Really nice!!! Everything is nice: lyrics, melody, build up,... Cheers!

Very cool arrangement, with loads of really nice ideas. Really like how you keep building it up

Like A Church Bell On A Sunday

𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 - sʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ

'hey everyone hates you and there not wrong to feel that way'

Tiny Voice

The High Span is a musical project based in Rochester, Kent and features three experienced, yet unjaded, musical souls in Kevin Younger (of Armitage Shanks, Ye Ascoyne d'Ascoynes, Subway Sect, Baby Birkin, The Speed of Sound and others), Mark Aitken (of Ye Ascoyne d'Ascoynes, The Men From Memphis, Bob Collins & The Full Nelson, These Guilty Men and others) and Jimmy Moore (of Pod, One Free Fall and revered Canadian alt-rockers Rusty). Sarah Post also joins them on backing vocals on the album and at live shows too.

The High Span unleashed their Quirky Miniboss Squad EP in August of 2020 (yeah, that year), and managed to grab attention from press and public alike, selected as one of Record Collector's singles of the year.

The High Span’s special blend is one of DIY post-pop jangle and edgier experimental sounds, of lyric-driven guitar-pop and English awkwardness. It's been described as 'sort of suburban Jake Thackray meets Stereolab'.  

The debut long player from The High Span, these thirteen tracks provide a good insight into their buttoned down hive mind, and features some current live favourites, including their take on Brian Potheroe’s ‘Pinball’

The album also includes contributions from Chris de Coulon Berthoud (velophone), Noeleen Beedle (violin) and The Claim’s David Read (acoustic guitar).

Limited to 300 hand-numbered copies, the eighty-second release on Spinout Nuggets, this record will be available via the label, the group and all very good record outlets. 

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Andromeda Jones

《`☆angel vibes☆`》

Lay Me Down - Ari Abdul (Unreleased)

 🎼 World don't revolve around you girl your not the only one 🎼 song by: Odetari

𒈞𖠄 Good Loyal Thots (Sped up)  - Odetari 𖠄𒈞

and anytime you breathe

"G.L.A.M.O.R.O.U.S'

Bass and drums by Dave
Backing vocals by Kate
Speech by Ike
Image by Chris Wormell

All your jackboot walking
It's about enough to make me sick
And you know it's coming 
Ominous, foreboding
Third Reich, second coming
I think the books will burn
As the sheep do flock
The Doomsday Clock goes politic tick tock
As the hourglass empties
Like some hurricane sandy
Down the throat of some detainee
I think the books will burn
I know, I think, it might
I think the books the will burn
The crowd they warm their hands on
On the aforementioned flame
But the heat it giveth
They'll find it reminiscent
Of some Smallpox blankets
They'll find it's a cold, cold flame
I know, I think, it might
I think the books will burn

Politic Tok

Percussion and Keys by https://soundcloud.com/shaemoseley
Bass and Drums by Dave
Backing Vocals by Kate and Olive

I was born a boy without a voice
I was invisible, I was anonymous
I was a blade of grass on the floor of the forest
But it's at night when I come alive
When I close my eyes as the moon does rise
For in my dreams I'm towering
For in the land of Z
I am a king
I protect the meek, I shepherd the sheep
The Monster, he's no match for me
And my weapon of choice, it is my voice
My trills are the sword of some melodic horde
And my song, an atom bomb
I sing to kill the Monster
I sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For in my dreams I'm towering
And I rue the day, when I awake
The people of Z
They live in a pall
That the scantest sound could spark a holocaust
That the smallest speak could wake the beast
But I, I am not afraid
I sing the Monster's name
I sing it out loud like a church bell on a Sunday
Come get a piece, a piece of me
So, the Monster he does rise
He rises for the clash
And he's met with a wall, an avalanche of sharps and flats
It brings the fiend to his knees
And for an encore, I'll unleash such a note
It will free the Z of his scourge for once and all
It's such a scream that it cracks the dream
I sing to kill the Monster
I sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For in my dreams I'm towering
And I rue the day, when I awake
But I, I grow so tired of this silent life
With every little feeling, some secret trapped inside
I want to sing out loud till the mountains fall down
And so, I live for the night
It's my time
Lord, all I want is to forever close my eyes
I want lucidity infinity
I wish the night song
It would last so long 

Lucidity Infinity

Written by Damon Guyett and Zachary Friederich

Vocals and rhythm guitar by Damon 
Lead and bass by Zac
Backing vocals by Kate

I'll mourn the death of us
I'll sing the dirge of our lost love
I'll bury our bones in dirt
And place bouquets at every dusk
And grey the grass does grow
After a time of many months
Our bones, some sickly seed
Our love, a patch of poison earth
 
I never want to see you again
No fake smiles and no need to pretend
Like this all came to some amicable end
I never want to see you again

In time the wound will scar
The blood will dry upon my heart
But now I cauterize 
With some strange girl I met last night
And drink to fall asleep
I hope I've had too much to dream
Just the thought brings aftershocks
Our love, the quake that broke my heart

I never want to see you again
No fake smiles and no need to pretend
Like this all came to some amicable end
I never want to see you again

I Never Want To See You Again (Naked House)

Sounds by Dave, Kate, and Zac

Lover, your hands are all full of rain 
And they drip from the tip like a branch in the spring
My feather of a song, how it does long
For just the touch of the tip of your fingers to my lips
Brother, you stood as tall as the pines
As the skyscrapers do, they hold up the blue
And you pushed up the sun, everyday at the dawn
All the way across the sky until you fell right into the night
August missed June
She left him too soon
He said, I will wait for you
They were divided by the fourth of July
He said, I will wait for you
How I thirst for September first
He said, I will wait for you
For you, June, my dear
August missed June
She left him too soon
He said, I will wait for you
For you, June, my dear

As The Skyscrapers Do

Sounds by Zac, Dave, Kate, and Olive

Sometimes I just can't believe my own eyes
Who's the man in the mirror in disguise
I know it can't be me
How'd I get so lucky
Maybe it's just a fountain full of pennies
Or maybe it's the stars when they're shooting
Or maybe it's cause I spend my time
Just blowing dandelions
Never before have I known this more than now
That home is not a place
It's wherever I'm with you
Should I count my blessings, the number is too high
You would have to be an Einstein
To solve this mystery
You'll need a smarter man than me
How'd I end up with her, she's so fine
She's sweeter than the whites from the river Rhine
I feel as if it's Christmas eve
And I just won the lottery
Never before have I known this more than now
That home is not a place
It's wherever I'm with you
Sometimes I just can't believe my own eyes
Who's the man in the mirror in disguise
I know it can't be me
How'd I get so lucky
Maybe it's just a fountain full of pennies
Or maybe it's the stars when they're shooting
Or maybe it's cause I spend my time
Just blowing dandelions
Maybe it's cause I spend my time
Just blowing dandelions
Maybe it's cause I spend my time
Just blowing dandelions

Blowing Dandelions

Sounds by Zac, Dave, and Kate
Painting by Peggy Worthington

Danny was a soldier 
He fought in one of those "Great Wars" and he always found that such a strange choice of words
Completely absurd
But Danny, he was lucky
He made it back to Marin county 
To the land where the sun kissed the grape like the lover does the nape
Now, Danny and his best friends
They fancied themselves noble men, like some knights of a round table of yore
And they killed time trading stories of the war
Well, Danny and his tapestry
He could weave them like nobody and he'd always leave you begging for more
Even though you've probably heard it before
There's not a finer man you will ever meet
His heart was as golden as the girls on the beach
So they lionize
They pass the wine
They kill the time
They lead that glorious life of the noblest knights
Now, a knight craves adventure
Some search for some great treasure and everyday was a quest just to find
A gallon of wine
And these men, they were moral
They were true blue as the pillar and they lived by the strictest of codes
To never drink alone
Those wars, you know that they leave
Those wounds that you just don't see
So they cauterize
They kill the wine
They pass the time
They do what they gotta do to get through the night
California, I lie in your wake
And I bathe in the blood of the grape

As The Skyscrapers Do

Zachary Friederich

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