Entries 2021

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Song 1

Copyright Dr Gonaz 2021
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“Hey is that Phil” -  “Yeh three litre capri” -  “Doctor Gonaz”…

Cats only Meow at humans
Cheese existed before written language
“It’s all true”
“Check it on the internet”
NUGGETS OF INFORMATION!

 (Chorus)
 Nuggets of information
 That’s why I’m here today
 Nuggets of information 
 For only one day
 Ohh Unbelievable nuggets!

Approximately forty thousand Americans are injured by toilets every year
Proxima Centauri is the closest star to the earth
Nope, It’s the Sun!
“It’s all true”
“Check it on the internet”
NUGGETS OF INFORMATION!

 (Chorus)

Cabbage walkers actually exist
People in Beijing take cabbages for walks on strings
A Dog swallowed sixty-four and a half socks in Oregon
Oh yes, the first bus to be powered by human excrement ran from Bristol to Bath
On the number two route!
Butterflies taste with their feet
“It’s all true”
“Check it on the internet”
INFO NUGGETS!

 (Chorus)

Leonard Nimoy’s two Autobiography’s are called
I am not Spock, and I am Spock
Yes everybody!
The blob of toothpaste that sits on your toothbrush has a name
It’s called a nurdle
Yes, it is!
“It’s all true”
“Check it on the internet”
NUGGETS OF INFORMATION!

 (Chorus)

Friends and fans of Nuggets
(introductions)
“These Nuggets are Unbelievable!”

Song 2

Copyright Andrew Doorbar 2021 
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If I were a Blackbird, I’d sing clearly to you.
I’d watch through the glass as you started to rise.
I’d drop to the sill as you open your eyes.
And if a smile should meet me, a single word to greet me. I’d cry here.

If I were a Blackbird, I’d be always near you.
I’d follow you wherever you would go.
I’d watch from the leaves as you rested below.
And if the wind should take you, a cruel hand to break you. I’d cry here.

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Andrew is a stay at home dad who moved to Stroud 7 years ago. He has been playing guitar and writing songs since he was a teenager. Over the years he has been in various bands and performing solo in his hometown of Stoke-on-Trent, and later in Cardiff.

Song 3

Copyright Cindy Jefferies and Gavin Landless 2021
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Dawn is coming though the clouds are low.
My spirits have been lifting but I'm feeling so so.
The wind has fled but my cheeks are wet,
Remembering yesterday and what you didn't get.

(Chorus)

So wait for the sun, don't tell me you're leaving
Don't play the card you might regret dealing.
Wait for the sun, there's nothing more cheering.
Just wait for the sun.

Blackcaps are singing, this is their home.
Foxes are excavating the dark garden loam.
They are staying, while you mean to go.
I'm entwined with you now so please let us grow.

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

When the sun rises and shines on our bed, 
Don't you feel happy, as if there's much more to be said?
Our story's not been written, don't leave yet.
Say our love isn't something you can easily forget.

(Chorus)

(Outro)

Just wait for the sun
Wait for the sun
Just wait for the sun
Oh-oh just wait for the sun

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The lyrics were written by Cindy Jefferies, who has lived in Stroud for over a decade. They were inspired by what was going on in her garden during Spring 2020. The music was written by her son, Gavin Landless who lives New York. Wait for the Sun was worked on by Cindy and Gavin by email and Zoom calls and has now entered the repertoire of Gavin's band, Dram Fools.

Song 4

Copyright Mark and Onika Venus 2021
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You close the door you say to me “This time we’ll wipe the slate clean”
I didn’t have much but I showed you how to live like a King.
You took my heart when we were young
Forever you say you say you’ll give me
Love not a choice getting messy at times
So why did you fail me
The lines not broken
My hearts still open
But if you keep shaking one day I will break

I don’t want no other love
Your the only love for me
I’m losing breath that hold up these four walls of me
But if my love’s not enough
Then I’ll watch you walk away
While I’m standing here
Counting drops of rain

You are the root that’s holding me
The rip in my heart it’s bleeding
It hurt me so to hear that what we got you don’t want no more
That foolish pride and all the lies
That they fill your head with
I’m sure in time you will see
My love’s what keeping me

The lines not broken
My hearts still open
But if you keep shaking one day I will break

I don’t want no other love
Your the only love for me
I’m losing breath that hold up these four walls of me
But if my love’s not enough
Then I’ll watch you walk away
While I’m standing here counting drops of rain

Tell Me Why You’re Leaving
Tell Me Why You’re Leaving
Tell Me Why You’re Leaving
Was my love never enough
My love never enough

Tell Me Why You’re Leaving
Tell Me Why You’re Leaving
Tell Me Why You’re Leaving
Was my love never enough
My love never enough

All the talk you talk
All the talk you talk boy

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This is the Second Track on the Onika Venus Album 'Everything You Are' Recorded at 'Up The Lane Recordings'. You can hear more of the Onika Venus Album 'Everything You Are' at Onikavenus.bandcamp.com

Song 5

Copyright Andrew Yerbury 2021
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Feeling low where do I go
you hold my hand and everything's alright
i lived my life with not much to show
and you came along and now I feel brand new

I cant wait till you're right here by my side and I cant wait till another day just goes by
on and on time goes by but the nights still young lets do this right!

Hold me hold me until I lose control its not the end no were just at the the start
hold me hold me
hold me hold me
all you gotta do is x2

you opened up my mind again and kept me sane drown out my pain
my life just aint the same no no I'm still around and its down to you

I cant wait till you're right here by my side and i cant wait till another day just goes by
on and on time goes by but the nights still young lets do this right!

Hold me hold me until I lose control its not the end no were just at the the start
hold me hold me
hold me hold me
all you gotta do is x2

hold on don't let go its love that i feel never felt that it was real
hold on don't let go its love that i feel never felt that it was real
all you gotta do is x5

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https://www.instagram.com/man_like_bro/
Born in South Africa, Andrew has lived in Stroud since 2002. His sound is unique and he has various styles. This song was written and recorded during the first wave of the pandemic and centres on keeping people close. 

Song 6

Copyright Lily B 2021
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And when I come home to you
I see a different point of view 
The last time I saw you 
My ever changing man 

Etc.

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Song written by Lily B.
Recorded acapella on iPhone, music added after by Dakjo (sonic surf club - Stroud).

https://youtube.com/user/jalan73

Song 7

Copyright Jon Collins & Dom Manning 2021
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They’re shouting, they’re shouting. They scream, they seethe, believing they perceive: got to join in, got to join in. 
They’re watching, they’re watching from beneath, underneath, somewhere in the deep: they won’t join in, they won’t join in. 
Filling time, filling space, leaving no tracks, leaving no trace, got to join in, got to join in! 
Talking, talking, squawking, squawking, forming clauses, choosing voices, making noise but they won’t join in, they won’t join in. 
Did you? Did you? Did you rise, above? Or did you? Did you? Did you descend, beneath? Beneath? 
Patterns of dissent, shape-shifting agendas, contradictions within dilemmas, cyclic corroboration in the echo chamber. 
You were never wrong; I was never wrong. Not once, not ever: you and I were never wrong.

Up in the rafters, beneath the floors, there they hide, below the streets of noise. Words nobody said, unspoken choices; screams that can’t be heard, the silenced voices. 
Sound leaves silhouettes, imperceptible, vacuum vessels, where thoughts fester: a petri dish for the unpalatable, isolation creating the contemptible. 
Tell me that you’re right!  Tell me that you’re strong! Tell me that you care, tell me that you’re wrong. 
Tell me that you’re right, tell me that you’re strong? Tell me that you care, tell me that you’re wrong…   

Dark spaces resonate with careful annotations; never going to deviate from mass-produced intentions. 
Don't create, concatenate, don’t become the exception to the norm; don’t debate, regurgitate: the hive mind is a swarm. 
Never concentrate on what isn’t being said, never quite alive, never quite dead… 
We wait, we contemplate, we bide our time, hoping for a moment they will fall out of the line. 
Hoping they can grasp the nettle, find their mettle and demonstrate just how individual they are, but they never get very far…

The world moves on, and so do we: all dressed up without a party left to join. 
Our purpose cast aside, purloined by those who had not the slightest intent to stick with what they meant, back then.

So, we inebriate ourselves with colourful fictions. Even as they die, we argue the toss, impressing with our diction. 
As we deliberate, play buzzword bingo with irrelevancies, even as they die, we wave our logical fallacies. 
Even as they die, even as they die, it's never going to matter. 
It's never going to matter; it's never going to matter.

Exasperation, condemnation, emotions laced with notions of nation, swimming in an ocean of contradiction. 
We are all so very right, but yet still wrong: if a point is proven, best not linger for too long, cause if things go the other way, we won't know what to say. 

And the silences look on, all meaning long denied, conclusions cast aside but it's never going to matter.
Together we’ll make a new world, together we’ll make a new world, together we’ll make a new world

In a s**t strewn field, we pick up the cards and watch them flutter to the grimy ground.

Switch it off, shut the box, press the button. Just turn it bloody off

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The song is about The Silences — which takes the idea of, what if the things we don’t say were entities in themselves, which were waiting and hoping for a chance to speak? What if, all those nothings were quietly wishing they could have a voice as well?

Song 8

Copyright Tom Percival 2021
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You come this way, intent to take tomorrow.
A prize that we all know will fade away,

Because the journey’s end could be around the corner,
Of each day, of each day

It seems as though you’re waiting for tomorrow,
But Tomorrow never comes
You wait, you work, you beg, you steal, you borrow,
But Tomorrow never comes

So well prepared, we brace for disappointment,
Set up upon the plans of yesterday,

As time will bend and dance and twist around us,
And we sway. And we sway

It seems as though you’re waiting for tomorrow,
But Tomorrow never comes
You wait, you work, you beg, you steal, you borrow,
But Tomorrow never comes
But Tomorrow never comes

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Tom Percival is a Stroud based children's author and illustrator with a keen interest in songwriting and music production. This song is about those times when you're trying to get 'something' to happen (whatever that 'something' may be) and how life and time can seem to conspire against you to leave you exactly where you were before you put all the effort in, and in some instance, worse off. So yeah, not exactly a hands in the air, party-starter.

This song was written and recorded by Tom in his home studio with him playing any other instruments as over-dubs. Any digital elements and all production work was done in Ableton Live.

Song 9

Copyright Mr Marko's Outer Space Emporium 2021
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Feel the missing love,
Fill the world with light,
From the valley circus,
To the state of play -
Play!

Through the truth in words
Spoken in the way
All of your dance moves
Want to see them again
Some day - 

In the valley circus
That is ours today
Juggling all our lives 
Clowning through the way
Hey hey

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The song is about missing and fantasising when it will be ok to mix with all in the community of Stroud I know and love again. 

From a lockdown point of view - missing the 5 "valley circus" and all it entails.

Song 10

Copyright Joel Schueler 2021
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She hurt me like a curse
She hurt me, could be worse.
(Money, Money, Money) No Heart x2

I’m heavy like a stone
She cut me, kill me so
(Money, Money, Money) No Heart x2

Oh whoa oh oh, oh whoa oh, oh whoa
Oh whoa oh, oh whoa

In the helicopter, freshly caught lobster
Filling up his heart’s desire
Whistling ceilings, waiting for a screening
Wondering if she’s going to hire

She hurt me like a curse
She hurt me, could be worse.(Money, Money, Money) No Heart x2

Oh whoa oh oh, oh whoa oh, oh whoa
Oh whoa oh, oh whoa

And all the times you hurt me
Hate myself, hate myself
All the times you hurt me

She’s heavy like a stone

And now my head’s up
Not no crying shame
Give you the gift of
Knowing our heads can be the same

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Singer-Songwriter at © Sub Max Records
Author of the number one international bestseller:
Jim & Martha: A Novel on Eco Living
http://viewbook.at/jimmartha
&
The number one national bestseller:
Love Your Fear: A Quick Self-Help Guide to Managing Anxiety
http://viewbook.at/loveyourfear

Joel Schueler’s work appears in over ten countries in over fifty publications including Pennsylvania Literary Journal, London Poetry Magazine & The Brasilia Review. From London and now living in Stroud, he has a BA(Hons) in English Literature & Creative Writing from the University of Wales, Aberystwyth.
https://www.joelschueler.com
https://www.instagram.com/joelschueler_writer
https://www.twitter.com/JoelSchueler
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Song 11

Copyright Jerome 2021
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{creeeeeeeeeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyyy song          does       not                   hav          anyyyyyy      lyyyyrrrrriiiccs}

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I think makin songs iz veery good!

Song 12

Copyright The Peekies 2021
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Once our love soared, like a bird on the wing
Heads open wide, with hearts that could sing
Each morning fresh, like the first day of spring
No shadow of pain the future would bring

Chorus
Like sand held in our fingers, it slipped away
Where it went who can say
The place where love once blossomed, a perfect rose
Now lies abandoned and a cold wind blows

Memories fade as time wends its way
Cuts turn to scars with the passing of the days
The tears and the hurt get easier to hide
But somewhere deep inside, a part of us has died

Chorus

Yet in our quieter moments, hope creeps in
To light the flame of hope that love may come again
To fill our hearts with joy, and heal our woes
And warm again the place where the cold wind blows

Instrumental

Once our love soared, like a bird on the wing
Heads open wide, with hearts that could sing
Each morning fresh, like the first day of spring
No shadow of pain the future would bring

Chorus

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The Peekies are Stroud-based acoustic duo Chris Fry and Christina Snell. Best known for their sweet harmonies, they play a mixture of original material and unique cover arrangements. They released their first album "Smoking Fish" in 2020 and are currently working on a follow-up. www.thepeekies.co.uk

Song 13

Copyright Stuart Earl 2021
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Sunlight hits the wall
The shadows start to fall
the clouds get in the way
and make them go away

It aint over till its over
and it aint over now
It might be hard to take
If this old heart should break
but it aint over now

I was lonely long ago
with a girl I never told her so 
We fell apart, I just let her go
Now the shadows they just overgrow

It aint over till its over
and it aint over now
It might be hard to take
If this old heart should break
but it aint over now

and you go on somehow
breaking lovers, breaking vows
keep the good ones, let the others go
your hearts the only one to know

It aint over till its over
and it aint over now
It might be hard to takeIf this old heart should break
but it aint over now

It aint over till its over
and it aint over now
It might be hard to take
If this old heart should break
but it aint over now

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IT AIN'T OVER by Stuart Earl, taken from the album COWBOY STATE OF MIND.
www.earlmusic.co.uk

Stuart Earl is a singer/songwriter living in and around Stroud for 20 years.
He has released 4 albums, the latest being COWBOY STATE OF MIND in July 2020.
Stuart has received acclamation from many song competitions in the UK and Internationally, including the prestigeous International Song Competition (ISC) where he has reached the Winners and the Semi-Finalist (x2) categories.

Song 14

Copyright Lisa Fitzgibbon 2021
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It’s 3am, I’m awake again, again
Rising calms the pain
Inside my head sweet refrain
Calls my name, calls my name, calls my name.

Take me to the water
Take me to the sea
I’m drifting in disorder
I can feel it washing      over me
But I’m not awake
& I’ll never sleep
Until I feel the water 
Wash over me       

It’s cold downstairs
Amongst the smells & sleeping sounds
Is my whole world staring at me
I fetch some coal and stoke the fire
Find my coat & step outside
Calls my name, calls my name, calls my name.

Take me to the water
Take me to the sea
I’m drifting in disorder
I can feel it washing      over me
But I’m not awake
& I’ll never sleep
Until I feel the water 
Wash over me       

The moon she wains
& Lights the way from my back garden
Guiding me up Catswood Lane
Song Thrush leads me on
Down the valley, to the pond
Calls my name, calls my name, calls my name.

Take me to the water
Take me to the sea
I’m drifting in disorder
I can feel it washing      over me
But I’m not awake
& I’ll never sleep
Until I feel the water 
Wash over me       

Wash over me… 
It’s misty by the village pond
I climb the fence and carry on
Towards the reeds where willows drape
The rising sound as dawn awakes
I give my skin unto the air
Remove my shoes, untie my hair
The water starts, then sooths the pain
Inside my head one last refrain      
Calls my name, calls my name, calls my name.

Take me to the water
Take me to the sea
I’m drifting in disorder
I can feel it washing      over me
But I’m not awake
& I’ll never sleep
Until I feel the water 
Wash over me

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'The Death of Florence Tuck' is the 2nd song in the Down in the Valley Song-Cycle inspired by the picturesque Slad Valley in the Cotswolds: https://www.downinthevalley.co.uk

This song-cycle is composed by Stroud-based singer/songwriter Lisa Fitzgibbon and is informed by the life and work of local writer and poet Laurie Lee, whose writing explored our relationship with nature and the importance of community.

In the book ‘Cider with Rosie’ Laurie Lee writes of the tragic suicide of Elcombe resident Miss Flynn.   She was   found, drowned, floating in the village pond in the early hours of Monday 17th April 1922.
Miss Flynn was Florence Tuck. 

You can see and hear more about the writing of this song, and the story of Florence Tuck here: https://www.downinthevalley.co.uk/the-death-of-florence-tuck

Song 15

Copyright Johnnie Ha Ha 2021
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If we met on a train, I wouldn’t know your past
I wouldn’t know your name, first or last
And yet the little girl on the pile of bricks
Stands guard for our misdemeanors
While the little boy with his dirty nails
Won’t let suspicion come between us
The future’s bright, the future’s disposable
The past is dark and so incomprehensible

Face on a train, in the freezing winter rain
You’re just a face on a train. Will I ever see you again 

Speeding through Belgium, a cross for me but a blur to you
A station inside a Wallonian wasteland, a waste of life for two
Little Helga on the pile of bricks
Stands guard for our misdemeanors
While little Klaus with his dirty nails
Won’t let suspicion come between us
The future’s bright, the future’s disposable
The past is dark and so incomprehensible

Face on a train, in the freezing winter rain
You’re just a face on a train. Will I ever see you again

An onward train to Berlin, where does it start and where does it end?
And now the walls are crumbling, it’s not my fault, my Teutonic friend
Cologne or the Rhine, will it wash away my sins
A cathedral spire, the land of my fathers and European twins
No more little girl on the pile of bricks
Standing guard for our misdemeanors
No little boy with dirty nails
And now suspicion’s thick between us
The future’s bright, the future’s disposable
The past is dark and so incomprehensible

Face on a train, in the freezing winter rain
You’re just a face on a train. Will I ever see you again 

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The song’s lyrics were inspired by a Trans-European train trip my songwriter pal Ed went on a few years back, with all the Cold War imagery and brief human connections we make on our travels.

I was a founder member and drummer for Alien Sex Fiend the punk goth band back in the 80s and Eddie is one off my oldest friends, we started school together.

https://www.youtube.com/user/Johnniehaha/videos

Song 16

Copyright Layman 2021
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They say money is the route of all evil, and I ain’t got none, I’m telling you I ain’t got none, 
We don’t need it, we don’t need no drama, we don’t need it, trying to find another dollar.

It’s all about the bling, people killin for the thing, your life ain’t precious like the diamond in your ring, people want papers to give them some status, and a little hiatus, from the shhhh they are faced with, Tryina get wages to see different places, whiles somes love for money got them locked up in cages, amazing what people will do for a payslip, me, I’m livin humble and I’ve learnt to embrace it, man it really ain’t my place say shhhh, but the world seems out of balance with wealth and who tastes it, it’s crazy some people can’t afford the very basics while others paying millions for holidays on spaceships, seems like the more you have the more you need, I’d like to succeed but I don’t like greed, it’s not a capitalist or a communist agenda, it’s just clear to see things could be a bit fairer,

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In Layman's Terms, I lay down songs, about the ley of the land, I grew up in Uley, near Dursley, but now live in Ebley. This one(the route of all evil) is pretty self explanatory. 
Vocals, bass, guitar, programming, production, by LAYMAN
Harmonica, saxophone, flute by Uncle Ru aka Rufus Ry.
Mastered by Floss aka Andrew Voss.

Song 17

Copyright Alice Boxall 2021
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Verse 1:
We’re trying hard not to get caught up
In a world that feels like giving in
Let’s sit outside and watch time pass us by
Cause for this moment it’s just you and I 
Cause I don’t seem to know the meaning of the stars
or why some people think they’re better than they are
Why the skyline turns to gold
Why some truths are left untold
And why so many love and then they lose
But what I know
Is a way to let it go 

Chorus:
Feel the droplets like kisses on our skin
We'll hold on tight as we pull each other in
And we'll bring it all to a standstill, forget all of the pain
When we dance
To the rhythm of the rain

Verse 2:
We’re trying hard not to get fed up
In a world that’s close to crumbling 
When all our problems are staying the same
Let’s lose it all to the rain
Cause I don’t know why the world seems lonelier at night
Or why some people claim that they’re always right
Why we all get overwhelmed
Why some people lose themselves 
And why so many love when they could lose
But what I know
Is how to let it go 

Chorus

Bridge:
Cause I don’t know why the stars come to light up the night
I don’t know why it feels like home when you’re holding me tight
I don’t know why people come and they go
But each one leaves a print on our lives
Ohhhhh I don’t know why the world is filled with anger and pain
I don’t know why when we’re called human we’re not always humane 
And I don’t know why when all’s said and done
We each find nothing as calm 
as the rain 

Chorus x2

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This song was written over lockdown and is all about finding appreciation for loved ones and what we have around us when things are uncertain.

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Song 18

Copyright Will Lawton 2021
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I’m fractious, with a thorn in my heart
And I’ve only got myself to blame
Maybe I was scratched by the blackthorn
Or maybe it’s money again

A whisper from the angels
Told me to let go and be kind
And clear some space in my mind

Blackthorn is an old fashioned word
In Ireland they call it strife
And the wounds from the thorns can turn septic
And put a fork in your tongue


The mother of the woods
She protects the songbirds and holds dark secrets so I
Can clear space in my mind


Give me something to hold onto
Give me something I can leave
Give me something that is broken
Give me something to believe
Give me space in my mind

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I wrote this song a few seasons ago after being scratched by a gnarly blackthorn bush in the countryside!

You can watch the song being performed on an old upright piano here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=emEdOefoAK4

Song 19

Copyright B Side Vocal 2021
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Hey Sapphire, well the moon is low tonight
Hey Sapphire, it's turned this evening black and white
How I need you like the whisky in this glass
I need them both to last
This whisky and the nights I spend with you

Hey Sapphire, well this wind it sucks and moans
Hey Sapphire, it's turned these memories to stone
Still I need you like the whisky in this glass
I need them both to last
This whisky and the nights I spend with you

Hey Sapphire, well the moon is low tonight
Hey Sapphire, it's turned this evening black and white
How I need you like the whisky in this glass
I need them both to last
This whisky and the nights I spend with you

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Song 20

Copyright Man/Cave\Man 2021
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The noise of the 10:35 derails my train of thought,
These days when nothing much is moving, clock ticks down the time we bought,
The birds are louder than I remember, from my window I envy their freedom,
These days when nothing much is moving, it makes me glad to see them

Freedom lost, freedom gone!

It's eons now since we last met each day seems to last an ice age,
These days when nothing much is moving, caged and isolated,
We have to bare this separation till better times come into view,
These days when nothing much is moving, hope and love will guide me through

Freedom lost, freedom gone!

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A solo project under the name of Man/CaveMan as it was recorded in my man cave! This is my first solo offering as I play in Borrowed Time and was in Chinese Burn for 10+ years. The song is about the first wave of lockdown and the strangeness of the whole period. I live in Stroud an am 55 years old.

Here's a link to the band I play in www.borrowedtimeband.co.uk. We have our first gig in 18 months Saturday 31 July at The 100 Club, Oxford Street, London.

Song 21

Copyright Cleo 2021
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Cleo is 8. She wrote this song, made up the piano and recorded it on my phone by herself. You can hear her baby sister growling in the background. That's all part of it. 

Song 22

Copyright Toadstone 2021
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Spider spins her silken web to catch the fly
She lies there in waiting, in waiting as am I
The drip, drip, drip a ticking clock that slowly marks the time
Each droplet echoes all around, erodes away my mind
Here no light can reach me, in shadow I am cast
Alone I am forgotten. All memory has passed

The very stone that forms these walls grows taller every day
At least that’s how it seems to me as the world creeps away
I cast my mind back now and then to how things used to be
Up there in the golden sun, without a care and free
Now my future’s snapped away I’ve long run out of hope
It would have been a mercy to dangle from a rope


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Video: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBN2l8LjA7w

Toadstone are:
Lucy Newbould: Vocals
Bhavandeep Stephenson: Flute
Michael Libbiter: Acoustic guitar & fretless bass

Hear more of our music at:

Bandcamp: https://toadstonemusic.bandcamp.com/

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7GpSHRrv9rceVHFsJuwNsR

itunes: https://music.apple.com/gb/artist/toadstone/id1422482634

Follow us on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/toadstoneuk

& Instagram: @toadstoneuk

Music by M Libbiter, B Stephenson & L Newbould
Lyrics by M Libbiter
Produced by M Libbiter
Mixed and mastered by D Mitchell-Brown at Black Cat Studio, Stroud 

Song 23

Copyright The Wayback Collective 2021
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I’ve been branching out 
I can’t leave it 
You focus on your public image it’s deceiving 
You think the world is for the taking it’s not yours 
You put your money into reach the cause 
It’s our fault of course 
Cos’ we still fund you 
We put the commas in your bank and say we love you 
We put your kids in private school all while you taught us 
That putting hormones in our food would only make it gorgeous 
Now I got beef with the fact that you come off harmless 
With your branding associated with the calmness 
Whether river, fruit or farmer all it is, is tarnish
You leave your scars and vanish 
Shame the trees are worth less alive than dead and varnished 

Verse 2 [ARCHIE]

We gon’ take a minute ‘fore it’s all red 
I don’t want your world left 
Like we couldn’t care less 
I know you’d never forget 

Chorus 

Cos,
I will finally be there 
I will finally be there 

Verse 3 [JAKE]

It seems like it’s about the abyss 
As much as business
Only wish that they could cease and desist 
So I’m resisting 
While I’m voting with my money like clicks 
Cos I don’t like it 
I know I’m not a guilt free party but I’ll try it 
I’m a spend my money more wisely 
Conscious thinking and timing 
Rich man pockets no lining 
I got my ether for defi
I read it on Reddit I’ll make the game stop 
We should think more 
Fuck you DuPont

Verse 4 [ARCHIE]

This ain’t their world for the taking no 
We take one more look at the burning fields that you caused 
You see their power is the only force 
That is just as strong 
Without the firm support 
From the side we’re on 

Chorus 

Cos,
I will finally be there 
I will finally be there

Outro [ARCHIE]

I don’t wanna see these 12 years go by 
I wish I could see through lies 
So I can protect your eyes 
My little darling 
I’m sorry 

There was so much to show you 
I hope that planet b is for you

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We’re brothers from Stroud, combining our hip hop and indie influencers. This song is about the constant fight against big corporations and governments making it near impossible to fight climate change.

Song 24

Copyright Sonic Creative 2021
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Oh life, always on the outside , never on the inside of it
this time I'm looking for the upside, trying to find the right side again,
gotta learn to let go of it , its never given you anything at all
gotta learn to let go of it , its never given you anything

never given you anything
this time, spinning like a clock wheel , rolling over every hill, its rolling up and down
this one is breaking all the barriers,, its breaking all the barriers 

Oh life, always on the outside , never on the inside of it
this time I'm looking for the upside, trying to find the right side again,

gotta learn to let go of it , its never given you anything at all
gotta learn to let go of it , its never given you anything.

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bedroom electronic artist and songwriter x

Song 25

Copyright Darklight Horizon 2021
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Nil
What do you do
if you gave your love
and it wasn’t enough
what do you do
yes I saw myself
it wasn’t a pretty view
what shall I do
what shall I do

V1
Will I ever see
the things you
kept from me
can I ever give
the things you
need from me
an autumn street 
at dusk
reminds me I must
try and forget you
but I can’t, oh no

CH
Now the river is rising
the moon is shining
and the dogs are Howling
and the wind it Screams
but to me it seems
that I can’t
forget about you

V2
And now I know
that’s not how
this thing goes
and I don’t think
I’ll ever see
a way out of here
because even now
you’re near
you’re always 
dear to me
always dear to me

V3
I wake to see you’re not lying by me
and there’s
nothing I can do
the pain is all that’s left
how could I forget
to remind me of you
remind me of you

V4
Footsteps echo from
paths we never went along
and I can’t forget you
crow call on a frosty day
reminds me that
you went away
and I just can’t
forget you
can’t forget you

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This is a demo version of Nil, a song by Stroud-based rock band Darklight Horizon. You can find the band on Spotify, and learn more about us at www.darklighthorizon.com
Nil was written by guitarist Kurt Roth, Vocalist Valentine and bassist Zach Spacey.

Song 26

Copyright Dekan Devlyn 2021
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WHAT IS REAL    WHAT IS REAL    WHAT IS REAL 
VERSE 
LETS GO ON A JOURNEY IN ARE MIND
TAKE ME ON A JOURNEY   In my mind
TO THE HIGHER REALMs. To See what we can find

LETS GO ON A JOURNEY back THROUGH TIME.    ( through time )
TAKE ME ON THE JOURNEY OF MY LIFES
TO THE ASTRAL REALM   Leave this world behind.   Let leave this world behind for a time

LETS GO ON A JOURNEY IN ARE MINDS Unlock SECRETS See what we can find
A VOYAGE TO THE deepest CORNERS OF Your   MIND
LETS GO ON A JOURNEY INTO THE GREAT UNKNOWN 
TRAVEL IN Your   MIND INTO THE DEPTHS OF Your   SOUL
I WILL BE YOUR PROTECTER AND YOUR GUIDE
ILL SEE YOU THERE      ILL SEE YOU THERE   ILLSEE YOU THERE

Let's go on a journey in are minds
Take me on a journey of my life
The astral realms leave thus world behind for a time

Take me on a journey back through time 
   Check acastice records of your past lives and mine 
Allow your mind to travel set yourself free
Unlock those doors you have the skeleton key

Let's embark on a quest to free are   souls
Unblock the past so we can let the past go
What kind of   lives are we to lead 
and where have we come from   and where did we come from and where did we come from


A VOYAGE IN YOUR MIND INTO THE NEVER ENDING DEPTHS OF THE UNIVERSE THAT SURROUNDS US to travel 
A voyage in your mind to connect to nature
A journey in your mind to connect to the universe
Travel in your mind unto the subconscious 
A voyage in your mind your connect to all the colours of the universe
WHAT IS REAL
A journey in your mind   in your mind into the depths of the universe that surrounds us

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Dekan Devlyn [ artist name ] Chris scrivens [ real name ] is a local singer songwriter. A one man band, other than a small metal minion that plays the synth :) Folk based, fused with synth and hang drums, making a very universe like sound. or something like that? Being all about the ying and yang, the Black and white of life my songs cover both the dark and the light Deep to angelic Dark to atmospheric. im just starting out on my journey of being an original artist, and am in the process now of releasing songs.

Song 27

Copyright Jimski Korsitoff 2021
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(Chorus)
I sense there is someone behind me,
When I looked, it was a tree,
Standing long there to remind me
Of the world and what it might be 

Rising there through the graveyard
To the chapel’s low porch door
A fly and I locked out together
Eye to eye on the porch floor


(Chorus)

Climbing up onto the Beacon,
A lizard crawls over a stone,
By the seat where Tara’s remembered, 
By a mother left now alone. 

(chorus) 

Follow the wall to the gatepost,

Into the shadow-shade wood,
Where beech trees dapple the leaf mould
Underfoot, if not understood 

(chorus)


Did Eidel dwell here as a hermit?
Does he still saunter Kyte’s hill?
Haunting has ancestors’ homeland,
With his ancestors still?

(chorus)

Finding a way down through the long grass
Round the back there - a broken bench.
Where headstones hide in the shadows
And bins leave a septic stench

(Chorus)

The pathway leads eastward to Sheepscombe
Did they tread here, the newly weds?
To the Lodge, their honeymoon hunting,
A double or single bed? 

(Chorus) 

On a stone stile, is that a carving?
Could it be a Tudor Rose?
The wavering grass is breathing
What it feels and what it knows 

(Chorus)

Aging and wounded in jousting,
The queen knew the boy and king.
Cromwell planned out the annulment
For an heir with Anne Bolyne 

(Chorus)

The church spire appears to be cracking
Will it stand or will I fall?
Is that stone some creature crouching?
Or a song and is that quite all?

I sense there is someone behind me
When I look it is a tree
Standing long there to remind me
Of the world and what it might be.

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This tells something of the history surrounding Painswick Beacon. Legend has it, Eidel, a local man, survived the defeat at the Battle of Deorham (Dyrham) between Romano British and the invading Saxons in 577. Eidel returned to live out his time here beside the old Iron Age hill fort as a hermit … a thousand years later, Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn, reportedly honeymooned at Painswick Lodge.

Song 28

Copyright Nicholls & Green 2021
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     F                              Bb
Goin’ down to the beach
                  F/D                              C
Where everyone’s tanned
                              F                                 Bb
’tween the hot summer sun
                        C               F
And the silvery sand
                     F                   Bb
Got my Bar B Q hot
                             F/D               C
Mmm my cola’s on ice
                    F                        Bb
Gonna cook up a feast
                 C                              F          C/E    F/D    C   
Jerky burgers and fries

When you’re ready for fun
We can raft Martha Brae
And just follow the sun
Singin’ reggae all day
And when the moon’s in the sky
Then we’ll dance thru’ the night
With some coconut rum:
Caribbean Delight

Gm7                                           C7
Meet me where the sea breezes’ blowin’
Gm7                                        C7
Got no worries cos life’s easy goin’
Gm7                                           C7
Meet me where the sea breezes’ blowin’
Gm7                                        C7
Got no worries cos life’s easy goin’

F Bb F C       F Bb F C


I see you walkin’ like silk
Thru a shallow blue sea
And your beautiful eyes
Are looking at me
So please hold   my hand
I can feel myself sway
Say you’ll never let go
Until eternity day

Gm7                                           C7
Meet me where the sea breezes’ blowin’
Gm7                                        C7
Got no worries cos life’s easy goin’
Gm7                                           C7
Meet me where the sea breezes’ blowin’
Gm7                                        C7
Got no worries cos life’s easy goin’

F Bb F C       F Bb F C

Fm7/Bb
Relax your mind
                                Ebmaj7
Leave your world behind
                             Gsus4/D
May each Jamaican smile
                                    Db7 b5
Soothe like a mother to a child

F Bb F C       F Bb F C


Gm7                                           C7
Meet me where the sea breezes’ blowin’
Gm7                                        C7
Got no worries cos life’s easy goin’
Gm7                                           C7

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Simon & Pete are old school pals who were around for the Summer of '69 but instead of free love had to knuckle down to 'O' levels! Now separated by distance (Simon in Stroud and Pete in Leicester) and more latterly by Covid we have nevertheless co-operated through the magic of email and mp3 files to produce this hopeful song of good times returning.

Song 29

Copyright The Many Coated 2021
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All I had was some small change left,
to get myself to your door.
You haven't seemed so happy lately
warning signs I can't ignore.

Rely on me
for whatever you need
I got your back in this bad weather,
just you wait and see.

Take you you tea with milk and sugar
we talk about old times.
You look sad when I mention Jessie's birthday.
In the end it was fine.
Golden memories,
that sweet virginia.
We're playing records on your broken decks
on your Mum and Dad's kitchen floor.

Rely on me
for whatever you need
I got your back in this bad weather,
just you wait and see.

Show me something deep inside
Show me something deep inside

You don't get post or letters,
you don't read the news.
I could write it in so many ways,
but you'd always give the same excuse.

Rely on me
for whatever you need
I got your back in this bad weather,
just you wait and see.

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Dan and Robbie started writing songs together relatively recently after meeting in Stroud in 2019. They formed a band called The Many Coated and have been working on material ever since. 

Rely on Me is written for anyone who has a friend who sometimes needs a little help. As we all do sometimes. The choir in the chorus is made up of friends from all over, most of whom have never met. We live in a crazy world.

Song 30

Copyright Public Speech 2021
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The earth shook in past when a tabloid stated
A man is crucified and its debated
A cross a big loss time to be martyr
Don’t stick it on your album cover unless your smarter

Than the average rapper the average politician
Your average house wife the common sense is all a missing
All the old school while the litter you chuck
While we’re burning it up
Yeah you’re burning it up

Its crazy sitting on a branch of a tree
Bring the hacksaw yeah your coming with me
Face towards the trunk stick the saw start to spark
Cutting through the limbs through the wood to the bark

And when the stick snaps you’ll be lying on the floor
Crying to your mother bout what you saw
War of the worlds more than you bargained for
And all the humans knock knock knocking on heavens door

Humans wont rest till we spoilt the earth
Burn it promote it a tin can curse
Watch the country freeze it’s a drop in the ocean
If Science is religion then we’re going through the motions

(Ad lib)

Let’s get to brass tacks and forget all the riddles
The bottom line is who’s out on the fiddle
The whole population when the lights go out
They’ll be no bread up north horse and cart you got doubts

Could we cope forget it paranoid poetic
To the people in power just let it
We gonna need some of the Churchill spirit
A stiff upper lip and Royal Britannia lyrics to hear it 

Start a riot get rich and pay
The ice age comes and its anarchy
So its time to recycle whatever who knows
The internet never knows all the right info

Check it out the rate is alarming
Please don’t let us wait for a government warning
Global warming the last person I asked from the states
Said there was no evidence of climate change

Humans wont rest till we spoilt the earth
Burn it promote it a tin can curse
Watch the country freeze it’s a drop in the ocean
If Science is religion and its going through the motions

The leaves don’t fall from the trees no more
Soaked in Acid rain and getting choked by your exhaust
Their breathing in air from the toxic fumes
I’m hearing Roy castle playing Au Clare Da lune
	
The most dangerous creature on earth is simple 
Walks on 4 legs 2 legs 3 legs equal
To the H20 the E equals Mc squared
Life’s a lotto and mother natures ain’t fair

Humans wont rest till we spoilt the earth
Burn it promote it a tin can curse
Watch the country freeze it’s a drop in the ocean
If Science is religion and its going through the motions

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PUBLIC SPEECH is Joe Poulton - just moved to the area. 
Was once the Prawn on Britains Got Talent 2014.
This song gets more real every day and I'm proud to live in the place where the extinction rebellion was created.

Song 31

Copyright Rooksmoor 2021
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Bone dry, let’s stay the night,
Sleeping on a bed of thorn,


Old lies and compromise,
Flit around until the dawn


And it’s not too late,
To clean that slate,
It’s not too late to try.

It’s not too late,
To contemplate,
To open up your eyes

All rise, those alibis
Stretching on and on,
Shine bright, light in your eyes,
Gleaming right, or wrong

And it’s not too late,
To clean that slate,
It’s not too late to try.

It’s not too late,
To contemplate,
To open up your eyes

Break like an over-used promise,
Lost like the mist-hidden sun,
Coming on quick, it makes me feel sick,
But I think it’s all said and done.

No chance for any revival,
It’s up to us all to become,
The people we are and the people we’ll be, But I think it’s all said and done, now.

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Rooksmoor are a five piece band from the Kingscourt area of Stroud with a line up of guitars, piano and drums.

Song 32

Copyright The CrashDamageWaiver 2021
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Can you hear?
Can you hear?
The air conditioning hum
Two lost and lonely chords 
From some forgotten song
Can you hear?
Can you hear?
The air conditioning hum
The words are slurred
But the melody is strong
Who needs another heartbreak hotel
Down lonely street, that’s a street I know too well
Can you hear?
Can you hear?
The air conditioning hum
A cracked and broken rhythm
Beaten on a distant drum
Oh, it’s such a sad refrain
Is it sacred or profane
Sounds like someone crying in the rain 
Who needs another heartbreak hotel
Down lonely street, that’s a street I know too well
Can you hear?
Can you hear?

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© Chas de Whalley 2021

Now working as The CrashDamageWaiver, Rodborough retro-rocker Chas de Whalley follows up last year’s Top 10 Song Contest entry with three and a half more minutes of Garageband Gothic which he hopes will take him even higher up the Stroud hit parade!

Song 33

Copyright Throw Me The Idol 2021
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Read your letter to help me to feel better, but it
It's not much good 'cos I can't let go like I should
Please don't say sorry
I'm glad that you once loved me 
And I know it's not your fault 
I drowned your heart away
And I know it's not your fault
To make it easy I'll just walk away

I believe I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
I believe there's a chance that I'm not dead
I just feel it
I believe I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
I believe there's a chance that I'm not dead yet

I could recover if it was any other, because
It's not much good, living life in a vein that's brand new 
Please don't say sorry
Don't tell me that your sorry 
And I know it's not your fault
And I know it's not your fault
When everything is falling apart
Please forgive my relentless heart

I believe I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
I believe there's a chance that I'm not dead
I just feel it
I believe I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
I believe there's a chance that I'm not dead yet

I believe I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
I believe there's a chance that I'm not dead
I just feel it
I believe I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
I believe there's a chance that I'm not dead yet

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Relentless Hearts is a song by Throw me the Idol. Written and performed by Jon Dyer. Recorded and produced by Olly Simmons. 

https://www.reverbnation.com/throwmetheidol

https://www.facebook.com/throwmetheidoluk

Song 34

Copyright Phoebe Sheppard 2021
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Remember the clatter
the dreadful noise we made
every one is screaming 
shouting when we play
all of us is tumbling towards you oo oo
some of us is watching listening for you
some find it strange some find it funny
but we're here for you and thats all that matters 
definitely more than it clatters.

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Phoebe is 8 years old and wrote this song for her teacher.

Song 35

Copyright Ian Abbott 2021
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Verse 1
There’ve been rats and sinking ships 
And I’ve had angels’ wings to clip
I’ve tagged them and I’ve bagged them 
And I’ve never missed a single trick
You helped me keep the world at bay
People come at me to care
They are just ashes, with me in the way
But I want to stand there

Verse 2 
I had to write a few ideas
One of my ways to keep you near
I’ve been afraid to show you
Although, I’ve wanted to, for several years
It was you who had the answers
All I could do was guess
And it was you who took the chances
It was what you did best
 
Chorus
Every wild adventure – you instigated
And everything was for me -
So carefully calculated
We had this cool life
Albeit damned ill-fated
Now, I’m writing just to say
I missed you, by the way
  
Verse 3
And others like to question me
And psyche out my humanity
It’s a notion I find insulting
Now I’m half the man (I used to be)
I’m told that I need closure
(I’ve closed this note a thousand times
It’s in its lines and folds I hold you)
You know, I can’t leave you behind

Chorus variations to end

Every wild adventure – you instigated
And everything was for me -
So carefully calculated
We had this cool life
Albeit damned ill-fated
Now, I’m writing just to say
I loved you, by the way

Now I’m two years’ older
I’m told that I need closure
I’ve closed this note a thousand times
It’s in its lines and folds
It’s in those, that I find and hold you
I can’t leave you behind
It’s my solace of a kind

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Lines and Folds was produced in Bisley, by my music buddy Paul Bryant, who also played the additional instrumentation, along with Nailsworth musician Pete Griffin on electric guitars. I'm the singer/songwriter and acoustic guitarist.

The song is after a letter written by Dr Richard Feynman, to his first wife, Arlene - (Richard was the Nobel-winning genius/physicist who worked, for example, with Oppenheimer on the Manhattan Project, and later identified the cause of the Challenger Space Shuttle disaster, using only $10 worth of DIY supplies). Sadly, the love letter was dated two years after Arlene's death, and the creased, disintegrating nature of the notepaper suggested it had been read and re-read, folded and unfolded, many, many times. As such, it's a song of love, loss and longing. I hope you hear something in it.

Song 36

Copyright Corin 2021
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A               			D
I wander across the ice in search of food
A		D
No sign of life,    Disturbs my solitude
A		D
All that’s solid, melts into air
A		D
The fish are gone and the land is bare

Bm

Em			G
Now my world falls into the sea
G			A
I pay the price for your complacency
A			
We need to tip the balance right
D
So that winter turns to white
Gbm		q	G
You need to join us in the fight

A		D
All of our lives on earth are intertwined
A		D
To care for the world is the call of humankind
A		D
All that’s solid, melts into air
A		D
Is this the fate of the Polar Bear?

Bm

Em			G
Now my world falls into the sea
G			A
I pay the price for your complacency
A			
We need tip the balance right
D
So that winter turns to white
Gbm
You need to join us in the fight

A		D
All that’s solid, melts into air
A		D
Is this the fate of the Polar Bear?

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Corin is 14 years old and he lives in Stroud. He enjoys writing and performing music and walking his trusty companion, Belle the dog.. He has been involved in youth environmental activism in Stroud which inspired him to write this song called Song of the Polar Bear.

Song 37

Copyright Jhassi Fletcher 2021
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Such a joy to let you in,
I can't count on my left hand how many years it's been
It was such a pain to cut you out
and force you head long through the blood and tears of an angry crowd

But I still see your face in the passing clouds
and when I smell your hair it's just the same ,
It's just I'm not allowed
to take a hold and pull you back from what I put you through 
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too

I can't excuse the way I raged 
and all the things that counted back then have been erased
If only you had known 
how many nights I've laid and thought of you alone

But I still see your face in the passing clouds
and when I smell your hair it's just the same ,
It's just I'm not allowed
to take a hold and pull you back from what I put you through 
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too

Undress you 
distress you
i love the mess you make of me
i know if you go I won't ever get to be free of me from me

But I still see your face in the passing clouds
and when I smell your hair it's just the same ,
It's just I'm not allowed
to take a hold and pull you back from what I put you through 
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too

So this seeing you again 
and knowing all the time I wasted from now to then
so it's such a joy to let you in
I count on my left hand how many days it's been

Undress you 
just let you 
i love the mess you make of me ahhhh

And I still see your face in the passing clouds
and when I smell your hair it's just the same ,
It's just I'm not allowed
to take a hold and pull you back from what I put you through 
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too

But I still see your face in the passing clouds
and when I smell your hair it's just the same ,
It's just I'm not allowed
to take a hold and pull you back from what I put you through 
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too
and in the end you're everywhere that I wish I was too

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I've been playing guitar and singing since I was in my early teens. I live in Stroud. Currently in a band called The Scrutineers, and also singing with The Brimscombe collective.

Song 38

Copyright Sonic Surf Club 2021
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Getting nowhere fast, Jacob tries so hard
To feed his family, his pockets are empty
Life ups and downs, take their toll
Faith unanswered, hard times, he had plenty

Something ain’t right 
He can’t take no more
Somethings gonna give for sure
Knock down bolted doors
Something ain’t right
Drift from day to day
Nothing positive to say
Forgotten how to pray

Rachel has two jobs, She’s got rent to pay
A silent ,violent, lazy man, his bottle is empty
She fires the gun, he hits the floor
He won’t hurt her nomore
Hard times, she’s had plenty

Something ain’t right
She had nowhere to turn
Shoulder shrugs confirm
She was on her own
Sometimes you’ve got to fight
Or go wondering the storm
There’s no lighthouse on the shore
Got to fight the fight alone

Something ain’t right, drift from day to day
Nothing positive to say, forgotten how to pray
Sometimes you’ve got to fight

Chorus etc

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Music partnership with Dakjo and Miff M Smith, forming Sonic Surf Club. We've been wring and recording songs for s a few years. Active in bands during the 90's. Writing all styles and genre these days, what ever inspires.

Started recording and writing during lockdown using garage
https://youtube.com/user/jalan73

Song 39

Copyright Molly Hickey 2021
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Is it a question of 'who can help me'? Who can cherish me, parent me, take id away?
Which vice will keep me distracted, stop me from overreacting, dumb me down so my mind is still?
These questions won't be answered in a way that's kind or easy to chug down. All I can suggest is you take a long hard look inside and try to embrace whatever you find.
No-one's comfortable when they can't look after themselves, its not a place that brings peace. Please dont figure that I liked it that way, leading myself astray and telling you who was to blame.
I dont allow myself to run and hide, I want to be someone who fights, I do have my pride. Let the smoke and mirror fade away, there's a lot of pain up there I'd say but I think I can accept it's up to me if it's always that way.

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Hi! My name is Molly and I've been writing songs for my own catharsis, particularly during lock down when it's been hard to engage with people.
I like that writing songs allows you to revisit not only what you said but exactly how you said it, with cadence. This helps with self reflection.

I would love to produce my songs more properly, I would like to see them in a form which isn't just me and a guitar, a bit sassier. But I have heaps of songs just as joyful as this :)

https://www.instagram.com/mollyth.art/

Song 40

Copyright Bella & Sylvie 2021
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Bella & Sylvie are both 7 years old and love making music together. They are both veterans of Stroud Song Contest having given us the wonderful songs 'Give Me Love' (by Bella) and 'XYZ' (by Sylvie) last year.

Song 41

Copyright Robert Cook, Twin Folk 2021
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When I was 7 years old 
Left alone in a house so cold 
The clock had stopped a dripping tap 
We shut the door and never went back 

Chorus
Crying where are we going now 
Crying where are we going now 
We’re going home 

There on a hill with a big brick wall 
Small brown case and a empty hall 
The car has stopped the lights we’re on 
We shed a tear and we were gone 

Repeat chorus 

I saw it first that big old priory 
The sky was red dark and fiery 
The big oak door we pushed it open 
As we walked in our hearts they were broken 

Repeat chorus

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Been a musician for more years than I care to remember. Started playing guitar again and writing songs in recent years This song was written about my childhood in and around Rodborough Spillmans Road and Horsley. The priory is reference to priory fields in Horsley. 

My brother and I were left in foster care as infants and eventually adopted but had a rather troubled childhood 

Recently started studying music in my late 40s 

Use to walk to the Prince Albert in Rodborough as children when they had a off sales hatch 

https://youtu.be/MzhhhmW7xhQ

Song 42

Copyright Luke Philbrick and the Solid Gone Skiffle Invasion 2021
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The man in the attic never lets me go, when he gest bored he reels me in through the ceiling for his puppet show. He says 'how's the family? Won't you send them my love? Just you remember how we spoke of when I'm watching over them from up above. You've got to pay the piper I hear him start to sing, and when he draws breath he sucks the hate in in a suffocating kind of wind. Its suffocating me. The face in the mirror is noone's but my own and when I crack a smile I see through the pane and its you again, I'm not alone. I've paid the Pied Piper, I've given everything, but when he draws breath, he sucks the hate in in a suffocating kind of wind. Its suffocating me.

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Hailing from South West England, Luke Philbrick and the Solid Gone Skiffle Invasion! have built up a strong local fan-base always leaving audiences wanting more during their many travels throughout the UK and Europe. Performances often feature homemade instruments, improvised jam sessions and a dynamic line up from stripped back solo shows, all the way up to seven or so performers if the audience wants to party on into the night! Recorded on a shoestring budget in the kitchen, debut album 'The Kitchen Sessions' is out now, available at live shows and the usual online platforms. 

Visit www.lukephilbrick.com for news, music, videos, photos and links to the online shop, Facebook, Soundcloud, Spotify, iTunes, and YouTube. Bookings/Enquiries: lukephilbrickmusic@gmail.com

Song 43

Copyright Kimibeatz & Ronnie McGrath 2021
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When it’s quiet
If you listen just long enough
You’ll hear the hooves of the poetry birds
As they clamber on metal
In a last desperate attempt
To suck upon the lips of empty whisky bottles

Perched upon the zebra-textured moment
They go in search of communal hallways
Where the degenerate eyes of degenerate men
Fixate upon the broken fingers
Of their trumpeted screams

As the black bodies of yesterday’s crossing
Pour white-metal heat into the wounds of my bondage
I flick dead cigarettes
Into the polluted eyes of saliva-gummed spit buckets
Whilst women with two-pronged papered lips
Raise their skirts and beam incandescent torchlights
Into the crack infested warren of dead rabbits

When it’s quiet
If you listen just long enough
You’ll hear the whispering sound of a Black man’s lips
As it snaps crackle and pops
Under the quadraphonic strain of a flatten-fifth

He blows not into fountains
But coils around the brass-like keys of piano tuners
Shifting chairs where footprints dare not refuge
Under the shadow of their own corpses.

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Music by Kimibeatz (Kimeya McGrath), poem by Ronnie McGrath - father and son collaboration.

Song 44

Copyright Ben Brockett 2021
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I took a walk on Sunday
To see a friend about nothing
We lit a fire to watch it burn
The words spoke, drifting away into nothing
And on such things our world depends

I heard a song on Friday
It stayed with me all through the weekend
She sang of how her poor heart burned
I thought of, some of the times I had been there
And from such things we can't defend

Deep in the trees
I am warmed by wandering patterns of sunlight
We sit a while and then we turn
Walk back through, the muddy waters of our lives
And in the end, to sleep again

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More used to being in a band, the last year has forced me to write songs from a different perspective.

Some things have become more complicated whilst others have seemed simpler and I've kept thinking about the small things and how they sometimes have more significance than we give them credit for.

I recorded this upstairs at our bookshop.

Song 45

Copyright Psykobilly (Bill Newton) 2021
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And when they say your war is over
Your lucky charm protects you from the night
But look beyond
The four leaf clover
The battle lines are drawn from the inside

Come into the warm
Your body’s freezing
And step into the light
So I can see

Cos there’s no going back
The party’s over
Tomorrow comes to wake you from your dreams

And when you think
you’re wounds are healing
Those battle scars have been there from the start

The only pain
Is what you’re feeling
A thousand blades are puncturing your heart

Yesterday
Nothing is here to stay
Oh tomorrow comes
To push the past away

Anyway
Nothing will
stay the same
Oh tomorrow comes
To take the blues away

Come into the warm
Your body’s freezing
And step into the light
So I can see

Cos there’s no going back
The party’s over
Tomorrow comes to kick you in the teeth

Yesterday
Nothing is
here to stay
Oh tomorrow comes
To push the past away

Anyway
Nothing will
stay the same
Oh you close your eyes
Tomorrow’s here today
Tomorrow’s here today
Tomorrow’s here today

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My name is Bill Newton and I write and record under the artist title, Psykobilly

I have self-released two albums and am writing the third. I don't like to be easily categorised but I am influenced by the darker side of the arts and include Scott Walker, Bowie, 70's punk and the films of David Lynch and Andrei Tarkovsky as influential touchstones. Others have described my music and dark, cinematic pop

I live a few miles from Stroud and have worked in the town for many years as a Community Mental Health Nurse - my artist name is a marriage of my psychiatric career and my name. I play guitar for a number of bands in the Stroud area and am honoured to help out and take part in the brilliant open mic night at The Village Inn, Nailsworth

There is an official video for my entry which I have included

Genuine thanks for your consideration

Song 46

Copyright Dave Purple 2021
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I'M RUNNING I'M   RUNNING, I'M   RUNNING OUT OF TIME
I'M SEARCHING, I'M SEARCHING, SEARCHING FOR A SIGN
I'M LISTENING, I'M LISTENING, LISTENING FOR A CLUE
I NEED TO GET BACK, YES I NEED TO GET BACK,
BACK IN TOUCH WITH YOU

I NEEDED, I NEEDED , I NEEDED SOME ATTENTION
THOUGHT I'D FOUND SOME AFFECTION
BUT IT PROVED FALSE, FALSE RIGHT THROUGH
I NEED TO GET BACK, YES I NEED TO GET BACK,
BACK IN TOUCH WITH YOU

WE HAD HOPES, WE HAD DREAMS
WE WENT LOOKING FOR BETTER THINGS
WELL THE HIGH SPOTS, THEY WERE FEW
I NEED TO GET BACK, YES I NEED TO GET BACK, BACK IN TOUCH WITH YOU

I'M RUNNING , I'M RUNNING, RUNNING OUT OF TIME
I'M RUNNING , I'M RUNNING RUNNING OUT OF TIME

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I recorded this in France with my son Dan Seward on bass and Paul Tomkins on drums in our small rehearsal room.
A friend Steve Bennett did the recording and production. All done live with me on slide guitar overdubbed.

Song 47

Copyright Cat Mead 2021
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What do you do when your head's all messed up?
Ain't got a clue and you're clear out of luck?
Counting on hopes that you know won't deliver
And you're waiting on a lover who'll never amount to much.

You’ve got a face for radio, but a voice for the deaf,
You’ve got a figure, for sittin behind a desk,
A smile for braces and a laugh for a witch,
And if they didn’t bully you, you’d wish that they did.

Cos no-one ever talks to you, you’ve never had no friends,
You wander round, wondering where it is that you fit in,
But as flies to wanton boys are we to the gods,
They decide who gets the looks, who gets the brains.

You’ve got a mind for the gutter, but your heads in the clouds,
When you’re nervous you stutter, got a permanent frown,
A nose for a boxer, and hair for a wig,
And if you had any dreams they’re already dead.

But just cos she was beautiful in high school
Don’t give her any secret for success,
She’s statistically most likely to be messed up now
Drink, drugs, kids and benefits
Don’t write yourself off just yet.

Cos your face would look good on radio,
Your voice would be great with the deaf,
Your figure would look good all dressed up
And dancing on top of that desk.
Your nose would suit a boxer,
Your hair would look fine in a wig,
So pick them up and brush them off,
And bring those dreams back from the dead.

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It has been said before of my songs that; "If you don't listen to the words, you could almost be happy...... they're like floating down a mountain stream..... on your way to work". But this one actually does have a very positive message. Inspired by the crippling low self esteem that some of us have often and I think we all get from time to time, I wanted to acknowledge the pain and admit that, yes, sometimes it feels like we're never going to be able to do anything. But life keeps going and there is a place for everyone in this world, we've just got to find it!

Song 48

Copyright Leon Gerrard 2021
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Do you feel the winds of change coming?
I feel it in the air, I see it in every stare
Just cos I ain't wearing no mas-k-querade and the lies that you're weaving
I don't want those pills you're pushing or your double blind placebo I ain't having
I don't tell you what to do so why don't you go and do one

All I really want is the freedom to step outside and breath the air
All I really want is the truth not these lies or despair
All I really want is this summers breeze and a life lived in ease
But I see over yonder horizon, there's trouble coming

On the winds of change, now can you feel this uprising
We don't want your control measures
Why you think you're so darn clever, you can't outsmart mother nature
And we see the lie real easy we see the puppet show you keep showing on the TV
Wont   don't want that druel you're spooning
Your sugar coated shit man who you think you're fooling

All I really want is the freedom to step outside and breath the air
All I really want is the truth not these lies or despair
All I really want is this summers breeze and a life of ease
All we really want is this summers breeze, the birds and the bees

But I see over yonder horizon, there's trouble coming

China style control, I hope you ain't willing to sign over your soul
I hope you're willing to fight for your soul..
And you should know, I ain't buying what you're selling.

Song 49

Copyright Fergus Ryan 2021
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1. I remember when life in the country was simple and free
No division between Man and Nature for all we could be
Our life was well-balanced, with no need of time
We found all our pleasure in company, woodlands and rhyme


2. When we moved to the city; Father, Mother and I
In the crush of restrictions, legislations and lies
We choked on the smoke in the air, and bled deep inside
For the folk in the city could take, in their work, no pride


3. I lived among shadows and tasted their dark
Winding and wounding and killing on a downward spiral path
I have felt the Beyond, touched the face of Death
Lifted my face to the Sun and prayed for the Earth


4. The greed in the industries, waste and polluted air
Stretched out a black hand from its suburban lair
And grasping the forests we loved, but lost after youth
Poured on them toxins and acids to choke the Green Truth


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5. And you, my friend, are you blind when I ask you to see?
Can you help your own self, our children, Gaia and me?
Be not afraid of a Hell which was Heaven at our birth
For we each find our ways to remember our love for the Earth


Lift your eyes to the light of the Sun; hear the prayer of the Earth

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Lifted from a rehearsal for tomorrows gig so it's unmixed. Drum machine broke, had to use Logic. Wrote this when I was a teenager, redrafted lyrics. Enjoy :)