Folk Song

Ode To 'Gremlin

This sanctuary cannot be your home
so take comfort in this shelter before it's gone.

But what if morning cannot shake this thought?
What if the sun cannot dispel this feeling I have got?
How will I carry on?

Oh, the wind will blow
all the drowned aboard
for that final push
to that golden shore
and there will be no rest
and we will get to where we are going.

When we can go no further
and our hands are sore
from collecting the pieces
of the glass that broke
that once framed a picture
of some distant shore
we called home.

I know that the last thing the world needs now
is another song about the fucking sea.

But as you know I am heartbroken
and there is more of it than there is of me.

(For Cammy)

Ode To Gremlin

A new song I've been working with. There's been a few versions of the words put down but I like the word play and found it fit this nicely. Enjoy!

Be So Real - David C Lacey (New Fingerpicking Song Idea)

Improvisations by Jamie Cook, James Unsworth and Roo Carpenter, produced by Sascha Lukas as part of the exchange workshop between Newcastle University and Musikhochschule Köln

JJ Rad - Newcastle Impro Set

This is the first extract from The Secret Teachings Of All Ages. 

Words: Carl Jung 
Read by: David Lacey
Music by: Daniel Parry 

Carl Jung - Archetypes of the Collected Unconscious

Ωracles - Untitled [Sir Jü + Kumo Remix]

Final mixes from the 2016 exchange between Newcastle University and the Musikhochschule Köln

Mouths

Artists: various (see tracklist)
Title: EXO3
Format: 2 x 12 inch vinyl (incl. download)
Release date: 28th of November 2017
Cat no: EKS015
Edition: 500

All tracks written and produced by the artists stated underneath. Double 12" vinyl (180g) released in an edition of 500 with printed inner sleeves & download cards. Mastered by Frederic Alstadt at Ångstrom mastering. Sleeve by Victor Robyn.

Presenting the 3rd edition of our EXO series. The Exoskeleton.

The world outside resonants metallic. Its activity humming calm harmonics. I am in stasis. Liquified. Receiving alien signals. Unseen universes translated into sound. Notes bend like light reflected in a curved, hard surface. Sine waves as my sinews stretch. Muscles form and tie. Limbs from this soup. Pain is not the word for it. This flux. I am detached from my body. I listen to it bubble and evolve. Guessing at my shape. Serene. Yet I grow impatient. Anxious to be free as the world vibrates. I have my life to be getting on with after all. How long have I been in here? What will I find when I emerge? Celebrations? Or stamped on like a roach? Will I be wonderful with colour and wingspan? Dancing for a mate. I wonder as I wait and change. Change and wait. Would I be content on a diet of dirt? It goes like this. My thoughts in circles. Dream chasing worry. Worry chasing dream. Waiting to be reborn. Maybe I`ll soar. Riding warm swells on Summer days. Or will I dwell in the dark? No use for eyes. Only smell. Tasting the air for a sense of direction. Will I find myself one of a hive? Or will I remain alone? Expanding to crack this shell. Forcing myself out into the sun. Everything rings different in the light. I am slow in the warmth. A breeze drying my soft skin. Transforming it. Tempering it to steel. Polishing it until it shines. You can see your face in it. But I can`t see mine. Still left to suppose the presence I present. Old friends won`t recognise me. And I won`t recognise them. Remixed, remodelled, restructured. Bold explorers discovering purpose anew. Before all I did was eat. First steps I stumble. Unsure of how many legs I`ve got. The Sun seems to sing her reassurance. Her welcome. My joints clank and rattle. Like those of a machine. I move stiff and robotic, but swiftly now. Here comes the rain. Heaven cracks back to throw its shower against my armour and I feel invincible, immortal. Impenetrable in the private fortress of this exoskeleton. Shrugging off a god`s tears. Blood races. Oxygen pumps. What passes for a heart, this heart, is strong. With no measure of time, I busy myself with the business of being alive.
(Text by Robert Harris — banbantonton.com)


Tracklist:

A1. Hiele — Birdwatching
A2. Polysick — Misolidio
A3. Rembrandt Redandt — Blankenberge
A4. Soft Focus — Momentum

B1. Aloïs R. — Twee Beren
B2. Milan W. — Glaasjes
B3. Fregnacciarius — Ferragosto
B4. Elko B. — Verletztes Reh
B5. Hantrax — Walking With Raven

C1. Jonny Nash — Head Is Clearer
C2. Gigi Masin — Starshine

D1. Suzanne Kraft — Still Sick
D2. Hiele — Buchla For Sunday
D3. Componium Ensemble — Kats
D4. Roger 3000 — Nuptiale

EXO3

EXO3 Compilation preview — EKS015

03 Travvlin (from Feels www.mndsgn.biz)

Sunglassey

Newcastle based propounders of beats and esoteric teachings


Carl Jung - Archetypes of the Collected Unconscious

SecretTeachingsOfAllAges