January Joy 2018

Written by KT Mulholland
Performed by KT Mulholland
Photograph by Kaley Rockerfella
Copyright All rights reserved 2015

Lyrics
I'm lookin down on my hometown
My minds messed up an i'm leavin now
I'm at the window, stuck where to go
I hear the wind blow, i'm at the crossroad
Maybe i'll head east, feel foreign sun
Find me a gypsy queen an have some fun
And leave you a letter, from me to you
And pack up my trunk and start anew

It ain't that far now, far as it seems
My Island of bohemia, my Island of dreams

I'll find me a place down by a lake
A little bolthole where I can escape
With towering gates, somewhere in Spain
A secret retreat with a maple lane
With emerald lawns where I can write songs
And i'll feed the ducks an i'll feed the swans
And on sunny nights i'll count my stars
Gaze into the sky's and smoke thick cigars

It ain't that far now, far as it seems
My Island of bohemia, my Island of dreams

I'll look back, in a nostalgic way
Through a misty vase from a circus fair
And i'll wander my mind, be stuck in times
Like a burst of stars when comets collide
Like the raging waves in high storm tides
I won't see the signs till the old bell chimes
And i'll smoke the rings till the circles burst
Till the years tick by in a cloud of dust

It ain't that far now, far as it seems
My Island of bohemia, my Island of dreams.

Copyright 2015 by KT Mulholland
All rights reserved

Island Of Bohemia

tothm and andy - not of this world

INSANE 
March 2017

i put you on a plane to
where the birds don’t fly cos it’s way too high
I put myself in outer space I
did what i did 
to stop myself from going insane

I put you on the train 
to where the tracks don’t run no more
I find myself alone again
with a chance of two thoughts connecting, 
once more

But I’m too alone without you
to contemplate any other way
We’re just too good together like
a perfect storm in sunny weather

it’s insane

the house has echoes now
the birds won’t sing their songs any more
the leaves just fall like wayward thoughts
the cosmos begins to bend my ear….

I’m too alone without you
to contemplate any other way
We’re just too good together like
two broken souls, only ever fixed together

it’s insane
we’re insane.

Insane

I Think Our Loveseat Is Riddled With Woodworm…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3R5Zyt243Y

Hey look at us! We watched 18ths turn to 21sts
Engagements say it’s serious, then wedding videos
Hey look at us! We watched baby steps & baby firsts
40ths & 50ths & the next thing that you know
We like a Caribbean Cruise
But only with an ocean view
We’ve got a chimnea, a barbeque 
& a water feature statue
Garden decking duck egg blue
A Blue Motion VW
Golf – Special edition Oryx White
Off road parking, sitting safely in the drive
Of our leafy suburb, as we pour another wine 
& you say – ‘Hey! I think our loveseat is riddled with woodworm’…

Hey look at us! Parma ham with melon starter
No more crispy pancakes, anymore
Hey look at us! We splash Olive Oil on everything
That there Jamie Oliver’s got a lot to answer for
We drink Corona with a lime
Wear underwear by Calvin Klein
We like minimalist design
& a full rack of red wine
Coz it helps us to unwind
As we sit in our streamlined
Kitchen – by Colosseo Oro
Looking out on our botanical patio
As you turn to me, in the faint light of moonglow
& say – ‘Hey! I think our loveseat is riddled with woodworm’…

Well me, I’m still mourning Habitat
I’m like Justin Timberlake, only I’m bringing sweaty back
Desperately clinging to my youth, still a big Paul Weller fan
As I dance around the kitchen, listening to The Jam…

Hey look at us! We watched friendships lead to housewarmings
Weddings lead to Christenings, Godparents at the font
Hey look at us! Now we’re attending far more funerals
Than we really want, eating stale quiche & volauvents
I will not covet thy neighbour’s car
Sitting at my breakfast bar
Eating strawberry guava
Drinking Colombian Fedar
Watching Victoria Derbyshire
As you trot off for a Spa
Day – with the girls from the Golf Club
Leaving me to think of popping to the pub
But instead I sit alone in the hot-tub
& think - ‘You’re right, our loveseat is riddled with woodworm’…

I Think Our Loveseat Is Riddled With Woodworm

I Think Our Loveseat Is Riddled With Woodworm by The Ramsden Squares

Somewhere (lyrics below) is an original song written by The Cruel Horizon. 
Featuring Mies: vocals and clarinet, PeeBee: saxophone,
The Cruel Horizon: vocals, drums, keyboard (midi bass), electric guitar, 6 and 12 string guitar. 
A BoysRoomRecords® Production 2017

Somewhere (written by The Cruel Horizon)©
Somewhere a man with a hood 
making wires and connections
you can tell it ain't no good 
 
Somewhere a president is lying
with alternative facts 
that no one has found 
Somewhere a man is driving a truck  
into a crowd an act of a coward  
what good is it for? 
 
The world is on fire 
the picture is clear 
some cheaters are leaders 
creating more fear 
 
But if we think that somewhere 
could be anywhere and yet we don’t care 
then they have failed 
 
Somewhere a child is breathing for air 
they dropped down a gazbomb 
the world is not fair 
Somewhere a man shoots a missile 
at a plane high up in the sky 
has the world turns wild? 
 
The world is on fire 
the picture is clear 
some cheaters are leaders 
creating more fear (2x)

2 Cruel Horizon

Somewhere ft Mies and PeeBee

For every wounded open heart
you don't owe me anything
See you still in old photographs when we were young
Get out of the dark, come into the light

Gave everything you got and feel nothing
I am forever lost
But hope is such a fragile thing
And I forget you not

Get out of the dark, come into the light

May your words be held between these arms
Be the one who haunts me, keep me safe from harm please
Oh I'm trying hard to hurry to the good news
All we need is right here, burning like the night

Get out of the dark, come into the light

Get out of the dark come into the light

Just love doin' this stuff and listening; when life and time permit; no particular genre, but happiest if there's guitar or three around. Pretty much most of my clues and inspiration are coming from Soundcloud now, so keep uploading everyone, and thanks. 

100% original music, mixed mainly for headphones.  I only follow back anyone posting their own original tracks, because that's what I'm keen to listen to...

I am using GB10 and an unused bedroom stuffed with guitars and speakers. Based in Auckland city in New Zealand :)

Insane

eNMG