"I don't know what to say about this album other than that it is absolutely magnificent"
(Chris West, Phoenix Radio, Australia)

Stone Steps

Set in England, a son wants to understand why his octogenarian father, who left Bangladesh in the 1960s, does not feel at peace. Dada’s response takes him through a kind of grieving process that navigates choice and duty, belonging and identity, memory and migration, regret, and a chance for resolution.

Grandfather (Dada)  is played by Adil Akram
Granddaughter is played by Yasmin Khan
Guitar played by Ruby Kitching

Music and words by Ruby Kitching

With thanks to Mya-Rose Craig

Baki

Baki Mastered Final MP3 Tara Theatre Artist Make Space

Original music composition and vocal arrangement by Shower of Owls.

Lyrics written by Orson F. Whitney (1855-1931), as published in the Hymn book of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. There are many historical references in the text to the Latter-day Saint Pioneers (which include some of my ancestors) after their arduous trek across the United States in the 1800s to settle in Utah - previously called Deseret; as well as scriptural references to the writings of the Old Testament prophet Isaiah (Isaiah 2:2-3, 51:3): https://history.churchofjesuschrist.org/landing/pioneers?lang=eng


The wintry day, descending to its close,
Invites all wearied nature to repose,
And shades of night are falling dense and fast,
Like sable curtains closing o’er the past.
Pale through the gloom the newly fallen snow
Wraps in a shroud the silent earth below
As tho ’twere mercy’s hand had spread the pall,
A symbol of forgiveness unto all.

I cannot go to rest, but linger still
In meditation at my windowsill,
While, like the twinkling stars in heaven’s dome,
Come one by one sweet memories of home.
And wouldst thou ask me where my fancy roves
To reproduce the happy scenes it loves,
Where hope and memory together dwell
And paint the pictured beauties that I tell?

Away beyond the prairies of the West,
Where exiled Saints in solitude were blest,
Where industry the seal of wealth has set
Amid the peaceful vales of Deseret,

Unheeding still the fiercest blasts that blow,
With tops encrusted by eternal snow,
The tow’ring peaks that shield the tender sod
Stand, types of freedom reared by nature’s God.
The wilderness, that naught before would yield,
Is now become a fertile, fruitful field.
Where roamed at will the fearless Indian band,
The templed cities of the Saints now stand.
And sweet religion in its purity
Invites all men to its security.
There is my home, the spot I love so well,
Whose worth and beauty pen nor tongue can tell.


Note:
Here’s a link where you can listen to the original music for the hymn, composed by Edward P. Kimball (1882-1937) https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/manual/hymns/the-wintry-day-descending-to-its-close?lang=eng

The Wintry Day, Descending to Its Close

Acoustic instrumental rock. Slide guitar in part of the song.

Slide Guitar Anthem

Written, produced & performed by Nicolas Otisi.
Published by Sities edition.
Artwork by Cleverkids ©
© 2018 Sities edition. All right reserved.

Cycle

Now I Swim

Man Mother Boy

See the music video (made in VR):  https://youtu.be/Nnxe3I16FMM

We Are Not Robots

I don't know what she just did to me
I thought she was above such childish things
She said to me my truth will never change
But please don't expect me to act my age

Sometimes I just want to be child
Sometimes I want to get a little bit wild

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

She said people don't know me, they just see
My mistakes and eccentricity
When you get to know me you will see
I'm trying to escape reality

Sometimes I just want to be child
Sometimes I want to get a little bit wild

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Nah nah nah nah nah
Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Sometimes I just want to be child
Sometimes I want to get a little bit wild

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

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We Are Not Robots

A dark but glorious tale of the emotional dangers of seeking new love too soon.

LYRICS

You should see the lights this evening
But you won’t know what I mean
I’m not stopping at the crossroad
Signals my side they all on green
Getting over you was so hard
Maybe it’s all a little soon
City moves in tighter spaces
This is what I gotta do

I’m wasting my time
If I can’t get you
Out of my mind

I’m here to dance with a beautiful stranger
Here to dance in a beautiful world
I’m here to dance with a beautiful stranger
Here to dance in beautiful world

Hear the sound get in closer
Fantasies are kicking in
Bass is up and shaking the body
Join the crowd’s adrenaline

And these are the signs
That I will get you
Out of my mind

I’m here to dance with a beautiful stranger
Here to dance in a beautiful world
I’m here to dance with a beautiful stranger
Here to dance in a beautiful world

I’m here to dance with a beautiful stranger 
Here to dance in a beautiful world
I'm well aware of the emotional danger
Here’s to dance in a beautiful world


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Beautiful Stranger (Beautiful World)

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Beria Enters Hades

When The War Is Over

Dopamine (feat. Tobe Nwigwe)

A song against fascism in America (and around the world)
Check out the music video! It's not a dull political lecture - it's fun, I promise!
https://youtu.be/ljzN-jlpQoY

No Kings for Me

I will not bow
My knees will not bend
There are no kings for me

I will not yield
Send your goon squads back to hell
There are no kings for me

How did the worst of us rise to the top?
Degenerates and hypocrites
The ugliest Americans
They won't depart you if you're white
And love is their kryptonite

Now I am a vagabond in their stupid eyes
But this vagabond is free
Here's how it goes:
A coup by twisted billionaire bros
But there are no kings for me

I'll hide my face
From their dark surveillance state
I'll piss on their graves
You'll see
Their fear hate and lies
And lies and lies and lies
I've built up immunity

How did the worst of us get to decide
That we support murderers and genocide?
Better watch your step because
Here come the masked American thugs

I will not kiss
Your gangster ostentatious ring
There are no kings for me
Your time is up
Your fascist dream is crumbling
The vagabonds sing "we are free"

And why do the worst of us hate us so much?
I never hated them until
They bowed down to the antichrist
They chose their path to hell
I wish that I could wish them well

No I will not bow
My knees will not bend
There are no kings for me
I will not yield
Send your goon squads back to hell
There are no kings for me

No Kings for Me

"Well, I definitely had shivers down my spine then. Utterly fantastic.”
(Max Reinhardt, Soho Radio

“Gorgeous production, arrangement and sophisticated songwriting." (Americana UK)

"Wow! How good is this? Absolutely beautiful"
(Carrie and David Grant, BBC Radio London) 

"This is Lost Chimes at their best and believe me, that is very good".
(Neil March, Fresh on the Net Moderator, Trust the Doc)

“That was lovely, really lovely”
(Gaby Roslin, BBC Radio London)

"I absolutely love this. I think it's one of the best cover versions ever recorded".
(Dave Mortimer, Black Cat Radio on 'Love will tear us apart')

Lost Chimes are Gemma and Nicky Kirk.

Renowned for Gemma’s “sublime, outstanding voice” and spine-tingling live sound, the band produce music and site-specific perfromances that provoke, soothe and crystallise life.

2020 saw the release of their debut single, a pared-back, atmospheric cover of Joy Division’s, “Love will tear us apart”.

Their self-titled album was released in May 2021 - an alluring soundscape, filled with the ebb and flow of friends, family, life and loss.

2025 sees their eagerly awaited second record spring into life with visionary producer and multi-instrumentalist, Gerry Diver. (Graham Coxon, Lisa Knapp, Spiritualised, Tom Robinson, Shane MacGowan, Mundy, Van Morrison, Christy Moore).

Filled with compelling stories, intricate guitar work and stunning vocals, “Now I Swim” draws on the band’s family history and the collective memory of others.

Through interviews and reminiscence, they focus on healing intergenerational trauma as well as on ancestral strength, weaving tales of resilience and hope that transcend time and place.

Their first single "Something Different" was released on 28 February 2025 - an evocative anthem about how relationships evolve, adapt, and endure over time.

"Pick up the Pieces" (released 11 April) is a toe-tapping anthem explores the complexities of dysfunctional relationships, lives not fully lived and secrets shed on the way to the grave. 

Title track and album “Now I Swim” will be released on 6 June, accompanied by several high profile radio appearances including BBC Radio Four “Loose Ends” on 5 July 2025.

For Press & PR enquiries, contact:
Geri Perry PR:
gbmusicteam@aol.com
https://www.geriperrypr.co.uk/

For all other enquiries and gig bookings, contact:
www.lostchimes.com

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