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behind the yellow line

by the red propellers

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1.
back in the stirrup 04:51
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Love supreme Love supreme Cupid’s bow Cupid’s bow  Keeps missing its target John Coltrane John Coltrane Early November rain Dog walkers out in numbers Scooping up shit Junkies on park benches Awakening to no next hit Pop garish billboards Caesar an epileptic Confident words managing To blot bodily weaknesses  Limitations of talent Constrained by ego Blamed for infamy Full on rage Full on rage Minimalist prepared piano Sounding like the Ramones Bemoans Unwitting norms Unwitting norms Lonely security Against emotional  Emotional storms Dense fog Hoovering over High Street Orange of the bin men Lights flashing No sign of the sun No sign of the moon Find the treasure There is to seek Humiliation experienced At an early age A cage Around the demeanour Greener eyes behind Expensive shades A disguise  A denial Conspiring As if there is no tomorrow Declining to borrow A site safe sorrow Haunted by the ghosts  Guilt and despair Shiny new railings A secret memorial No flowers Complacency granted  The boot goes Back in the stirrup For now  The boot goes Back in the stirrup For now  For now Back in the stirrup The boot it goes The boot it goes  
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behind the yellow line 05:48
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Behind the yellow line Behind the yellow line A black pandemic mask  Discarded On the narrow towpath  The calmness of the canal When bypassing the weir The long stretch of  Victorian factory buildings Reflected in the water Like a Monet Reflected in the water Like a Monet If he had painted red bricks Instead of lilies Red bricks Instead of lilies Red bricks Instead of lilies Behind the yellow line Behind the yellow line Passing trains cause turbulence All alone on the platform  Airbag impact Bespoke glasses Frame bent  Lenses intact  He walks from the wreckage  Like a Marvel film protagonist Physically unscathed Shouting primal abuse Across the three lanes  Across the three lanes Alleviating internal pains Alleviating internal pains Until the ambulances arrive Until the ambulances arrive The fallout The fallout  Some say Nine lives of a cat protection Protection  Protection Resurrection  Resurrection Job not Christ he replies Job not Christ he sighs Buries his face in his hands Buries his face in his hands Only he understands It seems Behind the yellow line Behind the yellow line A black pandemic mask Discarded On the narrow towpath  The calmness of the canal When bypassing the weir The long stretch of  Victorian factory buildings Reflected in the water Like a Monet Reflected in the water Like a Monet If he had painted red bricks Instead of lilies Red bricks Instead of lilies Red bricks Instead of lilies Red bricks instead of lilies . . .
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she shrugs 04:46
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Butterfly Ball next to Joseph’s Under grey sky mild The end of December Trying to remember If she really was As in love As she tells her she was Camden Market Red or Dead Joy to spread Closet sex The Zeffirelli actor Unfaithful husband And mistress Within earshot In house reconstruction Dinner in a bedroom Interrogation A signed guitar Sold for drugs She shrugs She shrugs . . . Ten of Swords Skateboard stalker Death Row Penitentiary saint Gene Vincent Stilt dance Jukebox on the corner C Sweet Euclid & Elizabeth Street Weekend retreat Sunbathing without The old mill river bank Hotel bar Late night pint Belsize Park Runaway ego hugs She shrugs She shrugs . . . Transatlantic dole Tuition Kill Bill Crosstown cinemas Art Deco Majestic all-nighters Cabbagetown Seed & Feed Halloween Revelry Eat Your Wallet Junkman’s Daughter For the slaughter Austins on Lake Dive afternoons Pissed mugs She shrugs She shrugs . . . White boots In a city bin Kemp Place If I should fall from grace Flagpole hole Fluke twirl Basement pizzeria Round the clock Theatrics Assembly Rooms The King dead Ten tears Queue entertainment Bottler Second to none You’re the one Heartstring tugs She shrugs She shrugs The end of December She shrugs Trying to remember She shrugs The end of December She shrugs Trying to remember
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then you were gone 05:07
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Like the flashing blue lights Like the flashing blue lights Atop the roadside Lay-by burger stand Turned off at dawn You were there And then You were gone You were there And then You were gone Yes Listen Rise Resist Insist Yes Listen Rise Resist Insist The mantra Still rings in his ears Like the monastery bells Off in the distance At Easter That time When he hitched Around the isle With a crown of thorns Taken home On the motorised cart To family still fasting The last hours of Lent Eggs and lemon served Dim light reflecting In hungry eyes Dim light reflecting In hungry eyes You were there And then You were gone You were there And then You were gone You were there And then You were gone Wine with a drunken priest All afternoon Greek Orthodox service Late that night Prayer candles For the tourist Off the beaten path Caves Acid Cigarettes Ocean waves Waves of fear Waves of fear The shepherd descending The donkey’s hooves Scraping the stones Shooting hallucinatory electrical sparks Electrical sparks Toward the new moon Yes Listen Rise Resist Insist Yes Listen Rise Resist Insist The mantra Still rings in his ears You were there And then You were gone You were there And then You were gone You were there And then You were gone A new moon A new dawn
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Black Box Warning 05:12
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Four horsemen Spurring an epidemic Hiding behind the scene Pulling every string Encouraging aggressive marketing “cigarettes don’t cause cancer” denial Lees addictive Less abusable Less divertable OxyContin ‘kiddie dope’ denial Apocalyptic pain Narcotic stain Condescending disdain Communities plagued With opioid addiction Taking no responsibility Taking no responsibility Blood on their secretive hands Blood on their secretive hands Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Corrupted FDA officials Corrupted physicians Corrupted pharmacists Mis-prescribing Over-prescribing Free sample packets Coupon disguised ‘Pill Mill’ greed Illicit market need Controlled release bullshit Green peelers Purple peelers The devil’s dick The devil’s balls Local tissue necrosis Pulmonary granuloma Street overdoses Patient overdoses Patient overdoses Street overdoses Taking no responsibility Taking no responsibility Blood on their secretive hands Blood on their secretive hands Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Black Box Warning King & Spalding Chadbourne & Parke The Clean Cut Kid Rudolph W. Giuliani High class solicitor protection Co-opting with money Co-opting with favours Co-opting with bequeathments Evading Circumventing Evading Circumventing Justice Art to ashes Ashes to art Art to ashes Ashes to art An empire of pain An empire of denial Four horsemen Spurring an epidemic Hiding behind the scene Pulling every string Taking no responsibility Taking no responsibility Blood on their secretive hands Blood on their secretive hands Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Black Box Warning Count Count Body count . . .
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the spiel the deal 04:24
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Johnnie leaves a cab waiting Johnnie leaves a cab waiting Avenue A walk-up Built into the door An Open / Close shutter window He knows the score $100 Ten dime bags A syringe kit in his right hand pocket In his right hand pocket For the ready A handgun in the left Stairwell hangers-on Would have to be deft To mess with him A life on the line habit And the music fades On Alphabet City escapades And the music fades On Alphabet City escapades Desperation Exasperation Desperation Exasperation The spiel the deal The deal the spiel Johnnie leaves a cab waiting Johnnie leaves a cab waiting Avenue A walk-up Built into the door An Open / Close shutter window He knows the score $100 Ten dime bags A syringe kit in his right hand pocket In his right hand pocket For the ready A handgun in the left Stairwell hangers-on Would have to be deft To mess with him A life on the line habit And the music fades On Alphabet City escapades And the music fades On Alphabet City escapades
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Buddha in a closet 04:07
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Sodden rag headline Bullets in the basement Fragments Not of the imagination Obfuscation Lateral flow Double red line Traffic violation Delineation Suitcase Booze trawl Pork Pie Pinocchio Ethical earthquake tremors Coterie of sycophants Automatic rifle Murder in self defence Teenage poster boy Passions astir Future a blur Blood on the sun Run run run Blood on the sun Run run run Death Death Death Death of the sun Death Death Death Death of the sun Run run run Run run run Empty cardboard boxes Left in goodwill gesture Red house burning Not In Service Double decker Kissing the shadows Tears of colour In dreams above Loneliness suppressed Re-emerging full throttle Addiction relapse Speedball romance Fixation I trance Bell of clarity Stress containers Filled to the brim Ultrasound confound Passions astir Future a blur Blood on the sun Run run run Blood on the sun Run run run Death Death Death Death of the sun Death Death Death Death of the sun Run run run Run run run Buddha in a closet Atop the harmonium Keepsake Hallucinations Hopalong Cassidy Awaiting in Coral Gables Cactus Quave Taken to the grave Celebrity encounter Turning the tables On contemporary fables Windmills rising still Above the mist A flip of the wrist Open arms On permanent hold Willing dance To a throbbing heart Passions astir Future a blur Blood on the sun Run run run Blood on the sun Run run run Death Death Death Death of the sun Death Death Death Death of the sun Run run run Run run run
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don't mention the music 02:44
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Late January A glimmer of morning light At seven Lost friend A rogue angel Like myself Not destined for heaven Once close Appointed guardians Of the children It was at Big Bob’s funeral Bob who after leaving C Lived next door to Nikki Lived next door to Nikki In Easton We were there together Ego broached Me thinking his He thinking mine As we waited in line Waited in line At the wake His take My take Wounded egos Wounded egos His take My take Neither of us To this day Ever brave enough Brave enough To confront openly And now only distance Only distance Distance only
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oh! Zoey ( For TH ) 05:11
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You with your fringe Shoulder length hair In a retro plaid coat Looking like One of the Shrimpton sisters I was about to shout hello From across the street When a car stopped And whoever was inside Took my attention From out of the corner Of your eye I was jealous When you got in You so remind me of Zoey Zoey Who used to meet me Everyday after work At the petrol station And how we would walk Away together Hand in hand With my vintage bicycle I sometimes rode from The station office to the pumps For lark shock attention Hand in hand Into the Tallahassee sunset As though out of a western Bike instead of horse Passerby smiling At such a couple So radiantly in love So radiantly in love Oh Zoey . . . As there was no park nearby We used to steal Onto the local golf course At night And cuddle in the fairway grass Daringly on the greens And once even in a sand trap Fantasising the beaches On St George Island Mesmerised by stars shooting Across the clear dark sky Our escapades Eventually scuppered By obnoxious drunken lads I wanted to travel She theatre school We parted amicably and friends The one and only time In an ended relationship For me Before leaving I dropped off a photograph And a farewell note At her place of work At the time Not really knowing If she would ever get them Oh Zoey . . . We met up once years later I was shakily married then She was working At a late night bar I waited with a beer and coked up Until her shift was through In trademark jeans and t-shirt She wore better than anyone She walked by Slapped me with a wet bar towel Grinning possible careless love Grinning possible careless love We went back to her place Taped to a bedside mirror Was the photograph I had left her On the narrow bed We laid side by side Side by side Our arms Our arms opened wide . . . Oh Zoey . . .
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and Blue 04:58
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They wouldn’t let them Off the ferry First thoughts Appearance Hippy camp scruff Her hair blue Quite common now But unusual then The Prime Minister’s address On their arrival card He explained that his Aunt Moyra Was married to Dom Mintoff And that she and her sister His mother Were expecting them Were expecting them And were dockside Incredulous as it seemed The custom officers decided to Not take chances They returned All apologetic flustered He stayed the night at The Olives The official residence She was taken To the daughter’s flat The daughter away In London Blue Blue Blue Blue Kind of Blue Blue Blue Blue Blue Kind of Blue They met up again The day after The Prime Minister Had given him A tie Now part of his attire Hanging loosely around his neck His noose They ended up staying six weeks He with his mother most nights On the island secretly with TB Secretly with TB Consequently She in the flat Alone a lot of the time With a Dansette record player Ravi Shankar’s Three Ragas And Joni Mitchell’s Blue She played them religiously At sunset They went their separate ways In Brighton Just before Leonard Cohen played She still has The unused second ticket And Blue The unused second ticket And Blue Which she hasn’t Listened to since . . . Blue Blue Blue Blue Kind of Blue Blue Blue Blue Blue Kind of Blue

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released February 16, 2023

Keith B. drums
Andrew B. keyboards
Nestor C. bass
James D. vocals & lyrics
David Mc. guitars & backing vocals

*Philip R. violin on behind the yellow line

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the red propellers are a Bristol UK, Factory Studios band inspired by the Velvet Underground and late 1970’s New York City punk music scene.

“Fabulous group, with buckets of vision, passion and unpredictable madness; all much needed in today’s sanitised world. Their cult is growing.”
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