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Demon

by Tom Slatter

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Matthew Breach
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Matthew Breach What can I say? Slatter has only gone and done a cover of the song that Tenacious D must have played to the devil, because frankly Wizards of this Town is the greatest song in the World, ever. No idea why I like it so much as it has random bits stuck together in a sub-prog style, but it just works. The rest of it is actually pretty reasonable as well, but you might not notice for a while as you'll have WIZARDS!!!! on repeat for a few hours before passing on to the next track. Favorite track: Wizards Of This Town.
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Sven B. Schreiber It's hard to believe - but Tom made a terrific album! Ha ha, just kidding... it's not terrific, of course - it's terrible! Ha ha, still kidding... it's not hard to believe, of course - it's unbelievable! The album, that is. Or incredible... well, whatever... it seems I don't get this review right anymore. What I wanted to say is: Tom made a terrific album. Period. Once again. Period. That's why I'm a member of his "Immoral Supporters". Final Period. PS: Come and join us miserable creatures! Favorite track: West Wind.
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released July 26, 2019

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Tom Slatter London

A latter-day Victorian street-theatre barker with a guitar promising tales of mystery, imagination, ‘orrible murders and bloody great waving tentacles’ is how Tom Slatter has been described. Since 2010 he has been scaring audiences with six albums and numerous EPs of storytelling songs. ... more

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Track Name: Wizards Of This Town
Covered himself in cardboard armour
Marched into war with all his dreams
Sword strokes and special brew
Alone with all his foes

Heat-haze melted all your daily goals
To-do list ink run and blurred
Chewing gum stuck to both of your shoes
Laces tangled in funny knots

You go to sleep again
In the empty band stand
All your hopes are gone
And you don’t remember where

Bring me chicken bones,
Dead rats’ teeth and mobile phones
We’ll melt them down and boil up a little freedom

Draw the magic down
With a hopscotch maze and a paper crown
With pigeons as familiars we’re the wizards of this town

Lenses are gone but he still wears glasses
Hides from bully boys and thugs
Itches to try his hand at some sort of revenge
Don’t tell me you are better than him

You cast your spells again and laugh at all the doubting men
Who say it’s just coincidence all the times you get your way

Bring me chicken bones,
Dead rats’ teeth and mobile phones
We’ll melt them down and boil up a little freedom

Draw the magic down
With a hopscotch maze and a paper crown
With pigeons as familiars we’re the wizards of this town

Sing hallelujah when the earth spins
Sing exultations when the ground splits
Sing rubble piles and amputees
And faded civic memories
Do you remember when this town was somewhere?

Bring me chicken bones,
Dead rats’ teeth and mobile phones
We’ll melt them down and boil up a little freedom

Draw the magic down
With a hopscotch maze and a paper crown
With pigeons as familiars we’re the wizards of this town

It’s not street art, it’s sorcery
The plastic bags hanging in the trees
Are offerings to drunk inner-city dryads

They’re dark towers not ex-council blocks
And flocks of gulls can’t be ignored
They’re here to steal your lunch and steal your secrets
Track Name: Modern World
Can you see her eyes shine
Do you see a wonder of the modern world?
Perfected and selected
Manufactured from the finest cloth and pearls
Latex lips and courtesies perfected
Who needs modern girls when the world’s been making dolls as good as this?

Do you see the muscles move under his flesh
Looks as good as the real thing
Can run a hundred miles and never lose his smile and never ask for anything
His rubber beauties just skin deep and perfect
Who needs modern boys when the toys that you can buy are as good as this

Paper money’s just as good as the ropes around your wrist
Do you exist, do you exist or have you started to live?

Arms out deep breath just start screaming no
They’ll grab you and drag you back in
Oh I told you so
The modern world it just won’t let you go.

Did you know your teeth are unnaturally straight underneath your perfect hair.
Got yourself a tie and all the latest trends but inside there’s nothing there
Latex thoughts and factory processed feelings
Who needs modern men when the ones that you buy are as good as this?

Paper money’s just as good as the ropes around your wrist
Do you exist, do you exist or have you started to live?

Arms out deep breath just start screaming no
They’ll grab you and drag you back in
Oh I told you so
The modern world it just won’t let you go.

The devil take the hindmost
So don’t be at the back
Don’t be so slow to judge
Slow to react
The hidebound will be bitten on their heels
So I won’t be early and I won’t be too late for the men of experiment.
Wide awake watching the sun-rise
The city on the horizon, teeth against the sky, over-crowded with all these empty people
I want you here with me in our forest cold
Track Name: Weather Balloons And Falling Stars
They smell a lot like love
And have beady little eyes
And every time they speak
They tell another lie

It's mirrors and it's smoke
It’s all make-up and ropes
Connects you to everything
So you'll never be alone

March on in their name
Call down our new friends
It's not where they've come here from
It's where they'll take us to

The taste is on my tongue
Salty and it's sweet
Family and friends
They never could compete

There's neon in the air
A promise thick as sin
Tendrils through your hair
Connects you to everything

March on in their name
Call down our new friends
It's not where they've come here from
It's where they'll take us to

Two of us coiled in desire weakness turns us to three and to four and to five
Feels like I'm floating, revolting and vomiting something, but don't count their eyes
Smells like familiar, like love, like regret, like the things that we taste when we die
Needles in veins, into eyes, don't we lie, when we lie down with things from the sky

But there's nothing in the sky at all
Nothing coming down to meet us
Only weather balloons and falling stars
Weather balloons and falling stars

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