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My new single "Tick Tock" is out now via Barrack Street Records.
The song is inhabited by an apathetic character who laments the loss of creative motivation, boasting of their talents but ultimately doing nothing with them. Brain drain induced by a certain app is also at the centre of the story; they wonder where all their energy is gone before escaping back into the void.
I also fall prey to the addictive nature of screen time and its consequences but music / words are the vessels that carry my observations from within and without and so here it is, beautifully charged with the potential to induce a smile, a change, (maybe even a dance)
It's an infectious, rebellious number so we may as well dance and shake ourselves into a positive state!
Thanks to the band who joined me on this song and lent their big spirits to the stew.
Dx
lyrics
My cultic heart it beats ad nauseum, the rain falls down regardless of my plans.
There are no jobs, we've been demobbed, there are no homes to purchase.
Must we be content with dreaming of walking round our own houses eating cereal in the nip on a whim ?
There are great tensions building up inside,
we must act now we must be our own saviours.
Tick tock molest your mind
Drip drips of dopamine,
A study in self harm with a saturated screen
Tick tock molests your mind
Drip drips of dopamine,
A study in self harm with a saturated screen.
A strange silhouette is cast by cunty hooks and the cabal.
Polyester shimmers on a sojourn to the bottle bank on a traipse behind the bins for skin on skin on skin on skin on skin.
This is urban dandyism this is rural erudition,
my talents are wasted here are yours?
I could do so much if I only had a little quiet,
but paying attention is too expensive.
Tick tock molest your mind
Drip drips of dopamine,
A study in self harm with a saturated screen.
Tick tock molests your mind
Drip drips of dopamine,
It's a study in self harm with a saturated screen.
credits
released June 2, 2023
Ryan McClelland on Drums,
Chris Barry on Guitar and Organ,
David Keenan, Guitars and Vocals,
Sean Maynard Smith on Double Bass.
cups of tar like tea, smothering my ego and my pride, do you have any loose change for my electric heater, on the banks of the comatose overdose river.
i wish i had the skill to form such eloquence rorybann
how can one have a 'favourite' track, it bends the mind, it is like asking for a single gem amongst Hockney's portfolio, a 'best' short story from among Bennett's 'talking heads' or a greatest dribble from jinky johnstone, 'which song would you save from the waves ?' roy plumley would ask on Desert Island Discs....them all of course. rorybann