HUSK EP

1.
Stop. (Rogers, Jackson, Genockey.)
Gemma Rogers - Vocals.  
Alfie Jackson - Guitar, BVs.
Sean Genockey - Guitar, Bass, Programming. 
Produced & Mixed by Sean Genockey.
Mastered by Stuart Moxham.

Stop - Original version.

Lyrics by Hannah Ashcroft
Music by Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 
Produced by Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 

Hannah Ashcroft: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Samuel Quinn: Electric Guitar, Bass
Adam Dawson: Drums, Percussion 
Aaron Wood: Flugelhorn

Miscellaneous Credits:
Recorded at Pinhole Sound Studies, Manchester
Engineered and mixed by Adam P. Gorman 
Mastered by George Atkins at 80 Hertz Studios

(P) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft
(C) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft

Eden, I’m Told

Music and lyrics by Hannah Ashcroft 
Produced by Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 

Hannah Ashcroft: Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Samuel Quinn: Electric Guitar, Bass, Rhodes
Adam Dawson: Drums, Percussion
Harry Fausing Smith: String Arrangements, Violin, Viola

Miscellaneous Credits:
Recorded at Pinhole Sound Studies, Manchester
Engineered and mixed by Adam P. Gorman 
Mastered by George Atkins at 80 Hertz Studios

Husk

Little Consequence

Lyrics by: Hannah Ashcroft
Music by: Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 
Produced by: Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 

Hannah Ashcroft: Vocals
Samuel Quinn: Electric Guitar, Bass, Mellotron
Adam Dawson: Drums, Percussion
Jo Dudderidge: Wurlitzer, Backing Vocals
Caoilfhionn Rose: Backing Vocals
Chloe Foy: Backing Vocals
Rich Williams: Backing Vocals

Recorded at Pinhole Sound Studies, Manchester
Engineered and mixed by Adam P. Gorman
Mastered by George Atkins at 80 Hertz Studios

(P) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft
(C) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft

HUSK

Amoeba

Music and lyrics by Hannah Ashcroft 
Produced by Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 

Hannah Ashcroft: Vocals, Electric Guitar, Synths
Samuel Quinn: Electric Guitar, Synths
Adam Dawson: Drums, Percussion
Richard Lomax: Omnichord

Miscellaneous Credits:
Drums recorded by Adam Dawson
Recorded at Pinhole Sound Studies, Manchester
Engineered and mixed by Adam P. Gorman 
Mastered by George Atkins at 80 Hertz Studios

(P) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft
(C) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft

HusK

Shadow

After almost 1,5 years I was finally able to release this song. It has been a long process writing och producing this one for me. It has been recorded in my appartment, I have played all the instruments by myself and have had the help of my sister with some of the vocals. Hope you enjoy :) 

Listen on spotify here: https://open.spotify.com/track/0zFoX2BkRI7xZHyytJAiW7?si=15059d92e07642dc

Lyrics:

I've come from a land of chaos and sin
looking for the land of the saints and the kings
and they asked me of my patience and time
but I could not spare them as much as a dime
fumbling in the pockets of a man who is blind
they'll save my heart for another time

and I've been walking with that marching band
where the water runs deep where we once roamed the land
but you won't see me fall or struggle to stand
just to be touched by your rugged hand
I would cast what I owe and crawl through the sand
oh I'm tall and proud with that marching band

and on these cities dirty streets
where the queen dared not set her feet
there my broken body creeps
by the house where only a wise man would sleep
and the angels above do they know how it stings
cause I can't seem to here just what they have to sing

I've come from a land of chaos and sin
looking for the land of the saints and the kings
now these towns and stations all seem the same to me
their memories of the things that brought me to my knees
where my fathers would walk until their feet would bleed 
oh I'm looking for the land of the plow and the seed

The Promised Land

Solo Piano - Chris Bright

belonging to us 0220 - 2:20:22, 7.07 PM

Always Trouble

Sometimes it all gets too much
And you lose your head 'cause you're losing touch
And you go to the moon and you dance with the stars
'Cause there's pain that remains in the scars

On Mute

Experience the magic, journey through nostalgia, and let the music take you back to the poignant days of adolescent dreams ❤️

Your Teenage Dreams

A video of me performing this tune:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kq3-oZRMGOE
This is my version of a favourite song by a favourite artist - Celso Fonseca.

Slow Motion Bossa Nova (Cover)

Hmmm...
Got out of bed yesterday.
Big mistake.
Looked at the state of the world.
Bigger mistake.
Wrote some words.
Set them to some beautiful music called "Undertow" by Scott Buckley.
Went back to bed.
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'Undertow' by Scott Buckley - released under CC-BY 4.0. www.scottbuckley.com.au
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The Ghost of Emmett Kelly

I flip the switch and watch my beams of dark pervert the course of natural light;
Extinguish each and every spark as linear hope reverts to fractal night.
The book of smiles is gently closed again, to morph the focus of the clown,
And all the while the ghost of Emmett Kelly sweetly bends and folds and wraps itself around.
I know just this, as so it goes, my greasepaint mists rise soft as funereal pillars on tarragon air,
And blow a bitter kiss to the chrome politicos, life-chance serial killers, 
Their absolutions rent with arrogant flair.

And so, goodbye, wet sentient corpse in which what's me has hades-lived.
Lunatic humanity, inhumane insanity of spent remorse is more than I can e'er forgive.
So ripe the stench of moral theft, the parliamentary pocket pickers, 
Senatorial objects of the cripple orphan's legacy bereft, 
Stole to buy the crackpot projects of the deafened right and blinded left.
Sequential crimes so deft impart the tabloids' craven bumper stickers, their
Purchase of the heavy votes, the most depraven,
The blackest hearts, clad of darkest coats.

Ah, but enough, enough.  Now all excuse forsaken, the term is hereby duly ended.  
My eternal future rudely naked, lies nearby, undefended
By the advocate's weeping trope.
And thus with thoughts that grope within; 
The kick of chair, the taut of rope, 
The judgement, where, as twitching pulse with breath elopes, 
For the clamour of the other-worldly circus fair.
Whence, as pealing death greets pended mortal sin of sins.  
Life through the portal of hell's ring of glamour now begins.

The Ghost Of Emmett Kelly

This is just a sketch , a way for me to pay rendition to the greatest Jeff Buckley and his endless album Grace. I Miss you Jeff Buckley.

Lover, You Should've Come Over (Jeff Buckley live cover  on piano)

Bone Of Contention

Indie alt folk music based in Manchester. Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/40N7gMx2nmOoyk5ubFzLid
Free download: https://hannahashcroft.bandcamp.com/releases

Little Consequence

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