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Released 11th June 2021.

As I lay on the ward,
I’ve never felt as safe and reassured,
Than when I see you standing by my side,

What a way,
What a fine way to make my day,
It’s wonderful to hear you say there’s nowhere else that you’d rather be,

I don’t mind, you can go,
There’s a world outside your window,
But I’m glad you’d choose to spend your time with me,

What a way,
What a fine way to make my day,
I’d never assume you’d wish to stay and help me bear the strain,

But it’s wrong, and it’s cruel,
To lay my wounds on you,
I’m ashamed, I’m a fool,
But what else can I do?

You’re divine, you’re a treasure,
You can turn my pain to pleasure,
You’re the one who gave me cause to go on living,

What a way,
What a fine way to make my day,
How can I ever repay the life you gave away to make my day,

What a way to make my day,
What a way to make my day,
What a way to make my day,

Make My Day

in earnest:
'29': http://www.ffm.to/ie29
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lyrics:

I wrote a letter to myself
So no one else would have to read it
It's weighing heavy on my mind
I prayed to a god I don't believe in
Recurring visions in my sleep
Tricycles and curbs of frustration
I heard Chester screaming loud
Arms aflame and ready to break

You never see it coming
Immortal ideas fade
I'm feeling so much older now
29 years today

Greenstick fracture at the wrist
Jumping cars out in the garden
European seaside town
Drowned in limoncello, heaving posion
Lost my cool down at the rink
Pinned to the wall for striking dad
Running abscent from my parents
Dirty rag and oil, a concrete bed

You never see it coming
Immortal ideas fade
I'm feeling so much older now
29 years: you never see it coming
Strumming arthritis away
29 years today

Dragged away from all my friends
Calendar days stole my summer
I'd miss Matthew's friendly ghost
Sunlight cured us of the shivers
Threw my shoes into the lake
When school was done, freedom celebrated
All the hills and valleys climbed
I never quite learned to tie my laces

You never see it coming
Immortal ideas fade
I'm feeling so much older now
29 years: you never see it coming
Strumming arthritis away
Stacking cutlery on my birthday
29 years today.

A song written about our drummer's son when he left home. (He's back now!) See below for the lyrics. 

GOODBYE

Watching 
Over her shoulder
Watching and waving her childhood into her memories 

Goodbye family
Will you miss me?
Will there be a space on the settee where I used to sit or not?

Goodbye, my best friend,
You'll replace me in a week or two, no doubt
Is 'I'll keep in touch' really that honest?
I guess we'll find out

So long, my old house,
Will you feel hungry when I've gone?
Will I ever come back, will I ever look out of my window again?

Take care, the couple next door,
I'm sorry about all the shouting, the banging,
The pictures and photographs that needed rehanging 

Farewell, my old life,
Adolescence, I must get going,
For it's time that this fledgling bird spread her wings and took to the sky 
I guess this is -

Goodbye for a little while
To my childhood house I’ll be coming
For this traveller's life is just not for me
This goodbye is only temporary.

Goodbye

Lyrics

I fall back into my teens
Whenever I get close but

You don’t feel like home
To me anymore
You don’t feel like home
But you did once and if time stood still

I’d wait for hours for a glimpse of those child like chills
But all the things i’ve said move further from my mouth

You don’t feel like home
To me anymore
You don’t feel like home
When I fall backwards

You’re no more than births and funerals
You’re no more than all I’ve been
Where there once was grudge there’s now peace and a sense of end
I’ll mourn your gradual death but cherish every breath

You don’t feel like home
To me anymore
You don’t feel like home
When I fall backwards
You don’t feel like home
To me any more
You don’t feel like home
But you did once

You Don't Feel Like Home

Heirloom

Our Love

Ain't No Man With Money 

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Ain’t No Man With Money
Vocals, Guitar, Percussion by Chris Fallen
Production, Mixing, Engineering by Mat Leppanen

LYRICS:
See my house, see my garden. 
I ain’t no man with money.
See my hands, feel my strain. 
I ain’t no man with money.
Hear my words, paint you a story. 
One where I ain’t got no money.
See my pain, watch me work. 
I ain’t no man with money.

And she said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! 
Woah-oh! It don’t matter no!
No, no, no, no, no! I ain’t here for your dough!
You make me happy, you make me happy yeah!
You make me happy, and what you mean to me! 

Fancy clothes, oh fancy rings. 
I ain’t no man with money.
Been handed down, all of my things. 
‘Cause I ain’t got no money
Look at my friends, look at my family. 
Well lord we ain’t got no money.
Worn out face, too tired to see. 
‘Cause we ain’t got no money.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! 
No, no, it don’t matter though!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
He said, you don’t need no money no!
You don’t know what I - what I’ve been through!
Take my hand and I - I will show you!

(Solo)

Come with me, you will see 
Oh a place with no money
Oh we ain’t got no money, happiness is free.
Lord you don’t need no money!

And he said yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Lemme show you what I can do son.
You don’t need no money; that much is true.

You. Don’t. Need. Money. To. Make. You. Happy. No.

Ain't No Man With Money

Taken from the 'Come Stay With Me' compilation album, available on 12" ecomix vinyl: https://cpwm.bandcamp.com/album/come-stay-with-me

Tall Talker - River Hands

standards - "Starfish"

The new single, is here and ready for you.

Apprentice To Life - Slender Pins

Die Young

'Bullpen' from 'Scrundle', the new EP from Parker Lee. Released independently Sept 4th 2020.

Lyrics:
Watching the bullpen shake its way crosstown
A one inch punch brings in the crowd
Some good intentions could miss their mark again,
If we made up like dying friends

But all my tides could never be
The longest break of a wave at sea
The best damn friends we would ever be

Hearing the corners my friends left out to me
I jig-and-saw the finished piece
Flatline of letters spelling out a need:
"I should go - or you should leave."

But both my eyes could hardly see
The darkest crack of a trench at sea
The best damn friends we would ever be

Keep those hands in front of me
A simple plan and a master key
A knife-like wound and it looks like me
The best damn friends we would ever be

Jowan Mead - songs, words, vocals, guitar
Annie Prior - guitar, bass, synth, percussion
Adrian Maidman - drums

Recorded by Annie Prior and Jowan Mead at The Fungalow.
Produced, mixed and mastered by Annie Prior at Red Chilli Recordings. Art by James Baily, @jamesmbaily on Instagram.

Scrundle

Bullpen

'To a Place' is the first single lifted from "Starlings & Crows", the stunning new album by English ambient-pop artist Chloë March. The album sees release on the 23rd of October 2020. 

More on Chloe March here: http://www.hiddenshoal.com/project/chloe-march/

For her fifth album, March drew inspiration from her early childhood in the Warwickshire countryside, nineteenth-century nature poet John Clare, and Lewis Carroll’s fantastical Alice Through the Looking Glass. Throughout the album there’s a palpable sense of wonder at the natural world, shot through with a deep concern for nature’s vulnerability. Starlings & Crows resonates with notions of home on a macro and micro level. 

First single ‘To a Place’ is an elegant waltz built around swooning strings and piano. ‘Landing 1969’ sounds as astral as its subject matter would suggest, pulsing at the same tempo as Buzz Aldrin’s heart-rate as Apollo 11 left earth. ‘Remember That Sky’ is achingly emotive, showcasing March’s innate talent for creating an atmosphere of intimacy without compromising compositional depth. Despite running to a succinct 38 minutes, Starlings & Crows is lush and expansive, while distilled to its crystalline essence.

“The latest album by Chloe March is another heady trip through electro pop... The air is thick with atmosphere throughout and March is a masterful creator of mood… a beautiful sound somewhere between The Blue Nile and David Sylvian” – The Underground of Happiness

Oft compared to singular artists such as Nina Simone, Beth Gibbons and Elizabeth Fraser, Chloë March follows her own independent path, writing, engineering and producing from her home studio in south-east England. Inhabiting musical territory somewhere between art song and folk, dream-pop and electronica, the ambient and the cinematic, March embraces all these influences to create poetic, emotionally charged and intensely atmospheric songs and soundworlds.

The music of Chloe March is available for licensing (film, tv, web and more) via Hidden Shoal.
www.hiddenshoal.com/licensing

Chloe March - To a Place

Take Me To A Place

'Old Flaw'
Track n.4 from The Actions' new album 'Flourish', out now via Niteo Records.
Stream | Buy 'Flourish' here:
https://theactions.fanlink.to/flourish

Song by Marta Argenio | Maurizio Stellato
Produced by The Actions
Recorded at Crash Site Studios, Bristol
Engineered by Stu Matthews at Invada Studios, Bristol
Mastered by Shawn Joseph at Optimum Mastering, Bristol 
Album Artwork Photography by Vaskar S. Kayastha
Graphics by M-Star Design

℗&© Argenio | Stellato/Niteo Records 2021
theactions.uk

Flourish

Old Flaw

Recorded at WaveLab Studio, Tucson.
Musicians
Dean Owens - vocal, nylon string guitar
Joey Burns - upright bass, electric guitar, accordion, BVs
John Convertino - drums, percussion
Jacob Valenzuela - trumpet
Sergio Mendoza - percussion

A reinterpretation of an old song... now in technicolour! Sweeping desert noir, and an old, sad story. A bittersweet love song. From upcoming album, Sinner's Shrine, and also on The Desert Trilogy EPs (5 Mar, 7 May, 9 Jul)

Pre-order all 3 Desert Trilogy EPs here: 
https://www.crowdfunder.co.uk/the-desert-trilogy
Dean on Soundcloud https://soundcloud.com/dean-owens
www.deanowens.com

The Desert Trilogy EPs Vol 1/Sinner's Shrine

New Mexico

Bandcamp

Dean Owens - New Mexico (ft Joey Burns and John Convertino) - WAV

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