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Break The Frame

Demon Tree Fire Butterfly

Half Devil Mask

December Is Not Real

Cool Boom - 19 04 2022, 13

Duff Slaps

Violet Dreams

Fare thee well, family, friends, favourites and fools. 

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PTERODACTYL

RABBIT HOLES

In the silent dream with long knotted tunnels
no eyes nor feet nor brain be,
just the liquid light,
moonlight wash.

Violeta Céus

i know i have no name
and stop me if i kneel to kiss the toe of any man

My Old Friend

Broken, deranged,
Eyes play their games.
Walk on rough terrain
Into a wind so strong
All is in vain.
Along this narrow lane,
Through this jagged frame,
On and beyond
We must sustain;
Continue onward,
Achieve our aim.
From our loss
I won't refrain,
Stride on through
We must maintain.
Let this beast 
Roam free untamed
And let it guide us
All the same.

Arrangements

And all along I dreamt of you 
That pearly night from mountain view, 
And all along my heart raced too 
Beneath those starry avenues. 

The morning came as moon did set 
And light upon the landscape crept 
To shadows keen its friendship kept 
In minds that woke just as they slept. 

And came the sun all fresh and new 
To soak the seas with golden brew 
And pledge its soul, to make it two 
Combine and find forgotten few.

Song For A Rose

...we headed down the high hedged road and it was cool there within the wind block and the leaves hissed and branches shook beneath the steel grey sky and down we went among fern and rose bush and bramble and heavy mossy stones and trunks and turning  a corner descending steeply it was there the first peak gothic and looming behind clouds like armour a foggy battalion of storm bearing mist and Burt pissed on a bramble and we passed isaford farm to the right before ascending again...

Late Afternoon

slow movements of plants that over the years dance toward the sun and in a strange chamber of their resting, now at midday, in the dull grey smoke of unknowing, the air is near silent

Collecting Egg Boxes

featuring:

Alex Hardcastle - saxophone
Sian Forbes - vocals
Julia Moseley - vocals & tambourine
Adem Holness - vocals & cymbals
Scot Riby - drums
Rich Roberts - piano
Owen Williams Parnell - guitar
Kiayl Bruce - guitar
Tim Chapman - vocals & shaker

Of The Ever Present

And if the textures of the floor are not enough
Then seek all;
Harmonies in the wind,
Shades of the sun,
Dust on the land.
Every breath is exploration,
In my waking dream I find you,
In my sleepy stroll I call you,
Standing catatonic.
Far past the outpost,
In the midnight of winter and loss.

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