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1,2,3,4!

Autobiograpical innit?

Wrote this in Nathaniel’s bedroom which may be why it become something about the 4 of us.

Last week in wet October me and Laurie, (or possibly Laurie and I) did the video, having gone through one phone and 2 cameras I finally figured out we could yank the computer about  on extension lead and do the stop motion like that. A lot of it worked pretty well and some of it didn’t but that all got cut!

it’s available at https://vincentburke.bandcamp.com/track/1234

and here are the words for the hard of hearing:

1,2,3,4!

I’m
just no good
I can’t sing
I can’t chop wood
friends cast me out
but I’ve got1,2,3,4
something to be sure about
early combinations led me to a cold war
I’m in
I’m ready to begin
something to be sure about

I
can’t be found
all my hits
go underground
file them away
because I got

1,2,3,4
something to be sure about
early combinations led me to a cold war
I’m in
I’m ready to begin
something to be sure about

I didn’t know too much about the world before
I used to sit at home and observe the floor
I want more

so here I am
here’s my wife
here’s my pram
time slips away

but I got
1,2,3,4
something to be sure about
early combinations led me to a cold war
I’m in
I’m ready to begin
something to be sure about.

credits

released October 29, 2019

track 1: ready

Vince_CD_book_HIGH-2– this is me and my sister buried in the sand at bantham beach, devon quite a long time ago.

I thought ready made sense as track 1 – it’s quite fast and it starts with me very young

in a dream I used to have.

In the dream I’m on a swing; I swing forward and back as the frame gets bigger and bigger  until I’m sweeping forwards and back again over the roof of our house;

it keeps getting  bigger,

until I’m sweeping high up into clouds and down across whole counties.

I can feel the wind on my face and arms,

until I know I on the next downward sweep won’t be able to hang on any longer;

I grip tight to the chains but as I fly forward gripping, I’m catapulted away through the sky and …

I wake up.

well; I changed it to a bike but you get the idea, a boy wakes up in bed and wonders where he’s going…

the sound affects at the beginning are the bike running and taking flight away from the world. The rest is me looking around my room wondering what I will be, as the lights of cars sweep oblong shadows under my curtains and across the ceiling.

Actually the last time I ever had that dream,I fell from the sky and  bounced  into a big stack of hay

so that’s all right then; never had it again.

the track’s available via

https://vincentburke.bandcamp.com

or if you want the album with pictures and stuff,  e-mail me vncntburke@yahoo.co.uk

next time track 2!

 

 

he paid to have himself murdered – from the album ‘over here in the trees’

ah –  track 2 from the album ‘he paid to have himself murdered’

Vince_CD_book_HIGH-3

it’s not autobiographical

if you want it to download and can’t wait for the whole album it’s here!  he paid to have himself murdered

or if you want to see a dodgy and distracting video for the hard of hearing https://www.powtoon.com/c/djcdJEIOXd7/2/m

(it’s not the youtube one – it’s different!)