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The Likes of She (EP1)

by Owen Duff

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1.
I'm gonna play my bass guitar I'm gonna pretend that I'm far away from this place I'm gonna play my bass I've been sick for a long time now I was sent up the Magic Mountain to get well For how long nobody would tell Nobody's sure what is the cure and what's the disease But the chaplain prays and the doctor stays 'though I wish he'd leave They put my night terrors down to errors in my dosage But I know they've made a mistake in my diagnosis See they don't know that you broke my heart When you showed up and stopped what we'd started, oh I grieved Why did you have to leave? If I could go back to any place I'd go straight to the sacred space in your embrace and I'd stay 'til I die Oh but I can't, can I? Now I'm above you and your love they say I'll survive I had to stop the love I've got just to stay alive Still memories of you and me they uselessly linger As I sit with these strings under my fingers There's a girl here who cuts her skin She says skin is the thing that keeps us locked in and apart from each other I said "then I'll be you blood brother" And we sit up here watching the view We'll sit all summer and all winter through We sit together, just us two I don't know what she thinks about but I think of you
2.
If my life was a song you'd be the bridge Bold and breathtaking Clever and full of courage You run your own show Like no one I know And every time we meet These words I repeat You amaze me You amaze me When I was a kid a teach asked me could I visualise A brand new colour the thought of it nearly blew my mind's eye Well that's what you're like You're so out of sight that every time we meet These words I repeat You amaze me You amaze me The Scrabble tiles I spilled this morning spelled out your name The streets in my A to Z did the same You're in every letter and every street And every time we meet These words keep repeating I never really got love Thought it was a con or a lie But something in you woke something new in me And now I realise That no picture word or song Could depict what goes on Inside me when we meet This feeling I have that repeats and repeats and repeats You amaze me You amaze me
3.
Isn't it pretty In the city? Haven't our friends come To shine on you and me? And aren't we precious? Precious good and young in the city? You don't believe in witches do you? Didn't I buy you A cape and cane? Didn't you wear them On Christmas day? But isn't now summer? And don't you look a little foolish? You don't believe in witches do you? And won't we see a sad-faced boy? And won't he be fun to fix? Hasn't he forgotten all of the joy and fun and laughter life can bring? You don't believe in witches do you? You don't believe in witches do you? You don't believe in witches do you? No Well there are no witches here So say yes with me
4.
I was a few coins short of a place to be I hung 'round the square like a rare disease Bleak as a funeral at a funfair But I rolled on like a carousel And I bought me a round in the Crown and Bells Held court like a king, was dethroned and thrown out and threw up there Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul And nobody loves me So in a laundrette on a street with no trees I flicked through pages of slick journalese And thought - a revolution's coming, someone just has to call it I wanted a car then to drive or sell Or to run away, or to raise some hell But I know every time I drive a car I stall it Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul Nobody loves a tortured soul like a tortured soul loves a tortured soul And nobody loves me Here's an article about gaining wealth Here's one about mental health Here's one about stacking shelves Here's on about Santa's elves They say they'll get you what you want They promise you that you'll succeed But they never get you what you want And you never get what you need I'm looking for that sunny day Chasing the clouds away...

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Influenced by sources as diverse as Thomas Mann, Rosemary's Baby and Sesame Street, this four song E.P. takes the listener on a journey from a sanatorium in the Swiss alps in 'The Magic Mountain' to a psychedelic city summer with a touch of supernatural dread in 'Witches', by way of the ecstatic love song 'You Amaze Me' ending with the ironic disaffection of 'Nobody Loves a Tortured Soul'. Written, performed and produced by multi-instrumentalist Owen Duff these songs are testament to an unusual and restless musical imagination.

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released August 28, 2018

Written, performed and recorded by Owen Duff. Mastered by Philip Shaw Bova at Bova Lab in Ottawa, Ontario. Artwork concept and design by Owen Duff, styling consultation and photography by Davy Pittoors.

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Owen Duff London, UK

A true adherent to the DIY ethos, Owen Duff creates everything related to his music, from artwork to videos, as well as playing/programming nearly all of the instruments on his songs. His songs that blend influences from folk, 60s chamber pop, electronica, film and TV scores and jazz. Owen's lyrics are inspired by books, films, TV, high and low culture, politics and personal experience. ... more

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