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A Gun In Every Home / 001 [Tame The War, Feed The Fire]

A Gun In Every Home

Le Temple Volant

Cut The Cord

Cut the Cord

So Neurotic

Shrink's Couch

"Pollen" will be my next baby to fly the nest on September 24th. Self-recorded, mixed and mastered at home, the track draws influence from 80's new wave, post-punk and disco with lyrics exploring themes of personal identity, sense of belonging and change. The first vocal hook came to me in a dream and I managed to remember it when I woke up. Hit me up if you’d like a download  x

POLLEN
You danced all night, soaked in pollen
Your shadow was more fluid than you
All you want is purity
You chucked it in a line and hoped for the best
It’s a dizzy world, we’re all spinning
If you get to the end, do you get back to the beginning?

I said this wouldn’t affect me, now I’m paralysed
Step into my head and you can analyse this one for me
So far from your paradise
This is too hard to forget, it’s gonna leave a few dents
You got quick eyes and they’re dimming
Your mouth is out of sync and I don’t think you really mean it

Oh how great it feels to be no-one
When my eye twitches, it’s the end of the world
And is it sad to be someone?
When you run your mouth, your breath clears the room
You’ve lost your crowd, they were never loyal anyway
They’re lost in the sound of their own world now
They found their true meaning and learnt it was nothing
It’s a dizzy world, we’re all spinning

You run on bad news, chip shop truths and the blues
We said goodbye to our youth, now we’re long in the tooth
You wanna dance in the flames but you don’t know the truth
Do you still have those nights when your head’s getting loose?

I got a new name, and a character to match
I’ll act it out alone, I won’t tell anyone
Aroused a new feeling and it’s finer than the last
What a fool in this world but a devil in the next
I got a new taste and a badly chosen scent
I got a new dance, and it fixes the past
I’ve seen everything and it’s never gonna last
If you love me then you’ll share my fate
And send a miracle
I’m invisible


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Pollen

Original Adam
Take me in your spare bedroom
We’re swapping atoms
The way he feels
He tastes like apples and venom
He left his mark on me

So surreal
The way this feels
A severance deal
Don’t make this weird

So what now I gotta control myself?
You’re wanting me placid but you know that I’m oceanic
So what now am I supposed to hold myself?
You left your make on me

It so surreal
The way this feels
A severance deal
Don’t make this weird

DONT MAKE THIS WEIRD

2nd single from the EP Afters (to be released in August 2024)

Afters

Afters EP

Utopia

Final track on the EP "You Don't Show Up Anymore"

("You Don’t Show Up Anymore" is the first EP from London-based Synthpop and Dream Pop project Telegraph Hill.
It contains five songs, all of which are catchy and bittersweet and full of twinkly arpeggios and drum machines and echo-drenched vocals and semi-obvious New Order worship. All five songs aim to make you think about your friends, and where they're at, and how come they don't call anymore?
It’s not all a gloomy affair. “Jellyfish” is a bubbly, relaxing pop song, an ode to spending time with someone you care about and imagining yourselves as carefree aquatic creatures. You could also dance to "Good Friends", or the title track, if you really wanted to. Which I hope you do - wait, which *he hopes you do. He's not writing his own press release for this EP, don't worry about it. He's big enough to pay someone to do that for him)

Telegraph Hill - Writer, Synthesiser, Vocals, Percussion, Piano, Mixing, Mastering
Ralph Roberts - Backing vocals (Tracks 1 & 5), Guitar (Tracks 2 & 5)
Zac Richardson - Bass (Tracks 2 &5)
Cover art by Aada Koivuniemi

Gardens

feelings ( edit & speed up )

Neurotic

Prints is all about the thing we leave behind and what will you leave behind after your time is
done.



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