The annual birthday song of Tom Powell! Enjoy!

Drums recorded at pirate rehearsal studio 4 in Dalston

Artwork by the infinitely talented Jaedan Calladine:
 (https://instagram.com/doup_loa_plus?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=)

Lyrics:

///V1
You shove me forward trip towards the track 
Magnetic tape couldn't record the racket
Drink asahi drifting on the swings
I remember everything

You sat in stillness taking in the sound
I was a record skipping all around
Like we learned burning slowly in the sunbeams in TC
Vous etes mon ami

Vous etes mon ami

///V2
We sat on sand that's moving all around
Two hundred miles from where we ran aground
Plugged in my headphones and the portasound
You circled oh so patiently

You sat in beanjuice but you scrubbed it out
Sat in the sink in old Mclaren House
Laughing with you comes easily like
You know my true name
Vous etes mon ami

///BRIDGE

Gyambyong n' Ghilligar
Knights of Old
I hope I know
You when I'm old


Spookem 25

Lyrics:
If you want to, to be everything then
some. You should go to the fair. 
It's upstairs in the sun
Are you waiting for the one who could carry you there?

Where the grey moves
falls from every hole and nook
On the hook, you're a number in a finely printed pamphlet
I would say, you better get away, but who will show you the way?

Absolute Bollocks

Lyrics:
Okay well fine
if you feel I'm not worth the time
I'll snap back at you lie a branch held in vines
Twisting in rain for the millionth time

A torrent of water to wash through your brain
it feels like I'm drowning and spitting your name

In that tone of voice that is cold as a star
That's spun out and aged from flaming too far
You'll know when it's over, I'm sorry I snapped

Okay well fine
And I honestly mean I'm fine
I'm simply too tired to keep laying down
The steel of the tracks we're derailing and now. 
A scarecrow who's insides are tumbling out
I'm shaking and crying. Are we falling out??

It's like we're near Trappist surrounded by life
The rays of creation can bring so much strife
The things that I like about you have two sides
In that radiation our chemistry grew
I'm sure it can take a mutation or two
From flames that we spit every once in a while

Oooooh this circus act that we crew
To make a point can be cruel
Friends leave their emotions in hues black and blue
We'e fragile beings it's true
But the blows dealt can't melt glue
Like that between me and you...
I hope

Hey Trappist

Lyrics:

The heavy air's full of chemicals that fizz through coloured hair and the tendency to keep the distance clear of anybody.

I'm kept holding back while you're running golden, letting rip the tracks like they're firecrackers. I hope you don't crack when you're second guessing.

I'm used to life as a half of happy, it's my device to keep you laughing. Devices crash and they need restarting.

What someone said, it begins to spiral round and round my head. An event horizon for the things I've read. It's like poetry the way they stick around, when you're feeling down.

That's fine by me and it's okay to not feel good in the morning.
Advice is free but it doesn't always help and naturally we all sometimes feel like hell.

Better In The Morning

I stick to you like ice
a pain to remove
to make you think twice

I'll tie you down like a bow
a ribbon feels useless
when it's on it's own

I stick to you like ice
ooh
a pain to remove
to make you think twice
ooh
I'll tie you down like a bow
ooh
a ribbon feels useless
when it's on it's own

Why be a flea when you can tick all the boxes like me?
Why be anything...
other than this...
other than this...
other than me?

Ice-Flea Intermission

Lyrics:
It doesn't seem so bad now
You're only getting closer
A couple hundred miles
Doesn't seem much further

A micro game of catch-up every even numbered hour 
I hope that is enough for you
And even though we'll meet up like the summer meets a flower
I hope that is enough for you

OOOoh, oh I'm not so doubtless
I'm not so blind
It's worth the challenge
Leaving you behind
OOOoh, oh

Forty stories over and I'm staring at the sky
A couple hundred miles go by
For several thousand smiles and a bunch of reasons why
make me feel I'm doing alright
Will video and pictures be like living with a ghost?
Suffering the silence away
Cause' who would want that for you when it's you that matters most?
I'll think about you every day

OOOoh, oh I'm not so doubtless
I'm not so blind
I know I'm really not
Leaving you behind
OOOoh, oh

The Time

Lyrics:
Only three ways into the flat 
One takes time but you're gentle now 
The next is cold but it gets you through 
The third means walking in on you while...

You're hiding them under the bed 
letters and notes got us in the red 
Whatever can help us get by 
they're dragging away kicking at the sky 
I wish I was someone who could tell everyone here that we're misunderstood 
I wish I was someone who'd reach out to everyone, comfort anyone that I could... when there's new transport blues

Take a second, it’ll be okay 
Stay in work, for the rainy day 
Work gets hard when you're older now 
But the floor tears out from under you 
til...

You're barely getting out of bed 
Grinding away, til’ you feel dead 
At least you've got us to get by 
I can't help but feel like a drag sometimes 
I wish I was someone who’d never worry or cause any worry to my friends 
I’d love to just float on easy, rise with the tide until the bulk of it ends, all the letters they send.

New Transport Blues

Lyrics:
Question what he says and sift through the keepsakes in heat, say more? 
Shuffle across the floor

Question what he says and sift through the keepsakes in heat, say more? 
Shuffle across the floor

Do you really wanna talk about that? Are we really gonna bring it all back up? I would rather throw myself off a bridge but if you want to, OK

Do you really wanna talk about that? Are we really gonna bring it all back up? I would rather throw myself off a bridge but if you want to that's A-OK

Flash goes the bomb as the day comes undone and you dance away, find a shiny place

I'd want to die if the stakes had been high but we're okay... mostly every day.

Credits:
George Davies - various instruments, vocals, writing, production and mixing
James Gabb - drums
Joe Futak - studio engineer

For Break-Taker

I was stuck in my friend's room with his music stuff and a mic for a few hours so I made a song about him, his accommodation and a few other things. It's still a bit rough, but I hope you enjoy!

Lyrics:
Would a couple pinholes really make a lot difference
It's the change that you face when you go from here to there
You'd think there'd be a lot of ways to make a space your own
On your own

Take a couple torches to the fingermen downstairs
Though they don't make the rules, they're who's sitting in the chair
I've a feeling this isn't the last ceiling to come crashing down
While your stay

It's funny how your whole life is a walk from the front gate
What a change that must be, I imagine it feels great
I know I enjoy having my best friend much closer now
Here we are
Here we are

Maybe everything will be a nightmare when we're round the sun again
I would wager many pennies on us though
I think we'll find a good place to in habit we can really make our own
Or we'll end up begging to move in with Joe

Mclaren Man

Lyrics:
There is something in the way you look at him
Makes me want a dark curtain
Now we're on the ropes of thick and thin
And the window's barely open
The Show is on the fat lady begins
With her half-pipe dreaming
Audience feels envy in their skin

You'd think you'd come open now
When the boy's on the shelf
You've been waiting for the answers in anyone else
The evening's been a killer - left a scar on that guy
The O.T.T O-Thinker's gonna die

The afternoon has swept my legs away
Like logs from a beaver
Damn it once again, I've made a friend
And I'm busy building blunders
The dusted rust is duty bound to stay
Makes my joints creak when I sway
Say what you will, it's all okay.

You'd think you'd come open now
When the boy's on the bench
You've been waiting round for answers in anyone else
The evening's are the filler of a pie in the sky
The O.T.T O-Thinker's gonna try

You'd think you'd come open now
When the boy's on the shelf
You've been waiting for the answers in anyone else
This evening's been a killer - left a scar on that guy
The O.T.T O-Thinker's gonna die

Credits:
George Davies - various instruments, vocals, writing, production and mixing

Hopefully, this is a single to proceed something larger!

O'Thinker

A song about the Voyager 2 space craft. Hope you enjoy it!

Also - this is the first track for which I've played real drums all by myself... As such, they're damned simple.
Lyrics:
It's like the first few inches of rug beneath your feet
When you dial up muscle movement, swing in to day from sleep

I can't believe, less than a tonne could have such weight. To keep on beaming, streaming, expanding the debate.
X2
We step up to the plate

It's like the first few kisses of love upon your cheek
When we dial up oxidiser, and fire up the fleet
There'll be a novel writer to carry the affair
Will there be papers backs in the world above the air?

I can't believe, less than a tonne could have such weight. To keep us dreaming, screaming, at those who want to wait. 
I can't believe, the starry journey you have chased, to take us burning turning, into a wider space. 
We step up to the plate

Credits:
George Davies - various instruments, vocals, writing, production and mixing

Voyager 2

Heads Will Roll 1

The Fight's Alive is a collection of mostly new songs - and a dedication to continuing forward with friends and family. I really hope you enjoy them.
///////
Lyrics:
There are sailors all around you
Cursing thunderous and getting it on you
Reckon they've some wicked thoughts
Think I'll get away

Think a lover's coming round soon
Have you settled on rusted brown or blue?
Little notion of getting it wrong
Think I'll get away
Think I'll get away

There's a desert all around you
Vultures circling - you're peeling apart
You can't die, you've come too far
You're a ring around the star
Every piece of what is you
Safe up there will see you through
Think I'll get away

Think I'll Get Away

The Fight's Alive is a collection of mostly new songs - and a dedication to continuing forward with friends and family. I really hope you enjoy them.

//// This song is dedicated to Ellen ////

Lyrics:
She shifted and needed us in between
He drifted and needed us close, it seems
I'm sorry I wasn't older at the time
We weren't eye to eye
I wouldn't spin the wheel a second time

She's open but colours a slanted gap
He's gifted but drags his feet, waves his flag
I'd rather they stayed located as they are
The journey not so great
I hope where ever I am is where you are

Oh you're abundant - all of you
Hope I'm an elevator too
I'll hang here always for you

Ultramarine

The Fight's Alive is a collection of mostly new songs - and a dedication to continuing forward with friends and family. I really hope you enjoy them.
///////
Lyrics:
Over down at my dad's
The cat's around
She's laying in the grass
Before the sound
Rushing the pink
Of sight's insides
Heading over the bridge
The Fight's Alive

You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know

Heading over the top
And up the downs
There's a forest of books
And chirping sounds
Rushing over the pink
Of Sight's insides
Moving over the ridge
The Fight's Alive

You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know

You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know
You don't know, don't know

The Fight's Alive (You Don't Know)

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