When I woke up this morning and heard a singing comet I couldn't resist singing something back. This rough and ready little ode to the spirit of adventure and solar-powered batteries is the result. Think of it as a duet between Mr Fogg and Comet 67P.

Don't Let The Light Go Out

Earlier this year Micachu scored Jonathan Glazer's movie Under The Skin starring Scarlett Johansson. Seven years before that - and two years before her debut album came out - she made this furious and impatient remix of the original 7-inch version of Seciov that has never been heard until now.

Re-discovered in a pile of old hard drives earlier this month and uploaded as a document of what we were both thinking and doing at the time - Mica restlessly experimenting with sounds and rhythms and me recording songs in my bedroom with a £30 microphone.

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Seciov (Micachu 2007 Remix)

Lyrics:

We are brilliant
We are lucky
And we don't need your help
The best food
The best genes
We look after ourselves

And you know
If we got here
Then so could anyone else
Before point at me
Take a look at yourself

We don't crawl out of the swamp
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get get get oh no
We don't crawl out of the swamp
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get get get oh

Look yourself in the eye
You'll see you could be like me
My brains
My luck
My dollars is all you need

We don't crawl out of the swamp
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get get get oh no
We don't crawl out of the swamp
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get what we want
Unless we get get get oh

We Don't Crawl Out Of The Swamp (Unless We Get What We Want)

Where I live, deep in the countryside, the roads are empty of cars. There are no planes in the sky. It is perfectly silent. 

I spend all day at home with my children, and when I leave the house once a day I see nobody else on the footpath. 

We are sealed off from the rest of the world with the sunshine and the apple blossom. 

On the surface, we are living in paradise. But we are only here because we are in the midst of a global crisis that is killing thousands of people every day. Holding those two ideas in your head at the same time is exhausting and disorienting. And this song is the best way I know to express that.

Lyrics:

We are forced to live
In Paradise
The four of us
Don't go outside
We play games and build and climb
And the sun shines

When your car's not racing
There's less blur at this pace, and
How clear I see your faces

I am the threat that you see through
I am the heat
you don't feel
Till I'm under you

We are forced to live
In Paradise
The four of us
Meanwhile outside
They put their face against the fire
Day after night

If you hear me complaining
About cancelled trips on planes, then
Show me where I'm failing

I am the threat that you see through
I am the heat 
You don't feel
Till I'm under you

5 June 2020

In Paradise

Oxford-based musician and founder of Kicking Ink Recordings. 

"Genius" - NME / "Stunning" - Dazed & Confused / "Wonderful" - Zane Lowe, BBC Radio 1

office@kickinginkrecordings.co.uk

We Don't Crawl Out Of The Swamp (Unless We Get What We Want)

Mr Fogg

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