This song is our attempt to atone the loss of a beautiful instrument - Gabriel's violin. Swept away into the night by an illegal trafficker of the East End when Luke and Angie left it in the back of a taxi. Because Gabriel is the most wonderful friend and band mate one could wish for, he forgave us. Since plagued with eternal guilt, we wrote this song for him. 

We do not expect public forgiveness for what we did but if you've enjoyed the song and you want to help Gabe...it's just £1 to download and EVERY PENNY will go to his new violin fund. If you wish to contribute more then we will be ever more eternally grateful to you, dear human. 

Download it here: https://patchandthegiant.bandcamp.com/ 

...And here also is the video - a celebration of all things silly, For Gabriel: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mq7LNusalqs 

For Gabriel

Pictures From The Past

Tongue Tied
From the debut album 'Smoke Signals' released 2015.

Album Credits 
All songs written and performed by Chris Athorne
Recorded, mixed and produced by Tim Bidwell at The Clockwork Owl Studio, Brighton.
Mastered by Nick Lewis at Brighton Mastering 

Performances from..
Drums - Chris Boot
Bass - Ben Daniel
2nd Guitar - John Smith 
Keys - Chip Phillips
Chelo - Jocasta Whippy
Pedal Steel - Francois DeVille
This and That - Tim Bidwell

Vocal Performances..
Bo Lucas (Wind Fire Water Stone)
Cordelia Gartside (Something New)
Phoebe Freya (On My Mind) 

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OKTOBA - Tongue Tied

Ocean City.
Empty windows in the night, the tide running backward, footsteps fading on the shore. A voice carried by the wind, a shadow that lingers. Time stands still, and the gull cuts across the gray.

Ocean City.
Leere Fenster in der Nacht, die Flut läuft rückwärts, Schritte verwehen am Strand. Eine Stimme im Wind, ein Schatten, der bleibt. Die Zeit hält an, und eine Möwe durchschneidet das Grau.

Ocean City

If you see me down in Ocean City
Walking slow along the boardwalk lights
Tell her I was searching for her shadow
Tell her I still dream of her at night

If she’s standing by the rolling water
With the wind tangled softly in her hair
Say the tide still carries me toward her
Though I’ve wandered miles from anywhere

Ocean City…
The tide runs backward when the clocks stand still
And empty windows watch the night until
The first gull cuts across the gray
In Ocean City

If she’s resting by the old pavilion
Watching seagulls tracing through the sky
Tell her I still hold that same picture
Though the years have quietly passed me by

Ocean City…
The tide runs backward when the clocks stand still
And empty windows watch the night until
The first gull cuts across the gray
In Ocean City

And if someday the sand forgets her footsteps
And the waves no longer call her name
Tell her I still walk those empty shorelines
And my longing for her stays the same

Ocean City, don’t let go
Ocean City, let her know


Ocean City

Performed live in an abandoned school in Liverpool on a battered old piano - watch the live video: https://youtu.be/ly47auRKNXk

Piano and arrangement by Little Rivers 
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Recorded by Saam Jafarzadeh Khamneh

Lyrics: 
I can taste it,
If I look through you.
And on my mind,
And all my body,
We’re scrolling though.

I’ll pick you up, you don’t seem right.
I know it’s late,
And I’m still high!
Don’t give it breath,
Don’t give it life,
I’ll conjure up,
These flashing lights.
These flashing light.

I’ve been wasting,
All my time on you.
Can’t see for stars,
And you know the moons for fools.

See the wolves, wait here for now,
Keep binding heels,
Can’t you hear them howl!
Don’t give it breath,
See it take flight,
And watch it burn,
With firelight.
With firelight.

Because nothing, nothing could hurt me more.
Than those four things.
Than those four things,
Consuming you.
Consuming you.

And you know you find it hard, to come out of your shell,
Your shell.
And I know it makes it hard, to love you well,
Well…

And the truth is, that nothing could hurt me more,
Than those four things.
Than those four things,
Consuming you.
Consuming you.

Artwork by Dominic Veakins 

Huge thanks to all involved!

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Butterflies

This single was released on October 27, 2017
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August Green - Pictures

From the album 'Reverie' to be released February 23, 2018
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~ Lyrics: 

Tenor sounds from the bandstand as the warden wipes the winter off the wall. 
Children hand to their fathers, bits of Dandelions and Daisies from their finds. 
Oh what's your favourite time of day? Mine is evening. 
Sat on the Horniman Green with our shades, just believing. 

All is ours from what I see, the beating sun will brighten up our climb, we lay amongst the hills. 
I'll return when summer comes, but you'll be gone and I'll be left with Dandelions and Daisies on my mind. 

Slowly close up the garden, as the warden rings his bell for one last time. 
Holding hands, we walk past him, knowing we will be returning soon it's fine. 
Oh what's your favourite time of day? Mine is evening. 
Sat on the Horniman Green with our shades, just believing. 

All is ours from what I see, the beating sun will brighten up our climb, we lay amongst the hills. 
I'll return when summer comes, but you'll be gone and I'll be left with Dandelions and Daisies on my mind. 

All is ours from what I see, the beating sun will brighten up our climb, we lay amongst the hills. 
I'll return when summer comes, but you'll be gone and I'll be left with Dandelions and Daisies on my mind.

Reverie

Dandelions and Daisies

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Stables - Dandelions and Daisies

Lyrics:
Was is something that I said?
And did I give myself away?
For a moment I got tired of pretending that I'm fine

And I think it all the time
But I don't mean to be a drag
I'm so sorry that I brought it up again, I'll keep it down

And she said
All this time
All this time
All this time I could not see
All this time
All my life
All this time I could not see
You were doing this to me

3 A.M and wide awake
And all the promises I break
Simple songs for simple hearts is all I have to make things right

And she said
All this time
All this time
All this time I could not see
All this time
All my life
All this time I could not breathe
Were you doing it for me?

But if I could sleep just sleep
just one more day

All this time
All my life

All This Time

Nunca escribo en español, pero nunca me siento así tampoco. 
Una canción rápida que hice a las 2:00AM queriendo sacármelo del pecho.

Sin título, para ti.

A reimagining of a song originally written by Ben Gibbard (Death Cab For Cutie) and performed by The Monkees on their final album Good Times. I stumbled across the song a couple of years back and listened to it over and over and over. There's something incredibly special about it, this beautiful ode to a love beyond measure.

Sincerest thanks to friends and talented musicians Austin Basham and Jack In Water on backing vocals, la.nskey on viola, and Nashville's Philippe Bronchtein (Hip Hatchet) on lap steel.

We hope you like it.