Released 15 May 2020
A short introduction 00:49
Pills for the past 03:08
Free of love 03:29
Buying a little time 04:33
Green squirrel 04:07
Little bitches 02:41
The sound of a gun 07:16
I am not at peace 02:49
Violent tendancies 05:13
The tube 02:58
Seance song 04:11
Not there when you need it 04:22
To be young again 03:44
Tied up inside you 03:32
Almost bought you back to life 03:03
Real friends 04:22
Can't find a way out of myself 03:15
Hospital bed 03:41
Women are magic 04:22
Women are magic (no voice) 04:22
Stephen Jones: "DOWNLOAD ONLY but if you imagine a spinning cd disc it may distract, and vinyl, well, presently, just imagine all the virus you can trap in those deadly grooves. for me while this is on, ears are all you need for BRAIN"
"I played the hardened brain with wooden spoons. Then added guitar and piano and looped things including the marvellous invention =the drum. And even then I do it without a drummer. How cool is that. In fact I do most of my music free of the devil that is musicianship. This is not a deliberately topical album. It just concerns my usual irritants and loves, and of course the songs are so fresh that when you hear them, they maybe just a few hours from birth."
"Someone asked me a very odd question - why do I rate this album up there with other babybird ?
I guess it’s natural that people either prefer my music as 90s indie pop, or something that moved on and adapted - got better.
What I’ve done isn’t and never was ‘indie’ or ‘90s’. Even the LOFI recorded on a 4 track cassette player defies categorisation. That pre ugly beautiful label-less experimentation now comes through in my current Bandcamp releases in spades. Still catchy but with many more layers.
Success in the nineties was just an odd detour which yes was lucrative and more people listened. But wasn’t really my choice of preferred music. It was a stupid daft music business coke fuelled time of hedonism and lost paths.
‘Brain’ and recent albums involve the emotional depth ugly beautiful could barely muster - the 90s were a mere fingernail scraped under the skin, in comparison to rip throat lyrical body of content in yesterday’s release. It may not be verse chorus verse chorus but even included the kitchen sink is poured in. I am aware how these words could seem pretentious or as a misguided trumpet blown, and
I think :) I’m not stupid ..... 50 people buying a download is not particularly sustainable and of course it is disheartening in comparison to say the numbers showing an interest in 1996 but I am honestly extremely grateful that years after that last decade - people are still intrigued and asking is “it up there with the best of babybird ?”