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©️.Tiré de l'album : les bienfaits de la haine de la haine/ From the album: the benefits of hate hate .

Volée De Bois Vert - Barrage of criticism

Out 23/11 via Trapped Animal and Cargo Records 
Press: Jasmine@trappedanimal.com
Label: joel@trappedanimal.com

First single from new album 'Pink Mirror' to be released next year on Trapped Animal

Written, produced: Jeremy Tuplin 
Recorded, co-produced: Mark Estall 
Featuring: Samuel Nicholson (electric guitar), Jamie Shaw (drums), Mark Estall (bass), Lauren Lucille (backing vox) 
Mastered: Will Blyth 
Photo: Richie Phillips

Lyrics:
Here we go again yet another account
Whatever’s inside me i’m gonna twist around and spit it out
Fights with lovers so you can relate
Or astronaut dreams intended for your escape
I could play the pseudo-green warrior card
Or detail all the pieces of my poor broken heart
Ah baby how’d it come to this
I've been retracing my steps and i think i got the gist

So let me put on the level
I only do this so the devil in me covers
All he needs to be your lover
All he needs to be your lover
All he needs to be your lover

Here it comes again it’s the same old routine
This thing’s that’s inside me i’m gonna torture first then set free
Thoughts on whether love and hate can coexist
Or social commentary what has the cosmos got to do with it
Altering minds one lyric at a time
Or listen intently as i romanticise my sex life
Ah honey what’s it all about, 
I've been losing sleep but i think i worked it out

Cos imma put on the level
I’m only in this so the devil in me covers
All he needs to be your lover
All he needs to be your lover
All he needs to be your lover
Bad, bad lover

Bad Lover

Ariel - Oscuro Remix

Object

Debut album from Scottish band, Galileo's Fan. 

Tracks written by Fi Vass (1,3,6,7,9) and Martin Vass (2,4,5,8,10) (PRS, MCPS)

Recorded by Iain Hutchison at Glowormrecording 
Produced by Iain Hutchison, Fi Vass and Martin Vass
Mastered by Peter Beckmann at TechnologyWorks Mastering
Artwork and Design by Kim Richards

Fi Vass: vocals, piano/keys 
Martin Vass: vocals, guitars
Iain Hutchison: piano (tracks 3,6,10), guitars, programming, synths 
Graeme Smillie: Bass (1,2,4,5,6,8,9,10)
Louis Abbott: Drums (1,2,3,4,5,6,9)
Scott Mackay: Drums, percussion (1,4,8)
Mike Vass: fiddle, vocals (3,6)
Euan Burton: Bass (7)
John Lowrie: Drums (7)

I Won't Be Found

In Truth

Tuesday night, alone in a bar, where is Jacques Coustau where is Kofi Annan? 
Won’t someone come and pretend that they are in love, or dance a tune which no one knew could be danced like that.

The moon is a spider, does it hang in the air or crawl in my mind? I quiver beside her, will she go for the mask or give me a try, I pray to the swing of the night.  

Early rise, like the day before, if one more twerp curates my work I think I will explode, 
When this job ends please take some time before you start again, the city feeds from souls like you who are in the red.   

The moon is a spider, does it hang in the air or does it crawl in my mind? I quiver beside her, will she go for the mask or give me a try, I pray to the swing of the night.  

O wintry blues what did you do, my friends, they stay home and watch the evening news,
If this won’t end I swear my friend I’ll go and cut the thread that links ITV and BBC to the spin of the world. 

The moon is a spider, does it hang in the air or does it crawl in my mind? I quiver beside her, will she go for the mask or give me a try, I pray to the swing of the night.

- The Moon is a Spider - The Quivering Poets

Space Magic is the first single to come from the new album, ‘Violet Waves’, by Jeremy Tuplin and his band The Ultimate Power Assembly.

Written by Jeremy Tuplin
Recorded by Mark Estall
Mastered by Will Blyth
Artwork by Suzi Corker
Performed by Jeremy Tuplin & The Ultimate Power Assembly:
Jeremy Tuplin - lead vocals, guitar
Samuel Nicholson - lead guitar
Mark Estall - bass guitar
Jason Ribeiro - drums
Pearl Fish - backing vocals

Lyrics:

I believe in magic, space magic
Put on your unicorn jacket
Covered in bat ships
The Saturn moon Enceladus - supposedly nice this time of year
It’s in the hiero-graphics
I’m coming in soft on top of a wave of cosmic madness
Let’s dance, Cassiopeia’s second chance
At the black hole dance
I can taste the fabric
Give Captain Planet a call
Real name Patrick he’s got his own rocket ship we’re gonna ride right through the purple

I believe in magic, love magic
Capital Gold Motown Classics
At the ugly pageant
Caterpillar turned into a bat, dramatically turned into a bat
Can you imagine? I sure can
Born out of a dying star’s final throw of epic passion
Take a chance
At the black hole dance
On a fragile circumstance
It’s a delicate balance
Intergalactic truth love-manic wreaking havoc in the most beautiful manner

Love magic
Space magic
I believe in magic
Oh I believe
Initiating fade out now
Dutiful fade out
Magical fade out

Space Magic

I'm digging a hole dirt in my shoes
In a world of shadows I've ran out of booze
I'm digging a hole digging a grave
Scratching out the soil with the crap they never gave

And the world will never see me ever again
Unless my bones are dug up in a thousand years
All the antiquarians will kneel and pray
As my skull grins back from ear to ear
Dead dead dead still digging

What are you doing my pretty one
Can you fill the hole when the digging's done?
Can't blame her running I understand
No one digs digging with a dying man

Nobody will remember my epitaph
Unless my bones are dug up in another age
All the antiquarians will kneel and laugh
As my skull grins back in a silly way
Dead dead dead still digging

I've relinquished my dreams I've laid them aside
The glamour and the horror the wind and the strife
Are you better off in Yemen with a will to survive
Or living at The Dorchester desperate to die?
Dead dead dead still digging

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Recorded at Futureworks by Paul Morrice
Mastered by Mark Corrin

Dead Dead Dead Still Digging

Acoustic chill, ambient vibes with elements of electronic. It features the voice and spoken word of American actor and VO artist, Noelle Adames, describing a vivid lockdown dream. The YouTube video features some amazing night sky time-lapse footage courtesy of Jeremy Evans and Clive Alcock. "Volume 3" is the last of a 3 part series of music created during the "lockdown" and released as a 3 track EP titled, 'Isolation Improv' on June 1st.
Music by Chris McConville.
Words by Noelle Adames.
Mastered by Jason Emberton.
Check out the Youtube video - https://youtu.be/wu0_FzV8vYw

Isolation Improv

Isolation Improv, Vol. 3

An upbeat satirical look at the post modern world with the option of letting your hair down and joining in with the anarchy.

Higher Lovers

Apes Like Sheep

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Space Magic

Jeremy Tuplin

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