Passion Plays (Linnwood Remix)

ViewFinder: Nature's Ratio

At the end of October, my friend Mark Fisher sent this song to me, asking if I wanted to do anything with it; I liked it and performed a sort of rebuilding of it, which he didn't seem to mind. I also tried recording it with a different tune, as Tastes Like Winter [version], which is also available on this page.

There’s something the matter with you
These mornings I’m feeling it too
The longer the night times the more we’ve been starting to stew

I don’t want to say this out loud
It’s nothing that makes me feel proud
But hunger for daylight has put us both under a cloud

But it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

It’s clear that we’re feeling depressed
No sunlight, no joy and no rest
Both of us feeling the other one’s not at their best

Should we admit we are trapped
Lethargic and energy sapped
Feeling like we are two presents that no one’s unwrapped

But it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

And it’s not like winter 
Not quite like winter 
Until you’ve gone outside

Without you the silence, 
Despite my defiance is 
Something like violence 
When you’ve gone outside

And it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

And it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

Come in from the cold 
Come in from the cold!

Tastes Like Winter (when you’ve gone outside)

At the end of October, my friend Mark Fisher sent a song to me, asking if I wanted to do anything with it; I put together an arrangement based on his original tune, which he didn't seem to mind. It's  available on this page as Tastes Like Winter (when you’ve gone outside). I then tried fitting his song into a tune I was working on, and came up with this version, which he didn't seem to mind either.

There’s something the matter with you
These mornings I’m feeling it too
The longer the night times the more we’ve been starting to stew

I don’t want to say this out loud
It’s nothing that makes me feel proud
But hunger for daylight has put us both under a cloud

But it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

It’s clear that we’re feeling depressed
No sunlight, no joy and no rest
Both of us feeling the other one’s not at their best

Should we admit we are trapped
Lethargic and energy sapped
Feeling like we are two presents that no one’s unwrapped

But it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

And it’s not like winter
Not quite like winter
Until you’ve gone outside

Without you the silence,
Despite my defiance is
Something like violence
Weighed-down in my lungs
When you’ve gone outside

And it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

And it tastes like winter
It tastes like winter
When you’ve gone outside

Come in from the cold
Come in from the cold!

Tastes Like Winter [version]

On a cold Xmas morning, your friends are all calling, you
When the snow all comes down, all the kids gather round, whooo oooh ooh
Hot coco for breakfast, with pretzels and presents, whoo oooh
Family at the door, with presents for all, one for you....one for me...

Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......

Glittering lights at the window, the Xmas tree twinkles, for you
The star fall off the tree, like the pine needle leaves, always do
On the table, name labels and soup in the ladle, whoo oooh
New PJ’s for Evie and movies on TV.......

Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......
Snowball fights, now......

Snowball Fights,  Now!

Written in Birmingham, revisiting Moseley after many years away and realising I was little use to it unless I was eating-out, drinking, vaping or needing my nails done, pretty much. So it's about what happened to shops (yes I know - internet, supermarkets, out-of-town etc.) So, who to blame? It crossed my mind it might be funorthodox to suggest it could it be locally-manufactured Freddo Frog, a bar of which I had with me at the time? The spiralling price of Freddos over the years is held by many to be an indicator of the inexorable march of inflation. I took the M People style piano riff from the bassline I used in that lovely recent track Days & Confused, and turned it into a somewhat Do It Again-style jazz-inflected raga.

I don't need a Dominos, give me proper shops.
I don't eat at Papa Joes, please just make it stop. 
Butcher, baker had to close, I need meat and bread. 
Bring me Alfredo the frog, let me bite his head.

Bars for nails, and takeaways, tans and vapes and booze.
Cars have overrun the place, I just need new shoes.
Hypnotised and digitised, no one seems to walk. 
Bring the head of Fredo Frog, maybe then he'll talk.

Fred and I are lifelong friends, we go way back when.
These days nearly fifty pence, back then he was ten.
We watch the town go to the dogs, and need someone to blame.
Fetch the head of Freddo Frog, or some other random name.

Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Frog

This is a dancetrack remixed from a loop i made a few years ago.

Synthetic Brainwave

Smell the flowers - Dodgy C

Stille Farvel

Every time I see you, I go out of my mind 
You know you make me feel good 
Oh yeah, you make me feel fine. 
But you don’t have a badge on the back of your ride 
Three letters I need to see before I’m getting inside. 

BMW 
You gotta have a BMW 
BMW 
It’s gotta be a BMW 

You say i’m playing hard to get but this ain’t a game 
If you’re not making the grade 
Your choice of wheels is to blame 
So sell that heap of junk and we can be who we are 
I’d say a moving violation might just be on the cards 

BMW 
You gotta have a BMW 
BMW 
It’s gotta be a BMW 

Baby can you understand the one thing I need? 
Bravo, Mike, Whisky: now are you reading me? 
Those three magic letters gotta be on display 
Before you’re ever gonna drive me away 

BMW 
You gotta have a BMW 
BMW 
You gotta be a BMW 

BMW – before I ride away with you.
 
Composed, arranged and produced by Sodajerker 
Mastered by Jon Astley at Close To The Edge

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