Acoustic Overspill

by Overspill Poets

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Following on from their debut album, Thompson Falls, that gained critical acclaim for it's blend of English northern indie jangle and alt country rock stylings, Overspill Poets unplug to explore their folk and Americana influences in more depth on this stripped down, acoustic ep.

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released 05 November 2011
Tim Taylor: vocals
George Kitching: guitar, mandolin, percussion

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tags: acoustic alt country acoustic americana folk folk rock indie United Kingdom

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Overspill Poets released their debut album, Thompson Falls, in Oct 2009 to critical acclaim. Subba-Cultcha described it as ... more "A living, breathing lexicon of catchy, hook-laden lo-fi opulence infused within layers of guitar driven alt-country". The band then unplugged to explore their folk and Americana influences. The result is the stripped down, warm and initimate sound of Acoustic Overspill. less

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Track Name: England
Oh cruel Britannia don't you strut and fret your time
You seek the glory but the sound and fury's mine
Did you imagine we would rally round the flag?
Wave our union jacks?
Turn our pockets out?
For crying out loud

The fruits of labour are sour
Bereft of sweetness, they're dead in the ground
You're sharpening axes and counting the pounds

Your well-bred manners hide a cold and callous trait
You spread division and the politics of hate
Through every county I will bang my marching drum
Bid my armies come
Tear your banners down
For crying out loud

Did your humanity drown?
Held to ransom by the men that you bailed out
A brave new England, your future's in doubt.
Track Name: Song for Someone
I heard that you were hitched and happy
With a family to boot
And things are working out
For you

Well I've been digging through my diaries
Picking out the seeds
The ones that never seemed
To fruit

Trying to grow into the man
Grow into the man
I know I am


And I read every word you wrote me
All that time ago
Saying how you felt you had
To go

Said I was a sweet distraction
My plans were all insane
And you feared I'd be the same
For you

Well I hope you found the love
Hope you found the love
You passed up

I could have been a prime contender
Or I could have been a jerk
Don't know which would work
On you

A poet or a portait painter
I could have been a thief
Or any other thing
I chose

But I never was the man
Never was the man
You think I am
Track Name: 97 Days
Aint no sweet rye whiskey in the still
Aint no sweet rye whiskey or the sniff of a thrill
It's been seven barren months
Since the last drop gotten drunk
Aint no sweet rye whiskey in the still

Aint no corn-fed chicken on the plate
Aint no corn-fed chicken or the hint of a steak
Just one lean and hungry year
Since the harvest disappeared
Aint no corn-fed chicken in the plate

The fruit has withered on the vine
The fruit has withered and soured the wine
All these dry and dusty days
Without a single drop of rain
The fruit has withered on the vine

Nothing but cold comfort in my bed
Nothing but cold comfort where I lay my head
It's been ninety seven days
Since my lover went away
Nothing but cold comfort in my bed
Track Name: The Witching Hour
If I have a choice
I will be my own worst enemy
I will always turn in circles

But I knew your voice
And in that distant memory
I will always walk with Angels

It's the witching hour
You're right on time

I can strum this chord
I can hum a ragged melody
But as always words just fail me

But I shared your thoughts
And in that brief epiphany
They were almost spelled out clearly

It's the witching hour
You're right on time

All out of kilter now
All out of kilter now
All out of whack somehow
All out of kilter now

I'll be like a tree
I will bend and bow but never break
Though I lose my leaves in winter

When I know the spring
And feel the sunlight on my face
I will come back all the stronger
Track Name: May the Rays
If I should ever awake and find I am rich
I'd trade it all for a kiss
And say by way of defence
I'm rich for the experience, rich for the experience

So don't you ever be scared to reach for the sky
Someday you know you will die
And your life will be all that you did
Want to think you wasted it? Want to think you wasted it?

I'll work like a charm
Keep you from harm
May the rays of the sun
Always find you at dawn

If I should ever get drunk and act a disgrace
Pick me up and laugh in my face
And rescue me from myself
Never been anyone else, never been anyone else

I'll work like a charm
Keep you from harm
May the rays of the sun
Always find you at dawn