www.impossiblesongs.com
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
http://crispycat-recordings.blogspot.com
Friday night and a holiday weekend: wine & pasta & bread & mucho conversation with Mr and Mrs CBQ (link above - please try) here at Inchgarvie. Cats, the reckless rock n' roll past, OOTB, football and families all figured - jolly fine and very late night.
Slight hangover on Saturday but a mix of Easter eggs, leftovers, coffee and Mario-Kart with Joe and Olivia restored me to (almost) full health again.
Enjoying Falkirk's finest songstress Jill Hepburn's altogether too short CD "Groovy enough for two" try jilljahepburn@yahoo.com for a copy
Ali was inspired to roam the web, signed us up for Ebay, Amazon and some other stuff.
Read the Glasgow Herald - see "Scribbles" - somewhere in the archive.
Also visited one beautiful grandchild (Elijah) with Easter eggs, bunny etc. He'd had a good long sleep, unlike me.
Doctor Who wasn't so bad, try to avoid the hype and crap and see it as something in it's own right. The football, well, no surprises there.
Olivia (inspired by CBQ's praise for her poetry) wrote some more:
Dad
Dad is brave, dad takes a shave,
Dad is thin (?), dad likes to win,
Dad takes the rubbish out to the bin,
Dad has a cat, dad has a garden full of bats,
Dad likes to wear big hats,
I am his daughter,
And I'm even odder.
A place to park those random thoughts, stolen images, hidden conversations and incoherent babble from beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
One night at acoustica
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Great night of OOTB performer performances at the world famous Backpackers in Queenferry Street, Edinburgh.
Neil Pennycook, Lindsay Sugden, Big Jim and the Victorians.
www.outofthebedroom.co.uk
A very mixed up audience of fans, supporters, OOTB regulars, backpackers and members of the general public enjoyed the cheap drink, cowboy town atmosphere and relentless good humour of the venue. I think we shall return.
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
Great night of OOTB performer performances at the world famous Backpackers in Queenferry Street, Edinburgh.
Neil Pennycook, Lindsay Sugden, Big Jim and the Victorians.
www.outofthebedroom.co.uk
A very mixed up audience of fans, supporters, OOTB regulars, backpackers and members of the general public enjoyed the cheap drink, cowboy town atmosphere and relentless good humour of the venue. I think we shall return.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Garden on the roof
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We now have a garden on our roof. Well not our roof. On the roof of the people below us.
We can however see it anytime we like as it's outside our big window - through which we climb to access the roof - confused?
We started it on Saturday and finished it on Sunday. The specification, design, project plan, procurement, layout and finance was Ali's work. I donkeyed stuff around and she picked up what I forgot.
Now all it has to do is grow.
The cat (Syrus) has been introduced to the various plants and flowers and the rhubarb.
He is not altogether comfortable with the starlings nesting up above.
The rhubarb will be eaten idc.
Erin also approved the arrangement - whilst watching the OC and digesting a tuna / pasta bake.
The plants have now been introduced to our misty night air, East coast fog and a small amount of sunshine.
It must be Spring some where.
A list of the plants etc. will be published shortly.
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
We now have a garden on our roof. Well not our roof. On the roof of the people below us.
We can however see it anytime we like as it's outside our big window - through which we climb to access the roof - confused?
We started it on Saturday and finished it on Sunday. The specification, design, project plan, procurement, layout and finance was Ali's work. I donkeyed stuff around and she picked up what I forgot.
Now all it has to do is grow.
The cat (Syrus) has been introduced to the various plants and flowers and the rhubarb.
He is not altogether comfortable with the starlings nesting up above.
The rhubarb will be eaten idc.
Erin also approved the arrangement - whilst watching the OC and digesting a tuna / pasta bake.
The plants have now been introduced to our misty night air, East coast fog and a small amount of sunshine.
It must be Spring some where.
A list of the plants etc. will be published shortly.
Friday, March 18, 2005
A typical week of food and drink around here
bacon roll & fried egg roll, pizza & chips, caramel wafer, banana, 1 bottle red wine.
bacon roll & fried egg roll, mince, potatoes, peas & mushrooms, caramel wafer, 2 glasses red wine.
2 ham sandwiches, 1 apple, 1 banana, 1 caramel wafer, ravioli c/w beef mince & veg, raspberies & yoghurt, 2 glasses red wine.
2 ham sandwiches, 2 bananas, 2 pizza slices (pepperami & bacon & mushroom), 1 serving of pasta & sauce, 1 chocolate ice cream cone.
1 bowl of porridge, 1 lemon chicken sandwich, 1 pkt cheese & onion crisps, 1 latte, 1 raisin cookie, 2 salad & chicken rolls, 1 ovaltine.
1 bowl of porridge, 1 chicken curry c/w rice, rice-crispie bar, single twix, 1 cheese & pickle toastie, 2 pints 80/-.
1 ham sandwich, 1 apple, 1 pack crisps, 1 easter cake, 1 caramel wafer, poor man's noodles, 2 glasses red wine.
+ coffee & music in liberal doses.
bacon roll & fried egg roll, mince, potatoes, peas & mushrooms, caramel wafer, 2 glasses red wine.
2 ham sandwiches, 1 apple, 1 banana, 1 caramel wafer, ravioli c/w beef mince & veg, raspberies & yoghurt, 2 glasses red wine.
2 ham sandwiches, 2 bananas, 2 pizza slices (pepperami & bacon & mushroom), 1 serving of pasta & sauce, 1 chocolate ice cream cone.
1 bowl of porridge, 1 lemon chicken sandwich, 1 pkt cheese & onion crisps, 1 latte, 1 raisin cookie, 2 salad & chicken rolls, 1 ovaltine.
1 bowl of porridge, 1 chicken curry c/w rice, rice-crispie bar, single twix, 1 cheese & pickle toastie, 2 pints 80/-.
1 ham sandwich, 1 apple, 1 pack crisps, 1 easter cake, 1 caramel wafer, poor man's noodles, 2 glasses red wine.
+ coffee & music in liberal doses.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Acoustic Kitchen
Sunday 13th March: Visited the open-mike night “Acoustic Kitchen” at EBytes in the ancient Pictish non-walled, one way-city of Falkirk, along with Tommy Mac. Not the usual pub or back room venue as it doubles as an Italian restaurant I believe. Anyway a good time was had by all, Tommy did three tunes, one less than 24hours old “Yoinks a tenner!” as well his infamous “Kurt Cabana” and “Kiss and tell” (about a forthcoming royal wedding).
www.dailyreckless.co.uk
or http://haufjaiket.blogspot.com
We (Impossible Songs) did “How I hate”, “Cold fish” and “Rainy Friday”, happy to say that Ali found a fine singing voice after being unwell for a few weeks and not a lot of practices.
It was good hear some non-capital city talent for a change and there were some pretty good performances, particularly one set of Glaswegian based poetry that was rather fun. Free pizza was included, the usual surreal raffle thing and I really enjoyed the night out. Thanks to Rob and friends for hosting an OM night that I hope continues to develop – sorry I can’t find their website, arrgh!!
www.impossiblesongs.com
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
www.outofthebedroom.co.uk
www.dailyreckless.co.uk
or http://haufjaiket.blogspot.com
We (Impossible Songs) did “How I hate”, “Cold fish” and “Rainy Friday”, happy to say that Ali found a fine singing voice after being unwell for a few weeks and not a lot of practices.
It was good hear some non-capital city talent for a change and there were some pretty good performances, particularly one set of Glaswegian based poetry that was rather fun. Free pizza was included, the usual surreal raffle thing and I really enjoyed the night out. Thanks to Rob and friends for hosting an OM night that I hope continues to develop – sorry I can’t find their website, arrgh!!
www.impossiblesongs.com
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
www.outofthebedroom.co.uk
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Guitar Shaped Universe
Research is going on within our facility into this matter, it takes time but we are confident of finding further proof. "$aving America in a guitar shaped universe" is one of our core outputs and a key task. We may require your help in the future - be ready.
In the mean time some new short stories are available on our Fairytale Management Blog. Please take some time to check it out, FTMT, like this blog is large and also contains a great deal of archived material.
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
Your custom lifestyle soundtrack can be found at www.impossiblesongs.com or www.mp3tunes.com/impossiblesongs and also many other dark and strange places.
You can also email us and we'll see what we can do - direct sales are fine by us:
is@songs.fsworld.co.uk
In the mean time some new short stories are available on our Fairytale Management Blog. Please take some time to check it out, FTMT, like this blog is large and also contains a great deal of archived material.
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
Your custom lifestyle soundtrack can be found at www.impossiblesongs.com or www.mp3tunes.com/impossiblesongs and also many other dark and strange places.
You can also email us and we'll see what we can do - direct sales are fine by us:
is@songs.fsworld.co.uk
Friday, March 11, 2005
A polite breakfast 5
Full English, conveyor toast, small juice glass, one sausage, beans, funny tasting coffee, yoghurt in a tiny pot, £6.95 plus nothing. A travel-lodge type of thingy near Preston (off Junction 3 M55). The background music was ok.
The previous evening the local (?) bitter was only £2.00 a pint and fairly decent, no side effects. Didn't have any for breakfast however.
Made it back in time for http://www.outofthebedroom.co.uk - what about the Snowy Owls then?
The previous evening the local (?) bitter was only £2.00 a pint and fairly decent, no side effects. Didn't have any for breakfast however.
Made it back in time for http://www.outofthebedroom.co.uk - what about the Snowy Owls then?
Sunday, March 06, 2005
The Measurement of Time
We have travelled back to the 5th October 1997 to connect you all with this particular thought from Ali:
"The measurement of time is the measurement of the expansion of existence."
"The measurement of time is the measurement of the expansion of existence."
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Lyrics at an early stage....
The ideas here are set down mainly to capture a rythmn than say very much, but the structure seems good so we'll work on it, songs tend not to arrive all in one piece, in good shape, ready to go. Allow us some blood, sweat and tears (and wine) this weekend to develop this. Try www.impossiblesongs.com anytime you like, even if you don't buy you can get nice 2min song segments. Also www.mp3tunes.com/impossiblesongs or www.mperia.com/artists/impossible_songs
Long cold winter
The weathergirl says it’s been a long hard winter
Seems no different to me
Music hall faded in my fog of memory
Never said I’d vote for you’re idea.
If your struggling to your feet, I’ve got friends you need to meet
Long cold winter. Long cold winter.
You could die of something along that line
Makes no difference to me
Your action’s consequences hard to find
Right foot down, push back the seat.
If your struggling with defeat, I’ve got friends you need to meet
Long cold winter. Long cold winter.
Long, Cold, Long, Cold,
Stretch your babysitter; come back from the winter,
Make the change to ginger, give us back our bitterness,
Take us to the edge of your success. (nOt qUItE fInIshEd lyrIcs!)
Here’s my Samsonite Kalashnikov
Here’s the remote from my TV
Here’s the rainbow you’ve been praying for
There’s the map to East of Zee.
If your struggling to your feet, I’ve got friends you need to meet
Long cold winter. Long cold winter.
Long cold winter
The weathergirl says it’s been a long hard winter
Seems no different to me
Music hall faded in my fog of memory
Never said I’d vote for you’re idea.
If your struggling to your feet, I’ve got friends you need to meet
Long cold winter. Long cold winter.
You could die of something along that line
Makes no difference to me
Your action’s consequences hard to find
Right foot down, push back the seat.
If your struggling with defeat, I’ve got friends you need to meet
Long cold winter. Long cold winter.
Long, Cold, Long, Cold,
Stretch your babysitter; come back from the winter,
Make the change to ginger, give us back our bitterness,
Take us to the edge of your success. (nOt qUItE fInIshEd lyrIcs!)
Here’s my Samsonite Kalashnikov
Here’s the remote from my TV
Here’s the rainbow you’ve been praying for
There’s the map to East of Zee.
If your struggling to your feet, I’ve got friends you need to meet
Long cold winter. Long cold winter.
A polite breakfast in Elgin
3rd March 0800- Mansfield Hotel Elgin (Scotland). Raspberry yoghurt, fresh pineapples and melon. Coffee (in a pot with a handle too hot to handle!), toast (brown and I only ate half a slice). Two sausages, fried egg, two bits of bacon, mushrooms and black pudding c/w some brown sauce and a small glass of orange juice. Didn't much like the art work on display in the dining room, service was good however and this hotel is nice and warm.
Didn't eat anything at all until I had some soup and tiffin in Aviemore at about 2pm.
Today and yesterday I have seen a lot of snow, some close up, some at a distance.
Didn't eat anything at all until I had some soup and tiffin in Aviemore at about 2pm.
Today and yesterday I have seen a lot of snow, some close up, some at a distance.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
A polite breakfast 3
Edinburgh. Snow fell like snow does, it's very early, I've been up since 0435 and now aeroplanes are frozen on the ground and to it, and I'm in one. Nobody is flying yet.
Edinburgh, 06.35 and I'm sitting on a plane that is going nowhere with it's snowy wings. The captain tells us things will get better once the runway opens. Once it is cleared.
0705, still going nowhere, read the paper, reading a book.
0725, the de-icer truck is due at any moment then we'll be in a queue, once they clear the snow from the runway. Conversations about work, holidays, funny events and more reading.
0745, we must eat a polite breakfast, a hot breakfast which will spoil if not eaten. We must eat it even though we are grounded. No coffee can be served however, only juice, in case of an accident. I eat mine and my fellow passengers eat theirs, quietly as we wait for the next announcement. The breakfast is ok, the weather and the airport are not.
0825, some passengers leave in a herd. Their day is wasted but they have had breakfast. They return to their offices, cars or homes. I'm wondering what to do next.
0905, no queue, no truck, no nothing. Read a book, chat, make phone calls, start to write off the morning.
1000, snow,clearing, de-icer truck has broken down.
1025, stewardess says we can go, I choose to go, we can get off the plane. I ask to go, put my name down, take my boarding card, I will escape. I will make alternative arrangements.
1045, I'm getting off the plane, I'm standing on the slushy steps, but it is raining now.
1050, from the terminal I see the de-icer truck working hard three planes away from the one I was on. They are in a queue.
1100, I am heading for the car park. It was a polite breakfast, shame about the lack of coffee.
Edinburgh, 06.35 and I'm sitting on a plane that is going nowhere with it's snowy wings. The captain tells us things will get better once the runway opens. Once it is cleared.
0705, still going nowhere, read the paper, reading a book.
0725, the de-icer truck is due at any moment then we'll be in a queue, once they clear the snow from the runway. Conversations about work, holidays, funny events and more reading.
0745, we must eat a polite breakfast, a hot breakfast which will spoil if not eaten. We must eat it even though we are grounded. No coffee can be served however, only juice, in case of an accident. I eat mine and my fellow passengers eat theirs, quietly as we wait for the next announcement. The breakfast is ok, the weather and the airport are not.
0825, some passengers leave in a herd. Their day is wasted but they have had breakfast. They return to their offices, cars or homes. I'm wondering what to do next.
0905, no queue, no truck, no nothing. Read a book, chat, make phone calls, start to write off the morning.
1000, snow,clearing, de-icer truck has broken down.
1025, stewardess says we can go, I choose to go, we can get off the plane. I ask to go, put my name down, take my boarding card, I will escape. I will make alternative arrangements.
1045, I'm getting off the plane, I'm standing on the slushy steps, but it is raining now.
1050, from the terminal I see the de-icer truck working hard three planes away from the one I was on. They are in a queue.
1100, I am heading for the car park. It was a polite breakfast, shame about the lack of coffee.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Get your FTMT here, there and on-line
Ladies & Gentlemen,
We at impossible songs are proud to offer the chance of a lifetime, to change your future , your outlook, your finances and your lifestyle. And all for the better. It's all on offer at our FTMT portal that guides you directly to all the stored up wisdom of the universe so.....
Rock 'n Roll down to http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
and smother yourself, your kids, your house, your TV, your deep freeze, your small garden pond that needs a good clean, your Mazda 323, your toasty maker, your desert boots, your MP3 player and your pets in our funky and rewarding ideas.
If that's not good enough then guess what? You can log onto I.Tunes open an account and buy our groovy stuff and cram it into your I.pod , now available in the UK as well as the USA - we've got the sales to make, you've got the cash!! we know it works!! so download our music, YAHOO!!
Problems? try www.impossiblesongs.com get full 2 minute soundclips of all our material or www.mperia.com/artists/impossible_songs or www.mp3tunes.com/impossiblesongs for 30 second soundclips, bloggy stuff, biogs, photos, nonsense, lyrics and you can review us if you like on all our sites.
Anything else is second best, second rate and last week's corned beef hash. So bottle on down and add some FTMT (via impossible songs) to a small, significant corner of your life.
We at impossible songs are proud to offer the chance of a lifetime, to change your future , your outlook, your finances and your lifestyle. And all for the better. It's all on offer at our FTMT portal that guides you directly to all the stored up wisdom of the universe so.....
Rock 'n Roll down to http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
and smother yourself, your kids, your house, your TV, your deep freeze, your small garden pond that needs a good clean, your Mazda 323, your toasty maker, your desert boots, your MP3 player and your pets in our funky and rewarding ideas.
If that's not good enough then guess what? You can log onto I.Tunes open an account and buy our groovy stuff and cram it into your I.pod , now available in the UK as well as the USA - we've got the sales to make, you've got the cash!! we know it works!! so download our music, YAHOO!!
Problems? try www.impossiblesongs.com get full 2 minute soundclips of all our material or www.mperia.com/artists/impossible_songs or www.mp3tunes.com/impossiblesongs for 30 second soundclips, bloggy stuff, biogs, photos, nonsense, lyrics and you can review us if you like on all our sites.
Anything else is second best, second rate and last week's corned beef hash. So bottle on down and add some FTMT (via impossible songs) to a small, significant corner of your life.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
$aving Europe
http://mperia.com/artists/impossible_songs only 88cents a download! And what fantastic quality! And a bit of blogging also, and gigs, and other stuff, and other people.
$aving Europe
A dying breed from yesterday
The heavens opened and took them away
The crows did a fine flying display
We promised to live eternally
The people march then pound the door
The common views are heard no more
Celebrity and trivia run the show
While we lay back, go with the flow.
The Polit bureau face to face
Smile as they conquer, fill each parking space
Their greatest hits, accomplished grace
All bend and scrape to take their place.
You drunken, smoking bastard yobs
Expect degrees and cushy jobs
This country once was run by snobs
Or held to account by angry mobs.
Then with their weapons set to stun
The troops are marshalled in Belgium
They out manoeuvre everyone
And pledge their loyalty to the sun.
Don’t fall in love with just any whore
You pay everything, but she wants more
And take the money from the night before
As you look out the window, she’s out the door.
We’ve tailored you a future bright
With enterprise and shining light
Our yes means no, our no means shite
Believe them or just what you like.
The golden isle, this home of law
The backbone of the planet’s flaws
We gave religion, doubt, guilt and god
We don’t know why, we say “because….”
Poison me with these here onions would you?
My lover wants to poison me with onions
Some strange and vegetable plot
Some unspeakable sexual act
It’s a matter of fact
In onion soup, in strange green fries
Deep in the heart of Chinese recipes
Messages, ciphers and intrigue
Cookery and chicanery lay siege
To the wok and saucepan
A culinary master plan
Whatever the consequences be
My onion poisoning lover she
Prepares an overdose to comatose
And settle me and bury me
By some sunny south facing wall
Where onions shoot up straight and tall.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Time Travel - DIY
If E=mc2 then in order to release E supply c to me/you/whatever.C = the speed of light = light moving. I am not conscious of how to find light that is not moving and any light I find must be moving so if E=mc2 then to release E apply light as we know it.
Another Handy Hint on how to do things from Ali
Another Handy Hint on how to do things from Ali
links, links & ideas for an evening
http://www.mperia.com/displayfull.php?searchby=artist&id=8850
or
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
or
Why not just switch on the TV, grab a beer, put your feet up, relax, enjoy the soaps or footie, walk the dawg, shave the cow, spike the sphinx, tear down the garden shed, read the funnies, fun the readies, attack an idle shark, spray a prayer, get layered, feed the furnace, unzip an apple, paint a chapel's ceiling, unplug that axe, melt some wax, catch some razors, wipe your fears, erase your back axle, twist the headphones, worship your mazda, pick a new nostril, make yours a mackeral, storm iraq, $ave america, stone those pesky crows, pull up the little weeds, say a few kind words, vote for higher tolls, eat sticks, tighten up your machine heads, sing at out of the bedroom, feel free, tell them all it's nothing to do with me, download us, explode us, ignore us, grow on us, make an extra-marital gesture, rest your weary eyes upon the open road, fly to venice, talk sense for a change...but don't act strange.
or
http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com
or
Why not just switch on the TV, grab a beer, put your feet up, relax, enjoy the soaps or footie, walk the dawg, shave the cow, spike the sphinx, tear down the garden shed, read the funnies, fun the readies, attack an idle shark, spray a prayer, get layered, feed the furnace, unzip an apple, paint a chapel's ceiling, unplug that axe, melt some wax, catch some razors, wipe your fears, erase your back axle, twist the headphones, worship your mazda, pick a new nostril, make yours a mackeral, storm iraq, $ave america, stone those pesky crows, pull up the little weeds, say a few kind words, vote for higher tolls, eat sticks, tighten up your machine heads, sing at out of the bedroom, feel free, tell them all it's nothing to do with me, download us, explode us, ignore us, grow on us, make an extra-marital gesture, rest your weary eyes upon the open road, fly to venice, talk sense for a change...but don't act strange.
Time Sucks
E=MC2 at times
Time Sucks
It’s amazing how much time you’ve really got
You think it’s slipping by, but then it’s not
Believe all that you like but let me say
There’s time for everything in everyday.
Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it bend round the planet.
It doesn’t scare me now, things that may come
Face the future sticking out you’re big red tongue
What’s not cant hurt you, what is you can’t control
What’s never been, cannot be seen, so let it go.
Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it bend round the planet.
Time sucks time sucks
Einstein never meant to mix us up
Things that matter are here and now today
And the sun is only eight minutes away.
Time sucks time sucks
Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it just bend round the planet.
Time Sucks
It’s amazing how much time you’ve really got
You think it’s slipping by, but then it’s not
Believe all that you like but let me say
There’s time for everything in everyday.
Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it bend round the planet.
It doesn’t scare me now, things that may come
Face the future sticking out you’re big red tongue
What’s not cant hurt you, what is you can’t control
What’s never been, cannot be seen, so let it go.
Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it bend round the planet.
Time sucks time sucks
Einstein never meant to mix us up
Things that matter are here and now today
And the sun is only eight minutes away.
Time sucks time sucks
Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it just bend round the planet.
Review - 27/01/05
Thanks to Scott for writing this rather nice review from an evening at OOTB - http://www.outofthebedroom.co.uk Edinburgh's No1 live singer/songwriter night. Waverley Bar (upstairs) 27th Jan 05. As ever www.impossiblesongs.com gives more info.
Scott @OOTB -27/01/05
"Impossible Songs then stormed onstage for their first showing of the year; well, John sort of whinged his way up, saying he used to be able to sing, play and have hair like Rob's... He can still rock with the best of them, though, as he proved by kicking into ‘Cold Fish, IS's dual-vocal groove, and proclaimed "let's go and have an accident" (this song, and the cross-legged thousands, were actually the inspiration for the second break). Ali then, after a moment of making sure all was well in the voice department, took centre stage for the well-oiled 'Happy Like', introduced by John as 'a song about train-riding in Japan on Prozac". There's quite a chilling aspect to the sound of this track, which the “kamikaze”-based vocals bear out ( "liked the food, liked the trains, baby, turned really strange"), and John worked some nice wee showboating 'jelly' rolls into the chorus as well. Final song was 'Dancing', which can be obtained for free, if the Impossibles have promo discs with them; a song about insecurities and inter-relationship gamesmanship, Ali warns "the wolf in sheep's clothing", that she "might wear you down and out with my love" (wolves are in for a hard time tonight, as you'll discover...). Another passionate vocal from Ms Hutton."
Scott @OOTB -27/01/05
"Impossible Songs then stormed onstage for their first showing of the year; well, John sort of whinged his way up, saying he used to be able to sing, play and have hair like Rob's... He can still rock with the best of them, though, as he proved by kicking into ‘Cold Fish, IS's dual-vocal groove, and proclaimed "let's go and have an accident" (this song, and the cross-legged thousands, were actually the inspiration for the second break). Ali then, after a moment of making sure all was well in the voice department, took centre stage for the well-oiled 'Happy Like', introduced by John as 'a song about train-riding in Japan on Prozac". There's quite a chilling aspect to the sound of this track, which the “kamikaze”-based vocals bear out ( "liked the food, liked the trains, baby, turned really strange"), and John worked some nice wee showboating 'jelly' rolls into the chorus as well. Final song was 'Dancing', which can be obtained for free, if the Impossibles have promo discs with them; a song about insecurities and inter-relationship gamesmanship, Ali warns "the wolf in sheep's clothing", that she "might wear you down and out with my love" (wolves are in for a hard time tonight, as you'll discover...). Another passionate vocal from Ms Hutton."
Two poems by Olivia
Pancakes
I love pancakes, with golden syrup
It falls onto my pancakes
And melts all runny
And feels funny
Which runs down to my tummy.
They are golden brown
And they’re nice and round
Hot from the pan
Syrup from a can
Butter from the fridge
Dripping from the edge.
I ate two
And didn’t give any to you.
By Olivia.
Syrus
Syrus is shy
And doesn’t like flies
He likes to go outside
And hide
And seek
He likes to roll in the mud
With his paw prints thud, thud, thud.
He is not friends with dogs
Or jumping frogs
From the waterfall
He doesn’t like them at all
He eats his dinner from a silver dish
He likes to eat fish
And chips
He sleeps and counts sheep
He peeps with his little eye
And says,
“Bye bye!”
By Olivia.
I love pancakes, with golden syrup
It falls onto my pancakes
And melts all runny
And feels funny
Which runs down to my tummy.
They are golden brown
And they’re nice and round
Hot from the pan
Syrup from a can
Butter from the fridge
Dripping from the edge.
I ate two
And didn’t give any to you.
By Olivia.
Syrus
Syrus is shy
And doesn’t like flies
He likes to go outside
And hide
And seek
He likes to roll in the mud
With his paw prints thud, thud, thud.
He is not friends with dogs
Or jumping frogs
From the waterfall
He doesn’t like them at all
He eats his dinner from a silver dish
He likes to eat fish
And chips
He sleeps and counts sheep
He peeps with his little eye
And says,
“Bye bye!”
By Olivia.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
heartburst - all the lyrics
Here are the complete set of lyrics from our CD "heartburst", by popular demand...
buy from us direct or via www.impossiblesongs.com
heartburst
heartburst feel the pressure love joy peace or pain
filling up and spilling over forcing tiny teardrops again
heartbeat made to measure before it all began
incomplete without each other hard to see it hard to understand
a special time a seam of gold a butterfly mine a tale untold fluttering by wanting free urging it happen let destiny be a special time sky of stars musical rhyme cage without bars sparkling high invisibly be silvery trails through history see
heartburst feel the pressure love joy peace or pain
filling up and spilling over forcing tiny teardrops again
heartbeat made to measure before it all began
incomplete without each other believing in it still don't understand
butterfly on the moon
you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
emotionally light
it was so real so real for me
it was so real so real
it is so gone so gone from me
it is so gone so gone
you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
emotionally light
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
but you made it real for me
but you made it real for me
emotionally light
how many miles left in a stone
how many styles in a turn?
lonely me has left us well alone
white heat slow burn
it was so real so real for me
it was so real so real
it is so gone so gone from me
it is so gone so gone
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
but you made it real for me
but you made it real for me
all the vows
all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine
you're late my tea's not on the plate
for goodness sake you've not cleaned the shower there's hair in there
it's yours
all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine
all the kids we'll never spawn
all the dreams are gone
all the money we'll never make
all the chances we'll never take
all the methods of escape you'll try
you're late my tea's not on the plate
for goodness sake you've not cleaned the shower there's hair in there it's yours
all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine
are you listening to me or just watching tv?
you've not made the bed the cat wants fed
there's dishes in the sink the dryer's full
it stinks
you think you're so cool
dancing
dancing with a sheep in wolves clothing
self loving and loathing
with a lover not to be
who knew and felt every part of me
left me exposed and sad again
experience rejection pain
happens to us all
aching anger when pride takes a fall
i might wear you out
i might wear you down and out
with my love
don't want to wear you out
don't want to wear you down and out
with my love
love will wear you out
love will wear you down and out
my strange love
playing with bubbles inside balloons
whistling silly tunes
pretend that you won't be
the one who walks away from me
love will wear you out
love will wear you down and out
recurring theme
let's not talk
let's not talk about it
it just doesn't help to talk about it
let's not fight
let's not worry
let's not cry
let's not joke
let's not sing
some things are too big
some things just don't work
sometimes it's just time
it's just time to give up
sometimes you've just got to
got to take a walk
a year in this life, a year in this life
a year in this life , another year in my life
a year in this life, another year in your life
let's not talk
how i hate
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
how i hate to hate you now
how i loved to hate you then
memory replays time again
fear drains all the colour away
hope scolds and laughs at pain
dread relaxes now it's over
it's all over it's all over
that's my baby
that's my baby that's my baby boy
he's walking taller than ever i could try
don't even whisper never let him see
i'll be a model parent when he's done with me
that's my baby that's my baby boy
he's walking taller stretching to the sky
wants me to be clever wants me to win
you can take it in the neck or lay it on the chin
doing the impossible as you can tell
doing the impossible not so very well
that's my baby that's my baby girl
she talks a language indecipherable
don't even shiver keep it back from me
let it all develop unexpectedly
that's my baby that's my baby girl
moving on faster thousand miles an hour
she's flying higher running out of sky
you can walk the walk of life or you can
walk on by
doing the impossible aren't you doing it well? doing the impossible who can ever tell?
tokyo skyline
can't
get the tokyo skyline out from off my mind
take
this air-con glass box world away and let me fly
carry me there carry me anywhere
i
can't get the vicious foreplay from my memory
so
help me make believe beneath some cherry tree
carry me there carry me anywhere
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
had
to travel far to get yourself back there again
had
to disappear to clearly see yourself again
had
to be a stranger so you could feel real inside
had to find the distance then explore what lay behind
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
carry me there carry me anywhere
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
2am
karaoke bar that tired out business man
make all the plans you like waiting for the rising sun
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline.
she's a waitress
waiting for years waiting such a long time
i could never get enthusiastic 'bout my food
i could never be my best and still be understood
and any time you ask how i'd describe myself
i'll just smile and say i want to be your waitress
i just want to be yours
you've just got to be mine
i've been lucky and unlucky when it comes to love
i've been bitten then been shy of all the bugs
so anytime you want to taste my success
just give me all your tips i'll be your waitress
i just want to be yours
you've just got to be mine
i have worked the tables and the places round this town
i have heard the tales and conversations put me down
you have had the chances seen the glances from this end
here's the menu you've been missing you just help yourself
i just want to be yours
you just want to be mine
waiting for years waiting such a long time
cold fish
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready are you ready to get on alone?
you can live your life at the bottom of a wishing well
you can be a cold fish or a freak eating taco bell
see things anyway you like
want the left but need the right
now's the time for an accident let's go have one who can tell
spent the last weekend with my back against a telephone pole
you can live the lie but some day you're gonna lose control
now it's getting close to eight
i guess you won’t be home till late
take your shoes of and dance you can jam and you can jelly roll
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready are you ready to get on alone?
now it's getting close to eight
i guess you won’t be home till late
take your shoes of and dance you can jam and you can jelly roll
all words & music copyright john barclay & alison hutton may 2004 - all rights reserved
impossible songs - heartburst.
www.impossiblesongs.com
buy from us direct or via www.impossiblesongs.com
heartburst
heartburst feel the pressure love joy peace or pain
filling up and spilling over forcing tiny teardrops again
heartbeat made to measure before it all began
incomplete without each other hard to see it hard to understand
a special time a seam of gold a butterfly mine a tale untold fluttering by wanting free urging it happen let destiny be a special time sky of stars musical rhyme cage without bars sparkling high invisibly be silvery trails through history see
heartburst feel the pressure love joy peace or pain
filling up and spilling over forcing tiny teardrops again
heartbeat made to measure before it all began
incomplete without each other believing in it still don't understand
butterfly on the moon
you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
emotionally light
it was so real so real for me
it was so real so real
it is so gone so gone from me
it is so gone so gone
you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
emotionally light
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
but you made it real for me
but you made it real for me
emotionally light
how many miles left in a stone
how many styles in a turn?
lonely me has left us well alone
white heat slow burn
it was so real so real for me
it was so real so real
it is so gone so gone from me
it is so gone so gone
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
but you made it real for me
but you made it real for me
all the vows
all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine
you're late my tea's not on the plate
for goodness sake you've not cleaned the shower there's hair in there
it's yours
all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine
all the kids we'll never spawn
all the dreams are gone
all the money we'll never make
all the chances we'll never take
all the methods of escape you'll try
you're late my tea's not on the plate
for goodness sake you've not cleaned the shower there's hair in there it's yours
all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine
are you listening to me or just watching tv?
you've not made the bed the cat wants fed
there's dishes in the sink the dryer's full
it stinks
you think you're so cool
dancing
dancing with a sheep in wolves clothing
self loving and loathing
with a lover not to be
who knew and felt every part of me
left me exposed and sad again
experience rejection pain
happens to us all
aching anger when pride takes a fall
i might wear you out
i might wear you down and out
with my love
don't want to wear you out
don't want to wear you down and out
with my love
love will wear you out
love will wear you down and out
my strange love
playing with bubbles inside balloons
whistling silly tunes
pretend that you won't be
the one who walks away from me
love will wear you out
love will wear you down and out
recurring theme
let's not talk
let's not talk about it
it just doesn't help to talk about it
let's not fight
let's not worry
let's not cry
let's not joke
let's not sing
some things are too big
some things just don't work
sometimes it's just time
it's just time to give up
sometimes you've just got to
got to take a walk
a year in this life, a year in this life
a year in this life , another year in my life
a year in this life, another year in your life
let's not talk
how i hate
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
how i hate to hate you now
how i loved to hate you then
memory replays time again
fear drains all the colour away
hope scolds and laughs at pain
dread relaxes now it's over
it's all over it's all over
that's my baby
that's my baby that's my baby boy
he's walking taller than ever i could try
don't even whisper never let him see
i'll be a model parent when he's done with me
that's my baby that's my baby boy
he's walking taller stretching to the sky
wants me to be clever wants me to win
you can take it in the neck or lay it on the chin
doing the impossible as you can tell
doing the impossible not so very well
that's my baby that's my baby girl
she talks a language indecipherable
don't even shiver keep it back from me
let it all develop unexpectedly
that's my baby that's my baby girl
moving on faster thousand miles an hour
she's flying higher running out of sky
you can walk the walk of life or you can
walk on by
doing the impossible aren't you doing it well? doing the impossible who can ever tell?
tokyo skyline
can't
get the tokyo skyline out from off my mind
take
this air-con glass box world away and let me fly
carry me there carry me anywhere
i
can't get the vicious foreplay from my memory
so
help me make believe beneath some cherry tree
carry me there carry me anywhere
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
had
to travel far to get yourself back there again
had
to disappear to clearly see yourself again
had
to be a stranger so you could feel real inside
had to find the distance then explore what lay behind
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
carry me there carry me anywhere
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
2am
karaoke bar that tired out business man
make all the plans you like waiting for the rising sun
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline.
she's a waitress
waiting for years waiting such a long time
i could never get enthusiastic 'bout my food
i could never be my best and still be understood
and any time you ask how i'd describe myself
i'll just smile and say i want to be your waitress
i just want to be yours
you've just got to be mine
i've been lucky and unlucky when it comes to love
i've been bitten then been shy of all the bugs
so anytime you want to taste my success
just give me all your tips i'll be your waitress
i just want to be yours
you've just got to be mine
i have worked the tables and the places round this town
i have heard the tales and conversations put me down
you have had the chances seen the glances from this end
here's the menu you've been missing you just help yourself
i just want to be yours
you just want to be mine
waiting for years waiting such a long time
cold fish
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready are you ready to get on alone?
you can live your life at the bottom of a wishing well
you can be a cold fish or a freak eating taco bell
see things anyway you like
want the left but need the right
now's the time for an accident let's go have one who can tell
spent the last weekend with my back against a telephone pole
you can live the lie but some day you're gonna lose control
now it's getting close to eight
i guess you won’t be home till late
take your shoes of and dance you can jam and you can jelly roll
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready are you ready to get on alone?
now it's getting close to eight
i guess you won’t be home till late
take your shoes of and dance you can jam and you can jelly roll
all words & music copyright john barclay & alison hutton may 2004 - all rights reserved
impossible songs - heartburst.
www.impossiblesongs.com
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