Calling

「Calling」 by  PATRICK FUZZ

I made this for my little sister; it's a string of cameos about the town where we were born and raised - a suburb of Newcastle Upon Tyne.  Low income, but real world, real people, real troubles, real joy, real love, real communities, real humour, real music, real life.  All in gloriously rough 1960's industrial working class North East England monochrome.

For those of you not from that part of the world, lyric translations back to English are available upon request. :)

Started as a scribble, pretended to be a poem for a while, then I decided to noodle along and then.....  Ah, you know how it is.....in Byker town.
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Byker Town

Wallpaper of steam trains
Where the sweeping headlights sprawled
‘Cross the ceiling to the old piano
Up against my bedroom wall
In ‘67 the lid came down
Never played again so fair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Cross the bridge to get to school
Rope swings underneath
Bull’s eyes from the slaughterhouse 
Bombed out rail yard stark relief
Billy Smart’s big top’s coming down
But I don’t care
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Stench of old men in the Raby Arms
A bottle of dog to take back yem
Dominos and baccy tins
Were all that mattered way back then
Every retail product to be found
In Ernie’s shop just six foot square
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Quayside Sunday mornings
Champion, just the job
A week of meat to feed the bairns
For only fower bob
Scranshins from the chippy van ‘round
The side door of the Mayfair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Sent out on the Wednesday
In Charlie Shepherd’s finest rags
Over to the smokies
To get free broken kippers by the bag
Dad got paid when Thursday came around
Treats for us to share
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Front step full of babbies
Grazed knees on skinny legs
Back lane rows of nappies
Her face is full of wooden pegs
He’s on the dole no work to be found
Torn bookie slips by his chair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Nets twitching down the road
Never washed in years
Kids with mucky faces 
Almost clean behind the ears
Never seem to have a frown
Owning only what they wear
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Give up all the baggage I’ve got now
Of life in disrepair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Byker Town

wired to the moon

Single from album CHROMAZONES out now https://chromadome.bandcamp.com/album/chromazones

Longyearbyen

Dive Into

Inugami - beloved dog spirit.

Skywards photo taken by Orange Peel holding space for us at exactly the time Wolfhound Lulubelle passed to the other side peacefully.

Inugami

Having washed his soul in the River, the main character from my last song has now become a better Man, well nearly a better man. When you listen to the lyrics i think we may all agree that he might have to make a visit back to the River ..pretty soon.

Used the same guitar as the last time, added some distortion to the lead guitar to add dynamics at the chorus and introduced an acoustic guitar in the Right speaker with the bridge pick up guitar in the left speaker, sort of spreads the sound, I loosened the snare on the  snare drum to get more of a rattle and pumped up the kick a bit. Hope you like it ..All you sinners .

Written, played and produced by: The sinner Johnny Mc Farlane.

A Better Man

Kit: Hammerhead, volca fm, uKORG, Jamstik, Air (eno), Teraverse, SynthMaster One, Logic Pro X.

Acknowledgements:
Vocals - 
(1) Modified excerpts from “I Am Stretched On Your Grave” traditional 17th century Irish folk song (unknown) sung by queeniemusic (Kimberly Steele) (2009). Licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution (4.0) license (CC-BY).
(2) Field recordings from Valencia. Hotel rooftop bar guitar duo, church choir, accordion busker, people.

Cover Art - Detail from “Far from here” by Klara Kristalova, which features “Beast” (2019) and “Watching the sleeping woman [after Rousseau]” (2017).

Stretched On Your Grave (ft. queeniemusic)

Object

A rock song about a man searching for his true direction in life. 
Songwriting, 6 and 12 string guitars, and vocal - Rich O'Brien
Bass - David Hynes
Drum Track and Mastering - Roy Blake
AI Imagery - Rich O'Brien

If you would like to see something of the development of this song, please check out this solo acoustic version on Youtube www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rFXkvtoJqg.

For You And You Alone

World is sick !  Everything becomes a battlefield ... on a paradise ! Violence and disrespect everywhere, for everything... in the street, at school, in hospitals, in stadiums, on the road, at borders, on TV, in the cinema, against people nature and the planet... Stop ! There is no planet B. On its ruins, we can play the horn, no one will come !

「Calling」 by PATRICK FUZZ

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