//Culmination of a period of stylistic change, with an album-length expanded release scheduled for early 2015 

//All percussion on this EP was made by sampling my beatboxing, then programming loops made up of those samples 

//My warmest thanks, for any and all buying/sharing/listening/love
credits
released December 12, 2014 

Richard Valdez - Blender 
Paul Mason - Whammies 
Celine Dela Cruz - Bigfiddle 
Luke Helson - Wub Tuition 
Harry Cullum - English 
Nic Jeffries - Toots 
Tim Lockwood - Fiddly Bits 
Mr Shepherd - Face/Noises 
Gareth Cohen - Groove Buttons 
Tom Stokes - Shoops 
Peter Dickson - Monkey Business 
Eric Fortaleza - Thumps 
Dom Diaz - Shouty Horns 

+ All the other wonderful and supportive individuals I have the luck to call friends

Mr Shepherd

Bigband

BIGBAND

Guilty

GUILTY

'Quicksand' started life with a different chorus. 
Alex Mikic helped replace the "I'm broken" vibe of the original chorus with an "I want to give" insistence - I agree. 
He also helped find the right words to cement the theme of a great week with great friends.

[V1] Two glasses on my nightstand (ooh) getting lost in the quicksand, with you. 
I don't mind if I do - but you might wanna listen (might wanna listen…)
[CH] 
I could serve your groove if you let me, 
I could serve your groove (oh yeah) 
I could serve your groove if you let me - would you let me in? 
I could serve your groove if you let me (If you let me in) 
I could serve your groove 
[V2] I miss you more than your body, we could be more than a one night stand. 
I see through your disguise, see the future in your eyes, and you’re making me a real man... 
Time drags on without you, I’m killing time just to fill my days… 
I wanna give a little light going back into the night 
[CH] 
I could serve your groove if you let me, 
I could serve your groove (oh yeah) 
I could serve your groove if you let me - would you let me in? 
I could serve your groove if you let me (If you let me in) 
I could serve your groove 

If you let me serve [x4]

//

Sound Travels is a handful of songs from an introspective time in my mid-twenties. 

The EP was crowdfunded in 2018, by 112 wonderful people I met on my travels.

Countless hours and endless care was poured into crafting this music - I hope it finds a place in your ears, a home in your heart, helps you in your own mind, or simply provides some pleasant pulse to accompany a moment in your life.

Quicksand

'Soothe' is a love song.

[V1]Well, this is how it goes - Should we go our separate ways? Or should I wait; for years, or months, or days? Should I grow old? And wither in my face? It don't matter, ‘cause my time, it goes to waste. 
[CH] Soothing my wounds, you take them away with you… Soothing my wounds, you don’t know how it feels~ 
[V2] This is how it goes; We waste the precious days. No show; it's cancelled by the rain. Excited by your face, excited by the pain, it doesn't matter, ‘cause my time, it goes to waste. 
[CH] 
[Br] Now, I could go through all the ways I care about you, they’re cliches – sit here on a London train, and wonder what I’m trying to say - and I guess I could just simplify, but it’s gets harder when I try… If you cry at night then trust me… 
[CH] ...You don’t know how it feels to miss you.

//

Sound Travels is a handful of songs from an introspective time in my mid-twenties. 

The EP was crowdfunded in 2018, by 112 wonderful people I met on my travels.

Countless hours and endless care was poured into crafting this music - I hope it finds a place in your ears, a home in your heart, helps you in your own mind, or simply provides some pleasant pulse to accompany a moment in your life.

Soothe

'Settle Down' was written late one night, imagining what I might have said to a friend who was experiencing dark thoughts, if I'd had the opportunity. Luckily, they're still around, and I get to talk with them often.

[V1] I know that you wanted to breathe, but you could not find your lungs… And I know that you found your release, but we wish you would stay with us 
[CH] Settle down, I'll see you in the morning. Settle down, (please) don't leave without a warning. Settle down, settle down… 
[V2] Well don’t start to believe your own mind, ‘cause it’s a precious thing to lose. If it still hurts when you know that you’re right, then it just might be the wrong thing to do. [CH…] Let me ice that memory for you.

//

Sound Travels is a handful of songs from an introspective time in my mid-twenties. 

The EP was crowdfunded in 2018, by 112 wonderful people I met on my travels.

Countless hours and endless care was poured into crafting this music - I hope it finds a place in your ears, a home in your heart, helps you in your own mind, or simply provides some pleasant pulse to accompany a moment in your life.

Settle Down

'Sleep' spent most of its pre-production life as a couple guitar figures and a chorus, plus a collection of riffs and licks that I had been looking to commit to a song for years. The choice was made halfway through the recording process to scrap a half-complete tune, and finish this one. I tried to portray the scattered headspace I'm describing through the lyrics and song structure - and it's ended up being my personal favourite from the EP - as if I could pick a favourite child. 

Note for the outro - Michael McGlynn played the opening guitar figure on his upright piano, tipping the hat to free time. It deserves a listen with detailed speakers and a bit of extra volume.

[CH] Part of life is losing sleep to dreams that make you cry and weep; the other half is losing dreams to things you think you’ve gotta keep 
[V] Oh… My nerves are shot, three bottle tops and I feel tipsy, but I’m not tipsy enough; I don’t sleep at night with a sober mind (my nightmares are rough) so I just turn on my laptop. L.C.D.; Lowest common denominator verbal vomit dominating my liquid crystal display~I wonder if our love would have survived? But I know that there’s no harder I could try… Cradle me in the fullness of time. [CH] 
[Br] Well I know it’s been your habit to throw too many punches, and I know you do your best to see the best in men; you are a special specimen and I believe in time that time will rearrange itself to fit your best intent. And I know every single word that you have agonised around and then replayed again’s a sign of deep respect, and your immeasurable intelligence… but every conversation doesn't need to be so vital; a moment should be for itself, and not for your survival. 
[CH]

//

Sound Travels is a handful of songs from an introspective time in my mid-twenties. 

The EP was crowdfunded in 2018, by 112 wonderful people I met on my travels.

Countless hours and endless care was poured into crafting this music - I hope it finds a place in your ears, a home in your heart, helps you in your own mind, or simply provides some pleasant pulse to accompany a moment in your life.

Sleep

'Where It Lands' was conceived on three continents, and reflects a little of the emotion surrounding a life of constant travel. Great highs and lows.

[V1] This morning sun ray; it knows me well. I sleep off the daytime; because it’s bad for my health. 
Feet touch the ground - what’s left behind, babe? And when the penny drops, I cast the shadows from my mind. 
[CH] Let it fall where it lands, like a grain of sand, slipping through my hands, onto a foreign land. 
Sometimes I feel like I’m wasting my life. I love the places, but I hate the endless city lights. 
It’s in my nature to feel like I’m losing patience, but the future’s what you make it, so until we meet our fate… [CH] 
[Br] I wish we had more time with each other, babe… Because I can’t follow the tide or the weather vein… [x2] [CH]

//

Sound Travels is a handful of songs from an introspective time in my mid-twenties. 

The EP was crowdfunded in 2018, by 112 wonderful people I met on my travels.

Countless hours and endless care was poured into crafting this music - I hope it finds a place in your ears, a home in your heart, helps you in your own mind, or simply provides some pleasant pulse to accompany a moment in your life.

Where It Lands

Beat // Loop // Strum // Sample // S I N G

Jack Shepherd