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This piece, number 24, started off inspired by Black Heart Procession, but then traveled through Gravenhurst and latter day Nick Cave. Once again, it's a bit dark.
Becca Allen joined in on backing vocals and autoharp.

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That's the Message

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THE NATCHEZ RAIN

SONGS ABOUT LIFE MID CRISIS - RF050

This set of skew-whiff observations, bizarre characters, dreams and mutant 'bitter-sweet' diary entries, is a vinyl only release and limited to 200 copies it will be released through the Perfect Pop Co-Op on April 15th 2017. 

"Seemingly early Television Personalities seeded encounter and the hypnotic I Can Sense Their Watching Eyes. This too has a flavour of Dirk Wears White Sox to it but with funky beats and another irresistible post punk guitar jangle in its off kilter dub teased shuffle, the track blossoming into another unique proposition within My Songs About Life Mid Crisis." Pete RingMaster 07/11/2016

I Can Sense Their Watching Eyes

Sweet Shuga

Paradise Rhapsody

PARADISE [prod. Mad Money]

MOST DOUBT 

Don’t go in, don’t go out, don’t breathe in
Just lay down, let the tears fall down
Watch the water, through the walls, I hear screaming
At least someone’s getting some
Never gonna let heaven and hell surround me
Did you say?
Is your Daddy home?
Nooo, I didn’t even mean it that way!
You’re beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Most doubt is honesty
Ardently tracing her name in the doorway
Over memories you once had
Memories or wishes gone by?
Hospital beds and worn out nurses
Blood moon lysis, feed your name
You’re so cold, I’m so weak

Skipping stones, skipping stones on midnight waters
Reflecting clouds rippling back to her hometown
South African girl, came here, six years old, lil’ pixie
There lies a child, braces, closer, come closer
She said, “Why the need for endings?
Why the need to explain?
Why do these half clever boys that rhyme surround me?
When all the minerals of man are so plain?”
A thousand spiral staircases all leading to a place we’ve always known
So when this illusion subsides us
When my interpretation is null
Do you fight for the dreams that you came for
To wake up and see them again? 
Will you find me again?
Will you find me again?
What are the things that can’t happen again?
When you had nothing to believe in?
When I tried to understand you
What were you feeling?
What were you feeling?
What were you feeling?
What were you feeling?
Understand me, why does he not understand me
I didn’t understand you
Why does he not understand me
I couldn’t, couldn’t understand you
Why does he not understand me
I tried, I tried to understand you
Understand me, understand you, what of yours now

What of yours, now?
What of yours?
What of yours, now?
What of yours?
What of yours, now?
What of yours?
What of yours, now?
What of yours?
What of yours, now?
What of yours?

Are our words just gestures like the gentle tide?
Gracing lands, so idle, of an untold design?
I’m not angry, I’m not angry that you let it in
Oh, it must have been something else that sent you away
From the litany of the waves below
Of love as only sundry prose
Not this poison in the blood

Got a minute? Don’t doubt it
Pray to God they’re no fighters
A hothead, lighted, divided, we’re dying
Girls like men with shoulders, mighty
Can’t get a cab that you ain’t booked, sir!
Tell him wanna see him the next show
1 am and it’s early
They ain’t out till 3.30
Mexican bars with teenage stars
Stretch my age from thirty all the way down to girthy 
Garcia, Garcia!
I think you best get yourself another boy

Most Doubt

MOST DOUBT

threshold of faith - Lost in the Drifts of the Universe

◆ Bandcamp:  thresholdfaith.bandcamp.com/album/black-halo
◆ Spotify:  open.spotify.com/album/7usiFrVqkQTJ9pWDYiBZfX?si=AgiXvM7GSKa5ya163CpYdg
◆ iTunes:   music.apple.com/ru/album/black-halo/1464114587?ls

Musical project from St. Petersburg, Russia that creates experimental rock music, intricatel mixing the genres of guitar music and electronic music in the most unexpected combinations

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Black Halo

Lost in the Drifts of the Universe

Music: Lukowig
Lyrics and vocals: Stina Crow and Lukowig
Stina Crow's page: https://soundcloud.com/user-599928229/tracks

Le battement de tes paupières
nos têtes basculant en arrière
ta chevelure dans la lumière...
Comme si c'était hier...

Volutes de nos souffles dans l'air
et dans nos yeux mille éclairs
foudroyés l'un et l'autre à terre...
Je le revis comme si c'était hier...

Jag lever nu
som i går
Jag ser din blick i dina ögon
Jag vet inte vad du inte förstår, jag har ju inget
mer att säga

Varför då?
Varför nu?

Jag vet ju ingenting om dej
Jag ser dina ögon
minns din röst
Jag vill ju bara leva nu

Coup de tonnerre : ton cœur amer
notre amour s'engouffrant dans la mer...
Fatale issue meurtrière :
faut-il inhumer hier ?

Glöm allt nu 
det är försent
Jag vill ju inte gå tillbaks
Vi lever nu 
Låt oss drömma
Låt oss flyga våran väg

Comme si c'était hier [ feat. Stina Crow ]

A track inspired by the image...
Poor lonely little potato! 
Joé Johnston- Bass guitar, keyboards, vocoder, sample mixing and button pressing.
Copyright 2019

Lonely Little Potato

Consume

Nyertun - Her Smile

https://ditto.fm/broken-hummingbird-repair-garage_ab0bdd57b1

Broken Hummingbird Repair Garage

Renaissance Three Two Zero

Renaissance 320

To Download and Buy this track;
https://dislocatedflowers.bandcamp.com/track/sunday-kiss
https://open.spotify.com/track/57K1SvtJMv0ZdbxHrJGqE5
Video for Sunday Kiss - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDNkV4LnH30

The Venus Overload

Sunday Kiss

Sunday Kiss by TVO

https://dislocatedflowers.bandcamp.com/track/bullitt-mustang
https://open.spotify.com/track/4849Vx4rkTJlCr3HnXb9w3

Live Jam's '96

Bullitt Mustang (Live 96)

Bullitt Mustang

Bullitt Mustang (Live 96) by TVO

To Buy or Stream;
https://dislocatedflowers.bandcamp.com/track/now-denial
https://open.spotify.com/track/1lJObeqLQwlnjZkoFMfzLX?si=cKzjFn9dTMK5jAP4D0nHZw
https://ditto.fm/mutually-assured-destruction

Mutually Assured Destruction

Now Denial

A 2020 Remix by the Excellent Mysterious Sines. For the chance to hear more visit...
https://ditto.fm/mutually-assured-destruction
https://mysterioussines.bandcamp.com/music

Dead Marchers (Mysterious Sines Mix)

Dead Marchers Remix

Ever had that dream where an insect invades the ear and sets up home to mercilessly tease and torment thereon in? If so, a form of similar reality is about to be unleashed as the Reverse Family step forward to announce themselves with a sound which trespasses and festers in the psyche. The difference is that this is set to be the most welcome invasion of ears as it crawls with relish into the imagination.

Reverse Family is the solo project of Dermot Illogical, aided by a fluid band of collaborators from time to time, this debut offering is a lo-fi exploration into an experimental DIY web of sounds and flavours which is hard to pin down but certainly embraces everything from post punk and noise pop to indie and old school punk.  

The first song we came up against was Alchopoppers on Fast Food, a brief and gentle yet deviously engaging song which instantly entices thoughts of seventies bands like Swell Maps and The Shapes but with the melodic natures of The Freshies. It is captivating stuff even with a drop into calmer waters which does not quite connect with personal tastes. We are not sure of the album's track order but if this is to be the opener it provides a potent start though the brilliant Way It Goes is an even bigger pull. Carrying an early Adam and The Ants feel to its magnetic stroll, the song is pure addiction with a funk revelry bubbling under its pop punk surface, Dermot as vocally mischievous as the guitar led sounds around him. 

There is great variety to the songs too; Bit Slits for example flirting with the senses through keys which manage to sound like the brass flames of Essential Logic while guitar and vocals veer towards the Nikki Sudden school of discord blessed minimalistic seduction while Electronic 6 entangles portentous keys and winy guitars with fuzzy vocals for a Dalek I Love You/Artery scented melancholy. It is fair to say that Dermot wears influences openly yet each song develops its own distinct character under often familiar hues.

Hand of God has a darker and meatier nature to its predacious swing, contagious hooks and a great grumbling bassline aligning with melodic enterprise for a proposal which swiftly grips ears and appetite; a success just as easily won by the lively pop bounce of One Eyed, a seemingly early Television Personalities seeded encounter and the hypnotic I Can Sense Their Watching Eyes. This too has a flavour of Dirk Wears White Sox to it but with funky beats and another irresistible post punk guitar jangle in its off kilter dub teased shuffle, the track blossoming into another unique proposition within My Songs About Life Mid Crisis.

Other tracks in the mix are Business or Pleasure, a delicious song which sounds like Weezer soaping The Piranhas while recording it all in the bath, The Legend of Pierre with its haunting keys wrapped sultry croon, and Odd Mix Newgates, a seductive magnetic monotone tone spawned track surely inspired by Mark E. Smith.

The collection of tracks are completed by Higher Power with plaintive melodies and dour yet emotionally suggestive vocals and the outstanding May Number 10 Dream which again hints at bands like The Fall, Marc Riley and The Creepers, and The Mekons, as well as the criminally catchy Sods Law. Hips and feet beware as even in its low key nature it will have you swinging in an instant.

There are so many highlights offered by the Reverse Family songs; each track connecting with an ever eager hunger for punk fuelled, post punk spiced imagination. Plastic Punks epitomises this perfectly, its Fire Engines toned melodic jangle and Spizzenergi devilry sheer temptation again emerging as something specific to Reverse Family.

With a tongue in cheek lining to the lyrical reflection shaping songs which spreads into the music itself, Reverse Family is a beguiling adventure with a nod to the past and a grip on an imagination as fresh as it is, well quite simply a touch loco.

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