2022 NewPL

Soundcloud discoveries - sentimental indie, grunge, folk, rock

A playlist of songs that I first recorded between January and July 2022. Taken from the albums Spuk 3-7.

2022: A Satellite in the Sky

SpukSchreibMaschine

https://youtu.be/OKai3vc2a0c
[original guitar score by @john-byrne-117035719]

4 - 3 - 2 - 1 - IGNITION!

Final lap dance, one last drink
but baby don’t feel sorry for me.
About to ditch the thing
that makes your boobs swing,
back up the well to where the rocks roll free.

‘Cause I’m an asteroid miner (wooh-ooh!)
like my daddy and my paw-paw was.
And yeah, I wear manliner (wooh-ooh!)
just so you would know I’m not your earthworm cuz.

I’m an asteroid miner. (miner, miner, wooh-ooh!)
I’m an as-te-ro-oid mi-i-i-i-iner (ooh)

[break]

Yeah, baby, yeah, baby, yeah!
You're part of my therapy (ye-eah!)

Out in the Belt I’m closer to God
and I thank Him for pressurizing my pod.
I shoot from the hip and trust my gut
and gut anyone that tries to steal my cut!

‘Cause I’m an asteroid miner (wooh-ooh!)
born on a hull where we drink our piss.
But I wear designer (oh-ooh-ooh!)
just to let you know I’m not your broke-ass sis.

As-teroid mi-ne-er—mine that asteroid... (owww!)

I know who to sell to, who to bribe, and who to rob.
No Martian robot’s gonna steal my job.
Got a powerful lobby in the Solar Alliance.
We say, give us better ships
but fuck your science! (yeah, fuck your science!)

And I’m not gay, not even bi-curious.
When I sleep with other men it’s because I’m “Mercurious”
It’s okay to want a penis—
just pray it away when you slingshot from Venus.

Asteroid miner—pillar of the Solar economy
Asteroid miner—never a pillar of salt for sodomy (that was never me!)
Asteroid miner—never covet my pilot's wife
Asteroid miner—but my pilot’s torso makes me feel alive...

[instrumental break]

Lap dance over but don’t worry about me—
I’m headed to a place where everything hangs free.
It’s pretty cool if you like huge diamonds.
I’ll introduce you to my best friend Simon...

Ooh, Simon! He’s my favorite asteroid miner.

Support John

Asteroid Miner


I think they're trying to kill billions of us off or fucking summat.
There's certainly something vital happening, 
that were not been told about. 

And I don't know who they means. 
They're hidden behind screens.
Perhaps it's an A.I. a  sattelite in the sky.
Who's in control. 

It makes no sense, 
they've never give a single fuck about us. (Before)
But suddenly the health of you and me is the most important thing? 

Perhaps the algorithm's worked out. That we're all achieving nowt.
And that the earth could breathe happy.
If the people weren't so free, 
and much more dead. 

Or it could be China waging war? 
but not going all ballistic, 
They made this virus to get rid,
of all us wasteful Western twats. 

Oh I wish that things could be, 
as easy as they seemed.
On telly in the past, 
but the apogee has passed,
In 69. 

Or perhaps the USSR and USA
are back to cold war bullshit.
Instead of racing up to space they're racing to,
the bottom of a the pile.
They used to have a dream. (I had one)
But now it seems obscene. (about dogs)
To hope any such things, (in space)
where would we begin.
I just dont know. 
(anyway I pulled my cock off)

They say its just a vaccine, 
look it's the same as countless others.
Except it don't do nothing and you need,
4 within a year. 

Oh but if you question that. 
You're an ignorant twat.
And the government's making memes,
To match up to this theme.
And tell you so. 
(just fucking buy it)

let us level with ya, 
there's just too many of yas.
But we're gonna solve that problem by charging 5p for a plastic bag.
Cos the world is overfilled,
With cows who shit in feilds. 
So if you want to eat. 
You better forget meat.
Its gone away. 

Let's hope that someday we work out what the fuck is going on here.
and we can turn to people who believed them and say,
I bloody told you so. 

The same who go along with it. 
Who always do the bits.
"I just did as I was told" 
like the nazis did of old.
The stupid twats. 

(whistle a bit)
oh really? (Oh really?)
Yeah, sounds quite likely (quite likely)

Cos they'll let you be Free,
If you make them money,
as if that's what really counts, 
Not happiness amounts,
Or so they say.

If you do as they say,
then you'll be on your way,
all protected by the vax,
but prone to heart attacks.

Yet one day we'll all pay,
With our lives either way.
Theres no escaping it,
Everything is shit. 

Its bad enough to begin. 
Just let us dance and sing.
Let's have our beer and our cigs, 
and let us eat the pigs.
Like yesterday.

Thinking Out Loud

Ah little Jenny Tucker.
Reputation as a looker.
Walking up and down on her beat.
Bin by the sands, 
more than holding hands,
With her high heeled shoes on her feet.
Says its alright.... its alright... it's alright...
Oh, I Feel like I should go,
But I guess you'd never know.
so I always stay.
Now there's no walking away.
But Its alright... its alright... it's alright... 

A real easy lady,
To anything she says maybe.
her doors open usually.
But she caught me at a bad 
Time in my life.
One another had me down on my knees.
But it's alright... it's alright..  it's alright...
Am I Wasting my time on you.
I only wanted a screw.
Now I've gotta pay.
If I walk away.
But it's alright... it's alright... it's alright... 

Trapped with you by circumstance, 
I never stood a fucking chance,
You made all decisions you see, 
before the thought occurred to me. 
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright.. 
My drinking days were hindering,
I didn't know where to begin,
to get away from you my sweet,
To cast aside that thing called...
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright... 

It's alright.

Jenny was wandering alone around the town,
Trusting to providence to not let her down.
Hoping to snatch, a happening from the night air.
Forgetting all her worries and her manifold fears. 

See Jenny has numerous problems in life,
Learned to not care about it, to take the strife, 
wittle away at everything that she owned.
She never thought to let out, a cry or a moan. 

Ah, Jenny was kicked out of care at 16.
Sat on a wall, to eat her pudding.
The opposite thing, were all that she'd ever known.
A mattress in a bedsit, the only thing that she owned. 

So, Jenny was viewing the storm from above.
She expected nothing, not least to go up.
Going to war, with expected fancies.
She could charm the snakes, out from under a tree. 

A pretty face like yours could get you away.
If you had a head on your shoulders to  say, 
I don't want this, I don't want anything more.
But it's easier, to buy your gifts from a store. 

Jenny's not strong enough to stand it for long,
All of the choices she made had been  wrong.
A man for tomorrow, another one for yesterday.
The things in your way, a bomb to blow them away. 

While the night ain't over.
While the night is moving. 

It's alright. 

Jenny says you're out of her life,
Shes never gonna be your wife. 

Jenny says you've gone too far,
Shes driving off in your fast car. 

Jenny says fuck you shes done,
You'll never find where she has gone. 

It's alright. 

Jenny is stepping right up to the plate,
Jenny is standing at the starting gate,
Jenny is leaving us, Jenny is off into space.
A selfless sacrifice, which at least she can face. 

Jenny's a mystery, Jenny's a bore, 
Jenny was crying out for a bit more,
Jenny took everything, whilst the cat was away.
Jenny says there was nothing left for you to pay. 

Jenny has LSD in a small bag.
Jenny has fingers, to take off the tags.
I don't want this life, I don't want anything more.
Rid of the things in her way, with the tools to make them all pay 

Jenny's a superstar, Jenny's a tramp, 
Jenny has no one in this world to thank.
Jennys got soldiers, lined up next to her egg.
Ah, Making you beg, a scar at the top of her leg.

The Ballad of Jenny Tucker

Just Like You

Dragon And The Peacock

Oh, don't try that bullshit with me, my dear.
Or I'll be giving you a wave.
Your fantasies are growing out of hand.
Just one more on my list to save.

I'm the one that showed you all the secret ways.
Paths to avoid; how to behave.
You've taken all these gifts that I bestowed on you.
Turned them to something in your brain.

Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
Because we're only here once.
You don't follow.
Advice (to) say no.
Your first reaction is to plunge.

The path to twisted logic is not paved with gold.
The years of struggle take their toll.
Although I don't excuse the things you've done.
It's hard to dig out of a hole.

A story in your mind is not the same as truth.
A fort that's built on shifting sands.
The tide of time came in and cut you off.
Its waters covered up your lands.

Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
This is the only chance we get.
(I) don't want to know.
Your problems, though.
And no one's giving you a gett.

A shout from afar.
There's a message you're missing. 
There's are signs coming up.
You should read.
Their letters unopened.
Their warnings unheaded.
In the absence of reason.
You can't breathe.

This is a final reminder.
A notice they're serving.
An advertising campaign on TV. (x2)
The path that you're on.
It's the wrong road you've taken.
The deadly silence in between.
This is the silence in between.

Oh, don't give me that nonsense there's beauty in truth.
You beat the fuckers to the punch.
I've always been a cynic I worry too much.
Won't always get you a free lunch. 

Your mother always told you "we don't hold a grudge".
But, you can't seem to let it go.
She doesn't know you cos you hide it all so well.
Select few people in the know.

Oh, c'est la vie.
Live fast and free?
Only the foolish that stay young.
Forever goes, on through the snow.
You're best placed if you are amongst.
Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
"Will they forgive me in the end?"
Before I go.
A sign to show.
There's certain things that you can't mend.

Caught in the middle.
A crook and a fork in the road.
You took what you wanted.
And never thought to give back some.
To all the people who helped you to make your way up.
All the things that you did trying to make sure that they would say.
"You're okay".
You used your advantage to pull the wool over her eyes.
Never imagining we could see straight through your straight through your lies.
The depths that you'd sink to.
Just to appear to be sound.
It got to the point when nobody wanted you around.
In the town.
A drink in the morning to stop you from wretching means nowt.
It's better to keep it all in than to let all out.
Nobody wants to hear about your childhood you know.
If you won't move on from it, then you won't have any room to grow.
All for show.

Oh, don't you tell me c'est la vie.
When you don't practice what you preach.

A chat with the neighbours upon whom you always impress.
Exacting credentials, oh, you wear your heart on your chest.
"Don't listen to anything anyone says about me".
You say with a grin as you walk to the shop for your beers.
"I'll say cheers"
Nobody's saying that you had it easy you know.
But that doesn't mean that you can just be a bastard and go.
Off on a tangent on any vaguely similar theme.
That makes you look brilliant at least in your mind as you scheme.
In your dreams.

Oh, don't you tell me c'est la vie.
When you don't practice what you preach. [x2]

It's the bitterness seeping out of you in a giant cloud.
What a clown.

It's been so long that it really isn't the same in this town.
In fact things are better now that you are never around.
Like a bad smell that we just couldn't get to go away.
You stay for a week when you promised to stay for a day.
I must say.
You borrowed some money, hoping that you'd find your way home.
Never stopping to think.
Or thanking your folks for the loan.
I don't know what it is but there's just something off with your tone.
A slight whiff of violence.
You're just like a dog with a bone.
A no go.

Narcissistic.
C'est la vie.



C'est la Vie

One fine morning
Sat on double time.
Doing nothing.
While the flowers shine. 

You were always electric you were Always a star.
With the right guidance you could really go far.
you just wouldn't listen to the advice that I gave.
Just kept repeating the same old mistakes.

Since you're not here
I've been doing fine.
Almost wiped you.
clearing my mind.

It's easy to say looking back down the line.
But you were a massive waste of my Time.
You caused loads of hassle you weren't sent from above.
A promise you made. a promise of love.

You don't see the world in colour
You don't see the world in light. 
You only see the bad things in your life. 
The world is filled with people
With the wool over their eyes.
it comes as no surprise.

You were always electric, you were kissed by the fire.
A dead weight that meant that. I could never go far.
Never particularly happy with me.
A second class person, a useless degree.

Glad to watch you
Go on your way.
Whilst I sit here.
On a new day. 

It's easy to say now I've forgotten your face.
I'm not even sure I was involved in the race.
You tried to break me but I just wouldn't bend.
It's definitely me who is returned in the end.

You don't see the multicolor.
You don't see the hazy light.
You've never stopped to think about the stars.
The world is full of people who can never sever ties
So it comes as no surprise.

You don't see the best in people.
You don't try to use your mind.
You're only out to see what you can take.
The world is full of people who put tears into your mind.
So it comes as no surprise.

Always Electric

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Catfish And The Bottlemen - Sidewinder

A remaster of the original from 2022.

Lyrics

I guess I'm all out of heroes.
I tried to make one of you.
In the confusion of youth
I met guards I could not get through.

Your useless defense is.
To be quite offended.
And not look me in the eye. 
Yeah. 

There isn't such a thing as heroes.
It's all a little white lie.
We tell ourselves to feel better 
They're all just trying to get by.

It's just circumstances
Them people took chances.
So bring them down from the sky. 
Yeah

I only had simple heroes.
The type you see every day. 
A normal man or a woman.
Turns out to be quite two faced.

When it comes to the crunch, 
then you just come out punching.
And find no one by your side. 
Yeah. 

Heroes fly away. 
Heroes come to play. 
Heroes for a day. 

No invite to come out to play.
A betrayal but not to your face.
A pedestal no longer on.
They don't know the words to your songs.
An excuse instead of a face. 
Not even aware of the race.
A blanket ban on the children.
And they've never spent very long. 



No Heroes

Oh, it was alright at the start.
But then you drank too much, and things just start to slowly fall apart.
And it'll be alright in the end.
And all the other bullshit coming from your friends.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You can't do nothing and expect things just to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

You got yourself some little tart.
Kidding yourself that you're so much better than you are.
They all think you're a fucking dick.
Be better if it didn't take you years to realise it.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You best do something if you're wanting shit to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

So you pour yourself another drink,
And you're gipping in your kitchen sink.
There's empty cans hidden in every hole.

And you're kidding no one but yourself.
There's no escaping mental health.
Reflection staring back all pale and gaunt.

The fun has gone it passed you by.
Old Red eyes they don't even cry.
They only get more angry at the world.

The only solution's another drink.
Another drink and, another drink.
That familiar feeling, all safe and warm.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
Give it three days and you'll be rid of the fucking shakes.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

Old Love

I want to live in a world unknown,
under a great big dome,
where life runs away
- that's where I will stay.

To think how easy my life would be,
under the deep blue sea;
and the ocean can hide
all I feel inside.

I remember a single spark,
long ago, but now everything is dark.

She said that I wanna live alone,
under a great big dome,
where life runs away
- that's where I will stay.

She said she don't wanna live with me,
under a great big tree;
under leaves I hide
all I feel inside.

Love is a simple ride,
when you're alone it is simplified..

So now I live my life alone,
under a great big dome,
and she's not around;
I'm no longer bound.

Love is a simple ride,
when you're alone it is simplified.
Under the dome that's where I died.


Great Big Dome

A Church That Fits Our Needs

Neither Here Nor There

Songs come like waves. I live to give them out. Hopefully the words will bless someone. Perhaps I can produce them more professionally someday. For today it's catch and release. I hope you can enjoy them in their infancy. Peace to this place. America the Beautiful. All Races loved and loving each other. We are on our way. Walking through the fire. Keep your peace and love each other. Reflecting on July 8  USA, Love Urgency in this song. 
Update May. 
Oh, and now 2022, we need a supernatural power to stop the suffering of war, sickness of the human race and our beautiful planet earth! Little me, must be bold or fade away. I chose to share this song in the rawness of its infancy because it’s powerful and waiting is futile.

Galaxy (just me and my guitar in writing & recording mode)

'88' - a song for our fellow 'prisoners' at Bowen Penitentiary, who also had to endure 88 days of back breaking farmwork in order to secure another Australian visa.

Written & Performed by HeavyHeads
Produced & Mixed by Fraser Montgomery @ The Aviary, Abbotsford (Melbourne, Australia)
Engineered by Nick Edin
Mastered by Adam Dempsey @ Jack The Bear
Copyright 2016

Tales of a Starless Night

My Nightmares

This song during the “Black Lives Matter” movement over the summer with a desire to help make this Country feel loved again and hopefully heal the deep divide between our people. Gently not Judgingly is calling out to us to; “Take a walk in my shoes and you will see, you’re not that much different from me”. We wanted to inspire people to understand and sympathize with our differences instead of condemning and judging people. We believed it's time for real change.

ME is better with WE

Gently Not Judgingly

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.



