Sick & Sand

by Joe McCorriston

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This is a collection of brand new songs, as well as older songs from previous releases that are no longer available.
All songs are completely acoustic, 1 vocal, 1 guitar, and all recorded live and in one take. The are a few flat notes, but we kept 'em in. Raw and that.
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released October 13, 2014

Artwork by Jack Williams.
Tracks 1-5 recorded by Ieuan Williams in his loft (August 2014)
Tracks 6-7 recorded by Ieuan Williams in his spare bedroom (August 2013)
Tracks 8-9 recorded by Ben Parcell in his living room (November 2012)
Blockbuster Blues & Broken Yo-yo previously featured on an EP released by Under The Bridge Records.

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Track Name: Acclamation
Sometimes I play sad songs when I'm fine, but despite the drama I still keep on playing
Some would take a look at the gold and think it's mine, but the truth is there's not much to keep you fraying
It's all about the passion, not the haircuts and the fashion, you might end up with your head in the sink
But most of all, just get yourself to the bar and get another drink

I pray and hope that everything will go the right way, everything according to plan
Never ditch the hope when your thoughts go astray, keep on going stick it to the man
It's all about the feeling not the walls or the ceiling, expect the average human life span
But most of all, just play another song and enjoy it while you can
Track Name: Cardboard is Heavy Sometimes
Something is bothering me, but I can’t seem to find the guts to tell you
Or tell the world, tell anybody, even tell the one who means most to me
I’m finding it real hard to sleep, on a comfy bed clean sheets and warmth,
And space to manoeuvre in my dreams, I ask myself oh I tell myself

Why is it people always sing about the fucking stars in the sky and how they shine,
Of course they do it’s scientific fact, the sun’s core is so hot, the pressure brings them to life, to create…
Nuclear fusion, it’s playing on my mind,
Am I overreacting, I’m just taking my time
My balls are swinging free; they don’t know who to side
Side with me, please

See manners are a nice thing to possess, even if they don’t guarantee a life of
Honest partners and regular sex, most of the time, a counter reflex

What ever happened to honesty, seriously, did it ever exist?
I reckon someone made it all up, and it went viral like two girls and one cup
Would you prefer?
To watch that on wide screen with speakers on full?
Or be told you’re not wanted, you’ve been boring and dull
So I put it in a pop song to drown all I know, I didn’t drown

But to my recollection, we have this connection
It’s you and I, but you’ll never know
To my recollection, we have this connection
It’s you and I, but you’ll never know
Track Name: Lest Not Pretend
I’m not sure if it’s just me, but I’ve found that recently.
The skin on my bones has found a new home where my old self used to be.
I’m only a young man, trying to achieve all he can.
I’ve no chip on my shoulder but I’m bound to get older and scupper all of my plans.

I’m cold and weak and I don’t know what to do.
I’m scared of the world, what’s on offer, and you should be too.
Our significance is close to nought, but there are still lessons to be taught.
In order to sustain, to help and see us through.

I’ve done loads for a kid, from a small town in the north,
Of a country that moans, subtle sarcasm and groans, while the rich laugh at the poor.
You can’t use words like “prick”, or phrases like “mate, that was sick”.
In the company of a race that judges and slates, behind their big gold gates.

I had a dream the other night, that we were looked down on by a group of beings that were all equal.
I woke and realised we’ll all be gone and forgotten in the end, lest not pretend.

We’re strong and unique and we’ve worked out what to do.
We’ll embrace the world and what’s on offer, and I think you should too.
Our significance is close to naught, but there are still lessons to be taught,
In order to sustain, to help and see us through.
Track Name: The Dirty Game
I’ve had four years in the game now but things have changed,
I’m doing more, learning that nothing stays the same.
I used to take any gig that I could get, playing to the bar staff, for no respect.
It’s gotta be done if you’re on this flight, you gotta play to people who don’t treat you right.
Have to play unpaid at times, it’s how it goes,
In the long run, it’s how you get to know.

The ins and outs, on how to live your life on the road,
How to drench your fear in the cold,
And still survive, layer up on your thickened skin,
You’ll be needing that if you’re ever going to win.

I won the talent show 2010, playing “One Day” I thought I was king.
Told I was great by my school friends, until they lost touch when I began,
To tour the UK with my guitar, have a real go, try to get real far.
Start to make some fans, sell a few CD’s, one or two venues got back to me.
But I wasn’t fooled; I know there’s miles to go.
Moments to enjoy, things I need to know.
The good and the bad, the dark and dark,
The facts that don’t need a question mark, to learn

The ins and outs, on how to live your life on the road,
How to drench your fear in the cold,
And still survive, layer up on your thick skin,
You’ll be needing that if you’re ever going to win.

Don’t try to fake it, pretend you believe it
Break or mistreat it (x2)

I WANNA KNOW
The ins and outs, on how to live your life on the road,
How to drench your fear in the cold,
And still survive, layer up on your thick skin,
You’ll be needing that if you’re ever going to win
Track Name: Never Let The Demons Win
I see them coming no you cannot run away,
From your own demons watching whilst you try to sleep you pray,
Oh pray, they can’t hear you think.
I know what they’d do; they’d come and drag me on the floor
Wait until I bleed, stop turn around and do some more
I swear, all I feel is pain.
They want you on their side, to twist and change all aspects of your self fulfilling prophecy, and the way you like to drink your tea.
I’ve learnt to stand and fight, to jump off board to take a swing, to break free from the cage you’re in and never let the demons win.
They’re treading on your toes, face to face when you’re alone; they’re cutting off your hair whilst you’re trying to play fair,
Oh no, that’s not the way things work.
It hits you on the bus you’ve only just paid your dues, looking like a fool you press the bell and start to move, you’re gone, but for how long?
You got it in your head that tonight you’re gonna be dead, cos they won’t seem to go away.
At least not today.
They want you on their side, to twist and change all aspects of your self fulfilling prophecy, and the way you like to drink your tea.
I’ve learnt to stand and fight, to jump off board to take a swing, to break free from the cage you’re in and never let the demons win.
Track Name: Blockbuster Blues
It’s been 2 minutes since I’ve talked to you; about what it is we’re going to do, tomorrow. Tomorrow.
But chances are plans won’t transpire, so I’ll get drunk with Marc by the fire, and watch films from blockbuster.
When Blockbuster closes, it probably already has, then I’ll call you while Marc’s asleep.
You’ll tell me how your night has been, and how you wish that I was there beside you, to help you sleep.
And so do I.
But I know that everything will fall into place, because good things need some time and are too good to waste.
I’ve said it once before and I’ll say it again, if you ever need a home, I’ll be there for you my friend.

It happened again last night; we drank more beer and sang through the night, until the pain had gone.
Exchanged some old stories and told tales, bruised ears, and we listened to some old school Apologies, I have none, mainly “Done”.

We are in the crowd but no one can see us. You just look for the grin and then come over and greet us.

It’s been 5 days since I’ve talked to you, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do.
I think I’ve fucked this up.
Yeah I think I’ve fucked this up.
But I know everything will fall into place.
Track Name: Broken Yo-Yo
Don’t be ashamed to say how you feel, that was never the deal.
For what you are worth is more than you know, you’ll always be my place to go.
You don’t have to justify your thoughts, there’s a thing called freedom of speech
Although what you say may cut me deep, I know that you’ll maintain reach
On where we once stood, as we both clapped our hands,
With no fear at all and with no understand –
Ing of our situation and where you went lost,
As I was confused, now look at the cost
Of it all.

Now I sit here four years on, it’s shameful how little I care.
Although what I say may cut you deep, remember that I was always there.
Ravishing thoughts and new adventures, has led me to start anew.
And left me to feel so very little, thoughts or interest in you.
So don’t be surprised when I sing about love,
And you’re not the one in the title above
Punk rock shows and pop songs and all of the rest,
I screwed on my head and I hoped for the best.
Track Name: Four Months
I was standing at the bus stop heading off to play a show
When I felt a tap and turned around for this lonely man to go,
“Hey there kid I see you have a guitar on your back,
Would you care to tell me how you got around to playing that?”
He told me he had cancer and had 4 months left to live,
And that one remaining wish he had was something I could give.
It hit me like a ton of bricks and here it was thing -
This man all he ever wanted was to learn to play six strings.
So we spoke about his life, his 3 children and wife.
While he kept the optimism like a winner.
He taught me how to see, just how selfish we can be
But after all, the smile he kept meant more to me.
Then I had a little time to sit and think about my day
On the bus to Barton road where I was setting out to play
With Dru Blues and many other artists from the scene
Most of which were young, maybe going on thirteen.
It still circulated round my blood while up on stage
Whilst playing to these so called “kids” who usually misbehaved?
I saw them stare and nod like they’re oblivious to it all
Which made me realise that these kids, they’d need to hear some more.
So I played the ones I’d sing, with some heart and a big grin.
Even though they’d want a Katy Perry cover.
But these children need to learn, that you have to wait your turn.
In a perfect world you’d still be left to hurt.
Track Name: 57
I can see the sea from the window in my room, and the polo tower rot, decay and die.
I sat in that pod as a child with thoughts, is this how it feels to fly?
Though this does not explain, why the fury built and came.
Where is this small town going?
I could get on a boat, sail out in that sea, but still I’d end up coming home for tea.
I genuinely used to think about the time, it would take to sail from Morecambe to New York
I kinda dreamt seeing the prospect shine, leaving this whole town behind.
But deep down I know that won’t occur, with me trudging back to Eric’s front door.
Hiking past abandoned hotels and through quick sand, there’s nothing I don’t love about this land.
Though this does not explain why we always lose the game,
Where is this small town going?
I could get on a boat, sail out in that sea, but still I’d end up coming home for tea.
I never thought I’d feel this way; about the place I once despised everyday.
No doubt that I will often have to say goodbye, but I’ll do it with a glimmer in my eye, in my eye.
I could get on a boat, sail out in that sea, but still I’d end up coming home for tea.