Man, I can really relate to this, and I can't even say how. It has such a welcome, nostalgic feel for me. And Paddy... Good Christmas to you!

I seem to coming across a lot of great British sounding pop lately, and this is another nice little gem of that particular ilk. Quite enjoying taking a stroll through your songs today

I have worked on songs in the past with this theme before but never have I made the song have so many elements. This song was quite an undertaking and I am glad at how it came out. I wanted it to have a lot of dynamics but feel unpolished in some areas because the setting is the end of life as we know it. Why should it sound beautiful and uplifting with that subject matter?

The Last Day On Earth

Biscuit

Shout out to the Goodwill in Yelm, WA for having such awful CDs, and Splitter.ai for being amazing!
Without you, this never would have been possible! 
Now get in my  temple!

Welcoming you to The Holy Temple of Dumpster Fires

Tephomab has been dabbling in the singing of the throat.
Though he's not very good at it, he does notice many techniques are similar to vomiting.
Recorded three clips, layered, then added some reverb.
Free download to use as you like. CC licence, Attribution is appreciated but not required.

An attempt at throat singing

Hunting Horn!

piss shivers - 2020

Lonesome D String Band and I decided to do a cover song of The Magnetic Fields (@themagneticfields) after Dan and his daughter recently covered a different song of theirs. This was such a blast and I'm so impressed how it all came together. Keep your eye out for Josie, she's got a bright future in music!

Josie Greenwood - Lead Vocals, Vocal Harmonies, Trombones
Dan Greenwood (@lonesomedstringband) - Vocal Harmonies, Kalimba, Harmonica, Mandolin, Whistle, Melodicas, Hand Percussion, Bells, Chimes, Trumpets
Jason Steen (@dyslexic-soul) - Baritone Vocals, Rhythm guitar, Lead Guitar, Bass Guitar, Keyboard, Drum Loops, Mix & Master

Original Version by The Magnetic Fields (www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkjXr9SrzQE)

Book of Love

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures
And instructions for dancing

But I, I love it when you read to me
And you, you can read me anything

The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb

But I, I love it when you sing to me
And you, you can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know

But I, I love it when you give me things
And you, you ought to give me wedding rings
I, I love it when you give me things
And you, you ought to give me wedding rings

Book Of Love - with Lonesome D String Band featuring Josie Greenwood

I'm excited to introduce my collaboration with the incredible musician @dariusz-jackowski-1. This track has been on ice for over two years and forgotten since then. Now it's finally time for it to see the light of day. What strikes me immediately is how good the production is. You've done an fantastic job. Kudos to you, brother!

Prepare thoroughly
Visit the sacred places
Wait
Observe
Feel

X faktor (feat. Dariusz Jackowski)

First started in 2015
Remixed Dec 2020
This is the Track Galpin and Abalero began to find the Grooveclowd sound

Grooveclowd  Rok The Road

The kids wanna go out Wednesday
Do or die to have some fun
Bringing home the party atmosphere
And giving it to everyone

Granny knows the times are hard now
Coz the the clocks don't make no sense
Gonna sleep through the afternoon
And escape the the present tense

Sleep through the morning people
Sleep through the afternoon
And dream all day

Mary's Man Friday's missing
But he longs to be where he belongs
Leaves his tools on an unmade bed
It's a wrench when he's gone

Drive home through an empty city
Even the ghosts have left this town
Hurry on home for teatime
And leave the circus to the clowns

Sleep Through The Morning

https://youtu.be/eeawRI6DnkA

the final countdown
we haven't left the ground
an eerie silent sound
forces pounding down
heartbeat zero hour
10....9....8
the final countdown
rocket engines light
shake with violent might
accelerating might
we shoot into the sky
5...4...3
the weight has lifted
what a way to go
looks so beautiful
spinning to and fro
all systems are unknown

final countdown

'Wry Genius' -Mojo Magazine

Congratulations, you have stumbled across The Sturmey Archers time capsule that has lain buried beneath the Soundcloud sunken garden since the beginning of the 21st century. No doubt you are reading this from a future where music has become just that stuff in the background of funny video clips of dogs and babies. But historians amongst you will probably of heard of a time when music actually meant something to people. 

In the second decade of the 21st century a law was passed that decreed that all lyrics to songs should be about 'this night being the one' and stuff about 'putting your hands in the air'. These were strange times when songs about unique thoughts that sprung into individual's minds were considered retro, but musicians that copied German bands from thirty years previously were thought to still be original.

It was in the context of these times that small groups of renegade songwriters decided to carry on with the virtues of rock and pop's golden age and actually write songs about things, thoughts, feelings and other stuff. These were sometimes profound and and sometimes silly, but the words meant something, the music was playful and adventurous, and the tunes could be whistled by milkmen if they ever got the chance to hear them. They were on a mission to be at the very least, mildly entertaining.

Eminent musicologists of the time scoured the planet to find examples of this music that wasn't rubbish so they could bury it for future generations to enjoy. You now, the lucky archaeologist and future pop picker, have in your grasp the key to a world of wry world play, mad thoughts and old fashioned chord progressions. N.B. If Apes have taken over the planet, sorry for all the trouble we've caused.

Sleep Through The Morning

The Sturmey Archers

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