Name: Everything is Temporary by The Valery Trails
Duration: 3 min 6 s
Description: Crunch and jangle. from the upcoming album Winter Palace

The first year at the University of Glamorgan, probably late 2002. I only attended 3 lectures or so my entire career, preferring instead to plumb the depths of my soul and examine my mind from both micro and macro viewpoints, like a man standing between 2 parallel mirrors. After doing something that tends to keep you awake for too long, then doing it again, again, & then again. A marathon. 3 days later and still no sleep, a spider absailed down the curtains in my Halls cell-like box room. For some reason this produced an intense few hours of nightmarish arachnids lurking on ceiliings, chasing me down corridors, webs thick across the common room. God knows what I looked like, tearing wild-eyed past the silent doored & slumbering student rooms. Eventually managing to wake Matt, Apprentice Green's drummer, multi-instrumentalist & all round good egg. Perhaps unsurprisingly, the spider invasion had not occurred & I had not, in fact, been whisked off as the Devil's plaything to the caverns of Hell. Even the original rappelling spider was actually a bit of fluff suspended on a thread of curtain material. Ah well. Stay in school kids. 

The song was written a year or so later, morphing through a few forms. Special mention goes to Brummy's loping bassline & Matt's guitar overdubs. All recreated here. I have no idea how I wrote the piano riff. Probably just mashed the keys until it sounded good. Much like I do now.

Apprentice Green

Nightspiders

King of the Grass

King Of The Grass

Crunch and jangle. from the upcoming album Winter Palace

Winter Palace

Everything is Temporary

Written by Alexandra Leaving
Produced by Jack O'Hea
Guitars by Morgan Rickman
Drums by Angus Mcintyre

Lyrics: 

I'm the cliche, doomsday, quit that job. 
I'm not ok on this clock
How dare you be real when everything's ironic
The Mad Hatter's tea is quite the tonic.

Can you beat The Wall?
Can you beat The Wall?

I'm kinda happy but I'm kinda broke, 
Trying to make my way in the big fat smoke. 
Dear the big boys, making noise, drop a key
in the wishing well of my fantasy. 

Can you beat The Wall?
Can you beat The Wall?

I'm the freeze frame, no shame, solve the riddle:
Who's right on the edge but from a town in the middle?
No I'm not sorry, I'm not done, 
Blow a big kiss, never miss, flex those guns

Can you beat The Wall?
Can you beat The Wall?
Can you beat The Wall?
Can you beat The Wall?

The Wall

Written and Produced by Euan Blackman
Backing Vocals by Olivia Rebel
Drums by Tom Lloyd
Drums engineered by Amelia Danby @ Kempston Street Studios
Mixed by Tarek Musa @ Musa Studios
Mastered by Graeme Lynch
Photo credit: Stu Price
Ripe Records 2025

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna think about
What I was back then
I’m a new man now
I’m a better friend

Find me by the reservoir
Humming to myself 
In a quiet thought
In a peaceful spell

Moving on is easy
You’ll be fine, believe it
Your heart is strong, it’s silver
Carry on, forgive her
Forgive her

Sometimes when I fall asleep
I see world war three
I see tidal waves
Crashing over me

Lately I’ve been doing fine
Working on myself
And I scream out loud
When I feel compelled

Moving on is easy
You’ll be fine, believe it
Your heart is strong, it’s silver
Carry on, forgive her
Forgive her

‘Cause a broken heart
Is still a beating heart
Is still a beating heart
Yeah a broken heart
Is still a beating heart
Is still a beating heart

Moving on is easy
You’ll be fine, believe it
Your heart is strong, it’s silver
Carry on, forgive her
Forgive her

forgive

Afrotrip

Foam Animals

All around the world
People are ringing their hands,
Why oh why oh why oh why,
Can’t we learn to love each other?
Is what they say,
As if that’s the only way

Maybe it’s not,
Maybe that kinda jumped up sentiment’s part of the mess we got ourselves into

Maybe it’s best to let people get on with it, 
Maybe they’ll let you get on too…

Seems to me, 
That toleration holds the key,
Yeah it’s the very foundation of a dream situation,
Can’t you see? 
It’s such a wonderful thing,

I want to raise your expectations,
I want to say what I’ve been dying to say, 
Want to achieve my aspiration, 
I want to be part of a tolerant nation

Maybe it’s true, 
Maybe just putting up with each other’s a remarkable thing to do, 
For me and you 

Maybe it’s best to say live and let live each day,
Maybe they’ll say the same thing too…

Seems to me, 
That toleration holds the key,
Yeah it’s the very foundation of a dream situation,
Can’t you see? 
It’s such a wonderful thing

I want to raise your expectations,
I want to say what I’ve been dying to say, 
Want to achieve my aspiration, 
I want to be part of a tolerant nation

I wanna go, I wanna see,
I wanna know, I wanna be

I want to raise your expectations,
I want to say what I’ve been dying to say, 
Want to achieve my aspiration, 
I want to be part of a tolerant nation


Tolerant Nation

Nosebleeds

I like the 9 to 5
Putting it all on the hard drive
I like the 6 to 10
I watch a movie and then
I goto bed at 11
Pray to the folks who art in heaven
From midnight till 3
I pray for those in purgatory
From 4 o'clock to 8
I pray for those for whom prayers came too late

24 Hour Clock

Written for my brother, a lion a kindness, who showed me what it is to be truly loved. 

I wrote Joe, in an attempt to describe my grief, but grief really is impossible to describe, everyone’s relationship with it is unique and so very intricate in its outpouring and implosion. You can’t know it until it lands at your door. 

To try and convey the depths of grief, the picture of it, what it is truly like, it’s visceral manifestation, you can’t, you really can’t, nor can it ever really be truly understood. But I really, had in a natural way, wanted to try to with this song. 
Untimely bereavement grief means a life and family are left incomplete, unfinished, there is no solution. Not even close to having had enough laps around the sun, woken to a new day. There is no resolution. 

It’s now been over 6000 days and nearly 17 years since Joe came home and my hope in sharing the days, was that it might make people to see just why it pulls you apart, as it has, me. But also, I wanted to sing out loud just how much I love Joe, that too, like grief is infinite.

Joe my big bro is/was/will always be a lion of kindness, compassionate, selfless, he took notice of the little things, and a joy-giving ball of smiles, calming hugs and giggly shoulders. As kind strangers as to his friend’s or family. He showed me what love is, what it means to be truly truly loved, he was our protector. He showed what it is to live with adventure at hand and a giggle in the other. An honest man, only barely a man at 21. 

Atmospheric guitar-based indie rock from Brisbane, Australia.

Everything is Temporary

The Valery Trails

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