Here is another new track from the upcoming album Gentle Songs Of Ceaseless Horror (to be released in early 2016).
“The Stuff Of Archive” is the sparsest and most melancholy number on the record and needed a simple video to reflect that.
This is certainly the simplest video I’ve ever been involved in. Over the course of the single shot we are reacquainted with the three-shirted, long-coated hero/victim from “You Did This To Me” (this time on the coast of the Isle Of Skye, far away from his nightmare basement).
The song was produced by Biff Roxby (who also played tuba) and mastered by Dan Watkins at WR Audio. The video was shot by Bryony Anderson.
Here are the lyrics:
We are the stuff of archive not of history
The sea at high tide not the stones it leaves
Something said alone
But not done
I held my breath as I reached the shore
We owe this world one death and nothing more
Thought I was home
But I was wrong
When I heard which way you’d gone
I ran all the way
Give me old friends
Over young love any day
We are the stuff of archive not of history
Not the trees that grow high but the fallen leaves
You’re on my mind
All the time
When I heard which way you’d gone
I ran all the way
Give me old friends
Over young love any day
We are the stuff of archive not of history
The more we survive the less our lives mean
What would I do
Without you?
