University is intense at the moment, hence my lack of anything musical whatsoever; but, I absolutely promise to provide something new soon.
Excuses over.. here’s a recording of my ‘Feed A Thousand’, courtesy of Mr Tim Price. He wanted a guinea pig for some coursework, so I jumped at the chance, quite the recording wizard.
Feel free to download it from the old soundcloud: www.soundcloud.com/thomascole
To binge or not to binge (live?)
Here’s a frustrating predicament for you, this here song is being a right twat to get finished! I’ve had two good writing sessions on it, both of which have been when I’ve been ridiculously hungover but apparently for the better, because it’s done wonders for the song. I had a deadline of sorts in that today was the deadline for a competition set by Jamie Cullum and pizza express to find some young musician hopefuls. Despite some peoples objection to such competitions I’m giving this one a punt, mainly to get reaction to the song.
So, having not finished the song at all, I’ve just necked a hefty gin and tonic in some sort of attempt to enter ‘the zone’ as it were haha. I should mention this absolutely didn’t work, if anything, it only made me sing abit like a wailing tranny.
I’ve made a live style recording by just taking everything on one track direct from the output of my PA. Hence its raw nature.
Er, time to stop waffling. I’m going out to get drunk in Rhumsaa, lots of love xxx
My cousin Sam Harker, going by the alias of Shambol is churning out some fantastic electronic stuff at the moment; here’s one called ‘Jerk’.
Jamie Murphy kindly did a great little video of me strumming a Bombay Bicycle Club cover. Check out his website: http://ohstar.co.uk/
More videos and new songs to come soon. Sorry for being lazy as of late!
Love, Thomas x
What to do:
Being a Brit and all, I thought I’d express my earnest appreciation for this recent spell of promising weather by giving you another song! Here’s a song that’s been in the pipeline now for about a year, with every intention to see it evolve and multiple attempts to produce a better recording. It’s a stubborn one though, and despite various versions coming to light, the original recording, all be it a pretty flawed one, perseveres as being the most pleasing.
The song came together at the end of my first year in University, and as such incorporates memories from a whole host of experiences, particularly social, in which I found myself becoming ever more aware of my occasional awkwardness around people. I think this came about as a result of quickly deciding to come to Bangor through ‘clearing’ on UCAS; hence all the while, I was questioning whether my prospective degree in Geological Oceanography was really that prevalent over my serious ambition to make music. To look back on now it’s pretty funny really, and I feel pretty content with good old Bangor, even if my time here is just abit of a means to an end.
One sec and you’ll be told if anyone’s in, turn the lights down low and let the music take you here on in. Pick up sticks you’re on the other side; you’re really not much fun now. Bounce the ball and bounce the ball and bounce the ball and bounce the ball, till the head falls off, and grovels at your feet on his floor. I’m drawing inspiration by the pound from my dreams, a tricky way to live though as it seems. You big old bag of bones you’re on your own. Speak up if you want to wear the crown! Want to wear the crown? Under this roof, there’s no room for crowds. I’m racing, you know the atmosphere, you know it’s breaking. I heard it’s racing! You know the atmosphere, you know it’s breaking! I’m drawing inspiration by the pound from my dreams, a tricky way to live though as it seems. You big old bag of bones you’re on your own. I foresee no changing in the air, but I hope the day comes soon. Easter 2010
Ahoy! Here’s my latest snack for your ears! It’s a song about breaking confines set by school etc, and getting abit merry in a bubble of aspiration. Listening to this song was a pretty inspiring precursor:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3mGV5pDDsM.
You’re a big boy now with a brilliant mind. They said use it wisely and please don’t waste our time. I said, I accept and I feel your mind; I said, yes yes I know you’re right. And once again you wish that I’d think, ‘I’m getting old, just do what I did’; hang you’re aspirations out to dry. And once again you wish that I’d see, see the way that you protect me; hang your aspirations out to dry. I’m toying with the option, of cutting loose and making my own time. By the book, oh what a way to live! And once again you wish that I’d think, ‘I’m getting old, just do what I did’; hang you’re aspirations out to dry. And once again you wish that I’d see, see the way that you protect me; hang your aspirations out to dry. Summer 2010
Who ME? I’m the bouncer!
Heyy Up! My second contribution to this tumblr business: it’s a song about climbing onto the roof of the mighty Octagon night club in Bangor. Oh dear!
Lyrics: I’m going to feed you breadcrumbs till, you turn black & blue and oh, what fortune! Oh, fortuitous you. And I’m going to teach you lessons you’ll, deem to be untrue and there’s so, little you can do, for your fortune! Oh fortuitous you. I’m losing interest now, for what it’s worth. So assume your position. And oh how I’ll hamper your day dreams; your nightmares too. Oh there’s so, little you can do! For your fortune oh; fortuitous you! I’m losing interest now, for what it’s worth. So assume your position. Winter 2010.