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…

Further evidence of a creative dark patch. This is a mess. I like it, but its a big bloody mess.

It is what it is. It's throwaway but I'm relatively pleased. Was going for something slightly Kinksy/Nilssonesque - sort of Vauderville..

Alee- own - ee - rection. It's got a mind of its own. And when it comes, its gonna be the death of you all.

This was written during the challenge in february and was meant to be the title track. But I never really got time to develop it. I still like it though, so I thought I'd cut it rough, leave it undeveloped, and chuck it out there to see what you…

Here comes the rush You feel it in your bones And when your bones are crushed You feel it in your soul You just cant escape it Its everywhere you go Turn round and face it Tell everyone you know Ah, the rush You've missed so much Here comes…

Here comes the rush You feel it in your bones And when your bones are crushed You feel it in your soul You just cant escape it Its everywhere you go Turn round and face it Tell everyone you know Ah, the rush You've missed so much Here comes…

Done in MIDI Soundtrack/ambient style instrumental. Written & arranged by John Bowen. Featuring the guitar work of Mr. Marc Halikas.

Done in MIDI Soundtrack/ambient style instrumental. Written & arranged by John Bowen. Featuring the guitar work of Mr. Marc Halikas.

Done in MIDI Soundtrack/ambient style instrumental. Written & arranged by John Bowen. Featuring the guitar work of Mr. Marc Halikas.