Out Of Time

Unspoken Geometries

Slow Dark Silk

Beyond

Originally recorded in 2011 for a promo compilation CD (those were still in use, albeit declining)

Uploaded on request.

Art - vocals
Ed - guitars
Tom (me) - bass
Winric - drums

We were at the height of our career with regular gigs (well, every other month or so, but they were tons of fun) - the track art is AI generated but really bears semblance to our singer at the time!

The singer and I later played together in Playground, later Mistaken Saints, later Laybow, until he moved to start a family in some backward place called Almere (whoever the F ever wants to live there is beyond anyone's guess)

Oh, I do get to take credit for writing the MUSIC to the song and most of the UMF songs all in all. Of course the creativity of the other members cannot be understated, either. We were a band, a true one.

It ended in 2012 after a falling out between Ed and Winric over the future of the band.

Tjarda Muziekcentrum 2011

Dirt

Deep South Roads

Acoustic version recorded by - https://patrickspence-lewis.com/
Feel free to let me know which you prefer!

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The Amateur (Acoustic Version)

Inspired by a painting I saw in a Dundee gallery called Christ and the two Disciples on the Way to Emmaus. What got me was the look of astonishment on the disciples faces as they realised their travelling companion was the resurrected Christ.

Road to Emmaus

Road to Emmaus (acoustic)

remix (remax?) of this great track https://soundcloud.com/scopeotaku/night-train-to-central

night train to central (muterial dystopia remix)

scopeotaku - night train to central (muterial dystopia remix)

The search for a more peaceful existence away from the commotion, corrupt or not, of society.

Let Me Go

It's Not A Straight Line - Jamie Rhind

lyrics

once upon a time I'd be elated 
to round up any critics of my health
I'd tongue tie them in rhymes deliberating
now I'm just a shadow of myself

and I'm sorry if my mind don't welcome change
with open arms I watched her just walk away
but sorry don't seem to hard a word to say

once upon a time my gun was loaded
worn love like a medal round my chest
but someplace down the line my mind castrated
considered Turing it upon myself

and I'm sorry if my mind don't welcome change
with open arms I watched her just walk away
but sorry don't seem to hard a word to say

I wandered patiently awaiting her return
but my footsteps fell short
I ran quite hopelessly up to the emergency
of the womb where once she lay

once upon a time when I was reeling
In so many fish for hours of feast
I never thought that famine would believe me
if out for her one day I'd have to reach

and I'm sorry if my mind don't welcome change
with open arms I watched her just walk away
but sorry don't seem too hard a word to say
 

cheers for stopping by and listening, always greatly appreciated 👍

Beyond

Foresto