A tree stump.
A mystical encounter.
The Son of Man.
A decade of reflection.
A deconstruction.
A reconstruction.

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Recorded and mixed by the heroic Shawn Wheatley at the impeccable Studio 340, Cheltenham.

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Disentangling ourselves
From the one way system that encircles our home.
The distant wrangling of shelves
Forgotten by the feeling of being alone.

We stumbled over all these landmarks...
Like we'd never seen them before.

Ten times, ten times I tried.
And I never saw it any clearer.
I couldn't see it clearer if I tried.
I never thought I'd see it again, but I swear I did.

Albert told me I must be imagining things.
Albert told me to test my hypothesis.
Again and again and again.

Really? With the clichéd light? And The Son of Man? Really?

Ten times.
Ten times I tried.
Ten times I tried.
"But I never saw it myself?"
I was dreaming, I must have been dreaming!
But I swear, I was fully conscious.

It was like every time I went to sleep,
People voted for something else.

Ten times I tried. 
And I can't explain it, I can only experience it.
I can't explain it, I can only experience it.

Because all I know.
All I know.
All I know!
All I know is that I saw it!

I hear myself dreaming,
I see your clear voice,
I'm running to the heart of you,
Break through all this noise.

I hear myself dreaming,
I see your clear voice,
I'm running to the heart of you,
Break through all this noise.

Demo One

Forget The Clichés, It's The Son Of Man! [Demo]

A train journey.
A good intention.
A scriptural story.
A short attention span.
A bird of prey.
A motorway.

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Recorded and mixed by the heroic Shawn Wheatley at the impeccable Studio 340, Cheltenham.

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And were those fields in ancient times
Submerged beneath new waves?
By an expanse so large, you could feel the tide
And how the Sun and Moon would behave?

Oh, to stand on their shoulders as they survey
The actions of men and machine in this age.

Oh! My God! I am running to you.
Oh! My God! I am running towards you!

But the birds of prey
Circling over the motorway
Looking to pick a fight.
"What use are they?"
I hear the ground say
"At the end of the night?"

*weird jazz interlude*

These electricity pylons
Stand like giants over the landscape.
Defending their homes,
Defending this place.

Oh, to stand on their shoulders as they survey
The actions of men and machine in this age.

But the birds of prey
Circling over the motorway
Looking to pick a fight.
"What use are they?"
I hear the ground say
"At the end of the night?"

*loud noises*

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Distractions At Junction 12 [Demo]

Mountain Passes - the soundtrack to a quarter-life crisis.

The sound of four Cheltenham based friends, who met each other at church; Alex Workman (bass), Gareth Harper (guitar & vocals), Kieran Brannigan (guitar) and Simon Jones (drums & percussion).

Together, they make post-rock inflected indie, with healthy doses of metal and other stuff thrown in for good measure.

Their first demos were recorded and mixed by Shawn Wheatley at Studio 340 in Cheltenham, and were released in May 2017. They're free to download now on Soundcloud:

* ’Distractions At Junction 12’ (what happens when your short attention span distracts you from a worthy creative endeavour, but leads you accidentally to a much more fun creative endeavour).
* ’Forget The Clichés, It’s The Son Of Man!’ (an honest, cynical, 28-year-old Harper’s reflection on a life transforming encounter with Jesus Christ - 11 years earlier).

Mountain Passes hope that they create songs which speak of the mess and beauty of life.
And they’d love for you to have a listen and make up your own mind, about whether or not that’s true.

Mountain Passes

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