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…

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…

This time paying homage to grandpa. Did I miss any dead folks out this album? I often stop and think of William Up on Skinners Ridge He passed me on his way back down As I passed from being a kid A shame you’d say But aint that the way Things…

the thing, cast outside the gates of gormenghast.

i like this song as a song but i have NO DAMNED IDEA how to arrange, perform, or record it. acoustic it's missing intensity. i can't make it work with drums and bass. this version with electric gtr and kbds is barely listenable. if there's one…

watch out

the brightest comes inside