A bard on the wire, a voice in the wilderness, a home page for exiles trying to get home. Everybody is an exile. Maybe artists just realise it. "Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried, in my way, to be free."
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December 27, 2022
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Saints and Singers; Our Christmas LP
First released in 2021 as a 6 track EP and now expanded to showcase all our Christmas material including new recordings for this year.
The whole attempts to be greater than the sum of its jolly parts by evoking a journey Eastward - part mediaeval/allegorical orientation, part benighted rural Look East of England- culminating in an arrival at Whatever Christmas Promises around track 13.
https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/album/saints-and-singers-our-christmas-album
https://youtu.be/xdBI4GQp-eY The video
Herewardi Up Front For England v France ( For the Soul of England by P...
This video and sound-world remains oddly relevant. I wasn't sure what I meant when I put together a film before the game linking Harold's (Harry Kane, Harry MacGuire etc) close defeat through the South Gates of England (Hastings) and the subsequent unconquered resistance of Hereward with a football final soundscape that (if you listen carefully) spookily narrates a 1-2 defeat in exactly the order the game took. Of course I wanted it to mean we would win and go on to conquer the world in the Final but the weird prescience now feels more like "well we narrowly lost that one but some unconquerable spirit is unbroken this time and remains to fight another day" I have never felt so represented by and proud of an England team; as well as being fabulously talented with an abundance of young players they are also the first England football team I can remember who actually model and promote a better English society than the predatory one we have. And it played better than it did as semi-finalists of 2018; it just met the world's best earlier. As one Gareth to another, Gareth (a) please don't go and (b) just add someone to your tactics team who can help with the biggest game changing substitutions at the highest level.