Ukulele O'Clock

They told me I had to learn at least some of my songs with that stuff... so I finally decided to give it a try, starting with a new one. Have fun!

Tweening Every Lyrics

Here's the lyrics of the "Tweening Everyday" EP. Enjoy

1) TWEENING EVERYDAY

Stop. Look. Listen to the sound of what you found behind your far old town
Step out. Hills are all around and the surrounds are filled with all that counts.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner
I want Tweening everyday
Taste a piece of country
I need Tweening everyday

Nazi songs with jam on bread won't take away the chico zingers from the train
See the girls wide their blue eyes
Here comes the band
We'll love them blind

Breakfast, lunch and dinner
I want Tweening everyday
Taste a piece of country
I need Tweening everyday

2) THE LAST LIVING LADS IN THE MIDLANDS

We're the last living lads in the Midlands
We're just looking for some fun
We don't know how to drive
Your attention falls completely
while the sun and all those clouds
spy those kids upon the ground
We're confused, but not that silly!
And we're still holding on

The last living lads
The last living lads
The last living lads in the Midlands

Ain't no use to ask around
You just follow the sound
The last living lads in the Midlands

And they'll tell you that is over
That you came here a bit to late
They have already played
Not a sign to spot the right place
You're just hanging around
Between hills and those small towns

The last living lads
The last living lads
The last living lads in the Midlands

3) THE LINE TO THE CHURCH

The Line to the church
seemed endless and confused
never seen so many people here before
Although the're here looking all around hills to pop and roll
seems we're still still caring for our souls

Do they think it just won't hold
and they'll be spared by rain and cold.
Are you? Are you here for werewolves too?
Hope to be. Hope to be welcomed soon.

She got butterflies, sweet butterflies and badges on a bag of magazines
holding hands with her new boyfriend just arrived from Butterley
He got lost on Swanwick
Now he's found. He's at home, babe, and he's our way to be free.

4) THE DANCING TENT

I really tried 'though
I'm really tired 'though
I really tried to change my mind
I should give it up now
I should get at home now
But it's so hard to step out and go away

So come and cheer now
just step inside now
start to move and have no fear
and you'll have no rest
come and take a chance
Shake your head and clap your hands for real.

DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DANCING
DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DANCING
DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DANCING
Dance until the end
It's the Dancing Tent
Allright!

The lightbulbs of the scene are coloured fantasies
to turn our sweetest memories
They call for dancing feet

Cute smiles and cheeks to kiss
before we'll walk on different streets
It's all quiet and so unreal
That's the real big deal
Be a star and shine on near
You'll have no time to fall
to take me out of stall
first strobe dancing girl
we're sitting near
Just to be clear to see


DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DANCING
DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DANCING
DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DANCING
Dance until the end
It's the Dancing Tent
Allright!

5) ONE TWO YEP MIC CHECK

Protest signs
Can't count
On a World that's cool and proud
There's no way to say
How our love is here to stay
Just be brave and shout
That's what it's all about
You hit your test
and we're never gonna fail
One Two Yep... Mic Check

That's all
In line
Can't you see it in the stars
The sound is right
Couldn't fit no other night
Step on and smile
Make this your final sight
Your special time
Go on and try
It will never gonna die
One Two Yep... Mic Check

Are we ever gonna fail?
One Two Yep... Mic Check

You hit your test
and we're never gonna fail
One Two Yep... Mic Check
We'll never gonna fade
One Two Yep... Mic Check
Are we ever gonna fail?
One Two Yep... Mic Check

Back from... IndieTracks!

The concept of this EP was born somewhere somehow at a certain point of history durning my permanence at IndieTracks Festival 2010. After so many inspirations only 5 ideas, some sort of ghost-songs survived on a little space of my moleskine agenda, to become real songs right the very day after my arrival at home from London.

Everything was written, recorded and edited in 8 hours. I felt the urge to share the spirit of twee music, my experience in the festival, and the gist of what I believe writing songs shoul be: let your soul out to play in the yard with some friends.

Here you are. You can download the EP from here...

Tiny Tide - Tweening Everyday

Enjoy

The Hot Spoto

Beside me and Porlock talking about anarchy and suicide in music like philosophers on pizzerias, these were important days for our bands. Last week we had our first meeting with a new Tiny crewmate called Franz Spoto. Double bass and BRILLIANT guitar player, not only he's ace in playing both instruments, but he REALLY like our songs, he enjoy playin... and he LOVES Brit Pop! Too good to be truth!

I was smiling my heart out when we played "BYE" for the first time like we were on your for months, and "ONE" had a whole new relevance with the deep double bass notes. In other words: with Mike Leffe new genius inventions on his attempts to be like Case (from Les Fauves) and Manuel getting better and better on bass (and now back to violin too) do expect great surprises from us! That is true unless what told my friend Robbie Pop happens to be true and it was all in my head. Time will tell. Hopefully the New York one :)

Ventriloquists And Covers

I know I know. I should keep my head down, pull my socks up and work hard on "Febrero" pre-editing, but people around me got so enthusiastic when I suggest I could have worked on a cover of Lou Reed "Sweet Jane" that I really couldn't resist but givin'it a try!

Of course, since ever version I heard, even from Lou, seemed to be different in some unique way, I changed the lyrics trying to picture our days through the eyes of me living with this band and stuff, and here's the result:

Sweet Jane (Lou Reed Cover) by tinytide

"'was waiting for the big time
No money for a Leffe
in case you forgot it
you're playing in a band
while the World outside is freezin'
nobody seems to care
you had your little husband
I've got my heap of sand

Takes patience to be no one
can't tell you never tried
still nothing on the broadcast
you hope you're still in time
she's sharing smiles to socials
and sex to other guys
and yes another promise
pronounced just for fun

Your leather jacket replaced for white
turning shoulders to crowds
Lysergic rainbows on junks
made the femme fatal sing

I reall loved your whispers
did never need a whisp
avoiding rotten places
will keep us out of reach
the song is nearly over
your ordinary trip
by killing all the dealers
she's still my heroine"

We Are The Animals (We Are The Hipsters)

I was always fascinated by the useless effort of Phill Collins on 1985 Live Aid on trying to play on both sides of the World flying from Europe to America just to be in time to singing in the choir of relevant artists chosen for "We Are The World" big choir.

Having in mind to do a protest song to defend a cause (I was trying to write a tune against the killing of the animals "just for fur"), some friends of mine suggested me:"Why not trying to justify all the worst things in the World we keep on doin' just because it's fun?".

So I did! The song is a clear response to "We Are The World" kind of dysneian hypocrisy, trying also to include all the possible musical genres into less than 4 minutes just like different animals on a crazy zoo.

Thast's what you get.

We Are Animals by tinytide

"I think I'll take my learjet
and fly to the Moon
fly high fly got to be there soon
gotta run
There's nothing left on Earth to hold me back
Not just a toy, not just a girl or good
I could use

I clutch my bloody fur
'cause your heart is cold and you just couldn't wait
goin' head on your way like not knowing

We are them all
we are them all
Dead meet in the mall

We are the animals
Everyday we shit on Earth
We are the animals
Unevolved wild life forms

We are the animals
Everyday we kill our hopes
We are the animals
Savages without a cause

The planet just a grey ball
with zillion of lights
new clear sights still to feed
An educated wildlife
grew leaders of change
waiting for us
to trade aids
I think I'll start to warm
'cause the heat will rise as I will join the choir
and pretend I'm good as we'll start singing

We are them all
we are them all
Meet them in the mall

We are the animals
Everyday we pee on Earth
We are the animals
Unevolved wild life forms

Come on come on you farmville freak
Got a brand new dance called poison leak
let the river know that you're in the flow
be the illest bloke of this dying world
Gotta wake up now to the alarm clock
Hear this nature call from volcanic rocks
it's the requiem for the Sir Sebastian Bach"

ONE Video

Some weeks ago my grandmother died. I soon became aware that since she was the last person living in her house soon I wouldn't have the chance to come back there no more. That house was very important to me. It still is. I spent all my childhood in there, and after my grandparents moved my huncle went to stay in there still the rest of his days (Gino died very young, he was a great huncle, always ready to play, talk and take care of us). After he died my partents moved back to there, and I still had other great memories on that house although I didn't go there so often anymore.

Don't know what will happen now. That house is empty at the moment. I had to shoot a video in there, to preserve and celebrate the memory. So here we are. Thanks to Matt Share for the shootings. Enjoy the show.

Cast-a-Sleep

Hi there! By the gently request of an American DJ friend of mine... I started my own radio show! Quite inevitably a new and defenitive version of the smash hit "Girls From Ronta" leaked out and sneaked into the program on Episode number one!

SleepCast #001 by SleepWalking Radio

Manuel on Bass+Violin, Dendrix on solo guitar and Andrè "Stars in Coma" Brorsson on mixing and editing. First episode theme was about Byrds and the influences of that band had in music so far.

Go to http://soundcloud.com/sleepwalkingradio and follow our adventures weekly :)

Unfuzz Days

This summer fashion is to avoid other people, especially not going seaside on the beach. At least for me! That's why I'm taking long walks on the desert city on sundays picking any detail hits my sensitivity on my iPod sunny jogging. This new demo is called "Unfuzz Days", and it's partially dealing with my little adventures. As for the melody for once in a while I decided to start avoiding trying to imagine the song in my head before writing it down and finding the chords, but experimenting with the guitar and changing the notes in some of the strings.

Matthew from Charlie Big Time told me it's a bit Sean Leannonesque. I had in mind Elliott Smith meeting Brian Wilson trying to stay in tune after getting stoned and having had a fight!

Anyway... here it is...

Tiny Tide - "Unfuzz Days"

Here's the lyrics in case you need :)

"Don't know why you had to bring me here
I'm quite scared it's a beautiful day
People all aroud, they're the same
Not ok. They just wait and stay
For a show is meant to celebrate. Even though the guest run away
Without taking care of present days
with no future left or just a cake
there's no bride at all to call and calm
neither a trace
on unfuzz days

You don't care for Buddah and his nun
someone else will pay your alm
Trees will shake the ground like fallen crows
Not today, not for this crowd
There's no turning back from this old park
Guess no one else wilk take my crown
Without taking care or give a damn
With no money left or time to spend
There's no space at home to call your place
it's all so lame
this unfuzz days

All your arms are set to pray
I can't even sign ok
You don't have to be afraid
I can't even kill myself
So come here and bring me home
push my little iron throne
Bare your brest and get undressed
Give this child your last caress
Free my body and my soul
Cut my head and clean your sword
There's nothing left Sweet golden mess
neither a trace
of unfuzz days"

E ritorno da te

Un ringraziamento particolare a Fabio del Magazzino Parallelo. Conoscevo Fabio ai tempi delle superiori. Era una sorta di leggenda vivente un po' oscura. E' stato bello reincontrarlo dopo tanto tempo qualche anno fa. Ora gestisce uno spazio aggregativo importante per Cesena, e ci ritroviamo più o meno tutte le settimane lì a suonare. Siamo ormai, come si suol dire, di famiglia. Un po' come i topi portatori sani di colera che infestano le case.

Questa sera mi sono fermato a fare due chiacchiere con lui finite le prove. Da perenne cinisco insicuro disadattato quale sono mi ha fatto molto piacere sapere che gli siamo molto piaciuti, e soprattutto che a visto nel nostro modo di fare musica qualcosa di molto personale e originale e nella nostra sinergia con i N.M.A. delle sensazioni positive.

Abbiamo sempre girato attorno all'argomento live in maniera molto circostanziata con "Il padrone di casa", proprio dall'etimo della parola "girarci attorno" o "è meglio andare a fare un giro", e ci siamo ritrovati a suonare dal vivo su invito dei N.M.A.. Il fatto che non solo Biagio non sia diventato verde e svenuto ma che gli siamo addirittura piaciuti mi ha donato una carica forte che penso continuerà a darmi una bella spinta per una bel po' di giorni. Grazie Biagio :)

PS: La cosa veramente inaspettata? Che Biagio conoscesse Circus2000 e Le Streghe! Ora tocca a Serge Gainsbourg :)