A song about liars.
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I came to ask the horses mouth 
Once and for all let’s have it out
Off the record if you must
Redacted and anonymous

Do you believe the lies you spin?
Delivered with a rictus grin
I’m glad you see the funny side
Dishonour is a badge of pride

Guilty parties get away
With secrecy and NDAs
Money pays for loyalty 
When you’re as rich as royalty 

The public interest won’t be served
By the legal teams who groom your words
Manufactured get out clauses
Sponsored by unworthy causes

So guilty parties get away
With secrecy and NDAs
Money pays for loyalty 
When you’re as rich as royalty 

I’d like to think there’ll come a day
When moral debt will be repaid
But lying with authority 
Is credited as honesty

I came to ask the horses mouth 
Once and for all without a doubt 
A broken record we can’t trust
Corrupted and preposterous 

The public interest won’t be served 
By journalists who mince their words 
You can’t believe they’re on your side
Dishonour is a badge of pride 

©Jim Pearson 2022

The Horses Mouth (Radio Edit)

A song about being bleeding cold and looking forward to the spring, the dual blessing and curse of smart meters and not being able to get rid of my garden waste....
Not to be confused with Green Day or Blue Mun Day

Whamageddon
And the year end excess 
Are thankfully now left behind
A pale sun refuses to donate any warmth
To a world that's both cold and unkind.
The decs are back up in the attic
Geese are still high on the wing
I'm waiting for green bin day 
And the welcome return of the Spring
 
My smart meter grins as it climbs into the red
It's giving me a psychotic twitch
"We've spent twelve pound fifty already today
Please, step away from the switch"
There's a pile of rotting logs in the garden
Upon which a Robin does sing
A song about green bin day 
And the welcome return of the Spring 
 
It seems a long time since I pruned my bush 
Like Mary said to the parson 
And it's almost too expensive to keep myself warm 
Without resorting to arson 
 
Those nocturnal cramps and the chill in my bones
Reflect in my face's contortions
I'm counting my blessings as well as my ailments
To give myself a sense of proportion
So when the crocus pops out of the lawn
I'll make a feast that's fit for a king
And raise a glass to green bin day
And the welcome return of the spring
 copyright 2023

Demo

Green Bin Day

Based on one of my poems..... and introducing a bass guitar. Outside the comfort zone, but it's the place to be....

Dunes in June in marron grass
Oil rigs float and tankers pass
A picnic blanket dragged to where we eat 
While red ants feast on Sandalled feet
 
Tide races where lugworm cast
Carving channels slick and fast
The moat is flooded the castle breached
The children's ball carries out of reach 
 
Backs are red; shoulders blistered 
Sun and wind and sand assisted
A strandline zig zags seagulls poke and pry
Seeking a bounty with ever hungry eyes 
 
The tide that flows and ebbs away
Turns to surge another day
Finds the stranger on the shore
And cover tracks they made before
 
The tide that flows and ebbs away 
Turns to surge another day 
And in the evening dark serene
Recedes and wipes the whole beach clean

Beach Song

Before it gets too late - Acoustic

Living Thing

'Why Does' Written by Roni Kaspi 

Drums, Vocals, Production and Editing - Roni Kaspi
Keys - Oxy 
Bass - Noe Berne
Instrumental tracks recorded at Krispy Studios
Mixed by Mathieu Pion 
Mastered by Pierre-Emmanuel Meriaud

Picture taken by Amit Selickter

Why Does - Roni Kaspi

‘Just a Little’ is a collaboration between NI songwriters Rory Nellis & Kris Marsden. Engineered & produced by Kris Marsden in his lo-fi studio, where he’s recording the third Kippysmuse album.
Drums by Stephen Leacock (General Fiasco, Nathan
Connolly).
Mixed & mastered by Phillip Watts d'Alton.

Just A Little

Newborn Adult - Generation Feral

Nothing Quite Like It

Popish... Bookish... from my next album.
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I don’t have a fancy cover
Neither hard nor soft
Written by a pseudonym
You can’t buy me in the shops

You can read me in the bathtub 
Or leave me on the shelf 
You can lend me to your boyfriend
Or keep me to yourself

This ain’t a book with pictures in it
This ain’t a book with a pop up plot 
It may not have a happy ending 
I thought we were singing in the beginning 

It’s just a book I wrote for you
You’ll recognise the story
Names changed to protect the blamed
I hope you’re sitting comfortably

If you can read between the lines 
Decipher your own meaning 
You can leave a bad review
If that’s the way you’re feeling

This ain’t a book with pictures in it
This ain’t a book with a pop up plot 
It may not have a happy ending 
But I thought we were singing in the beginning 

©Jim Pearson 2024

Bookish

Written In response to *that* gesture. There are many ways to interpret it, none of which are healthy.....
Written in a cafe, originally intended as a spoken word peice, but also put to music the following day

Not Waving Or Drowning

Winner of 2024 Liverpool Songwriting Competition with "The Boy With the Red Hat", taken from "Death to Mortality".

People have said that Jim plays guitar like a drummer. He is. In the mid eighties, he toured the Far East, Europe and Tyneside with near-legendary Geordie club band Foxy, before putting down his sticks, opting for a life of obscurity as graphic designer, husband and dad.

In his late thirties with a mid-life-crises looming, he started writing and recording his songs, self-releasing “Some Songs by Jim Pearson” in his fortieth year.

Suddenly, nothing happened, so he continued, and gradually accumulated a niche following of several well-intentioned virtual people, each possessing an uncanny appreciation of music and lyrics, as well as managing to get a handful of plays on BBC 6 music.

Jim is also singer, guitarist, songwriter with niche NW-UK band Scaredycats, who's debut album "Dumb Animals" was pronounced album of the year by Liverpool Sound and Vision in 2017.

Last year, he was a key collaborator and producer with international lockdown supergroup "Nothing On TV".

According to Jim... "You might not agree, but I think I’m getting better at this. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I will never get the global recognition I so clearly deserve, and honestly, I am all the happier for it."

BBC 6 Music's Tom Robinson says... “This is the astonishingly prolific Merseyside songwriter Jim Pearson… you never can be sure what kind of project Jim will come up with next, but you can always be sure it’s gonna be pretty darn good...” (The Tom Robinson Show, January 25th 2020)

Songwriter from Northern England
https://jimpearson.bandcamp.com/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/5R96vnb0ABdaZRMLG4XUNf

Scaredycats
https://scaredycatsuk.bandcamp.com/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/02W2iVwO5b3EIjzspgmS1N

Nothing On TV
https://nothingontv.bandcamp.com/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/07ADDEerdBir7xBgvdYyeo?si=k65U2tPkQuqbd1WFuPQOyA

Bookish

Jim Pearson

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