Returning to the dark gothic sounds.......

Deterioration

A more traditional take on the rock that we love

Recollections from the Warzone

Thanks to Kris from The Bawl Slant for these "hotter" remixes. Check out Kris' page here - @bawl-slant

Hotter (The Kris Brolin "Hotter" remixes of "Hot")

The Mask Will define Us

There are too many ghosts in my head
The bleak reminders of the things that I did
What I said to you should not have been said
I'm going crazy, with too many ghosts
There are too many ghosts in my head

CHORUS
In my head - You have to have a fantasy
In my head - I'm a figure of hypocrisy
In my head - I'm hanging high from legacy

There are too many ghosts in my head
But that's expected from the life that I led
I'm treading paths that I have already tread
How can I sleep with too many ghosts
There are too many ghosts in my head

CHORUS

Too Many Ghosts

Sophie is a really talented singer (and songwriter) from Yeovil, UK, and a good friend.  She contacted me the other day and said "fancy having a crack at Pulp's underwear?".  And I did.  And here it is.

Check out Sophie's page - https://soundcloud.com/sophiejoanne-2

Underwear (Pulp Cover with Sophie Joanne)

As another waking day begins
I reflect upon all my past sins
Nothing really too bad or vast
And secured safely in the past
Forget all the hocus pocus
I've set myself a positive focus

CHORUS
Come what may
Together I want us to spend each day
As if it is the last
And what a way to spend our brief and valued time

Every minute that we share entwined
Makes me value how you're the perfect find
And every second that we are apart
Causes cracking in my fragile heart
I stride with a confident swagger
I'm sorry that that makes me a bragger

CHORUS

I realise I have been an eyesore
You're the missing piece in my life's jigsaw

CHORUS
Two lights that shine

Brief And Valued Time

There's a calling in the night
A constant hunger deep inside me
I always know when something's right
And if I fail at least I tried and tried

There's a calling in my head
A thought I never can switch off
You fell asleep, what if I'm dead?
You know we'd wake and laugh alot and again

CHORUS
I keep on calling out
Calling your name
We are both calling the same
Then we laugh
It's a game
And we dream of one day

There's a calling that I hear
And I am always listening out
I lust to always hold you near
I never had a single doubt at all

CHORUS

One Day

I think I cared once, I don't know when
I guess I'm going crazy
But I think the grass is greener over there

I take a deep breath and count to ten
Then I shy away all dizzy
I'm carrying around a big sign saying "beware"

CHORUS
I don't deserve to look a fool
I don't deserve that much at all
And whispers spread from friend to friend
An unplanned for revenge
We just need to agree how things should end
We all have needs too

In a distant memory I held your hand
But nothing seems to fit now
It seems a small apology is owed

Well I don't talk much although I can
And silence seems to suit now
Somethings are just much better left unsaid

CHORUS

Needs

Marc Freak - Vocals, Lyrics 
Nigel Manning (The Windscale Blues Experiment) - Saxophones and Saxophone Arrangement @windscaleblues
Brian Butts - Guitars, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix @https://soundcloud.com/brian-butts-565934842

Only won the jackpot again
This time all the winnings remain
They're claimed
You can't lose what you've never had
Though I gambled it all went bad
Oh so sad

CHORUS
(What a time we had)
I pick a lucky number
I picked you from the crowd
At that time it wasn't allowed
(Second chance and glad)
And so many years later
I came back to the game
And won at the jackpot again

When I wake with my drunken eyes
See you there to my great surprise
And its nice
Every time when I hold you near
Expecting you to just disappear
That's my fear

CHORUS

Only won the jackpot again
This time I hope that you remain
Your claimed

Jackpot (Brian Butts feat. Marc Freak & The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Can hear the gunshots singing
The bullets ripping past
Remember life beginning
And time is fading fast

CHORUS
Each day a little bit more of me is dying
And I have still far too much to achieve
Well it isn't through no want of trying
But days they go on and on and on and on
Until I'm backed against the wall

A bit fatigued and wounded
If I can't walk I crawl
Say what I always wanted
There's time for a bar brawl

CHORUS

Can hear the angels calling
Though time is not yet done
I faced a savage mauling
But somehow I still won

CHORUS

(So what / face the lot / see the rot / A time that time forgot)

Backed Against The Wall

I cannot lie
I must confess
Its a few hours but I still feel such a mess
Cuz I miss you

That may seem sad 
That may seem wrong
But when together we just totally belong
And I miss you 

Feeling upfront
I cannot hide
I just feel something eating me up from inside
Cuz I miss you

I felt so numb
Only a week
I cannot think let alone try to speak
Cuz I miss you

CHORUS
In a world that feels so harsh
When we're together time goes fast
And our time has been and passed
You and I
Looking sad as we kiss good bye

And do you cry?
Get a bit mad?
To go from happiness to feeling all sad
Cuz I miss you

Just hold me back
Can hardly wait
I'm burning up in an embarrassing state
Cuz I miss you

I cannot lie
I must confess
Its a few hours but I still feel such a mess
Cuz I miss you

CHORUS

Miss You

Brian Butts - Composition, Guitar, Keyboard, Master Mix - https://soundcloud.com/brian-butts-565934842
Marc Freak - Vocals, Lyrics

CONGELATION
I knew I had to go
Didn't mean I had to go
Gifted at telling lies
Hidden by fluttering eyes

CHORUS
How did it ever come to this?
We're still stagnating
I'm contemplating
Or are we teething?
How are we still breathing?

How do you keep a straight face?
Keeps me firmly in my place
Slap on the cheek again
Reminds me of way back when

CHORUS

You know I have this feeling
We're still congealing

Congelation (Brian Butts feat. Marc Freak)

Sleeping butt-naked
Dead to the world and away from the terrors
Do you think I could fake it?
Are you that kind of girl?
Will you forgive me my errors?
Sleeping butt-naked
You utter a word and I don't think I'm listening

CHORUS
The dreams they will just take me away
Always at Midnight
The coach collapse! The horse fade away.
Always at Midnight

Sleeping butt-naked
That don't mean a thing
Its not like I'm beckoning
I'm craving the kisses
Please don't break the spell or the crowd will start heckling
Sleeping butt-naked like I always do
Shall we start the directing?

CHORUS

Sleeping butt-naked
Dead to the world and away from the terrors
Do you think I could fake it?
Are you that kind of girl?
Will you forgive me my errors?
Sleeping butt-naked
You utter a word and I don't think I'm listening
Sleeping butt-naked
Dead to the world and there's no point resisting

Butt-naked

Doctor I rarely say what I have said
I look straight at the sky
Doctor my mind is blocked by my regrets
I assume the end is nigh

CHORUS
I'm inexplicably good
But with a leaning for bad
Its mad
I'm afraid you've all been had
I've written everything down
But all the pages are clear
Oh dear
Its worse than I had feared

Doctor there's many a thing I should confess
I should do but I shan't
Doctor I understand you're not impressed
I want to but I can't

CHORUS

Doctor my name is on the growing list
To which the gates are shut
Doctor I'm signing off and won't exist
The signature in blood

CHORUS

Doctor

CHORUS
Oh my!  Soap on my skin
Hope that I'm in
Am I just dreaming?

I love the work ethic
You make me tick
I just wanna follow
Your pictures they entice
Control my eyes
I look for more tomorrow
And the next day

CHORUS

I see you scantily clad
And I am glad
It makes my life seem better
The way you pose on stage
It is contagious
And I am indebted forever

CHORUS

I need a soap girl and either will do
Its an obsession
Can I just have the both of you?

I guess I am corrupt
My body will erupt through all of the excitement
I love to hear you sing
My everything
A musical enlightenment
My everything!

CHORUS

I need a soap girl and either will do
Its an obsession
Can I just have the both of you?

CHORUS

Soap

Something simple something new
I'm falling forwards when I think of you
But its still falling with a splat
I'll pause a moment whilst you laugh at that

Every new challenge every new day
We try to move the obstacles in the way
But they're not moving and maybe stuck
Well maybe we just used up all of our luck

CHORUS
I can't barricade my mind
I'm wanting to be a part of us
I can't barricade my mind
I hope its a brand new start for us

When life seems heavy and hard to lift 
I need to remind myself that this is all a gift
And when I'm falling through the trap door
I'll take the time for a little applause

CHORUS

We're running faster than the clock
Whilst they all try to follow a heavenly flock
Well who needs money, I couldn't care
You can't buy nothing if there's nobody there

CHORUS

I'm older and older
I'm on my last legs
I'm drinking at my pint glass and there's only the dreggs
And what's left tastes bitter
Its a bitter pill for real

CHORUS

Barricade

Hypothesis from magazines
I just assumed its in my genes
When I am pumping blood from every pore
Tainted teardrops in the eye
This is not yet the year to die
As I am rotting slowly to the core

CHORUS
This slow deterioration
Its invisible to most but I'm not giving up the ghost yet

Every waking aches that bit more
Every breath is more of a draw
Running slow but the gate is closing fast
There's a tale in each age line
I think I've twice as much in mine
That's a fact with such tormented past

CHORUS

Hypothesis from magazines
There's no time to wonder what it means
I just assumed its in my genes
But then life rarely is all that it seems

CHORUS

A great pleasure to add a melody and vox to Steve's instrumental piece.  Check out his page here - https://soundcloud.com/steve-vercelloni

Music by Steve Vercelloni
Lryrics and melody by Marc Freak 

SOUR
I should have noticed the light was failing
And the taste was turning sour
Every part of us was evaporating hour by hour

CHORUS
I'm struggling with mixed emotion
Its hard when the love sours
And life is a crazed commotion
Serenaded with dead flowers
To drown in a waterless ocean
To fall from the tallest towers

I'm babbling too
Thoughts are few
Its tough to take and hard to chew

I need something to take the taste away
But its stuck firm in my throat
There's no colour in a life permanently grey
And from drowning I must float
Sorry I can't help but gloat

CHORUS

Sour (Steve Vercelloni and Marc Freak)

Scab Madras is a Marc Freak spin-off outfit, playing punk and songs of a tongue in cheek explicit nature.  You have been warned!

This one is for the Subs!!!

PUSSY IN MY FACE
Signed up to be Mishandled
I can't breathe from this angle
Our bodies in a tangle
But I'm wanting more
Your face is hidden from sight
You scratch and you certainly bite
Approach me dripping and tight
Kneeling on the floor
A slave boys chore

CHORUS
Don't know your name but I know my place
I just want your pussy in my face
I'm hurting bad and I want the taste
I just want your pussy in my face
I want more I won't leave no waste
I just want your pussy in my face
Tie me up you know just in case
I just want your pussy in my face
I want it all

Whatever you shout I'll do
You choke me till I turn blue
But how the time it flew
I hope we meet again
Its all for satisfaction
I enjoy all this action
Its a fatal attraction
Excited by the stain
I feel the pain

CHORUS

Pussy In My Face (Scab Madras)

Thanks to Kris from The Bawl Slant for this "hotter" remix of Hot. Check out Kris' page here - https://soundcloud.com/bawl-slant

HOT!
Its not worth believing
Its burnt into your soul
You're used to it blowing up your unholy hole
The words that you're saying
To be what you're not
Its written in comments that you're hot!

I first got the t-shirt
And then got the pox
I'm tripping whilst chasing the trickiest fox
Your face in a filter that erases the rot
Its written in comments that you're hot!

A catchphrase
A saying that's sure to catch on
Flutter those lashes
You can't do no wrong
I think of you daily
I think quite a lot
Its written in comments that you're hot!

The power and the glory
I'll catch when you fall
I finished my hunting when I hit a brick wall
Can't think when I started
I simply forgot
Its written on gravestone that you're hot!

Hot ("Hotter" Remix by Kris Brolin)

Thanks to Kris from The Bawl Slant for this "hotter" remix of Butt-naked. Check out Kris' page here - @bawl-slant

BUTT-NAKED
Sleeping butt-naked
Dead to the world and away from the terrors
Do you think I could fake it?
Are you that kind of girl?
Will you forgive me my errors?
Sleeping butt-naked
You utter a word and I don't think I'm listening

CHORUS
The dreams they will just take me away
Always at Midnight
The coach collapse! The horse fade away.
Always at Midnight

Sleeping butt-naked
That don't mean a thing
Its not like I'm beckoning
I'm craving the kisses
Please don't break the spell or the crowd will start heckling
Sleeping butt-naked like I always do
Shall we start the directing?

CHORUS

Sleeping butt-naked
Dead to the world and away from the terrors
Do you think I could fake it?
Are you that kind of girl?
Will you forgive me my errors?
Sleeping butt-naked
You utter a word and I don't think I'm listening
Sleeping butt-naked
Dead to the world and there's no point resisting

Butt-naked ("Hotter" Remix by Kris Brolin)

Thanks to Kris from The Bawl Slant for this "hotter" remix of Puppy Dogs. Check out Kris' page here - @bawl-slant

PUPPY DOGS AND FLUFFY THINGS
Misread eyes, misread signs
Regurgitated happenings from bad to the sublime
Static stare, fools beware
I've finished searching something that was never really there

CHORUS
I don't have time for this commotion
Puppy dogs and fluffy things
Designed to mess with me and my emotions

Clapped out heart, bombs aloud
I think that I'm exploding with my head up in the cloud
Dodge the trash, thoughts are rash
I don't have time for silly games excuse me whilst I dash

CHORUS

"Got" at last, read and weep
Commotion is commodity and violence is just cheap
Claim the prize, take the rise
My ever growing ego is transcending to the skies

CHORUS

Commotion is commodity and violence is just cheap

Puppy Dogs and Fluffy Things ("Hotter" Remix by Kris Brolin)

An attempt at the very strangely timed "Within You" from the film Labyrinth

Within You (David Bowie cover)

Thanks to Kris from The Bawl Slant for this "hotter" remix of Going Downtown. Check out Kris' page here - @bawl-slant

GOING DOWNTOWN
I'm heading to dusk now
I'm death on the street
I'm already drinking
But I'm still firm on my feet
The horizon is shaky
I know I've been here before
I could be just a bit crazy
But I am craving for me

CHORUS
Where do we go from here when I'm trying to tame the beast
How do you quench the fire when you're toxic to say the least
I'm going downtown

I'm pushing up daisies
But they are only in dream
Though the past is still fragile
I'm still all that I may seem
Take a trip or a bullet
This is a one way ride
Be I ghost or a spirit
I need a warm place to hide

CHORUS
Where do we go from here when I'm trying to tame the beast
How do you quench the fire when you're toxic to say the least
Where do we go from here when I'm trying to tame the beast
How do you ease the pain when you're feeling like you've been fleeced
I'm going downtown

Going Downtown ("Hotter" Remix by Kris Brolin)

Featuring the beautiful and punchy vocals of Electra Volcana https://soundcloud.com/user-6008493

YOU GOT WHAT I WANT
Him: I'm terrible at talking but a master of the flirt
I find myself excited when I'm trying to look right up your skirt

Her: You're pitiful to look at - you're just a drunken bum
But everytime you call me you know that I'm still gonna come
And I cum

CHORUS
You - You got what I want
You got what I need
You got what I - got what I - got what I - got what I

Him: I heard your heavy breathing when I staggered to your room
I figured that my humour always helps to lighten the gloom

Her: It takes imagination to hide the taste of beer
But those kisses cause excitement when you're fondling at my rear
Oh dear!

CHORUS

Him: I'm thinking of you always like a dog with a bone
I'll send a naked picture once I've remembered to recharge my phone

Her: You're certainly not pretty but I guess you have a charm
I giggle with excitement when you're licking up my arm
Theres no harm

CHORUS

You Got What I Want (Feat Electra Volcana)

In dedication of Shane McGowan, I've added a Christmas tinge to this duet with Electra Volcana.

YOU GOT WHAT I WANT (THIS CHRISTMAS)
Him: I'm terrible at talking but a master of the flirt
I find myself excited when I'm trying to look right up your skirt

Her: You're pitiful to look at - you're just a drunken bum
But everytime you call me you know that I'm still gonna come
And I cum

CHORUS
You - You got what I want
You got what I need
You got what I - got what I - got what I - got what I
This Christmas

Him: I heard your heavy breathing when I staggered to your room
I figured that my humour always helps to lighten the gloom

Her: It takes imagination to hide the taste of beer
But those kisses cause excitement when you're fondling at my rear
Oh dear!

CHORUS

Him: I'm thinking of you always like a dog with a bone
I'll send a naked picture once I've remembered to recharge my phone

Her: You're certainly not pretty but I guess you have a charm
I giggle with excitement when you're licking up my arm
Theres no harm

CHORUS

You Got What I Want (This Christmas) - Feat Electra Volcana

Through the smoke there's a smiling face
That takes me off to a different place
Figure I want you
I know that I do
I've got some questions for you

CHORUS
Where could we sail to
To a distant land
Where could we go
Where I could just hold your hand
Take off my mask as I know where I stand
As if life has all been planned

Through the darkness I hear a laugh
Are you chuckling on my behalf?
I picture you smiling
Always in my mind
The more that I search the more I find

CHORUS

Figure I want you
I know that I do
I've got some questions for you

CHORUS

Questions

I'm drinking alone this Christmas
My favourite time of year
I don't need no family or friends this Christmas
All I need is lots of wine and kegs of beer
I don't need no company of sorts this Christmas
I don't need no company of sorts this year

The TVs on but I'm not listening
Theres not much worth the watch
I don't need no television on this Christmas
I don't need those voices ringing in my ear
I don't need no company of sorts this Christmas
I don't need no company of sorts this year

I'm done with all the cooking
Most of it all goes to waste
I don't need traditional meals this Christmas
I would just be happy with curry and beer
I don't need no company of sorts this Christmas
I don't need no company of sorts this year

I don't need no family or friends this Christmas
All I need is lots of wine and kegs of beer
I don't need no company of sorts this Christmas
I don't need no company of sorts this year

I Don't Need No Company This Christmas

I'm doubting about it

When the weather mirrors my mood
And there's hints of sunlight
I close the curtains and just brood
'Cause the time doesn't feel right
Feed the hunger face the storm
Feel the fingers grip tight
For all I know its just the norm
Urgh!

CHORUS
I've exhausted all the routes
And yet I'm still standing
Ate all the low hanging fruits
And my stomachs pounding
Feeling sick but still alive
Despite the constant hounding
A disease will generally thrive
Urgh!

CHORUS

I'm a hot air bag of doubt
And its close to bursting
But I've forgotten how to shout
So excuse my cursing
Pick a number make a choice
Whilst I start reversing
And I'm getting back my voice
Urgh!

CHORUS

Doubt ("Hotter" Remix by Kris Brolin)

I see words I've not written
That's a tune that I would not sing
Castrate me whilst I'm smitten
A mockery of me doing my thing

CHORUS
Its really out of line
We're having a good time but this life's not mine

As helpless as on Rohypnol
A puppeteer guessing my next move
I quickly fill up my sick bowl
Whilst unaware you all enjoy the groove

CHORUS

I'm confused by my action
Writing tunes from the day I die
My AI self has more traction
And vastly easier on the eye

CHORUS

We're Having A Good Time (But This Life's Not Mine)

I've got penis envy
It was ok until one evening I switched on TV
Penis envy
I got the girth, the head and I'm quite long
Until I accidentally turned the TV on
To see the beast exploding from the tightness of the thong
It's all gone wrong
I'd swap mine for a different dong

Penis envy
My own appendage has started embarrassing me
Penis envy
All that cavorting of a sizeable schlong
Flapping about like a raging King Kong
So proud and so crazy it deserves a shining gong
It's so well hung
I bet it's had so much fun

I got penis envy
I bet the best of my friends all agree
Penis envy
If there was 3D I think I'd have lost an eye
I'm feeling so inferior that I'll hide away and cry
I haven't stretched mine yet but there's a chance that I may try
I cannot lie
I'm tempted to just say bye-bye

Penis envy
My own appendage has started embarrassing me
Penis envy

Penis Envy

Signed up to be mishandled
I can't breathe from this angle
Our bodies in a tangle
Twister on the floor
Your face is hidden from sight
You scratch and you certainly bite
Like I've been in a fight
So guess who won the war?
I'm wanting more

CHORUS
Don't know your name but I know my place
The beads of sweat are running down my face
I'm hurting bad but I want the taste
I'm calling out there's no time to waste
Don't know your name but I know my place
Tie me up you know just in case
People tell me this is just a phase
I want you now -  I want you in my face
I want it all

Whatever you shout I'll do
You choke me till I turn blue
But how the time it flew
I hope we meet again
I'm enjoying this action
Its total satisfaction
And a fatal attraction
I can hardly breathe
And then you leave

CHORUS

In My Face

They killed the culture - we know
Destroyed the future - and must go
I ain't no teacher - I'm so so
And a poor preacher - We know
But someone needs to talk

CHORUS
A spec of sawdust in my eye
Its growing all diseased
Its lie after lie and no-one is pleased

Listen intently - we sighed
Strangled us gently - from inside
Affect us mentally - and our pride
Abhorrently we fight and fly

CHORUS

Put up your banners  and vote
Ignore the scammers of note
Destroy with hammers - whilst we choke
Excuse my stammers  - I spoke
And someone needs to talk

CHORUS

No-one Is Pleased

Cover of Iggy Pop's "Candy", with Electra Volcana.  Check out her page here - https://soundcloud.com/user-6008493

Candy (Iggy Pop cover, with Electra Volcana)

I could open any door
But I don't feel it anymore
There's an aching in my tooth
I've got nothing left to prove to you

CHORUS
Picturecards and poems are all in life I ever asked
Sitting under moonlight
You felts my hands removed my mask

I will greet you with a smile
You should really run a mile or two
There's a treat behind each door
Am I really such a draw to you?

CHORUS
Picturecards and poems are all in life I ever asked
Sitting under moonlight
You felts my hands removed my mask
Stripping down my layers is surely a demanding task
If you've a spare moment come feel my hands, remove my mask

I could open any door
There's an aching in my brain
All the years have left a stain I guess

Picturecards And Poems

You open up those tired eyes
And the world is as bad as it seems
Just close your eyes and jump the jump
And you'll soon be living in dreams
Like Rapunzel letting down her hair into the mud
I turned around one second and I heard a thundering thud

CHORUS
I really should take sound advice from your wanting eyes
You're holding me between your thighs with your wanting eyes
I fell right for recurring lies of your wandering eyes
It really should be no surprise
Believe it or not you've got wanting eyes

I'm cuddled up - a babe in wrap
Its a second life I guess
I always fall for games and traps
And I was never much good at chess
I'm the average prince that's turned into an average frog
There's no trash or gimmick that you wouldn't try to flog

CHORUS

A candy house was eaten yet I was left with nought
But somehow you just win me over with a single pout

CHORUS

Wanting Eyes

Remix of the Iggy Pop cover "Candy" that I recorded with @https://soundcloud.com/user-6008493 by Kris from The Bawl Slant https://soundcloud.com/bawl-slant who also pulled out some fresh guitar and bass :p

Candy (Iggy Pop cover with Electra Volcana) - Mix by Kris from the Bawl Slant

Nothing like a free form jam to close the collection of songs :p

He Strangled Her Vividly And Unashamed

Prolific musician, author, photographer and oddity.  With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop - this is Marc Freak.  Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.  An experiment in DIY and lofi.  The odd bum note here, the even odder bum note there.  But with art do we care?

Marc Freak

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