Anachronisms

by Mark Northfield

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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 01 May 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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Track Name: Penegal
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
Track Name: Take It From Me
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
Track Name: Submerging
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
Track Name: Wasting A Day
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
Track Name: I.R.C.
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
Track Name: The Well Tempered Improviser
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
Track Name: A Stone's Throw
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
Track Name: Executors
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...
Track Name: Cool Breeze Blowin'
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
Track Name: Carefree Singalong
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