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God's Gift

from Real Britannia by Ultrasound

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    ‘Into my heart an air that kills
    From yon far country blows:
    What are those blue remembered hills,
    What spires, what farms are those?
    That is the land of lost content,
    I see it shining plain,
    The happy highways where I went
    And cannot come again’. – A.E. Housman (A Shropshire Lad 1896)

    These words were quoted by Dennis Potter at the beginning of his play “Blue Remembered Hills” first aired on the BBC’s “Play For Today” in 1979. It deals with childhood and adolescence, a world of innocence and cruelty, adventure and tragedy, and it’s portrayal of those halcyon days through adult actors gives a greater insight into the politics and drama of the machinations of that nether world where emotions and fears are heightened and more intense and affecting than they are when we enter adulthood. This is something I was keen to explore in musical terms as, after all, music was an important part of my shaping as a child, and as an adult.

    This album concerns itself with themes of childhood, nostalgia, desire, secrets and sex, set in a Seventies environment of bubblegum and concrete and Top of the Pops, of cub scouts and power cuts, civil unrest and hazy summer lawns. This isn’t just a bunch of songs bunged on a disc. This is conceptual – an idea of an overall sound captured on tape. An idea that you put the needle on the record and go on a spiritual journey with us into light and dark dreams and wash up on the shores of life somehow changed, hopefully for the better. Music is important to us and to our fans. It is not just a chart obsessed “here today” type thing, but has a lasting permanence – a sense of eternity and something that should outlive us all. Music, like love, is forever.


    We are five people who become something greater than the sum of our parts when we write and play. Magic, channelling, healing, ascension, whatever you wish to call it. It is a calling, a necessity, something we merely act as conductors for, something powerful we must complete and send it out into the hearts on this earth. We would like you to join us on this journey so that together we can make a brighter future, a lasting impression, a permanent influence, and contribute human ascension.

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    ‘Into my heart an air that kills
    From yon far country blows:
    What are those blue remembered hills,
    What spires, what farms are those?
    That is the land of lost content,
    I see it shining plain,
    The happy highways where I went
    And cannot come again’. – A.E. Housman (A Shropshire Lad 1896)

    These words were quoted by Dennis Potter at the beginning of his play “Blue Remembered Hills” first aired on the BBC’s “Play For Today” in 1979. It deals with childhood and adolescence, a world of innocence and cruelty, adventure and tragedy, and it’s portrayal of those halcyon days through adult actors gives a greater insight into the politics and drama of the machinations of that nether world where emotions and fears are heightened and more intense and affecting than they are when we enter adulthood. This is something I was keen to explore in musical terms as, after all, music was an important part of my shaping as a child, and as an adult.

    This album concerns itself with themes of childhood, nostalgia, desire, secrets and sex, set in a Seventies environment of bubblegum and concrete and Top of the Pops, of cub scouts and power cuts, civil unrest and hazy summer lawns. This isn’t just a bunch of songs bunged on a disc. This is conceptual – an idea of an overall sound captured on tape. An idea that you put the needle on the record and go on a spiritual journey with us into light and dark dreams and wash up on the shores of life somehow changed, hopefully for the better. Music is important to us and to our fans. It is not just a chart obsessed “here today” type thing, but has a lasting permanence – a sense of eternity and something that should outlive us all. Music, like love, is forever.


    We are five people who become something greater than the sum of our parts when we write and play. Magic, channelling, healing, ascension, whatever you wish to call it. It is a calling, a necessity, something we merely act as conductors for, something powerful we must complete and send it out into the hearts on this earth. We would like you to join us on this journey so that together we can make a brighter future, a lasting impression, a permanent influence, and contribute human ascension.

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lyrics

We feel the need before we came to this dance
We come in peace, we fall to pieces
We smash and grab and then we smoke some fags and leave
Our call to arms is largely disregarded
'Tis the season for high treason
And in the midst of all the hype we still believed

I'm Don Quixote in a fetching onesie
Turning tables, burning stables
And down amongst the dossers king of all I see
Oh feel the need, feel the burn as I bleed
My one desire to fan the flames of me
Me, and nothing else but me

God's gift, a high plains drifter
Comes to town
He brings a saintly sickness
And we all fall down

High five, we stand in line and we
Praise his frame
Lockjaw, our throats are sore so
We scream his name

As I stride this lonely stage
Bleeding from my swollen rage
This queasy crown
We all fall down
I can't do this alone

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from Real Britannia, released May 1, 2020
Green/Wood

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Ultrasound London, UK

Ultrasound are an English indie rock band. With roots in the British underground psychedelic and experimental rock scenes of the 1980s and early 1990s, the band emerged in 1997 and soon gained attention for their "operatic prog-glam ambitions" and "violent reworking of the idiosyncratic compositions of Captain Beefheart and the staged ambisexual pop idioms of the likes of David Bowie ... more

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