So what’s the use? No matter how hard I try. There’s no cutting loose from this hopeless situation when all our hands are tied. As I gaze across the room I know before too long I’ll soon be heading for the door. (So let me out). As these walls become our tomb I know there’ll come a time when I can’t trust you anymore. So we wait for this moment to arrive. Take me out
of here ‘cause I can’t breathe. Asphyxiated by these memories gone by. Make your observations as you leave. Try to escape it but these sedatives inside won’t save me now. Give me time to think. I’ve got so lost along the way. That I’m beginning to sink. Now I’m heading deeper and this summit’s growing steeper as we wait. Look around; there’s nothing left here anymore for you and I. (Just look around). And tell me what we’re supposed to feel as we
say goodbye.
Great album by very old friends (and more recently touring buddies), Tree House Fire. Oozing with summery goodness and positive vibes, would recommend this to absolutely anyone. The JB Conspiracy
Raging Ska Punk record by our touring buds from across the Channel, P.O. Box. Politically driven, angry, fast, and generally awesome. The JB Conspiracy
YEEEES!
YEEEES!
Twenty years later than I would have liked, but hells yes! I stumbled upon "No manners in Ireland" yesterday, cueing the easiest binge buy in a while. This is a nice blend of skillful instrumentalism, great lead voice and good tunes. The old Toasters / Madness / Bosstones fan in me is bouncing off the ceiling again. Thank you for that. You seem to be gathering steam as well. Here's to a long run! raphaelhythlodai