Wow, goosebumps. Not caught up with your stuff for far too long now Mike, which is exactly why I came here at 1.30am, needing my fix of it again. Got what I wanted/expected, amazing :)

Blue Skies

Stars

Consequences

the record

Cool About It

deja vu (clean) by Olivia Rodrigo muffled and slowed

edited by me

deja vu - Olivia Rodrigo - muffled + slowed

Walk-In Fridge.mp3

This is the second to last track of Fluff's third album 'Down the Rabbit Hole'. https://open.spotify.com/album/4Iq21rBQvgXesED9Hv8GEc

We distract ourselves with meaningless noise, money and a selfish desire for 'me'. We don't realise how the skeletons in our closets, the hate and separation we breed and nurture, slowly erodes togetherness, fairness and community, while at the same time builds up to a big explosion, which probably none of us will get out of alive.

Down the Rabbit Hole

Rusty Emergency

13 Rusty Emergency

art and songwriting by diane cluck
i needed something to post so ui get this old thigng

easy to be around - cover (old)

Sans Serif (LIVE)

Eyes are dry 
Washing my face 
There is no need to cry 
There’s always space 

Between the stars and my bed 
Where a mad woman's dreams are made 
All hopes are held 
And destiny 
Is calling me 

Like you 
Help me out 
I’m calling you 
But no sound comes out 
Cause in space 
No one can hear you scream 

Cosmic winds 
a sparkling abyss 
Drifting in deepest space 
Wrapped in airless embrace 
And when I open my eyes 
Nothing but darkness outside 
A dreamless sleep 
Or wide awake but far far far far gone 

I would die	
For just a taste 
I’m calling you 
But in space no one can hear your screams 

Worlds apart but 
Nothing is new 
As old as man but seen by 
But a few 
Sure as dawn and you'll know 
When it's gone 
The edges are sharp 
But sometimes you'll find that silver shines through 

I’m alive 
I would die 
I’m alive 
I would die 

I would die 
Help me out 

I’m calling you 

I’m alive 
I would die 
I’m alive 
I would die 

Help me out 
I’m calling you 
But no sound comes out 
Cause in space no one can hear

Black Cats and Criminals

BSO-208

05 BSO - 208

Summer boots 
When they shine 
We laughed 
We cried 
Under open skies 

Naked skin on the asphalt 
We run 
The joy 
We were so young 

Sometimes we don’t understand 
What it was 
Or what it meant 
I’m sure that I was here before 
Different place 
Same yellow door 

Summer boots 
How they shine 
We laughed 
We cried 
Arms open wide 
Light sparkles through the leaves 
Sweet promises 
We believed 

We’re only fifteen 

Sometimes we don’t understand 
What it was 
Or what it meant 
I’m sure that I was here before 
Different times 
Same yellow door 

Sometimes we don’t understand 
What it was 
Or what it meant 
I’m sure that I was here before 
Different place 
Same yellow door 

Summer boots 
When they shine 
We laughed 
We cried 
Under open skies 

Naked skin on the asphalt 
We run 
The joy 
We were so young


Nostalgia

02 Nostalgia

Hair Dryer For Sleeping - للنوم : صوت مجفف الشعر

(odds and ends account)

hello! I live in a North Wales village. I grew up in these hills. I make odd indie music in my garage here. I've done it for years. I've started and ended lots of projects. Been in bands. Started a family. This profile is various parts of that story and new things I'm working on. Throwing sh*t at the wall I guess. 
 
I am also in a band called Mechanical Owl and do a project called Sightseers and do other things. 

Leave a comment if you enjoy anything here, it's always cool to read.

We still believe in the future x

Sans Serif (LIVE)

m. j. payne

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