Photography – Music – Words – Craft
Quis custodiet Ipsos custodes?
As I’m about to upgrade my computer I thought I’d put some hoarded material online. Rough and ready (probably). Five to start with and many more to come.
Testing a new audio player2022
We are men of the millennium
We lie and we cheat
We can’t find our way
So we use who we meet
There’s nothing we can’t do
Nothing we can’t take
So we’ll eat you
Steal what we can’t make
Pollute what is pure
Rape all we find
Taking from the poor
Stealing from the blind
Time has made us cruel
We feel so strong
Hatred is our fuel
Our reason is so wrong
Nothing we can’t do
No one we can’t hate
We can’t turn back
It’s just too late
Reaching for stars
Crippled by fear
Falling to Earth
Our time is near
Lyrics by Paul Toohill
Life support is falling
Ground control isn’t calling
Time is passing slowing down
Oxygen is running out
Sirens sound a warning
So clear this morning
Batteries about to die
So blue the sky
Flying high no way down
The stars my crown
My life machine
My glory obscene
All I see is open sky
All I need is why
Diagnosis deception
It screams rejection
My lights they flicker
Descent is quicker
Destiny is coming down
No chance to turn around
Controls no response
See me just once
White light in my face
Impact my embrace
Flashing light
Heart beat getting faster
Cold fear is my master
Cold sweat kills my time
All my readings flatline
Flatline!
Lyrics by Paul Toohill
Welcome to a new mini album to bring in the end of this “interesting” year. There are 5 new tracks and 3 old demos from the archives. Some of the tracks can be downloaded for free, others for a small fee, or all 8 tracks can be yours for the price of a couple of cups of tea, or coffee.
Merch over here: teespring.com/coresect-that-which-hides
Keep your head up, see you next year!
This is the album done to celebrate Paul Bower’s life and influence on the Sheffield music scene. All the artists on the album donated a 2 minute and 30 second track for a total of 23 tracks, of course. All proceeds go to the Sheffield Cat Shelter, so it’s for a good cause. I came up with the graphics, using Paul’s artwork, and have a track on the compilation. Adi Newton of Clock DVA is also on there.
Here’s to you, Paul.
Hypnos, Latin Somnus, Greco-Roman god of sleep. Hypnos was the son of Nyx (Night) and the twin brother of Thanatos (Death). In Greek myth he is variously described as living in the underworld or on the island of Lemnos ( according to Homer) or (according to Book XI of Ovid’s Metamorphoses) in a dark, musty cave in the land of the Cimmerians, through which flowed the waters of Lethe, the river of forgetfulness and oblivion. Hypnos lay on his soft couch, surrounded by his many sons, who were the bringers of dreams. Chief among them were Morpheus, who brought dreams of men; Icelus, who brought dreams of animals; and Phantasus, who brought dreams of inanimate things.