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One Man Slumber Party

by The Spare Room

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1.
Columbo 04:18
Say for me that I'm a screw But I'm not gonna argue, not gonna argue with perfect timing. We bought some drinks, rum and cokes and Soon we were jolly Jolly Giant and his hazy leading lady Do you know, do you know This is the best day I have had in quite some time Lets do it again, sometime You'd be surprised I've got nothing planned Mostly I'm just hanging around Got a broken wing but your bird can sing, Is that alright? Spent the spring in our pyjamas Dedicated bums, reruns of Columbo He's the daddy Then we got out of our jim jams, Had a quick whip round, and went out for drinkies. We didn't get any. Do you know, do you know This is the best day I have had in quite some time Lets do it again, sometime You'd be surprised I've got nothing planned Mostly I'm just hanging around Got a broken wing but your bird can sing, Is that alright? I got scared and I ran There's a part of me still believes in something but oh man, I lost my faith and I don't know how to face you, With these scars all on my face and hands. My imaginary friends are coming home to roost I'm gonna make my jailbreak, With my jailbait in tow. Do you know, do you know This is the best day I have had in quite some time Lets do it again, sometime You'd be surprised I've got nothing planned Mostly I'm just hanging around Got a broken wing but your bird can sing, Is that alright?
2.
JJ 1 04:02
Dial a bride My one on the side She never brings me gifts Come back home to Uncle Jack Jones and Sweet Domestic Bliss By the dram you know that I am still raging through the night Jack attack, the horrors are back They're wasted, old and fat. Caught your wrist, you're calling it quits But all I'm asking is An uninterrupted embrace, an open ended kiss. Their voices, their voices call from the deep and covet me "Baby we'll see you soon" And we will crash on the fire, and Sing of desire, If we can hold the tune. Wake up with a shark in your head and the scent of your own blood. Can't shake of this dream I've been having since I last saw Mim. Amy's kids are fighting the bath soap out her shaking hands. Jack attack declares "that's a wrap" and turns us all to stone. He turns us all to stone.
3.
Silence abounds, Exhale and collapse, Fall back on old TV shows. Made a grand on my mother's ring, There's a bit of whore in everything and, It's more than I can bear Let it all out, Leave it all here. The dead always rise for one last hurrah. I'm losing my puppy fat. (We were never good at this, Better make a dying wish, Be my every when and where.)
4.
(River Law) 02:14
In a bar the mainsail of my boat was stolen, and a drunk said "It ain't over til it's over" When he hired me i was glad to be of use But it's hardly gonna fix the roof.
5.
All It Takes 04:30
I am a still life I am a monotone Losing my thread and Bending your answer-phone. The days are empty The nights go unadorned Losing your lustre Left in the dresser drawer Our star is waning It barely held the night My crown is broken Your hesitation Thats all it takes All it takes. There's nothing out there All souls All centuries These walls are hollow You already know I'm tired of music I'm tired of talking of shit Singing is just a pretty way to put it.
6.
Make your nest in here she said and Put a black eyed girl to bed I've got a real good reason why I wasn't there You've gotta believe me. Can we let the dead be dead. Jack Jones says don't leave yet cos I got nobody and the boy on the floor looks up Yea I know that you think I'm gone but it won't change nothing. Cos I'm just waiting, Waiting for release. On the open road With all the saints My injuries are clean breaks I've got a real bad feeling I shouldn't have spoken into the open darkness But I can't ever take it back. Jack Jones says don't leave yet cos I got nobody and the boy on the floor looks up Like a trash can rock band, touring for pocket money I am waiting, Waiting for release. Cos the dead always rise for one last hurrah and I've seen them all headed down to the bar So abandon your car right there in the street I'll be waiting, waiting. Cos the dead always rise for one last drink, is my maker gonna break me out of the clink? On the day of departure, When you're done with me I'll be waiting, Waiting for Release.
7.
JJ 2 05:37
Is it just simple modus tollens, Coming down after a happy high. Blow the dust off the one you carry, Brush the cobwebs out your pinpoint eyes, Yea it's that kind of racket they never need to advertise. Hit the first sharp shake, Hear the voices coming back on side. All in stone. You always were, better on your own. Better on your own. Just a mope with a mop and bucket, Do you lust after the night life? You could crawl out the hole but you'd only be half the man. Yea it's hard to hear when he tells me who I really am. Old Jack Jones, You always were, better on your own. Better on your own. Well by now it's bell, book, and candle. No more kicking the can down the road. All the same old behaviour patterns, You'll only end up on your own. Write the will, say your spiel, yea you know I'm breaking down the deal. Come and lie down beside, I'ma die, You're good at keeping still. All in stone. You always were, better on your own. Better on your own.

about

Recorded at Ginger's Cottage, Bude / The Neighbourhood, Deptford / Miloco, Bermondsey.

Mixed at Miloco.

Mastered by John Webber at Air Studios.

"Moon House" Artwork by Katy Christianson

For Joel.

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released October 1, 2016

Music/Lyrics - Louis Doyle

Engineering - Daniel Moyler, Jon Kensington

Mix - Daniel Moyler OT, Jon Kensington, Matt Wanstall, Louis Doyle

Instrumentation brought to you by:

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Jesse Doyle, Jon French, Edward Randell, Raphael Clarkson, Jeremy Law, Jake Wanstall, Sam Rowe, Nick Quanrud, Richard Swan, Ben Swan, Sannah Doyle, Emma Ladell, Freya Ward-Smith, Edmund Thomson Jones.

Thanks for caring for years, fam: Jess, Dan, Ed, Jake, French, Nick, CQ. This album woulda never got started, let alone finished.

Special thanks to Rowling for the bread.

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