All the things played scrappily by me apart from some trombone on one of them which is Will "bone boy" Osborne.

Apples on the ground

Hangabout

Jungle colours

tonight you belong to me (nancy sinatra)

bluffing

I don’t wanna come to the phone 
I don’t wanna hear your voice 
I don’t wanna know that you exist 
But I’ve got no choice 
I’ve said I’m bad at communication
You still seem not to care 
I don’t wanna live with guilt and hesitation
I don’t wanna live 
I don’t have the space in my brain
I don’t have the space in my soul
If you’re not in the corner of my eye 
Never met you before 
I’m tired of keeping on top of the phone line
The phone line is a fault line
Makes me hate myself 
I know you’re just trying to see that I’m alive 
I’m alive, I’m alive! 
I’m alive, I’m alive! 
I’m just trying to live my life 
I don’t wanna talk to no one 
I don’t wanna hear that I’ve been wrong 
I don’t wanna know 
I don’t. want. to know 
I don’t 
Want
Want to know 
Want 
Want to know 
I’m drawing a line 
Over the phone line 
Over my free time 
My free time is precious, it’s fragile 
It’s fragile 
And it’s mine 
It’s mine 
It’s mine 
It’s mine

Don’t call me on the phone improv.m4a

Ten minutes til my bus 
I haven’t been inspired in 6 months 
There’s nothing inside me, I know 
I’ve got to be out the door
Right now but I will ignore 
Like the sound of us not working out 
I’ve got too good at ignoring things
I’ve got too good at going to work and then to sleep
There’s a part of me that isn’t there 
But there’s a part of me that doesn’t care 
They say boredom is dangerous, it’s dangerous 
Requires a tragedy to pull you out again 
I don’t want to be a tragedy 
But I just need a taste 
I just need a taste 
There’s so much already going on around, around around me
I’ll keep on going 
I’ll keep on singing 
We’re doing a tribute band for Halloween 
And I haven’t felt any more not myself 
Since before I found myself 
Well I’d better leave to get the bus 
I’ve got to go to work

Vices

joe farrow

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