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Cuts

by paulfcook

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Really enjoying this clever set of catchy as fuck tunes. It conjures in my mind Malcolm Mclaren and Norman Cook jamming with Beck and The Pet Shop Boys. I had a few of these tracks already, but they work really well together, so it's great to have them as an album. Fantastic stuff x
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Blues Man 03:10
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St. George 03:28
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Tiny Minds 02:31
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Hey dude what's happening? Hey dude what's happening? It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like "Hey dude what's happenin'?" It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like warm apple cider Warm apple cider English people are very shy and do not speak English people are very shy and do not speak (What a concept) English people are very shy and do not speak (What a concept) English people are very shy and do not speak Um? Um? Is that all? You think he's weird? Why's he weird? You think he's weird? I think he's a weird dude? You think he's weird? Um? Yes! Why's he weird, why's he weirder than you? Um? Must be the suspenders! It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like 'Hey dude what's happening?' Why's he weird, why's he warm apple cider? Why's he weird, why's he "Hey dude, what's happenin'?" It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like warm apple cider It tastes like. It tastes like It tastes like warm apple cider English people are very shy and do not speak English people are very shy and do not speak. Um? (What a concept) English people are very warm apple cider. Um? (What a concept) English people are very weirder than you Very, um, very shy Warm apple cider, Warm apple cider Warm apple cider, Warm apple cider
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SOAP, LEMONS, PARACETAMOL Wake up, breathe, thank your God for breath. Clean your teeth (is that a cough?). Gargle with salt. Take your tea extra hot. Keep fear at bay, and write a list. Take back control With soap, lemons, paracetamol. Check the news but keep it short, Radio for facts, the birds for true report. What next? Oh yes. Exercise. Stand up straight, fill your sacs. Your stocks are low, get on your knees And pray, facing Sainsbury’s. Butter. Apples. Chocolate. Cheese. Nearly noon and so little done, Feel inessential, feeling numb. How stuck indoors, our deeds of love. Ambition grounded, hopes on hold. Do your taxes, paint the shed. Don’t think about what all this means, Keep death at bay with games and memes. Ignore the pressure to achieve, Stare out the window, see that leaf Watch it blow across the yard. Syrup. Wine. Sugar. Lard. Great events are best left Unexplained when in the fire. It needs distance to see The Truth, cooling with time. Two metres? Make it two years. Leave snap judgements to the tweets of sages And Job’s friends. Be still. Know we’re not God. From dust we’re made, from dust we’re raised. Bread. Flour. Marmalade. Late afternoon, The toll comes in Want to hear the score again? Worse than China, worse than Spain. Please. Stop playing this awful game. Some say it’s war, but that’s unfair to us and them, When what we fight has no face, no shame, It’s just data doing its thing. Dad, what did you do during the plague? I stayed indoors, got little done And watched the wind blow through leaves and lives. Milk. Pepper. Salad. Limes. Fail to focus. Want to cry. Feel low, feel late. Please stop saying this is great When weeks ago the talk was mean. Now in the night the sirens scream And the virus sneaks into our dreams. It’s hot. Is that the fever? Open the latch, lift the lever. Offer thanks and praise To the ones who’ve no time to reminisce. Or self-improve, or say good bye. A crash course in metaphysics for them. Dusted in days. They’re done too soon, Their last question sighs: why? Wheat. Barley. Corn. Rye. So order your affairs and complete that list. Wash your hands and call your mum, That neighbour, friend, your son. Tell them what you always knew: This life’s a gift, that Love is real, Its touch is true, it is thing that gets us through This moment; it will pass. So take deep breaths and fill your soul. The Spirit’s willing, you make that call. Soap. Lemons. Paracetamol.
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Attention!!! Attention!! YOUR REF: CLAIMS/ATM/201V ` Courage my dear, I know you will be waiting for the arrival of your ATM CARD which I was sending you an e-mail but it letter return back due to wrong e-mail address provided, I think there is a mistake in the address giving to me and that has cost me a lot of strength, but I thank God that it return back safely. The only things now is your urgent contact directly to (International diplomatic service company) this company are in charge of delivering your ATM Card. here is there contact info. (Director) Name= Mr.Billy Benjamin E-mail;(diplomaticagent1142@gmail.com) PHONE NUMBER = +1(409)422-8544 Be advised to reconfirm your address. YOUR FULL NAME=========== YOUR PHONE NUMBER======= YOUR COUNTRY================ OCCUPATION======== HOME ADDRESS=============== For your information, the delivering charges of your ATM Card has been paid,and Clearance Certificate Fee showing that this transaction is legitimate and not a Drug Money or Terrorist money laundry to sponsor Terrorist attack in your Country,The only money you will send to the Courier company to deliver your ATM CARD direct to your postal Address in your country is $80 Only being their Security Keeping Fees of the International diplomatic service(IDS) Courier Company so far. Again,Don't be deceive by anybody to pay any other money except $80, I would have paid that but they said no,because they don't know when you will contact them and in case of demur-rages. You have to contact the IDS Courier Company Director for the delivery of your ATM CARD package with this information above and don't forget to call the Director Mr.Billy Benjamin with this number above for urgent delivery as a matter of facts, make sure as the rightful beneficiary of the ATM CARD package of $4.5 million usd,you must contact them by indicating the code (ATM/201V) to enable them deliver the ATM package as they have it in their record.

about

Over the years I have collected bits of audio; sometimes as part of a field recording and sometimes from old vinyl. I'd keep them in a folder and promise myself I'd do something with them one day.

That happened for the first time when I put together the track 'Blues Man' in 2018. It was built from bits of a recording I made of the self-confessed 'blues man' who appeared on a train I was on that hadn't left London Bridge station yet. That was selected as a Fresh Fave on the excellent peer review site and music resource FreshOnTheNet set up by Tom Robinson; who also played it on his Saturday night show.

I then cut up a drunken night in my college bar, recorded on a professional Sony Walkman, from the 1980s on 'Warm Apple Cider', put a spam email put through a text-to-voice programme on 'Attention! Attention!', collaborated with the exceptional writer and contributor to 'Thought For The Day', Rhidian Brook during lock-down on 'Soap, Lemons, Paracetamol', and used the wonderful voice of James Dodding on 'St. George', taken from the BBC's ‘Movement, Mime And Music: 2 - Mimes To Music’ LP from 1970.

Most recently Alvin Stardust came to me in a dream and asked me to use his COI Green Cross Code ad, so I created 'Tiny Minds' (okay, so he didn't come to me in a dream, but I saw the clip and heard something in the inflection of his voice that made me think it could be used in a track). 'No Musical Talent' came from a scratchy vinyl 7" which was uncovered when I was clearing my uncle's house after he died.

These tracks have all floated around on my profile as one-offs but making 'Tiny Minds' and 'No Musical Talent' made me think that all these tracks were cut-up siblings so I decided to bring them into this collection.

If you like these then you might also want to check out the tribute to my mother 'Mater Gloria' which was made using recordings of the bells in the village where she lived (and died), 'Hehje' which layers sounds over a recording I made in the underground gallery 'Cisterne' in Copenhagen, and the ambient album 'Floating Caves'.

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released December 12, 2022

Guitar, keyboards, Omnichord, melodica, percussion: paulfcook
Spoken word passages on Soap, Lemons, Paracetamol: Rhidian Brook
Vocals on Lightvessel Automatic: Michael Crowther

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paulfcook London, UK

paulfcook writes, produces & remixes using acoustic and electronic instruments & field recordings. He is a member of the London/Liverpool group Skylon (skylonband.bandcamp.com).

He has been played on Tom Robinson's 6Music show, Mixtape, & Elizabeth Alker's Radio 3 show Unclassified, as well as Exile FM's Monday Night Ride Out & Trust The Doc radio shows.

Paul writes about music for Joyzine.org
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