Wednesday, Exodus

Round Midnight - Lyrics 

Round midnight when the engine’s on
Lose my head from the rolling throng
Get my house out of the fire
Get my car out of the wreckage pile
Straight out of lullaby land 
Straight out of Birdland
Like waking up in the morning without my head in my hands

And I’m getting on
Well it’s been pretty long
And I woke up around midnight to see Charlie Parker fly in a saxophone
Well there's gold on the road

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Charles Mingus
That’s so like Philly Joe Jones
Miles she likes your Miles Davis shit
Miles Davis shit 
Miles Davis shit 

Gone midnight and I'm just moving on 
With a couple of fellas with sticks and songs
Got my head into a St. Louis fire
Haven’t seen daylight for a couple of nights
Straight out of lullaby land
Straight out of Thelonious land
Like waking up without feeling like my head’s been up my ass

And I’m getting on
Well it’s been pretty long
And if I’m not home before midnight I'll be playing here with this whiskey and these songs
From somewhere out of the earth

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Second cousin of the Dizzy man
And the nephew of the devil
A girl sent to me by the devil

I'm getting it on and I can’t do me wrong
Got jazz inside my vein now and the blues even comes out of my asshole
It's the door to my soul

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Strange Part of the Country

Round Midnight

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A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring through a Rock - Lyrics

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
A mild case of death in the park
Meant I was looking for someone

And the old guys keeping us straight with their stories
The death of a bricklayer in Dublin
And claims that there once were leprechauns 

And I was living with the night
Sleeping with the eyes
All night kept breathing

After two years of digging up my roots in back rooms
I found out there was only one truth 
That roots were meant to be buried

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
The water will never fall back 
So I stopped looking for anyone

And I was living with the night
Sleeping with the eyes
All night kept breathing

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
The water will never fall back 
So I stopped looking for anyone

A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring through a Rock

I’ve been in hell far too long now
I hope i’m not too far gone now

 I had a dream last night babe, I saw you in the wood
You threatened me with your dagger, your dreams, endless memories haunt me

Overhead trees humming softly
I feel as though I’m being watched closely

I’m not sure what they all want from me
It’s hard to get by when you’re all of me

Every candle burns out eventually
And that’s just the way things are, sadly

In The Wood

I won’t be here to hold you babe, all your life
So cherish me my love, as i cherish you

I won’t jeopardize what we’ve grown
There’s a flower beneath the brush of your mind

  I hope i’m not here to bore you
Cuz I’m only tryna get to know you
So let’s get familiar babe

I won’t sacrifice the time we share
For a silent, chilly wind is on it’s way here

I won’t satisfy your lust for pain
It’s a sticky situation we find ourselves in

The Flower Beneath The Brush Of Your Mind

Written by Taylor Kirk

With Mariah Shannon on Guitar

I Am Coming To Paris

Your Trouble Comes Knocking

And Thou Shall Stand Upon A Rock

Wind rolls off the bow
Clear water, all around
High up on the north shore,
I think i found it there
I’m certain, the cause of it i’ll find
So i begin to explore

Lily, sweet lover girl of mine
What’s running through your mind?
Won’t you come sit up on the dock
Watch the rolling tide
Come, Smother thee in love
A love that’s hard to find

B- I think it’s plain to see
How i hold you near, and dear to my heart
C- So baby why don’t we start loving one another
Start it real clean
Share this night together
And end it in between

I think i saw a sign
In a dream last night
A dove, glimmering pale white
It flew just out sight
I don’t know what to make
Of the thoughts within my mind
I just seem to lose
Most all the time

A Dove, Glimmering Pale White Rough Take

Uncertain Times

Hobo Blues

To the beach

questions

Questions

Some things just make sense and we’re pleased present the first collaboration of 2 of our favourite artists : RED AXES & C.A.R. 
This release has been a long time coming. Tracks were first exchanged back in 2014 and it’s been an organic, intuitive process. Like-minded musically & likeminded lyrically - Red Axes & C.A.R. seem to work the same way. Recordings happen fast. One or two takes. It’s punk and it’s effortless. 
1960’s, psychedelic 2040 arrived on queue. A sweaty, London-summer evening, after spending the day writing alone out Hackney Marshes, Chloé demo’d the vox. - languid, nostalgic, at arm’s reach from the city - the track depicted the moment perfectly. A paper thin Victorian wall separating her from the chatting neighbours, she shut her eyes and got as close to the mic as possible. 
A few weeks Red Axes & C.A.R. were together in Tel Aviv. Ten times sweatier than London. To say the studio was dripping hot is an understatement. There was a party heaving in the square below, a van parked in the middle, broadcasting out on the radio waves. Dori was determined to use the intimate London vocals for 2040 and so they cracked on with Incognito, a club track that isn't one but works in its own way: rockabilly reverbs, an almost hip-house delivery, the strange alchemy of 808 fumes. Already inebriated from the city, Chloé had written her words off-cuff in the hotel room, just hours before.
Fastforward a year. Summer 2015. Niv had sent Space Cream a few months earlier - an electronic 4/4 ballad which already featured looped samples of some of the stuff they’d recorded in Israel. Heady and sticky, Chloé had to wait for longer days before she could get anything down.
Finally XMan, descends further down into psychedelia… Perfect for the London winter closing in. Heads filled with Cookie Mueller & memories of losing oneself in dark, basement parties - the words rolled off the tongue. 
Last autumn Red Axes invited C.A.R. down to London’s Pickle Factory to perform Incognito live. During soundcheck she penned some words for a new track they were debuting, which they also ended up doing. It’s an experience synonymous for this collaboration. What comes easy, makes sense.

02 - Xman - Red Axes / C.A.R.

‘2 Times Nothing – Uksumatu EP’ drops on Perron Zes Music, January 15.

A Dove, Glimmering Pale White Rough Take

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