Life On The Edge Of You

two thousand miles, give or take
you're still asleep, but i'm awake
soapy hands in the kitchen sink 
i never thought i'd miss your dirty plates

oh my miracle believer, turn up all the speakers
 to the loudest they can go
put on a station that feels like a vacation
 to a place where the tides get low

laugh at my bad dancing 'til we can't get ourselves up 
off the living room floor
fill my head with soda bubbles, give me trouble, 
come to me when you need someone

when i see you again, you'll be all grown up
hands locked around a coffee cup
scrubbing the stains out of your work shirt
sleeping early, skipping dessert

maybe you'll go out of state 
somewhere where there's a great big lake
and you can go swimming with your college friends
is this where both our childhoods end?

oh my miracle believer, turn up all the speakers
 to the loudest they can go
put on a station that feels like a vacation
 to a place where the tides get low

laugh at my bad dancing 'til we can't get ourselves up 
off the living room floor
fill my head with soda bubbles, give me trouble, 
come to me when you need someone

two thousand miles

Written by Anna Olivia Böke and Dennis Mielke
Drums played by Thom Mills
Produced/engineered by Theo Verney
Mastered by Felix Davis

New > Old

Get Numb To It!

Get Numb To It! (Single Version)

LYRICS:
I always knew that you were trouble
I always knew that you were...
No good for me

I stumbled into your world
Dancing like a stranger in the night
I knew it from the start
That this wouldn't be all right

You had that twisted smile
That ruled me in your devil spell
I guess that I must be the moth
And you are the flame from hell

Your love's like a dark alleyway
A place I never should have been
Yet I sadly wandered there
'Cause I couldn't resist your skin

You spoke in soft quiet riddles
I just played the fool
Now I'm hanging on the edge of love
A love that is so very cruel

I always knew that you were trouble
Stuck in my head

I always knew that you were
No good for me

Coffee-stained confessions
In those dim-lit fancy restaurants
You whispered your secret to me
And said you were my dying star

I always knew that you were trouble
I missed the warning sign

I always knew that you were
No good for me

You Were Trouble

What if instead of the book and film Yes Man, you felt like you were always saying no, man? Ban Summers feels like the No Man - and in his new single he explains why.

Touching on chronic illness, disability and depression, No Man is his letter to friends and family on his absence and isolation.

Ban Summers homebrews lo-fi indie with all the feels from his bedroom in Portsmouth. No Man is the fourth single from his new album, which arrives before the summer.

No Man

LYRICS:
I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settled all around us

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

Stones of Pompeii

Written and Produced by Euan Blackman
Mixed by Tarek Musa @ Musa Studios
Mastered by Graeme Lynch @ 209 Mastering
Photo credit: Lee Isserow
Ripe Records 2024
With funding from Culture Liverpool/SIF

Lyrics:

I’m alone
I’ve got nowhere to be
Call me a fallen star
Call me anything that you need

Broken bones
Brittle teeth
I’ll be your rusty car
Smoking on the side of the street

Like the trucks follow highway lines
Like the stars tumble out the sky
Like the weeds feed the butterfly
I was born to let you down tonight

Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo

You’re serene
You’re top of the class
If I needed something from you
I was always to scared to ask

‘Cause I’m just a kid
Who lived in a small town
I’m just a helicopter 
Burning on my way to the ground

Like the trucks follow highway lines
Like the stars tumble out the sky
Like the weeds feed the butterfly
I was born to let you down tonight

Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo

Like the trucks follow highway lines
Like the stars tumble out the sky
Like the weeds feed the butterfly
Like the shops open up at nine

Like the cops never solve the crime
Like the team never score the try
Like the fool always spills the wine
I was born to let you down tonight

Butterfly

LYRICS:
Don't you think that you like what you see?
If you do, then you should know
There's a whole 'nother part of me

When you start getting close to
Me physically
To adore my 'Happy Show'

You may start to think
You'd like to stick around -- here

But I'm quite subconsciously confused
A magical explosion
Of the saddest, saddest blues

So strap onto my fading star
And climb a'board
Step on inside
Where you'd better buckle-up
For a magically demented
Black carpet ride

Will you like the pyscho parts of me?

Will you really want to know
Each and every broken piece you see

Don't you have some
Psycho parts like me
Are your days as dark as mine
If they are then maybe I'll understand
What life could be

Will you like the pyscho parts of me?

Will you really want to know
Each and every broken piece you see

Don't you have some
Psycho parts like me
Are your days as dark as mine
If they are then maybe
I'll understand
What life could be

Psycho Parts

This is the 23s 15th single, The 23s are from Sheffield, UK and this track will be released on the 23rd February 2024.

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The 23s - Triggered

LYRICS:
I've got to tell you
I've gotta tell you
Gotta let you know

That when you leave
When you go
It takes my breath away

Woke up Monday morning
To a cold spot on the bed
Strawberry scented hairspray
Well it lingers through my head

Then your footsteps fade away
And curse that creeping dread
Cause a whole 'nother day
Without you here
It's way too much to bear

Then just for one moment
I think you’ll never come back again
Fear grips my heart
I can't pretend
To have no insecurity

I know you’ll come back tonight
Can’t help but feelin' blue
You seem to understand this
Seem to get me
Which is why I'm so
In love with you

Every time I get you flowers
Now I know you’re safe at home
And when you are gone
For countless hours
You have taught me that
I'm not alone

When you leave
When you leave
Oh when you go
When you leave
You take my breath away
Take my breath away
Away
When you leave

When You Leave

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Pop, Dreamwave & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "QUIRKPOP"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They both are extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Stones of Pompeii

Sincere Imposter

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