New Single: The Underground Man

The third single from my new album CRUCIBLE drops today, and I’m delighted to say that the good folks at Baeble Music have featured it for their daily premiere. Lauding it as the best single yet, they say “Sonically, the track combines Phil Spector’s wall of sound with a titanic swell and cinematic tension that play into the beauty and grandness of the track’s emotional themes.”

Can’t ask for a better endorsement than that…

I’m also thrilled to present this amazing video created by film-maker extraordinaire Kevin McGloughlin. I gave him an open brief for the piece, and he has pulled out all the stops to truly capture the existentialist essence of Dostoevsky’s grandeur.

New Single: John Proctor’s Lament

It’s time for round 2 from the new album with the release of synth-pop monster ‘John Proctor’s Lament‘. This one draws its inspiration from the glorious Arthur Miller play ‘The Crucible’. I’ve long been a fan of the play. In fact, I once starred as Judge Danforth in a school production at the tender/impressionable age of 17. But it was re-watching the film adaptation a couple of years ago that really stirred the creative juices, with Daniel Day-Lewis’ impassioned closing monologue propelling me to hustle off with guitar in hand to capture his heartfelt cry in song.

In making the video, I wanted to burrow deep into the riven heart of John Proctor, to explore the tension between his honour and his shame, to balance the funneling black intensity of his guilt alongside the explosive colourful passion to clear his name. To that end I am entirely grateful for all those talented filmmakers out there whose generous use of Creative Commons licencing enabled me to cannibalise their superior works for this Frankenstein effort of my own. The reoccurring motif of centrifugal vs centripetal force expressed in kaleidoscopic beauty gave birth to a video that really expresses the essence of this song. The original names and works of these talented people are listed below. My use of their work does not imply that the licensor endorses me or my use of their material in any way.

With deep gratitude.

Jeff Mertz: The City Without You, Alex Lark: Wild At Heart, Kimberly Daul: The Rift A Surrealist Film, Raphael Arar: Gemini Heart, Leif Maginnis: Artstrobe Interactive Light Art, Carlos Vieira: Sepai Technology, Matthew Wilshire Jones: UntitledScarcely Less Bitter: Daniel Bitter, Vorfreuden:  Brody Davis: Seattle Ferry Timelapse, The House of Ia, Pontius.six: Beeple,  VJ001 – Digi World: Anders Goberg, Cargill Grain Animator: Seth Amman & Billy Erhard, Inkdrops: Nurvision, Drop of Ink: Locke Visuals, Ebeil: Toshi Yamamoto along with several videos from Mazwai.com. Should I have accidentally neglected to credit you, please let me know asasp and I will rectify right away.

 

Bone China Saviour [Official Video]

Here it is folks. Behold:

Richard Nixon looking pensive

Wilma Flintstone smoking a cheeky cigarette

Humpty Dumpty having a great fall

Man getting hit in face with pie,

…and many other oddities in this, the official video for the first single ‘Bone China Saviour’ taken from my new record CRUCIBLE, out in a few months. It was a lot of fun to make. I hope it’s as much fun to watch.

You can also stream/buy/download the single (name your price) over at Bandcamp. And at other reputable outlets globally.

Derivative Calves; A New Video

Taking advantage of being out of London for the festive season, I thought I would knock up a little video for a new(ish) track that will be featuring on my second album sometime in 2014. With the adept assistance of my sister Jennie, I took a stroll out to a tiny woodland chapel in the Kent countryside to record an atmospheric live take which is why the vocals are pretty raggedy. The song itself had a cluster of inspirations (including Matthew Arnold, Bill Shakespeare, Saint Augustine and John the Baptist) but foremost a quotation from John Maynard Keynes that got me thinking about the dogmatic certainty of our prevailing economic orthodoxy. I make no claim to be well versed in theories of economics, but am nonetheless intrigued by the power of fiscal hegemony and its ability to so strongly dictate the Western economies of the 21st Century. The song is pretty much a lament for the absence of such a powerful dissenting voice as JMK’s in today’s world. When it comes to combating the glorious follies that forge our idolatrous calves, the compassionate wisdom and shrewd intelligence of Mr. Keynes is much missed.

 “When the accumulation of wealth is no longer of high social importance, there will be great changes in the code of morals. We shall be able to rid ourselves of many of the pseudo-moral principles which have hag-ridden us for two hundred years, by which we have exalted some of the most distasteful of human qualities into the position of the highest virtues. We shall be able to afford to dare to assess the money-motive at its true value. The love of money as a possession — as distinguished from the love of money as a means to the enjoyments and realities of life — will be recognised for what it is, a somewhat disgusting morbidity, one of those semi-criminal, semi-pathological propensities which one hands over with a shudder to the specialists in mental disease … But beware! The time for all this is not yet. For at least another hundred years we must pretend to ourselves and to everyone that fair is foul and foul is fair; for foul is useful and fair is not. Avarice and usury and precaution must be our gods for a little longer still.”

“The Future”, Essays in Persuasion (1931) Ch. 5, JMK, CW, IX, pp.329 – 331, Economic Possibilities for our Grandchildren (1930)

Lyrics                                        

Far beyond this darkling plain lurk new myths of limitless gain,

Abandoned lands of milk and honey cede to fiscal reign.

We bow to derivative calves forged in oil-fuelled furnaces,

Graphs of bovine gold keep growing, gorging slowly on our swollen GDP,

Our credit histories, these toxic equities,

Sponsoring prime-time tragedy.

 

Splendid shards of glass and steel pierce these skies with monochrome fealty,

‘Beauty so old and so new’ accrues the tarnished hue of greed,

So we serve the corporate need, blessing bonds with quantitative ease,

These hedged inequities keep growing, gorging on our swollen GDP,

Our credit histories, these toxic equities,

Sponsoring prime-time tragedy.

 

JM Keynes where are you now?

JM Keynes where are you now?

In the wilderness with your locusts and honey, Jonny where are you?

Oh Jonny Keynes, how we need you now.

 

Because we are the dying breed, caught between the Sound and the Fury,

Numinous insolvency casts us into mammon’s tawdry schemes,

We strut, we fret and we rage as we sell out our hour upon this stage,

Worshipping new days of trade, desperate for the memories to fade,

Of our hope and our dreams, our tragic histories,

Our decaying philosophies,

Oh we’re trying to buy back our dignity.

 

JM Keynes where are you now?

JM Keynes where are you now?

In the wilderness with your locusts and honey, Jonny where are you?

Oh Jonny Keynes, how we need you now.

 

A voice in the wilderness.

How we need you now.

Advent Song

Here’s a video of an older song for the Advent Season; a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

Book of Love (Magnetic Fields Cover)

When I Was A Boy, Ukulele Style

Maybe (For Eileen Nearne)