The angst morphs into a charmed melody. Lightful reconnaissance

The Unrecoreded

Fishing in Uganda

Songwriters: Bernard Sumner, Stephen Morris, Gillian Gilbert, Phil Cunningham, and Tom Chapman.

Restless taken from the New Order's Music Complete album - 2015.

Restless - (New Order Cover)

The Tubby Wilsons were a "Stoner Pop" band from Durban with members of Low Profile, Sibling rivalry and Nadar…

Download: https://we-did-this-records.bandcamp.com/album/stoner-pop

You_Surf- Vocals Bass
The Beard- Vocals Guitar
Nadar- Drums

All I remember is the coffee and getting kicked out of Splashy Fen…
- Matt Vend (Beard)

These songs were originally released in 2006 and now re-released through Groundsweep Records and We Did This Records.

Stoner Pop

The Tubby Wilson's - & Jeffrey Learn't Absolutely Nothing [2005]

It Wasn't Me By San Thurman

The fire calls another night of dawns
Moon rises over a new wall
Rainbow shines in my love lights eyes
The shadow of the falcons prey skips across sunshines cause

Look up! 
Look up at yonder hill and see destructions might conquered by a mighty God
For the lockdown is ending and has reached your back door
Don't dawdle the harvest is here and the sickle will fall!

Hike, plant, walk, waltz, jam 
To the birth of a new days jol
Lockdown must 
Fall
Fall
Fall!

Dance to the rhythm of my loves heartbeat 
When kisses rain around her feet
Lockdown must 
Fall 
Fall 
Fall! 
Oh yeah...

Dlamini, Cele & Cyril 
In a rainbow vortex of scorn
Lockdown must 
Fall 
Fall 
Fall! 
Oh yeah...

My loves eyes are like a candle of light
Across the moonrise so bright
Lockdown must fall fall fall! 
Oh yeah...

Who's in the ingy bingy bongo part of life 
Where lockdown must
Fall 
Fall 
Fall! 
Oh yeah...

Words by Stuart Burnett

Chant Down Dlamini-Zuma (Feat. Durry King)

Do you remember 
That bench under starlight?
between the valleys of my roots. 

That time we drove to the city? 
Trawled like anglers,
In an ocean of shapes and colour. 
Sizes to fit,
Rings to match. 

That mountain that held our promises? 
The paintings were watching. 
The Earth was listening, 
And the thing right in front of me the only answer. 

Can you remember 
That time i jumped ship? 
I found myself outside A shack, 
I turned and walked so far
I saw the light. 
No-ones right.
Only love. 

I saw a face walk through that door, 
Above those stairs, 
And i stared in ecstacy. 
Oh grace, Oh glory be to you 
Who is free. 

When you look to the sky 
Do you see him? 

I saw him passing by my mind 
The other day, 
And he cried 
He sees YOU in everything. 

How long do you need to wander 
To learn? 
Your mind expands from within. 
Love cant be disguised. 
Eyes don't lie, 
But your's keep fading from mine. 

The seasons have changed. 
Cold turns to warmth, 
And yet we're still wandering and wondering. 

I heard you say 
If i got my nose clean, 
And put my head down, 
You'd stop. 

But my heads always been in the clouds, 
And yours in the sky. 
Fly... 
Just fly. 
My roots never die. 
They wait, 
For the spring of life. 

Do you remember the time 
I left you with a bed 
Of flowers and thorns? 
Thoughts on a page. 
I went to hear some Jazz, 
Make some noise with the boyz. 
You were poised to strike. 
I remember you're eyes. 

We embraced that night. 
Left pride and ideals
At the door. 
I bowed and sighed 
As i dressed for my redemption. 
Send me for a loop 
I says. 
Give me the scoop. 
I'd sell the world just to talk, 
But words can be cheap. 
Actions speak louder, 
Or so they say... 

Never did like MY way. 

Truth cant be proved. 
It just is. 
Clear as day. 

I can be a fool, 
For sure. 
No doubt in my mind. 
How about yours? 


Tyla Burnett. 

AKA "CorduroyBoy". 

Sunday.

27 september 2020.

16:03.

This cathartic explosion, 
An erosion of grandeur. 
Was created to bring peace, 
To ME and to YOU. 
A chance taken, 
A smile renewed. 

Life is wild, 
so too have i been. 
This, my inner child, 
Thoughts on a page. 
You'll find no rage here, 
I've none left. 

I only ask 
That you open you're minds ear 
To my bleeding heart, 
And find something there for you. 
This gift i give to YOU. 
Given to me too. 

Goodbye.

Sotheysay

Texture

More Monkey

More Monkey Ft. Ronè Sperduti

Lily

Lily Ft. Eddy Kriel, Didi Astrid Didlof and Ronè Sperduti

There is nothing left to give (except love):

Sitting on another street corner 
I relent to the relentless energy 
Passing places I’ve never been 
Walking down alleyways I’ve never seen 
I’m talking to the birds again 
Please help me refrain
 
From these thoughts that lead me nowhere 
As I reach new levels of 
Chaos and perspiration
I’m here to make my way 
And with you by my side 
The crazy ride 
Meanders into a tranquil sojourn 

I lay in your bed 
As it turns into a comforting cocoon 
The city is noisy, sounds and sirens 
Alarms ringing out too soon 
But up here on the 15th floor 
The droning noise 
Turns into a harmonious melody 

Towering buildings touch the sky 
As we toast and say goodbye 
To a life, we used to live 
There is nothing left to give 
Except (for) love

08 of January 2021

Nothing Left To Give (except love)

The same old shade of blue:

Laziness my old friend 
Productivity these days
It’s not in, my vocabulary 
I’m trying to be better 
But it’s so easy to just be worse 
Lightning and rain 
May it bring in something new? 
I’m tired of using the same adjective 
To describe this feeling 

The same old shade of blue 
I’m so sick of missing you 
But I do 

Faces on the TV show 
Providing me with company 
Always in a state of suspension 
My mind an evil scientist 
My body a cruel invention 

Snacks and porn help numb these thoughts 
About the current state of the world 
Hypochondriac 
Conditioned to be psychosomatic
Consistently in panic 

The same old shade of blue 
I’m so sick of missing you 
But I do

The same old shade of blue

Matt Vend and The Tender 10, is the solo project of South African born singer/journalist/songwriter/traveller and nomad Matt “Beard” Wilson who has been playing music in bands since 1999, from the “tender” age of 14. His projects include the long running Sibling Rivalry, which managed to gain a loyal and cult like following throughout South Africa and even parts of Thailand being one of the most i
nfluential punk bands to come out of Durban in the last decade. The short lived but extremely well received Tubby Wilsons which delved into both Matt and fellow writer and musician Yusuf Laher’s affection for nostalgic pop and punk music and Durban’s first folk inspired punk/rock ‘n roll band Car Boot Vendors which is still very much alive yet just on hiatus whilst Matt is doing some travelling and work on his solo record. 
He is no stranger to the studio and has recorded collectively over 50 songs with the various projects he has been involved with, including guest appearances with Fruits and Veggies (Durban afro/reggae misfits), Misled (Joburg’s finest new school hardcore/punk band) and Blaq Hitler (Durban MC and hip hop producer).
 He is now finally delving into the production side of making music, recording and producing his first solo offering which will be out early 2012. He has been doing a few shows in and out of Bangkok over the last few months and will be embarking on an adventure through Vietnam early 2012, busking and playing shows from Hanoi to Saigon. Although recording is a big part of this musician’s repertoire live is where he shines, with literally hundreds of shows under his belt across South Africa and Thailand appearing on every stage imaginable from street corners and dingy bars to major festivals. 


The same old shade of blue

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