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Neon Gods - album 2

by C-Beem

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1.
Lyrics Soon my friend with the stars in his eyes Is coming back to the green After what he has seen Fifteen years for the magic to break And the message to sink in Now he is thinking Just can't take it no more The big screen's gotten so small To somebody's Porsche He's gotta clean with a mop This is not the top he was dreaming of He was dreaming of And he feels, and he feels like tumbleweed in Tinseltown And he feels, yes he feels like tumbleweed in Tinseltown God save the Queen Says he's gonna get back his cross of burning gold Says he's gonna take back his arrows of desire But the dark satanic mills are just the same And the greedy old crows are still playing their same old games But he feels, but he feels like tumbleweed in Tinseltown And he feels, yes he feels like tumbleweed in Tinseltown God save the Queen Tumbleweed in Tinseltown Tumbleweed in Tinseltown Tumbleweed in Tinseltown Tumbleweed in Tinseltown Could have been Johnny Depp If he just had the chance, to advance Could have been working with Spielberg Get your fiddle and dance Dance, dance, dance At the burger joint they say what's the point In Tinseltown, Tinseltown At the restaurant, living for tips Tumbleweed in Tinseltown Tumbleweed in Tinseltown Tumbleweed in Tinseltown
2.
Angel Hill 03:58
lyrics I'd do anything for you Look out the window if you will I'm wondering what I mean to you Living up high on Angel Hill Are you aware of the rush inside my heart Do you feel the feelings so far apart Am I just something that passes you by Lost as a feather into the sky Wanna be more than just a fleeting sign That someone out there wants to call you mine Love to take you out for a glide Show you the one I am deep inside Here I am hanging on the brink Both of us with too much time to think One day I'm gonna work you out Angel Hill behind the clouds We shall be together I swear That's my intuition You're my fascination We shall be together You'll be mine forever Don't ever say never is never I got all the patience it needs I'd do anything for you Look out the window if you will I'm wondering what I mean to you Living up high on Angel Hill Do you see the yearning in my eyes Are you thinking I'm behaving unwise Is it giving you a secret little thrill Thinking I'm just out for the kill
3.
lyrics It was one of those nights when I danced till morning My head felt as good as good as my heart Now the daylight comes, can't stop singing to the sound of birds outside, it's Half past five Half past five Half past five Of the morning kind So I get my paper, I'm so wide awake I scribble down the words in my mind I'm a lone creator, sole-trader Seize the advantage of the vibes Of half past five Feel so alive, alive Somewhere deep in the country the disillusioned around a fire Who am I to blame them When it's I doing the same thing Only in another way It is all just the same Half past five And I'm not tired Half past five Half past five Half past five Of the morning kind
4.
Tin Foil Hat 04:47
lyrics Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know Lizards in charge Moon is hollow King Rap's one of them Rock stars all of them making signs, subliminal signs Pyramid eye on your dollar bill Swallow you up, oh yes it will Cuckoo mind, say what they like It's all true, it's all true Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know My dogs are tapped, my cats are wired Weird clicks on my telephone Bring me down, they try and try They breed us tough out here They breed us tough out here Got my place booby-trapped Got my bags already packed When they come knock-knocking When they come knock-knocking All dressed in black Cars back to back Limping, talking from their chests Lipstick on their mouths I guess Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know they're coming Got devices pointing to the stars My shining kin will take me in their arms Soon we're gonna prove the lemmings wrong when suddenly the meek become the strong Yeah, you'll never see me go Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know Will seem like I was never here Gonna take a heavy heart to miss me No one understands my reality Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know But I think you're special Somebody worth saving Somebody who could be worth my trouble I could make a hat for you Sit with me in the corner Do you feel about the world like I do Do you sleep at night Things not seem quite right I think that you are my shining kin Coffee's on the pot Just step right in Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know Doesn't take a tin foil hat to know
5.
Eno 03:58
lyrics On the crest of a wave On ocean time and space Water in my hand Melt into the sand Find myself a cave Got ambience to waste Take me to Eno On the haze of the moon Dissipating through the blue Like a landing thing unseen Stars give to me their sheen Find myself a crater Wipe clean my dusty data Take me to Eno Take me, take me, take me, take me oh oh take me, take me Take me to Eno On the crest of a wave On ocean time and space Water in my hand Melt into the sand Find myself a cave Got ambience to waste Take me to Eno On the haze of the moon Dissipating through the blue Like a landing thing unseen Stars give to me their sheen Find myself a crater Wipe clean my dusty data Take me to Eno Take me, take me, take me, take me oh oh take me, take me Take me to Eno
6.
lyrics I swear they don't breathe oxygen They don't care if we live or die Everybody's a potential alien Toxify the citizens I grew up next to a river and flowers Dazzled by the techno-power Of the silver commander on the TV screen Safe in a day that will never be Ed Straker, I'm talking to you Ed Straker, what did they do to our future How could have we been so blind To be so loose with our time They're getting away with murder Come and save us Ed Straker You got the cool You got the tools Purple haired girls and angels in the blue sky Looking out for me and you Show me a better high Got em on a star tracker Got a lock on all attackers Underground, over water Deep space, every corner Oh what an outfit you got, Ed Straker Come on, come on Ed Straker, bully for you With your whisky and soda And your fist full of cigars That will never ever kill ya Ed Straker, I'm talking to you Ed Straker, what did they do to our future How could have we been so sick Now the oceans are plastic And the storms like hammers And the heat is scorching Every animal's running Every forest aflame Generations in shame Space invaders, from the inside we came It's us to blame Ed Straker, I'm talking to you Ed Straker, what did they do to our future Future, future, future Ed Straker, I'm talking to you Ed Straker, what did they do to our future Future, future, future
7.
lyrics You know you're driving me insane with your endless games Feel like I'm living in Mr. Punch's world Feel like I'm banging my head against your wall Take a shot now Take another shot Take a shot now Take another shot All I really wanted was the sky to know for certain the limits of my life I never thought you would obstruct me I can't believe you wanna unhinge me Everyone says it will turn out fine Again and again, time after time Seems my place is back to ground Seems my voice is the quietest kind Take a shot now Take another shot Take a shot now Take another shot I can't climb your monkey puzzle tree I've no mind for the riddles you set for me I try, but I always lose my feet then I fall from your monkey puzzle tree Take a shot now Take another shot Take a shot now Take another shot I don't aim to be some kind of tyrant thing You don't have to worry if you think I'm trying to cut your strings This is the time and place we are We are just the people we are Got to carve our niche Got to find some peace Cut the white noise from our voices Choose the best of a million choices We got mixed up in the pages Caught in the smoke of all the ages I can't climb your monkey puzzle tree No mind for the riddles you set for me I try, I always lose my feet then I fall from your monkey puzzle tree Monkey puzzle tree Ah, the riddles you set for me Monkey puzzle tree La la la la la la Monkey puzzle tree La la la la la la Monkey puzzle tree La la la la la la Monkey puzzle tree
8.
Sweet Song 04:45
lyrics ( Hear my sweet song ) It's a sweet song 'cos it's true It's a sweet song held together by me and you And there's nothing we have to prove It's a sweet song 'cos it's true And everything will fade All the world unmade Just go along with it now Make good use of it somehow As long as we move to the song The sweetest song Hear my sweet song The best that I can do Hear my sweet song No devil's tune Where it comes from Your guess is good as mine Got the feeling right now It's somewhere quite fine Hear my sweet song chime The rest is up to you It's my sweet song's time To chase away the gloom The place it grows on maybe Some place sunny and high So my sweet song says drink it like wine Everything will fade All the world unmade You got my sweet song Help you along Everything will fade You got my sweet song Help you along Why must it be so complicated When all we want is just to be free Just to face the sky, knowing empty space behind Will never tell us lies, won't hold us to trial Never saw it that way God don't have to play games Just make it good with your time Be happy, crazy and kind Keep going with your sweet song
9.
New Walk 04:13
lyrics Many kinds of people have been through this way Untouched by the dirty wheels of the dirty metal train See the gardens of lovers, Cassanovas, Romeos Star-crossed to be trying to live inside another age We could take the smokey streets again where everything comes and goes where fast cars rushing by your feet, and the rat-race takes its toll But like a parallel universe, the pathway runs the line New Walk is deceptively old It takes you outa time New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah You thought just another city Just another city in the middle of the bitty You thought everything shitty in the middle of the gritty deserving your pity I will prove you wrong, if you come along I will prove you wrong, if you come along Come alonga New Walk Even in the Winter, heading for a dead king's bones All the way to the old town, past trees all white with snow It's enough just to stay there, and leave out all the rest New Walk is deceptively old, don't settle for nothing less New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah You thought just another city Just another city in the middle of the bitty You thought everything shitty in the middle of the gritty deserving your pity I will prove you wrong, if you come along I will prove you wrong, if you come along Come alonga New Walk New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah New Walk, ah ah
10.
lyrics Where do they go, when, the lights take them Heart of the maze, in their subterranean days Don't get too close, to, their radiation Colours of a spectrum no one can see Nothing can see but the bees Where do they go, children of the strange lights Oh the half-lights, tubeway takes them so far away Far away Where do they go, when, the rainbows take them Neon gods, underground shrines Likes of you can never follow No signs, no roads you know, In your bullet-proof life Oh my oh my, where do they go Someone tell me, tell me Where do they go, when the light takes them Where do they go, take what they need The air that they breathe Breaks the subway, micro-winds to claim Gathers round them so vain Where do they go Where do they go Where do they go Where do they go, when the light takes them Blow breeze blow, to the unseen The never been Breaks the subway, micro-winds to claim Gathers round them so vain Where do they go Where do they go

about

"C-Beem casts a light on the future present through the ‘Neon’ of a future past.
British neo-synthpop practitioner C-Beem (Chris Mills) has earned a loyal global following for his meticulously crafted brand of 80s-flavoured electronic pop. Rock At Night, having a soft spot for this vintage of pop music, has reviewed a number of his prior releases. On his latest release, “Neon Gods”, C-Beem again crafts a confection whose evocative electro textures and phrasing anchor memorable tunes in your ears. Listen to the production and you’ll hear echoes of Ultravox, Tears For Fears, & Simple Minds—sounds that harkened the future once upon a time. Not willing to settle, however, for an ordinary exercise in period nostalgia, C-Beem arouses our ears’ memories of this once future to frame examination of our current one. And it is here that he makes his mark, the characters and scenes of his tracks sharing timely stories of delusion and folly (“Tin Foil Hat”) and a disappointing future that’s now arrived but isn’t what was promised (the cinematic “Tumbleweed In Tinseltown” and “Ed Straker Future”)."
Vox Count, Rock At Night Magazine

“East Midlands artist C-Beem aka Chris Mills has been putting out a lot of cool and diverse material over recent times so it is great that he ends a fruitful 2021 by releasing the album Neon Gods. It is an album that showcases Chris’s skills as primarily a composer of synthwave and cinematic Pop albeit with room for a range of influences. Opener Tumbleweed in Tinseltown matches a story-telling lyric to a melodic, major key slice of Synth-driven Pop with crisp beat, appealing melody and sweet, slightly wobbly argpeggio keyboard figures. Some interesting changes add to the song’s strength. Angel Hill and Half Past Five both have a strong 80s infusion, syncopated basslines and bright synths set against minor key melody; switching between single and multi-tracked vocals with smart use of octaves to emphasise hooks.
Tin Foil Hat is a track I am familiar with, nodding here to Kraftwerk while the lyrics are clever and sardonic. Eno, despite its title, is not a slowly building slice of electronic ambience but an uptempo busy Synth Pop track with a semi-Gothic vocal. Shades of Blancmange in a mash with Hot Chip. Ed Straker Future is another familiar track, utilising a piano figure that could almost be Hall & Oates jamming with Scissor Sisters while there is a Bowie-esque tinge to the vocals. Recent single Monkey Puzzle Tree is dynamic and modern, buoyant synth chords, solid tough beat and an appealing melody.
We get a change of mood with Sweet Song, intertwining synths playing arpeggios, melody lines and long tones with a semi-drone bass effect while Chris’s vocals have an anthemic quality in the hook and the verses recall Bowie in Let’s Dance era. It has a particularly likeable melody and the combination of textures is highly effective. Then we are into funkier territory with New Walk which kicks off like Cabaret Voltaire in Crackdown era until Chris’s harmony-adorned vocals take into poppier waters. This is like a Synth Pop take on Americana. Very nice. It ends with recent single When the light takes them. Again, there is a Bowie feel about the vocals while the echoing synth chords hint at Chvrches or Ladytron. The feel is smouldering, slow-burning, a tribal beat and single chords dominating the backdrop while the vocals convey a passion for his question ‘Where do they go?’ to be answered. There is a lovely synth-strings melody in the mid-section that leads into a brief moment of just the exposed beat. Then more echoing synth chords begin a build-up of textures towards another emotionally-charged chorus. As it fades out on long synth tones, we are left with the feeling that Chris has been patiently building this collection, showing his versatility and ensuring it utilises his best tracks. Great to hear it.”
Neil March, Trust The Doc Reviews

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released July 22, 2022

Special thanks for all your encouragement and support: Alicia of Music's Metaphor, Neil (Trust the Doc) March, Tom Robinson, FO ( always listenin' )The Net, Billy (the quiff) Mick, Fonz Tramontano, Rich Wilde of Dave Dark and the Sharks, Liane Chan, Kris of FV Music Blog, Chyrisse Tabone and Vox Count of Rock At Night Magazine, Craig of Beelzebubabble, George Davis and Sam of Wud Records, Leigh and Aelith of SideSister, Martina Doerner of Tunebubble, Mike Gascgoine, Lucy (International Woman of Mystery) Benadetta, Tasmin Archer, Martine and Philippe (ooh la-la) Perthus of Interview, Jamie Sea and Michelle of What's Happenin' Music, Jolyon Myers, C-Plus Panda, Dave (cheap choc) Parks of The Casimir Engine, Limbocast, Prospect Radio, Jeff Vicarrio, DJ Stephenson & DJ DeEdge of Radio Coolio, Ben Jeapes, Tom Monahan, DanceInVerses, Lorenzo of Big Flem, Oli (abstraction meister) of Radio TFSC, Stuart Corry of Golden Believers, James (One Cure for Man) Parkinson, John Orrie of Synthpop Lover, Jesus Lomelli, Tom Melesky of Outcast Studios, Mark Winder of The ReTweeter Mag, Kevin Malton of Our Sound Music, CyriousMind, InTune Music, The Molice, Kris Mac of Vinyl Cut, James Douglas of James Douglas Films, ETunes Music UK, Lemon Fire Brigade, Chris McConville, Steve (It's only rock n' roll) Aiden, Revival Synth, AI Love Music, Jen Music Curator, Claudia Mendes of The Other Side Reviews, Afterbliss Music, Mathieu T and Mireille Potvin of Spleen Overseas, KMasters, Keith Howard, Michael Frantz, Precious Genus, Kim Smith and Steve Garnett of Radio Northwich, the Baykuts, Kent Peterson, Lachlan Brooks, Negative Headphones, Guy Boughton of CafeUK, T's Lounge in Japan, Dominic Bentham, Bruce Rhodes, new friends on FB and IG, and my Joolz X

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