Anachronisms

by Mark Northfield

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1.
Penegal 05:44
PENEGAL Running in circles to hypnotise the day Reciting the prayer your mother left Forever hopeful, forever scarred Forever seeking resolutions Running away by accident designed All horizons accelerate How small we all look at that distance Love's not far ahead Take courage Mmmm... Running for cover in the arms of a forest Coy little promises to mountains Acutely aware of the contours Real life suspended Time hangs Running a fever, no symptoms to measure Cursed with the knowledge your father left Some distant guardian angel Stands to attention, impassive Mmmm... Make light of your burdens Make sense of your failings Make me proud Make certain Running in circles to hypnotise the day Reciting the prayer your mother left Forever hopeful, forever scarred Forever seeking
2.
TAKE IT FROM ME Don't know anything for sure or for certain Making decisions between things Like handsome, like handsome and pretty It was a waste of me Don't say it should be time I know perfectly well what I mean And I don't know anything Must be a seasonal adjustment We're all weak said the man who disappeared And I wonder who's left We're all so... So very BENT on being ourselves Individuality creeps up You see said the blind man To the woman eyeing him up I'm a blind man, forever will be That's me terminology A blind man: end of the argument Go on, go on, go on Take it from me, yes! Go on, go on, go on Take it from me I am no guardian I can't seem to keep Leaving things unfinished And all that she could see was pity Were it ever to be confused with love Then everyone would cry themselves dry And think as if they really thought Really thought at all that we could make a difference But she's still in love and thinking About what he meant Go on, go on, go on Take it from me, yes! Go on, go on, go on Take it from me I am no guardian I can't seem to keep Leaving things unfinished Turn and face your god Say you're not in love with him at all Turn and face your god Truth is no alibi Take it from me Go on, go on, go on Take it from me, yes! Go on, go on, go on Take it from me I am no guardian I can't seem to keep Leaving things un... Turned and faced to god Say you're not in love with him at all Turn and face to god Truth is no alibi Take it from me Go on, go on, go on Take it from me, yes! Go on, go on, go on Take it from me I am no guardian I can't seem to keep Leaving things unfinished
3.
Submerging 04:48
SUBMERGING See the world in shades of black See myself in shades of grey There is no light to guide me on Are you receiving me? Shutting the world out silent Crawl upstairs to oblivion The only light seems to have fused Are you receiving me? I want out I want deep blue water To feel the burden drop from my shoulders I wanna be dissolved Absolved of all guilt Pick up my shell and listen No-one's home, only the ocean See the world has no colour now Nothin to give me succour How was the light for you? Am I deceiving myself Viewing the end as a means A nice try, bye-bye sucker This is my final signal Are you receiving? I want out I want deep blue water To feel the burden drop from my shoulders I wanna be dissolved Absolved of all guilt Pick up my shell and listen No-one's home, only the ocean Are you receiving me? Are you receiving me? Are you receiving me? Are you receiving me? Are you receiving me? Receiving... See the world from underneath All beauty is static Life is death in costume Death is life play acting So just one more cup of tea One more trivial detail Makin light to counter the fear You won't receive me I want out I want deep blue water To feel the burden drop from my shoulders I wanna be dissolved Absolved of all guilt Pick up my shell and listen Nobody's home, only the ocean
4.
WASTING A DAY There's something I meant to say But I'm damned if I'm going to The world has turned against me Well that's the popular view I'm world, weary and torn Chasing up the anger If looks could kill Then come sweet murder Oh I can waste a day on you Idly listening Never understanding why I put myself through it I can waste a day on you Staring in space Losing myself Into the wide frame I'm world weary and torn Wasting the days away Your face is one in a million Yet strangely familiar I guess that's how I feel About my failures I'm world weary and torn Chasing frustration If looks could kill Murder me please I can waste a day on you Idly listening Never understanding why I put myself through it all I can waste a day on you Staring in space Losing myself Into the wide frame I'm world weary and torn Wasting the days away... Wasting a day on you Away-hey-hey
5.
I.R.C. 03:18
IRC The therapy agent directive states No two persons under the age Of communication shall communicate The child meanwhile in absence of authority Or acting body Connects by virtue of technology The single and in search of a partner Requires a mother or a father There cannot be enough information Feed flow feed flow feed Daylight strikes full on the chest A broad and innocent violence It be physics not chemistry That will kill me Adult size and child mind A crystalline arrogance we have Transparent but not without distortion The single and in search of a partner Requires a mother or a father There cannot be enough information Feed flow feed flow feed Do you feel lucky? Do you touch lucky? Do you feel lucky? Do you touch lucky? Do you feel lucky? Do you touch lucky? Or does she touch you instead You, the passively blessed My what a slick heart you have High on ascendancies Hi to anyone else can I just say Do you feel kissed my merchandise human I love you more than you love life Meaning I'm single and in search of a partner To be my mother or my father There cannot be enough information Feed flow feed flow feed The single and in search of a partner Requires a mother or a father There cannot be enough information Feed flow feed flow feed
6.
THE WELL TEMPERED IMPROVISER Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord To make you want to hold your breath Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord To make you want to raise the dead Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord To erase all hope for good But I couldn't possibly describe it Possibly describe it Oh no I couldn't Though I may just have done Nothing like a major chord Nothing like a major chord To make you want to fall about Nothing like a major chord Nothing like a major chord To make you want to lose control Yeah, heh, heh Nothing like a major chord Nothing like a major chord To make you want to jump for joy Oooh... It'll all be over before you can Over before you can say I had no idea that's what he was saying Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord To show you what you'll never have Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord Nothing like a minor chord To take you where you'll never go But oh It'll all be over before you can Over before you can say I had no idea that's what he was saying And I couldn't possibly describe it Possibly describe it Oh no I couldn't Though I may just have done
7.
A STONE'S THROW Seagull up in the air wheels Blood runs double the speed He knows your heart is out with the tide Tries to catch the outline Tries to draw you up Tries to reel you in But has not the strength He can't give you control He's only a child Who will bring you stones for throwing Always hoping You'd let him take one home Watch as you toss the coin and wish Know the second it lands You'll do the opposite You do right To make the time we have last Skin bone muscle and art You know those things you aren't He don't care for them He smells of cedarwood You taste of lime He sees where the footprints cross You hear the swell He touches the truth and recoils Turns to you as you turn away How love gets choreographed The daft and the sublime Wrestling arms The latter inevitably wins Rendering the dualist Helpless in the sheer beauty of defeat I can't make him see sense I can't make him go He'd only return with stones for throwing Always hoping You wouldn't throw too hard
8.
Executors 05:06
EXECUTORS South Parkway, bus shelter Resident youths undeterred By minimal wage packets From glorious ad campaigns The names drop, though not from The tower blocks of toy town It reassures the lost and found On miscaught public transport What have we come here for What have we got to give Happy executors, happily executing We're all troopers, militia We know scores and breath fear Some of us can't count for sure Some of us just don't want to Feel the rainsdrops real regular Who could ever feel at home here Never mind, my mate's cocksure He don't know why, and I don't care What we have come here for What we got to give Happy executors, happily executing Do words make feelings? No, they make edges The master directive Not feminine, not masculine Discovering your inner self In urban environments Pretending to be someone Being no one in particular What have we come here for What have we got to give Happy executors, happily executing What have we come here for What have we got to give Happy executors, happily executing Do words make feelings? No, they make edges...
9.
Asunder 04:21
10.
COOL BREEZE BLOWIN' It couldn't be you And it couldn't be me Must have been the both of us No need to stew a hullabaloo To make such a fuss It's obvious We only succeed in winding ourselves up Toy dragons Pounding furiously into walls It couldn't be you And it couldn't be me Must have been in between Well, there I go Past-tensing the present again Stupid little words A contract of guilt lies binding With any sense We'd tear it up And scatter on the western Cool breeze blowin Have I come to find the way denied Cool breeze blowin Have I come to find the way around this The things we say and the things we say We're never gonna say again Well, excuse me if I'm unconvinced And given up hope of so being We can't help but be recriminicitudinary I could go on But surely you realise why I couldn't Cool breeze blowin Have I come to find the way denied Cool breeze blowin Have I come to find the way around Cool breeze blowin Have I come to find the way denied Cool breeze blowin Have I come to find the way around Cool breeze blowin Did you come to find the way denied Cool breeze blowin Did you come to find the way
11.
CAREFREE SINGALONG You take your time but I knew you'd turn up Eventually But don't ask how I knew It's all part of being human Placing blind faith in the intangible I took my time but it was time that had to be took I couldn't see What it was I was needing before I was taking it all much too seriously You know the score Well I hate cliches and despise fairytales Still I believe in love I make Disney character voodoo dolls Still I believe in love I can't stand Hollywood happy ends Love songs that rhyme but don't make sense Still I believe in love Forget first sight It's the first laugh that really counts Forget that stuff about fate It's all chance One fat, ripe, glorious chance To touch the divine Without that God bloke getting in the way Still I believe in love Still I believe in love Been known to violently convulse At ballads that modulate upwards Still I believe in love Oh yes I do Pin greetings cards to dartboards Those helpless kittens and cute puppydogs Got nothing against household pets Just all that sentimental bollocks But I believe in love Oh yes I do Hate cliches and despise fairytales... Oh yes I do Believe in love Yes I believe in love

about

Originally recorded in 2001 as an 8 track live demo, the full album was fleshed out with extra tracks and instrumentation during 2002. Handmade CD copies were then sold at acoustic gigs during 2003-05.

Unlike it's more wide-ranging follow-ups, Anachronisms is very much a piano-focused singer/songwriter affair. From the Yann Tiersen-esque opener Penegal, through the more aggressively strung Take It From Me and The Well Tempered Improviser, to the robotic life support tones of Executors, the whole is suffused with typical Northfield melancholy and poeticism.

The songs mostly tackle the darker undercurrents of love and how these shape our identity, but there are also flashes of optimism to be found, most especially in the theatrical closing number Carefree Singalong.

On the tenth anniversary of its 'unofficial' first release in 2003, it is now available as a digital release on Bandcamp.

credits

released May 1, 2003

All songs written by Mark.
All arrangements by Mark (except strings on 1 by Matthew Williams).
All keyboards and vocals by Mark.
Recorders on 5 and clarinet on 11 by Mark.
Strings by Gillon Cameron and Ian Burdge on 1, 2 and 6.
Bass on 4 by Andrew Holdsworth.
Drums on 2, 4 and 11 by Gordon Mills.
Percussion on 5 by Murdoch MacDonald.
Produced by Mark Northfield and Andrew Holdsworth.

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Mark Northfield Bracknell, UK

Pianist and singer/songwriter from Berkshire, England. Also founder member of piano trio Cherry Mint Koala. Mark makes eclectic, melodic and slightly melancholic pop/rock, with prominent classical and theatrical influences. Often collaborates with other vocalists drawn from a variety of genres. Somewhat unpigeonholeable. ... more

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