Money Talks (Radio Edit)

Winlaton (win-lay-ton) is the third single released by the Ilfords since their 2022 rebirth.

Our David on Winlaton: 'Winlaton was written during deep lockdown. Nothing was open and late night running was the only space I had to myself. I suppose it reflects on what methods you can try to use when you feel lost. On one late night trek however, I realised I wasn’t just lost mentally at that time but geographically as I’d managed to run all the way to Winlaton.'

Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Ady Hall and Lee McCarthy of Sugar House Productions
Recorded at Catalyst Studios, St Helens
Mastered by Nick Watson of Fluid Mastering

Winlaton

This track is celebrating those beautiful stolen moments first thing in the morning, when you exist purely in your body. The sun’s not quite risen, eyes blurred, and feeling is all that matters. Before the jolt of the nervous system kicking in with all the stresses and weight of the day ahead - before you’ve gotta ‘be’ in the world and carry yourself through the day, especially in hard times. These are my favourite moments, and I feel so blessed to be so held.

Body - Rona Mac

An effervescent pop song about depression and self-discovery. It’s fun.

Thick Terrain

Undercover

Another Lad Insane

New single by Geordie punk group Swine Tax, featuring guest vocals by Robyn of bigfatbig fame.

Words & music by Swine Tax.
Artwork by Vince L.

Swine Tax - Annual Leave

Tuesday Morning is now available on Bandcamp (Digital and vinyl!)
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Tuesday Morning (Album Samples)

taken from "The World's So Cruel"

written, performed and produced by Andrew Sands

recorded at:
Urchin Studios by Dan Cox, Alfonso De Grandis
Press Play by Andy Ramsey, Dom Kirtley
Bella Union Studio by Iggy B
Flat 6 by Andrew Sands

mixed by Matt Wiggins
mastered by Matt Colton

artwork by Eddie Plex

Mixing step by step in a crowded street
Don’t ask why just hold your breath
Meet me on the seabed

You can’t see the end
Ignorance is bliss
Stop and turn by accident
In the twilight zone

When it starts to rain
Heaven’s gonna meet your eyes
Words cannot say
Whatever you have in mind

Did you pass the test?
Did you lose your grip?
You romantic, obdurate
I can see the shimmering layers
The reflections on your skin
Minutes lasting longer

When it starts to rain
Heaven’s gonna meet your eyes
I cannot wait
Never ever satisfied

Instant fascination
We were not mistaken
In this darkened room
The universe

When it starts to rain
Heaven’s gonna meet your eyes
Who cannot say
Better loose things you find

When It Starts To Rain

By The River

Produced by Robert Smyth
Mixed by Ally Jowett
Produced by Paul Winstanly
Music written and performed by Flip Top Head 
Flute by Fran Larkin

Blitzcat Records © 

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Lyrics:
You see, in my prefacing background
Prefacing back

And with the lick of a flame you entered my mind,
Like the flickering of Alfred Street
But now it’s red
(Now it’s red)
And we’re all equivalent to the gulls of the night,
The foam rolls- a child in a ball pit
And i’m here and you’re there
And we’re thrown down, deep under so i’ll roll with it
And if you were sat on that box,
Steadfast, the opposite of her waves
I’d be there
I’d
Ankles scuffed, fingertips kissed with cold
Kiss me cold, please unfold

Alfred Street

Plato had it easy
Right place right time
To write down his lessons
And make them last through time
I'm lacking inspiration
I'm already past my prime
The grass was always greener
When you're on the other side
I don't know what to do
In this world

So I did my research
I looked it up online
I asked Jeeves
He shrugged and deeply sighed
He said, "you're not like Sinatra,
No, you don't have his eyes
And you don't like dancing
When your feet are getting tired."
I don't know what to do
In this world
I don't know what to do
In this world
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do

I don't want the dreaming
I don't want the hope
I gave my all already
And now I wish I'd never spoke
If "everyone's an artist"
Then who is left to gaze?
Will the seats lie empty
When we're standing on that stage?
I don't know what to do
In this world
world
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do

Aaron Neville - keyboards, backing vocals
Adam Kidd - composer, rhythm guitar, lead vocals, production
Adam Whittles - bass guitar, backing vocals
James Crump - drums, percussion, engineering
Tom Alty - lead guitar, backing vocals

Tristan Maclenahan - mixing and mastering (Aquitaine Sounds)

Don't Know What To Do

Latest album "Tuesday Morning is out! New releases in the works :::: Mme. Parasol is a musician, artist, and primitive poet. This page features her solo work, collaborations, demos, and field recordings. For more information: www.RykardaParasol.com

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Tuesday Morning (Album Samples)

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