The Beautiful Suchness of Things

by Nick Molyneux

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1.
Mrs Bride 03:31
Mrs. Bride I got your picture in my cell, Mrs. Bride You’re looking well and your arms are held out wide You’ve got red eye in the lens Your smile says, “That depends!” And I can’t remember now why you died. I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2) That’s how I do my bird. Fagends, sweat and strange perfumed smells The clangs on the landings, echoed yells Guys buzz round being manic To cover up their panic At night the landing fills with ghosts of girls I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2) That’s how I do my bird. There are cons here who are searching, on a mission They read prophecy, philosophy, religion Their heads full of ideas Hectic stuff and weird Some see evil, some see angel visions I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2) That’s how I do my bird. I got angry and the anger poisoned me Every man is angry in Gartree But I breathe in the still And breathe out the dark Banged up in my cell I know I’m free Banged up in my cell I know I’m free I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2) That’s how I do my bird.
2.
The Beautiful Suchness of Things I’m filming my life with my phone It’s the camera lens in the zone My eye does not need to take part And I don’t need a functioning heart I’ll catch up my life at the end Or you can, when I press “send” It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings The beautiful suchness of things. You’re talking but I will not hear I’m thinking of having a beer At last when the beer’s in my hand I forget it, engrossed in the band Another distraction’s along So I miss more than half of the song It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings The beautiful suchness of things. I’m eating problems at work I’m drinking plans for the night Not taking part, I just lurk No wonder I don’t feel delight I get in the way of my life Dissecting it under the knife It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings The beautiful suchness of things. You could get to the end of your days Where the past curls up in the blaze And there’s nothing at all up ahead Not even the being of dead A glass of peach juice will amaze Cold potato and real mayonnaise It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings The beautiful suchness of things. It’s a day when everything’s calm It’s a day when everything’s still When I’ve dampened down my alarm Things can do whatever they will And they do, with fabulous charm Just themselves, they teach me, until It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings The beautiful suchness of things.
3.
Dark Islands 04:13
Dark Islands The open doorway rustles with a light dust fall As a sleeping wren turns in the old roof turf. The silence now stretches past the curlew’s call And rests on a bed of whispering surf. The full moon’s glow echoes softly from the bay And spreads through the gloom in the night frost air Where my sweet boy sleeps dreaming in the hay Dark islands, shining water, have we lost her? She’s a thousand miles away Will she be there? Dark islands, dark islands The moon’s reflection ripples and there comes a sudden chill The little boy turns in his cow-shed bed She’s a long way away and she’s itching for a thrill In a wild mood that’s filled me up with dread The open doorway rustles with a pattering of rain I hear his snuffling snores as he breathes but doesn’t stir Will his life be sadness, and things we can’t explain? Dark islands, shining water, have we lost her? She’s a thousand miles away Will she be there? Dark islands, dark islands
4.
Smiling People (You) think love’s rare, it isn’t Think love is special, no You’d hear it if you listened Listen high and low The birds enjoying flight The breeze that loves to blow The trees that reach for light Time is love each moment slow Smiling people they all know You must listen high and low Breathe in deep and feel the glow You must listen high and low It isn’t true that love is rare It’s all around and everywhere Real good feelings here and there Just let it go You know when push must come to shove That everything is made of love Even you, you’re made of love You so and so Smiling people they all know You must listen high and low Breathe in deep and feel the glow You must listen high and low wake up/stretch /and/yawn and /shower/ see/ the/sunrise/over/towers/ breakfast/orange /blackbird’s/big song/ stay /together/we’ll do/no wrong/ dressing /smartly/made to /measure/ sunrise /bringing/smiles of/pleasure/ walking/one step/two step /bus-stop/ you just/keep on /singing/don’t stop/ doo-wap /doo-wap /doo-wap April/showers/sunshine/raindrop/ jump in /hundred/miles to/foodstop/ radio/blasting/lovely/doo-wap/ doo-wap /doo-wap /doo-wap I’m a live it’s good enough[yeah] e-ven when the times are rough you’re a long time be ing dead live it well and you’re a-head we are only here a while those who know love give a smile
5.
Not a Riddle 02:32
Notariddle it cannot be seen but it can be heard its curious name sung in each word it is not hiding you don’t need belief gossip defeats it it’s tougher than grief it’s there in the saint and deep in the creep in peace it won’t smile in war it won’t weep it was never born it was there from the start quiet your mind it’s there in your heart Don’t add thought To the morning light It is as it is And it is just right
6.
Ocean Eyes 02:57
Ocean Eyes my heart’s a hen caught by the foot flapping in a feather fizz she knows that she can watch defeat her ruthless eyes have seen what is my belly’s falling down a shaft miners in a plunging cage she watches with those ocean eyes formed at much too young an age men in hardhats drill my lungs they think I can be cured it won’t hurt her if I am hurt her knowing eyes are now inured I’m saturated by her look the tide comes in I’m full and wet salt is squeezing from my eyes the foaming wave tastes like regret she knows what things cannot be shared to her I humbly bow down low to earth to clouds to sea I bow for all is greater, all aglow
7.
What can it be? Something is here Alive in the air It spreads as the daylight fades Here and everywhere I think that your smile And maybe that dress Turned on the moon and stars And the dark night said, Yes! CHORUS It’s in every breath I take and never feels wrong It’s subtle like the candlelight and I just go along I feel it in the glowing cloud and in the rustling trees The night is in love with you and we are we are at our ease I look at the moon Hear the sighing sea A million stars on fire for you And I know that I agree I see in your eye Lit by candle flame Why the Heavens fell for you And I feel the same CHORUS It’s in every breath I take and never feels wrong It’s coming through like radio waves and I just go along I feel it in the moonlit clouds and in the rustling trees The night is in love with you and we are we are at our ease
8.
Blame Not 03:39
Blame Not You cut the strings on Mandy And kicked your Jimmy Choo Smack at the polished cedar wood And smashed a hole right through. Temper, temper, once-my-love! The mandolin is true - He only sang what I told him to: The treachery of you. His strings it’s true played hostile chords His tone was bitter gall But kicking holes through the sounding board Is no use at all. He told the world what you promised And what it is you do. He sang the truth he sang the truth Sang the truth of you. Whose fault is it the song is cruel? Twas you that I admired I think we should name the one By whom the song’s inspired. The mandolin is not to blame But the one who was untrue He only sang what I told him to: The treachery of you.
9.
Lingering 03:51
Lingering Gran’s on the bridge Where swallows swoop by Next to the lake Between earth and sky She smiles forever She knows that’s not long Though it is forever And as long as this song Lingering, lingering In the park Lingering Till it gets dark Goldfish crowd Round the infant man Who scatters fishfood The grandson of Gran Gran smiles forever She knows that’s not long Though when children play It’s as sweet as a song Lingering, lingering In the park Lingering Till it gets dark Fish love tall fronds Where the current wends And like the grandson Think time never ends Gran smiles forever She knows that’s not long Though the last of it lasts As long as this song Lingering, lingering In the park Lingering Till it gets dark Children and Grandma Love to play Till shadows deepen At the end of the day Gran smiles forever And she knows why ‘Cause now is forever And now will not die Lingering, lingering In the park Lingering Till it gets dark

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These songs rise into the air, lifted by the lilt of Nick Molyneux's acoustic guitar-picking. His lively folk-based musicianship has both charm and bite.

The lyrics of George Marsh bring you stories with a Buddhist flavour alongside intimate ballads exploring the darker side of life.

For a Zen inspired selection take:

Mrs Bride (about a murderer's meditation in prison)
The Beautiful Suchness of Things
Not a riddle
What Can It Be?
and Lingering

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released July 1, 2013

All songs: George Marsh, Nick Molyneux
Vocals, guitars, mandolin, piano, Irish whistle, harmonica, eggs: Nick Molyneux
Additional percussion: Paul Valentine
Producer: Nick Molyneux
Mastering: Barry Gardner at SafeandSound (www.masteringmastering.co.uk)
Photography: Denise Elliott, Jan Fowler
Design and website: Jan Fowler at Aposites
CD production: dbMasters.co.uk
Thanks to: Mary and Derek Molyneux, Hélène, Krystyna, Jane, Tim, Ricky
Website: www.darkislands.co.uk
Email: admin@darkislands.co.uk
Downloads: www.bandcamp.com

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