acoustic gtrs and pianos, upright bass, live cymbals, danelectro baritone gtr, electro percussion, synths, string sample from  Mozarts Andante k364...where the original melody was lifted from, 

WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND. VOCAL BY ROB SYMONS

A remix of TCP’s original. We asked Rob to do vocals because we consider him the best…and he proved it beyond doubt yet again. Teresa is on bvs and piano. She also forms the basis of the vocal sample 'doo-wop' section.
Teresa wrote this song about me. I’m a self-pitying twat a lot of the time. I have so much to thank her for. 
Rob wrote the excellent bridge lyrics which brilliantly continue the vague motoring metaphor.

A few years back I put in a good 2 months perfecting Mick Ronson’s sensational ‘Moonage Daydream’ freakout. I thought it time to put that effort to use. The brief solo references his moment of perfection, and tries to emulate the thrill I felt at first hearing.
Robyn Youlten has also recorded a cracking version here:
https://soundcloud.com/robynyoulten/rundownwrongturn-teresa-david-robyn-chris

Words Cadogan-Powell/Symons
Music  Cadogan-Powell

LYRICS:
Dark nights, dark days
Can’t change my ways.
Old wounds don’t heal,
Hard life, can’t feel.

Too long, too tired
Can’t sleep, too bad.
Can’t fight no more,
Too hard, too poor.
Too bad, too bad.

Run down, wrong turn,
Can’t find, don’t learn.
No more, can’t take,
This is heartache.

Take a wrong turn and life mows you down.
Well this how it feels when suffering in silence.
Skidding headlong into your soul.

Run down, wrong turn,
Can’t find, don’t learn.
No more, can’t take,
This is heartache.

Run down, wrong turn,
Can’t find, don’t learn.
No more, can’t take,
This is heartache.






RUN DOWN, WRONG TURN. TCP collab. feat. ROB SYMONS

Jo in full-on cabaret mode, me indulging my love of John Barry. The song first came to my attention courtesy of  the TV series 'Cracker' where it was used to wonderful effect as a murderess's soundtrack to her killings ( https://www.itv.com/itvplayer/cracker/series-3/episode-6-true-romance-part-one  ...well worth watching) Ever since then I've read the lyrics in a perverse manner. Anyway..Jo (https://soundcloud.com/joanne-devall )on magnificent vocals, TCP  (https ://soundcloud.com/teresa-powell) on the dramatic chorus piano and John Barry on spirit.
The cracking Tympani sample is courtesy of copyc4t (https://soundcloud.com/copyc4t) ...from his ridiculously generous freesound site: https://www.freesound.org/people/copyc4t/ ..Cheers mate !

'I CLOSE MY EYES AND COUNT TO TEN' Feat. JO DEVALL

Another in our covers series, slowly making our way through them. The fun comes from deciding what to do with the song. Fancied a Space-Age/Badalamenti type treatment for this one. Having a lot of fun...

YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL: ROB SYMONS VOCAL

THE DEAD YARD

CORRIDORS 2

HOW I MISS YOU

This track is a reference to a hero of mine, the great Mark Rothko. In the course of writing I , as did a great many people, lost another hero. So this is dedicated to the irreplaceable David Bowie. I'm not sure I have any heroes left alive...getting old.
(Oops..Peter Green is still out there...)

THE GREAT PURPLE YONDER

Written for a project, but there's a nod to Colin Vearcombe ('BLACK') who died in the course of writing. The fretless harmonic is a reference to Colin's track 'Sweetest Smile' which I've always loved.

Had fun making the soprano sax and gtr sound akin for the 'melody' such as it is.


DO NOT GO GENTLE

The 1st of the scene-based tracks, I've tried to place instruments in  odd mix spaces in an attempt to achieve a vaguely unsettling listen.

STRETCH

The last of the 'Not For You' indie film soundtrack, TCP (https://soundcloud.com/teresa-powell) vocals to come, and a bit of fine tuning.

KIND OF SAFE

Shut Up ! Part 1...   Liroj Anakarkis remix

Magnificent vocal performance by Liroj...(repitched for whore harmonies in last verse)
Line Up: Accordion, Synths, Sampled Bells, Danelectro Baritone gtr, Seagull samples, Bar-room Brawl sample, Piano, Live Drums.

Translation:

In the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors who sing
Of the dreams that haunt them
Off the coast of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors who sleep
Like streamer flags
Draped along the dreary banks

In the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors who die
Full of beer and dramas
In the early morning light
But in the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors born
In the thick heat
Of oceanic languor

In the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors who eat
From over bleached tablecloths
Dripping wet fish
They bare their teeth
That could chew up fortune,
Take a bite out of the moon,
Gobble up a ship's rigging.
And it smells of cod,
Right through to the heart of the fries,
Which their big hands invite
To bring back even more
Then they get up laughing
With a noise like a tempest
Zip up their flies,
And leave belching

In the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors who dance
Rubbing their bellies
Against women's bellies
They turn and they dance
Like suns spat out
To the torn up sound
Of a rancid accordion
They twist their necks
To better hear each other laugh
Until all of a sudden
The accordion dies,
So with a serious gesture
With a proud look,
They bring back their whores
Into the daylight

In the port of Amsterdam
There are sailors who drink
And they drink and drink again
And drink once more
They drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Of Hamburg or elsewhere,
Well, let’s just say they drink to whores
Who give them their pretty bodies
Who give them their virtue
For a piece of gold
And when they're good and drunk,
They plant their noses in the sky,
Blow their noses in the stars,
And piss as I cry
Over unfaithful women

In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

Amsterdam...Jacque Brel Cover...Liroj Anakarkis Vocal.(see description for translation)

SOCIAL MURDER

HOLLOW

Dedicated To T.C.P...(not the ointment...although I guess that would come in handy)

Carpet Burn

I record for media alongside Teresa Cadogan-Powell (https://soundcloud.com/teresa-powell) as DREAMLOGIC MUSIC
Instruments: Double/Electric Bass
                       Acoustic/Electric Gtr
                       Soprano/Alto/Tenor Sax
                       Keys/Synths
                       Drums
Contact us here: dreamlogicmusic@outlook.com or via the website link below. 
                       



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