Watch Us Dance

Watch Us Dance   feat. Mizero, Cassidy Renea & Anam Hermit

Clapped Out Anglia

Sunday Jam Session

Need Love

Inspired by M. John Harrison's Course of the Heart and the film A Dark Song.

First comes the rose and then the salt lines
I'll speak an angel's name; Raphael, Gabriel, Michael and Uriel
Asteraceae compositae, lay a bed of tree bark
A rose cross concealed, lay a leaf on a ram's horn

Next the carved rhymes which lead to a pause
From the darkness to the light
What was silent now is sound

Slowly light a ring of eight white candles
Hand clap to each point
Cinnamon on the floor, that sweet money spice
Relight the palo santo
Cast out with smoke
Cast out by command

Silence the conscious mind's derisive monologue of doubt
All the while keep breathing
What was hidden has been found

Hermeticon

She trudged through the mud
Licking her fingers to savour that one last meal
Conscious of the townsfolk at her heels
Conscious
Just conscious from the beating she fled
Left half dead
Stinking of puss, cum, sweat and dirt
There were stains all down her skirt
That provided memories of the good times
The bad times
Each penny she had earnt
From the trade she'd learnt
And how the townsfolk mocked her for it
But she just did what she did to make ends meet
To put shoes on her children's feet
And food in their hungry mouths
She listened, sure that she could hear them crying from afar
But they were tucked up safely in their beds
Sure to be looked after by some kindly family
Who tell damaging tales of what mother was like
Stalking the streets at night
Propositioning under the moonlight
But as she cried "Murder! Murder!  Murder!"
Nobody heard her
Nobody chose to hear

Nobody Chose To Hear

https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree/tante-meli-the-weighty-tree
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US / UK collaboration by
Mezz Recipe - Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Percussion, Composition @exoticsoundsofmezzrecipe
Weighty Tree - Guitars, Bass, Mix

More:
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Boa Constrictor - The Weighty Tree &  Mezz Recipe

Ghost

"I Destroyed My Art To Be Inspired Again"

we all freak out
we all lose our way
my head's always thinking about
throwing it all away

a song from midnight
or a poem of sorrow
my head says destroy it tonight
and I won't regret it tomorrow

I destroyed my art to be inspired again
I destroyed my art to be inspired again
I destroyed my art to be inspired again

a picture of the sky gray
a sonnet of a shadow show
my head says destroy it today
and I won't regret it tomorrow

we all freak out
we all lose our way
my head's always thinking about
throwing it all away

I destroyed my art to be inspired again
I destroyed my art to be inspired again
I destroyed my art to be inspired again

I destroyed my art to be inspired again
I destroyed my art to be inspired again

I Destroyed My Art To Be Inspired Again

On their new LP, LIKE A REAL SHADOW (Mandinga Records), the pair maintains their garage squall and dives even further into hypnotic blues riffs and throbbing insistent drum pulse—what one listener called the “car with one square wheel” rhythm. Their choice of cover songs—obscure blues and sanctified numbers—show them moving even further from anything like “listener expectations.”

The Luxurious Faux Furs - Send Me Your Pillow

"Sorry Excuse"

I'm sorry
I'm sorry

I'm sorry I've been stuck in a rut
that's a sorry excuse for being out of touch
I've been fighting loneliness it sucks
that's a sorry excuse and I know it don't mean much

I'm sorry
I'm sorry

I'm a sorry excuse and you're such a good friend
if you walked away I wouldn't blame you in the end
I'm a sorry excuse I wish I could amend
I promise I'll be in touch this weekend 

I'm sorry
I'm sorry

You deserve so much better than me
you don't have to open your eyes to see
that I'm a sorry excuse best to just let me be
I'm a sorry excuse, it's better 'you' not 'we'

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

Clapped Out Anglia

Jimmy Andrex & the Bible of Dreams