Well that was the day that Tennyson died and you had him between
your hands and your thighs, Is it better to have lost in love than be in love with me?

If I am a part of all I have met, then the people I've met are very upset, they see spiders when they dream.

But I've seen you dance to fire alarms, I've seen you undress to your waist in the dark, I've seen black clouds when you breathe.

The Gull Catcher waits for me.

She's wearing 'Please leave me alone' shoes and smoking black cigarettes, There is dust in the old rooms and the tapes of your old cassettes. There's voice in leather books and staircases covered in red

Now that Tennyson's dead.

The Day Tennyson Died

The first ever Republic Of Trees podcast is here with David aka A tape collage for Eloise.
The first episode is with David in Scarborough a very strange and amazing town where I attended university, started a band and woke up in some of England's least comfortable living rooms.
We are going to be talking about his music, general life as a creative person post Brexit (unavoidable I'm afraid) and we will be tracking down Scarborough's hardest seagull and offer it out for a fight.

Part 1 0f 2

https://soundcloud.com/atapecollageforeloise
https://atapecollageforeloise.bandcamp.com/album/your-smile-is-made-of-vanished-days

A Tape Collage For Eloise is the dusty bedroom recording project of a perpetually awkward and self-sabotaging recluse. The music is assembled using various tape formats as well as a moribund computer equipped with a version of the freeware audio editing program Audacity which is over a decade old and subsequently a bit faulty. And that faultiness translates to the songs themselves which are muddied, saturated in tape noise and wrought with imperfections. In this way they act like memories of inebriated youth; fractured, hazy and sometimes all too obscure. They mostly tell stories that take place in a North Yorkshire town where the cold of a constant winter is only exaggerated by dreams of a warm summer that might never have been.

The Republic Of Trees Podcast #1 ft A Tape Collage For Eloise (Part 1)

Part 2 of The Republic Of Trees podcast#1 ft A Tape Collage For Eloise.

In part 2 we jump from bar to bar slowly getting drunk and putting the world to rights, we have a discussion about Brexit and we get interrupted by Scarborough s special political correspondent Pete who works at travel lodge, its ace.

@atapecollageforeloise
atapecollageforeloise.bandcamp.com/album/y…ed-days

You can find part 1 here 
https://soundcloud.com/lewismarrow/the-republic-of-trees-podcast-1-ft-a-tape-collage-for-eloise-part-1

The Republic Of Trees Podcast #1 ft A Tape Collage For Eloise Part 2 (strong language)

I name my guitars after poets
When most name theirs after girls
And it's proper hard to stop smoking 
When you've got the best of both worlds 

I need a cast iron cage where I can be locked for days
Throw away the key
So the owls can sing of my death

My failure to quell the notion
That I'm always seen with a drink
It's easy to avoid pretention
When you stand next to people who try their best not to think

Now the only thing they remember
Is that I punched his face in and took his first love to my room

If this is a stage play we've got some casting issues

Written by Lewis Marrow
Mixed and mastered by John Cox

Red Monsters Dance

Every Song i play is  written to the best of my ability on an acoustic guitar called Blake (don't worry about it), The lyrics are very personal but not necessarily descriptive. There are two specific reasons for this: the first being the confines of fitting and cutting a much longer poem into song lyrics, and the second is that I'm a firm believer in the phrase 'what you don't know can't hurt you'.

Lewis Marrow

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