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Friday Trem: Barbelith

In The Invisibles, Barbelith is the name of the “placenta” for humanity; a satellite-like object located on the dark side of the moon. It recurs throughout the story as a supernatural moon seeming both...

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Ubi Caritas

These are the first few bars of a short choral piece I’m writing for my daughter.

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Friday Trem: Drill Here Fore Seismics

The title was taken from a graffito on an abandoned petrol station in Leicester. Who the author was and what they meant by it I never found out, but this was before anyone very much had heard of...

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Friday Trem: Detention

An actual song, with actual lyrics. What happens? What happens next for the hard of working textphone and fax? You don’t pay attention. You don’t pay enough tax. You’re famishing for nuclear secrets....

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Friday Trem: Lost Chord

A few minutes of (I hope) not displeasing Zappa-esque guitar noodling. you know they're dead but you still pretend by w/trem

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Friday Trem: My Goth Adolescence

I think it’s fair to say this tune owes a great deal to the mighty Neph… you know they're dead but you still pretend by w/trem

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Friday Trem: Goodbyes

One of my favourite acts of the late 90s was Dave Pearce’s Flying Saucer Attack, whose eerie, folky, bedroom-shoegaze was the template for a lot of what I did with w/trem. FSA had what I call a...

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Ubi Caritas

Here is my complete Ubi Caritas written for my daughter Ruby on her 11th birthday. It’s not perfect – it’s the first thing of its kind I’ve written in 20 years – but it’s not too bad either. Download...

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Blackwaterside: Pastoral Electronica

For a period of about six months from late Autumn last year to early Spring this year I was working near to Harmondsworth Moor, and had the opportunity to go out wandering over the moor at lunchtimes....

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Friday Trem: What A Rose Is

Closing time, I’ve had more than my fill legs keep walking, get me over the hill stars above never answer back and never dare to judge misery and misbehaviour for in that rose contained was heaven and...

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