PEOPLE WHO ARE DEAD & DON'T KNOW THAT THEY ARE

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‘People Who Are Dead And Don’t know that They Are’

From the stuttering faux-funk of opener ‘Carnival of hearts’ this hypnotic record draws you into a netherworld of poisoned dreams and half-remembered nightmares; the effect is akin to someone obsessively turning the radio dial in some acid rain-drenched dystopia of a futuristic film noir but failing to find anything to soothe the troubled soul.
The theme of modern society’s shiny facade, diverting us from the human cesspit that festers beneath, is not a new one but has rarely been so convincingly executed.
Stylistically diverse, lyrically blade-sharp and peppered with voices – some muttering, some incantory, some cheering and some in the form of eerie, ethereal backing vocals, the album is infused with a highly invective soundwash.
Throughout, Jack Pound sings/talks like a man who’s really lived the life and Colin Gibson’s arrangements would flummox musicians half his age, but who exactly is Cole Hammer -The man from paranormal?
Their first Album ‘Domestic Bliss’ was merely excellent, this is truly exceptional.
Sleep well children.
Phil Wright – Manchester Free Press

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released 05 March 2010

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Track Name: DREAM LOVER
I got a girl they call dream lover
Meets me at night behind eyelid screens
She blows a kiss and I run for cover
Will there ever be another lover
so obscene?
Track Name: LIFT MY SOUL/HITLER & STALIN/HOLE IN THE HEART
HERE THOSE OLD POLICE SIRENS WAIL
A TONIC FOR THE SOL-FA SCALE
NO BONHOMIE, NO GOOD INTENT
SAXAPHONES CRY IN SAD LAMENT
BRING NO MORE SAD SONGS
Track Name: A SHADOW FALLS
Only god knows what secret ghosts come a-knocking on your door
You no longer scream out in your dreams
You don't sleep anymore
Track Name: VAMPS
Vamps

Come be here and lay with me
Unhinge the mind to find
The measure of your fantasy

Kiss the lips - enjoy
Stroke the mane - touch the skin -enjoy
Taste the sin - enjoy
Come - come within

We know where you want to be
Down where the Divas lust
Oblivion and ecstasy

She thinks she's got me in her pocket
For cryin' out loud
There are no pockets in a shroud

And if the truth be known
Apart from hunger, fear and jealousy
Life beyond the grave is emotionally arid

'Embrace the dark' she urges

But when I contemplate the unearthly hours
The dead among the living has to keep
I tire easily and long for sleep

Finding it hard to get into the spirit of things

Like having to constantly provide
The vital fluid
On which the unmerciful woman
And her siblings exist

I lie on the bed
Tryin' to keep my end up
Listening to the succubus I made a pact with talk dirty

But jokes about
Predatory harridans
And well-endowed young men
Wear thin

I ask myself
When I was mortal
What was my fall from grace?
What prompted this sick, sordid affair?

The answer is simple
I allowed myself to be seduced

Seduced by her boundless knowledge
Of forbidden fruit

Seduced into letting her
Ghost write my story
About Renaissance man's discovery
Of the female seat of pleasure

Most of all
Seduced by the wine
That flowed beneath her young
Creole skin

That was then
When I was mortal

Look at her now

Although still highly intelligent
Years of bad blood
Have soured her
Turning her tortured soul
Hideously deformed

And as for her once beautiful sisters
The relentless pursuit
Of pleasures of the flesh has left them
Drunk on violence
Maddened by addiction to pain

Sometimes when I turn over quickly
In the abyss of the bed
I catch a glimpse of their true being

Old, ugly
Little more than
Sticky leather carapaces
Full of bile and puss

'Blessed be the dammed'
They sing
'Blessed be the dammed'

An eternity of sexual disgust
Is the price I pay
For my fleeting literary success


SLEEP WELL CHILDREN
Track Name: UNIVERSE FOREVER
Tequila loves cameleon
Track Name: IT HURTS SO GOOD
You know she's out for blood
It hurts so good..........