The Boy Who Left His Mind on the Boil

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A selection of lo - mid fi home recordings from 2010 - 2012. A marriage of convenience, with things old, new, borrowed and a little blue.

"The duality of tradition and experimentalism throughout this record is wonderful... There is no point trying to categorize a record as unique as this as it would be a great disservice. For a debut album, after a hiatus, this is quite remarkable and deserves your attention." chordblossom.com

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released May 31, 2012

All songs written by Neil Burns except 'New Brighton Blues', which is by Paul Fox and 'Streetlights are like
Stars', which is by Neil Burns (music) & Paul Fox (words). pauljfox.bandcamp.com

Produced, arranged and performed by Neil Burns (vocals, piano, Tivoli organ, other keyboards, guitars, fake lap steel, accordion, drums, programming), with:
Paul Fox: drums on Polling Day & The Boy Who Left…
Rohan Armstrong: double bass on Polling Day
Siobhan Shiels: backing vocals on The Boy Who Left…

Additional engineering & production by Eoghan Holland, with input from Paul Fox & Rohan Armstrong. Recorded at home in Derry & Downpatrick.

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Comrade Hat Londonderry, UK

Comrade Hat is Neil Burns when he writes songs.
Electro ballads, piano ballads, jazz ballads, folk ballads, pop ballads, space ballads, not ballads. Moods and swings. Changes and chops. Thin and thran. "Ethereal and inviting" - notesandvibes.com.
He also writes other music as 'Neil Burns'.
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Track Name: April Fool
I'd share my thoughts if
I knew what they were
I really should be thankful
That you even care
For absent minds and friends go
Like the cast of a play
When the show is over
And there's nothing left to say

All I can do is look back
And stare between the cracks

I'm bound by commitment
And principles
I see your sticking point but
I must fulfill
My good intentions
They'll be my end
But I'll go down self righteous
No-one I'll offend

All I can do is look back
And stare between the cracks

But for now I'll be your April Fool
Breaking my back
Bending the rules
Won't you catch me
As I fall between stools?
It's a lot to ask
But I know you
Spring is in the air
And in my step
But one more wrong move
And your help I can forget

All I can do is look back
And stare between the cracks
Track Name: The Boy Who Left His Mind on the Boil
He sees eyes in the headlights
They guide him through the night
Voices tell him he's crazy
He thinks that they're right
He sees names in the number plates
As he goes round the bend
Where will it all end?

He keeps finding pieces
In the puzzle of life
But he can't put them together
With any reason or rhyme
And so he is puzzled
His thoughts go round
And round

The boy who left his mind on the boil…

His thoughts simmer
Restlessly
One leads to another
Ceaselessly
But somewhere in the middle
Of this melting pot
Comes the realization
That alone he is not
One in many
Many in one

The boy who left his mind on the boil…

In this he is no different
To anyone else
And by anyone's standards
Better off than most
And so he writes in third person
In the hope you won't see
That the person he speaks of
Is really me

The boy who left his mind on the boil…

Riding the bike of life
Think twice
Fall off
Look back
You're gone

The boy who left his mind on the boil…
Track Name: New Brighton Blues (Paul J. Fox cover)
When you’re standing on a pier
In a little seaside town
Somewhere out on the west coast
And your game boy’s broke
You’re at a loss of what to do.
The fact of the matter is that war hammer
Isn’t an option in this time and space,
The ferris wheel lights go up,
And the sky goes dark, dark blue.

And you’re looking up
Like a kid at a window
To the stars above
And the only recognizable sign up there is
L-O-V-E, love.

When you’ve been awake for two days straight
And what you’re seeing in the sea
Is kind of sick.
And your lips are numb from kissing in a cadillac
That’s sitting in the lot.
When you haven’t got a care
Except the care that you are there,
When you shouldn’t be really.
When the penny slot machines have taken everything you got.

And you’re looking up
Like a kid at a window
To the stars above
And the only recognizable sign up there is
L-O-V-E, love.
Track Name: Old Brighton Blues (The Last Resort)
All the tourists
Have been and gone
Home for the winter -
I'm on my own
In my summer clothes
At the last resort.

The nights
Are drawing in
It's getting colder
And there's a wind
That blows me away
At the last resort.

The lights have gone out on the pier
And it's clear:
This town is odder than me.
There's nothing on the horizon but the sea.

I'd go out but I've seen it all
You see the place is really small
But I'm sticking around
Waiting for the thing
That's going to be happening
Any day now.
Track Name: Paint the Town Blue
There's something inside
Keeps taking me by surprise
Is it me?
I just don't know.

Is it something in the air
Leading somewhere?
But where
Will it go?

What do you say
Me and you
Go out tonight
And paint the town blue?

Do you feel it too
Or am I a deluded fool?
Fond
And out of line

Whatever's afoot:
The end, love
Or truth
I can't help
But feel this way

So what do you say
Me and you
Go out tonight
And paint the town blue?

Like blood
From a stone
Our love
We'll hone
Oh if there's any there.
And if nothing remains
Of these binds and chains
Into the abyss, together,
We'll stare.

What do you say
Me and you
Go out tonight
And paint the town blue?
Track Name: Polling Day
Have you heard?
The circus is coming to town
You'd better stop,
Stop acting the clown.

The circus is coming
You don't stand a chance
Step out of the ring
Before they advance

I'll be on a tightrope
Come polling day
Walk the plank
Talk the wank
Please, have your say.

The circus is coming
Pomp and circumstance
Empty promises
Flyers and rants

The circus is coming
Let us raise a toast
To reach the high moral ground
On a sinking boast

I'll be on a tightrope
Come polling day
Walk the plank
Talk the wank
Please, have your say.

Now the cards are on the table
This time it's for real
You know i'm not a joker
Fate shuffles, you deal.
Track Name: I Can't Sleep with the Light On
In my heart i know you're right
But i just want to get through the night
I want to wake and see the dawn
Ahead of me a new horizon
Endlessly stretching on

I can't sleep with the light on
'Cause then i see where we're going
And i don't want to look
You could say I've read the book
And i don't want to spoil the ending

In my dreams i see the light
But my dreams are not real life
As I wake they're sliding out of view
Fading into a paler hue
Melting like the morning dew

So I sleep with the light on
When there is no consolation
No beginning or end
No reason to pretend
Just the hope that something better's
Round the bend.
Track Name: Streetlights are like Stars
Streetlights are like stars
Moving through the world
Staying in one place
And drifting lazily through darkness
And space.

These nights are a black dwarf
Inescapable ash and burning embers
And whatever lies ahead my love
We won't even remember.

So I will tell you this,
From what I have observed;
Streetlights are like stars
Burning through the world