Breakbeat​/​Thrash​/​Concrete

by Cat Green Bike

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This wee 5-track EP was put together in 2009. It was a limited run of 44 handmade CDs. The first three tracks were recorded at home with the help of Mr Robert Glover from Epic45, who also did the tinkering. Joseph Urwin made his first appearance on this release, playing his low C-tuned guitar and pedals on tracks two and three. **This digital edition also includes 2 secret bonus tracks...!**

credits

released March 1, 2009

Xenia Randle: Ukulele and vocals
Robert Glover: Acoustic guitar on Palm Tight Pass, Sampler-wonder on Adventure Potential and general mixer for tracks 1,2 &3.
Joseph Urwin: Drop-C electric guitar and loop pedal noises.

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Cat Green Bike UK

Cat Green Bike is the music of Xenia Randle. It started out with just her and her Ukulele and has now grown. Currently on the rota is Joseph Urwin; playing evil synth and low tuned guitar, and one Lee Abecasis; recent live member playing guitar, drums and singing too.

It is hard to describe their music. It's lovely. That's all I'll say.
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Track Name: Palm Tight Pass
I tried not to wait at the gate for you whilst
My behaviour could bait this occasion too rich to last
I weaved through brash displays of charming invitation
But this hoo-ha was nothing more than in my way

The keen were too lean for my teeth and my tongue

I reserved the roof to prolong the assumption
This will not prevail so well without caution
We have an order, Sir, for a man in your name
To let this loaf go stale, Sir, would be a dreadful waste and shame

The keen were too lean for my teeth and my tongue
Palm tight stroke hair past ear drew near and struck dumb

This pass lasts long and lingers
As long as we dare to declare with our...
Sinking warm and smiling wrapped in quilts in these deck chairs
You arrived just in time to save me shame

The keen were too lean for my teeth and my tongue
Palm tight stroke hair past ear drew near and struck dumb
Some nights we see the sky through its shades in vain
With whips of cream from jets of ships that can't fly
Track Name: Rough Cut For A New Disco (Two Cars And A Crop)
I must tell you now; I'm incapable
Of whatever it is that you have done
You are talking nonsense boy
Just do as I say
And I shall prove to you you may
Take out the book where you plot out your plans
Realise somehow they're holding you
Back from embracing the spot where you stand
You have me wrong Sir, this does not apply
No warning is meant for a man such as I
Am not obliged to abide by the pull of this tide
So why do you scurry from all that you start
Playing pursuits then excusing your part
On a list of past endeavours you have failed

These park pitches you left in doubt may not dry out
But it might just have gotten dark by the time you sit down

I disappointing us both I know that I'm incapable
Of whatever it is that you have done
But my boy you don't need the figure to see what you've drawn
You don't need the right footwear to waltz in this storm
You're amazing
It's not my fault Sir I'm too occupied
I've no choice but to leave this indulgence aside
I've got too many plots and plans and goings on
For what then, tell me, are you leaving this room
You're routine is tired and will never bloom
If you keep replanting every passing June

These park pitches you left in doubt may not dry out
But it might just have gotten dark by the time you sit down
You may be happy wading in the shores of these affairs
But they're far past dog-tired of late excuses

Out there are colours that you've never seen
Seek out the places where you've never been
Don't back off now. Son, it's still not too late
You might even die at one hundred and eight
Track Name: Gone To Get Geese
I'll be leaving in a few years
But have no fear for
I shall going but two miles an hours

I'll have finished building in a few years
But don't you fret for
They'll be room on my deck for more feet than mine

I'll be gone in a few years
So take heed dear
And don't waste yourself