A Break in the Country

by Undying Heads

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1.
Oldtimer in an Old Hymer Motorhome It started with a closed cell insulation, condensation conversation Butane pipe for propane, it all got somewhat deeper Said an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome I was stuck in a rut, driven to the booze By the job I hated, I was so afraid to loose Said an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome I saw our shadow fall, on a super wolf blood moon I wondered about the planet, we are on Said an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome Religion is a thing that sets out to divide Let’s put it to one side, and unite Said an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome Technology is spying, to harvest all your data To target advertising, they want to automate you Said an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome I’m an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome I’m an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome I’m an oldtimer in an old Hymer motorhome
2.
Lockdown Train The minister is sinister, filling up my screen He says nobody can move, no one is to be seen Special trains, special planes, the workers are on the move again Coming here to kneel and pick, doesn’t matter if they get sick The days are flying by, the weeks are even quicker I got all the time in the world, in the hours, minutes and seconds They trained me for the lockdown When they locked me up Had to get used to giving up some stuff They trained me for the lockdown When they locked me up Had to get used to giving up some stuff, they took it away It’s the little things in life, make it worth living The friendly words, the sharing, the giving and forgiving Reject the focus on the cloak and dagger hoax jokes folks Or vaccinating for 5G conspiracy, right wing dopes tropes We are floating in the space, and the space in between A facemask, a tin foil hat and a tissue, we all fall down They trained me for the lockdown When they locked me up Got to get used to giving up some stuff They trained me for the lockdown When they locked me up Had to get used to giving up some stuff, they took it away All in this together, we got to help each other out All in this together, we got to help each other out All in this together, we got to help each other out All in this together, we got to help each other out All in this together, we got to help each other out They trained me for the lockdown When they locked me up Had to get used to giving up some stuff They trained me for the lockdown When they locked me up Had to get used to giving up some stuff, they locked me up
3.
Selfish Fish Seller The fish shoal together, to try to survive The selfish fish seller, wants them dead or alive The selfish fish seller, puts a price on their head The selfish fish seller, sells shellfish as well The selfish fish seller, weighs the fish up on the scales Then guts it, and chops off the head and the tail The selfish fish seller, cuts the fins, scrapes the scales The Japanese do it with whales Oh bring back, bring it back to me, bring back my diversity The factory ship hoovers the ocean The factory ship hoovers the sea The fish that are caught, they are frozen And brought back to feed you and me Bring back, bring it back to me Bring back the ocean to me Bring back, bring back leviathan Bring back, bring back Moby Dick Bring back, bring back mermaids, sea monsters Bring back, bring back sea shepherd, Greenpeace Bring back, bring it back to me, bring back my diversity The fish shoal together The fish shoal together The fish shoal together The fish shoal together The fish shoal together
4.
I Don’t Wanna be Right I don’t wanna be right About the shit that goes down in this world But my, imagination is lurid and lucid Some people are living in pain Some of us fly, fly, fly, fly, away Some people fly too close to the flame Never coming back again I’ve got a friend, who’s gone off the reptilian edge His scales, they are showing And he barks in cold, cold blood He sits on a rock In the sun but he never warms up His heart is a crystal And his eyes have the look of the dead The alarm, that sounds out all of the time Is not true, not none of the time Just pushes the level of anxiety Through the roof, through the roof, through the roof Panic fled back to the UK Panic bought bog roll along the way Panic lied about his motive Panic let the whole side down I don’t wanna be right About how all of our dreams have been sold And to stay inside our homes we’ve been told We’ve been told, we’ve been told, we’ve been told I hear the banging on the outside The doors are locked from the outside Light and love live on the outside Over the side, over the side, on the outside I don’t wanna be right I don’t wanna be right I don’t wanna be right I don’t wanna be right I don’t wanna be right I don’t wanna be right
5.
Gullible Travellers It’s embarrassing how gullible my friends are Played by Facebook for fools It must have been nice to like all the likes So many you must have felt cool Thirteen minutes to brainwash a fool Can now be done in three minutes or two Gullible travellers Gullible travellers Have I got the wrong end of the stick? The thin end of the wedge? Nothing is as it seems It seems the joke’s on me I say, nothing is as it seems It seems the joke’s on me Gullible travellers Gullible travellers, hey I ran on the road from Damascus I turned from a Paul to a Saul All those weirdos tripping raving Exceptional people it’s not affecting Living with Corona dying with Covid nananananana nineteen Lockdown songs, lockdown rights and wrongs Gullible travellers Gullible travellers Gullible Gullible Gullible travellers Gullible travellers Gullible Gullible Gullible travellers Gullible Gullible
6.
Staccato Stiletto From the mean streets, wrong side of the tracks Live life to the max He’s known as a brute, machine pistol shoot Oh, oh, staccato She looked down, from up on the hill Like a princess, that’s how the dice fell She was tough, she dressed to kill Oh, oh, stiletto When you’re stealing, dealing from the bottom of the deck You better move it, cos life can fly it passes quick Eyes wide open, looking for the golden chance When it comes, you grab it with both of your hands She had keys, when all the doors are locked She had ways, when all the roads were blocked She had days, and nights she didn’t give a fuck Oh, oh, stiletto Fast car driver, sometimes he rode his luck Good protector, and he could turn a buck Take directions, he’s the muscle right behind Strap yourself in, we’re going on a rocket ride When you’re stealing, dealing from the bottom of the deck You better move it, cos life can fly it passes quick Eyes wide open, looking for the golden chance When it comes, you grab it with both of your hands The lawyer says, make sure you got nothing to hide The policeman, gonna make you spend your life inside The life you chose, is dangerous you nearly died You looked around, saw the mess you made and cried Oh, oh, staccato Oh, oh, stiletto Oh, oh, staccato Oh, oh, stiletto When you’re stealing, dealing from the bottom of the deck You better move it, cos life can fly it passes quick Eyes wide open, looking for the golden chance When it comes, you grab it with both of your hands
7.
It’s Not Just the Night that Falls Living in a strange land Strange caress, strangers hand What country is this? Country air we breathe When darkness comes It’s not just the night that falls My dark heart falls for you When darkness comes It’s not just the night that falls My resistance, that falls too Sailing on a strange sea All together like sardines We are waving at the coast Count the cost, all is lost When darkness comes It’s not just the night that falls My dark heart falls for you When darkness comes It’s not just the night that falls My resistance, that falls too Singing, shrill singing me down By the light of the moon What songbird is this? Ruffling feathers with a tune When darkness comes It’s not just the night that falls My dark heart falls for you When darkness comes It’s not just the night that falls My resistance, that falls too
8.
European Onion European onion, peel away the layers, we are all still there The Irishman, the German, the French and the Greek The rich and the poor, the brash and the meek Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Oh holy of holies the chosen are living on stolen promised land And nobody wants what you make And nobody likes you, nobody likes you Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better The law is not there for justice or fair play The law is there to maintain the whole rotten order The crown, the entitled and the border Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better I hear you are trying to make yourself great again Dragging out the old empire of hate again What you used to call the white man’s burden To those who received was genocide and murder Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better Everyone is as good as another unless they think they are better European onion European onion European onion European onion
9.
What? Elephant Everyone’s under suspicion Everyone’s under the spell Everyone’s under surveillance Everyone’s under arrest Everyone’s under the weather Everyone’s under control Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room It’s all gone all the money It’s all gone behind the smile It’s all gone from view It’s all gone off the screen It’s all gone in your dreams It’s all gone for you Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room We’re living in a time of plague We’re living with a burning flame We’re living with our thoughts enslaved We’re living and faking the rage We’re living like it’s all a game We’re living and I just have to say Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room Nobody’s talking ‘bout the elephant Everybody’s giving it room
10.
Midnight Leaf Blower Midnight leaf blower, directed by the man in the suit He cannot see the leaves, he knows where they lie, he blows in the dark Beside the trees, there are flagpoles with no leaves Man in the suit he thinks, why can’t all trees be like these Then I would not have to pay the worker and his breeze, machine Then I would not have to pay the worker, and his breeze I’ve been through some dark times, when I just couldn’t see I’ve been through some dark times, when I just couldn’t see On m’a trouve dessus, ma duvet sur mon lit C’est dommage que l’esprit de soixante-huit est bien parti C’est qu’une mirage que des Francais ont allée danser sur le pont Bon courage des gilets jaunes leur vie en banlieue et en ville I’ve been through some dark times, when I just couldn’t see I’ve been through some dark times, when I just couldn’t see Now that my eyes are gone they’re open, I can really see The blindness of your heart, has wrought the blindness of your soul and your body Remember riches can take flight, if you try to keep them for yourself The poor are waiting at your gate, they’re asking for your help I’ve been through some dark times, when I just couldn’t see I’ve been through some dark times, when I just couldn’t see
11.
Ring A Bell for Me My dog died, my father died, and Joanie died I went inside for a while, for swimming against the tide I’m waiting, I’ll be waiting, she said I’m waiting, I’ll be waiting, she said Imagine my surprise when she isn’t here She isn’t there, she isn’t anywhere I’m waiting, I’ll be waiting, she said When you go down to your place of worship to ring a bell Won’t you ring a bell, ring a bell for me When you go down to your place of worship to ring a bell Won’t you ring a bell, ring a bell for me Now golden leaves are falling Spinning in the morning golden sun Now golden leaves are falling Spinning in the morning golden sun I’ve been alone for long enough I am golden, I am ready for some fun Now golden is the air, golden light on golden oak And golden leaves are falling Spinning in the morning golden sun Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning In the morning golden sun When you go down to your place of worship to ring a bell Won’t you ring a bell, ring a bell for me When you go down to your place of worship to ring a bell Won’t you ring a bell, ring a bell for me When you go down to your place of worship to ring a bell Won’t you ring a bell, ring a bell, ring a bell, ring a bell, ring a bell Ring a bell, ring a bell for me Spinning in the morning golden sun
12.
Instructions for Living a Life in Imsouane Yeh, time goes slow, time goes slow, time goes slow Tides of life will flow, to and fro, to and fro Yeh, time goes slow, time goes slow, time goes slow Tides of life will flow, to and fro, to and fro

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A Break in the Country has been two years in the making. After the release of their debut album in August 2019 Undying Heads were looking forward to more exposure and more gigs. They planned to tour Ireland and England again in 2020. They played some great gigs down on the Algarve in the autumn of 2019 and some fantastic winter dates there too. In February 2020 they headed off to Morocco to hopefully play some music there, as well as travel around. They were lined up to play the Nomad festival down in the Sahara desert.

After only a month of travelling Morocco the country went into lockdown. Many tourists left immediately but Undying Heads decided to stay in the fishing village turned surf resort of Imsouane. They didn’t expect to be there for four months but they made great use of their time there, Frank wrote songs, seven out of the twelve songs on the album were written there. They both played every day, Sam taking up the mandola which makes Undying Heads possibly the only two mandola band in the world!

They returned to the Algarve at the end of July and continued to practice most days. Towards the end of the year Frank started recording some of the songs he had written and some older reworked songs. All recorded in their van, with the equipment powered by the sun!

At the beginning of 2021 they decided to make their way back to Frank’s house in central Portugal and after a couple of months of hard work on the land and in the house they were ready to get back to the music.

Frank laid down all his guitar, mandola and vocals as well as using a drum machine for some tracks. Then Sam laid down her vocals to finish off the album. Frank used the free programme Audacity to mix and master the album. Sam designed the album art and updated their website and Bandcamp.

We hope you enjoy the music as much as we enjoyed making it!

Much love and thanks to Hamish and Jess for all their hard work on the land and house as well as taking photos. Credit to Hamish for some of the photos used on our album cover.

Thanks to Hicham at Action Point Imsouane as well as the people of the village. We couldn't have had a better more productive first lockdown!

Thanks to all the venues that gave us a chance in 2019 when we were totally unknown. Particularly Ed and the crew at Mullens in Lagos, Mario at Junction 17 in Luz, Rita at Moagem in Aljezur, Gara at La Tapadera in Barão de São João, Nuno at The Hook in Luz, Liz at Liz Bar in Alvor, Vivo Mercado in Lagos and Fabio and Miguel at Magic Cactus near Sines.

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released August 13, 2021

All words and music by Frank Ryder.
© 2021 Undying Heads.
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Undying Heads

Undying Heads are Frank Ryder, singer songwriter from Dublin on Mandola & Guitar and singer Sam Wilkinson from Cirencester on Mandola, Bodhran & Percussion. They play an eclectic mix of original acoustic folk music as well as the occasional cover. They have released two albums and one EP to date. Their music takes influences from many sources. Read more on their website. ... more

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