I feel some good rhcp/rolling stones vibes 

Viola Beach!!!!!!!!! Love this vibe. Great vocals

Incoherent raving multicoloured on the walls
Cries for help that no-one hears above their own fall
Stained grey stones and broken bones, ignore every shout
Shuttered lives, sharpened knives, where’s the way out?

Seems like it’s there,
A nobody, in a place you don’t know.
But this is here,
A somebody, in the place you call home

Come on and show me
What you embody
Don’t say you’re sorry
If you always will be
Wake up! ...
… this is not a drill

Peeling paint, a silent taint, behind every door
Stumbling round in broken shells, can’t fight any more
Walking past, broken glass, the shards in my mind
Black marks from my boots upon the pavement left behind

Seems like it’s there,
A nobody, in a place you don’t know.
But this is here,
A somebody, in the place you call home

Come on and show me
What you embody
Don’t say you’re sorry
If you always will be
Wake up! ...
… this is not a drill

This Is Not A Drill

Synthpop song with some gentle but loud bass :)

Warm Hearts

Oooooohhhhhhh can’t you see
This can never be
I belong to me
(and) I won’t go quietly
Into your 
Moulded for your
Boxed inside your
Category

Spoken word part:

Do we really need to allocate everything to neat little groups?
Including ourselves?
What is it about our uniqueness that scares you?
The upside-down fork in the cutlery drawer
That discordant note
The outlier on the graph spoiling the clean line
We are all outliers on different graphs

Viento del Oeste

Kinda laid 80’s uk guitar with a rocker vibe

Again

The second album by BarrelHaus. 

Marc Challans: vocals, guitars, bass, drums, percussion, recording, mixing & mastering.

Ian Mitchell: vocals, guitars & bass.

Tracks 1,3,5,7 & 9 by Marc Challans.
Tracks 2, 4, 6 & 8 by Ian Mitchell.

Special thanks to Grace & Alice.

Jaws

John Stone: lyrics, lead vocal, backing vocals, piano
Alfredo Salvatori: music, backing vocals, guitars, bass, synth 

Produced by Alfredo Salvatori 


Runaway 

She was born in a town on the border,
Raised for the fourth of July,
She knew within 
She didn’t  fit in
Don't know why. 

She didn’t go looking for trouble,
But trouble was always round,
It was always the same,
No-one to blame
Was what she always found. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space. 

She moved to a part of the country,
That soon didn’t want her around,
It wasn’t long before she’s moving on
Southern bound, from town to town to town. 

Met a young man by the roadside,
She just couldn’t run anymore,
He listened to all that she said
That no-one ever listened to before. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that you’re safe in your own space,
But if the demons that you are running from are strong,
Then in your head you’ll find that they’ll follow on and on. 

She thought about all he had shown her,
And sensing her journey’s end,
She realised the safest place
Is where you finally find a friend. 

So don’t runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.



Copyright 2024 All Rights Reserved 

Runaway

Watch the music video:  https://vimeo.com/949369795

Quantum theory brilliantly explains the physical universe. But the certainty of every quantum state is dependent on an "observer" and physicists are wrestling with what that means: Consciousness is the foundation and source of everything. 

And quantum theory cannot explain consciousness any more than it can explain love, the perception of color or sound, or the taste of chocolate. Because consciousness (or spirit) creates the physical universe, not the other way around.

Lyrics:

Super Colliders

I'm no friend of quantum mechanics
Not afraid of super colliders
I could barely pass mathematics
But I knew that I was on fire
And I knew you were to me
More than just matter energy
And I'm going to have to find the answer

But when I sought the implicate order
The wave collapsed into water
And I know you don't want to hear it:
Underneath it all we are spirit
A voice is whispering in the ear of Mr. Verlinde:
Four universes remain chaotic

Now they find the conscious mind is driving everything
I confess this consciousness once heard the angels sing
I'll make it back to heaven's gate winding a golden string
And smile at the absurdity when I should be laughing

I'm no friend of quantum mechanics
Not afraid of super colliders
Done my share of mental gymnastics
But my heart keeps taking me higher
The gravity of it all is emerging as we fall
The irony is not lost on me

Now they find the conscious mind is driving everything
I confess this consciousness once heard the angels sing
I'll make it back to heaven's gate winding a golden string
And smile at the absurdity when I should be laughing

I'm no friend of quantum mechanics
Not afraid of super colliders

Super Colliders

This is a track I wrote about a month ago that I finally found the beat, tempo and mood that I've been searching for. I was so lucky to find Lilac Rust! Once I heard their music I felt an instant "click" and I knew we had to do just like peanut butter and chocolate and create our own version of a delicious peanut butter cup, audio version of course and I think it came out pretty tasty! Hope everyone else loves it too!

Condemned (Lyrics and Vocals by Jess Johnson music by Lilac rust)_1

Be My Own

kammanuel - under arrest

We're Marie, Andrew, Marco and Doug and we make up this Indie band based in and around London. We love writing and playing new songs and exploring different genres and ideas.

This Is Not A Drill

Someone Else Ahead

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