A Bit More Better Productions's listening history
I'm meeting an old Uni friend Saturday and I wrote this for her. My university years were quite possibly the darkest years of my life. Her, and the little comments she'd write in the margins of my lecture notes, were more important than she'll…
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Hi everyone.. I wrote this song for Archie Watson, son of my dear friends Lauren and Bradley Watson, who sadly was diagnosed with Tay-Sachs disease just before Christmas. Tay-sachs is a rare genetic disorder for which there is currently no cure…
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This provides a theory which ties together two of my key traits a) always tired b) terminally disappointed by peoples lack of courtesy - there's a link people!
Did you ever feel so down
That you didnt know up
Didnt recognise highs
And smiles…
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Requires work. Would be the first thing to say.. not least the bloody clipping. Just wanted to post something to prove im not dead.
The song is inspired by my counselor kindly allowing me to leave my guilt with her last time i saw her. i told…
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A dramatisation of events from school.. hope 'Shaun' never hears this, and if he does, that he likes it in someway, and that things turned out alright in the end..
It was always rainin.
It filled him up
It summed it up
So perfectly
How nothing…
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I had myself a séance, with shakespears players, brought some sooth sayers,
Scribbled what they said with crayons
Ohh, got me nowhere
And so I called Steven Fry up, and put him in a line up
Oscar Wilde, Wittengenstein, Einstein I need to aim…
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RPM 2011 number 2. Inspired by an ex-friend of mine who had the most dazzling rose tinted glasses. Always used to envy the simplicity of his view and how nothing could ever get to him (everything gets to me).. since i knew him I know a lot of…
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A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie..
Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones.
Not a million miles away from a man you might have known.
A miner in the twenties, blue scars…
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It aint like no ones done this before
But how can you tire of beautiful chords
In the fifties
In Tenessee
Where my love
was born
Two young men upped and
crossed the yard
both cold cos it was rainin hard.
One of them turned said…
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A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie..
Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones.
Not a million miles away from a man you might have known.
A miner in the twenties, blue scars…
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