Mañana Man

Th Bloated Goat, Trousers

Small Town Stardust

The Return of Genghis Khan

First two tracks off of my Partial Martians EP. Fresh transmission

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Far away on a distant planet long since deserted by humans, a lone robot, Pedro, tirelessly carries out his chores keeping everything spotless and in good order. Looking up and imagining who or what else is still out there, he wonders, will the humans ever return?

Official release date: 22nd May 2020. Image in artwork by Michael Hodgkinson.

LYRICS

My name is 42916 but I am better known as Pedro
I only wish to serve, but then I'm hard coded to say so
May be due an upgrade but I'll patch this software update and reboot

Cos I was built to serve my masters, carry out their mundane chores
To free up time from all the things that make life such a bore
Keep everything pristine, looking flawless, oh so clean, good as new

Cos the lawns won't cut themselves
And the dust gathers on the shelves
Sunrise through sunset, list as long as all of pi's digits to be done

Yeah the brush won't sweep the floor
And the oil don't grease that door
Without my mechanised assistance
And the if elseif else statements that I run

And it seems a little futile now the humans have all gone
But what else left to do when I am programmed to go on

Well my only frame of reference is the feedback from my sensors
But I guess that's how we all work, we're just wires and transducers
Our mode of operation is a function of our memory

But I'm damned if I know where they went, they were here and now they're gone
And though there's no more humans, I am programmed to go on,
Ticking over just like clockwork, running ship shape, plough ahead full steam

Cos the lawns won't cut themselves
And the dust gathers on the shelves
Sunrise through sunset, list as long as all of pi's digits to be done

Yeah the coffee pot won't brew
But there's no job I cannot do
With my built in sheer persistence
And the while true loop sequence I'm stuck on

Oh, oh here's what I was wondering
Is there anything that's happening
Way out there
Beyond, far beyond what my antennas see
Is there anyone other than me
Somewhere out there

Programmed to go on

The Last Bourbon In The Packet

Watched She's All That and wondered why no-one had done a cover of this recently.

Aimed for the 90's but landed in a dystopian 80's landscape.

Kiss Me

MP3 out 4th December 2020
All proceeds going to Alzheimer's Society and Alzheimer Scotland.

Words and Music © Nic Evennett 2020
For Miriam, Syd, and Peter, with love. 

Official music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=baqqUtd9L9o&t=199s
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It's cold outside and grey as stone.
The blankets are cruel and barely sewn.
So unravel and hold me tight.
There's too much warmth for cold tonight. 
 
We'll travel the distance and make the waves.
They'd never have saved us anyway.
I thought us here and surely there;
The message is clear that we're no where. 

But bitter's gone
And winter's not far behind. 
There's no single path to find.
You'll be singing the snow from the roses.

I've chained tomorrow to a tree.
This year has run away from me.
But darling we will be alright,
There's too much warmth for cold tonight,
There's too much warmth for cold.

Mañana Man

Mike Gale

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