Get all 11 Phil Matthews a.k.a.the Village releases available on Bandcamp and save 35%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of The Bells Of St Wystan's, Ghosts In The Static, Return to the Witchwood, Escape From The Witchwood, Memories Of Summer, Winds of Change, Carnival Of Fools, Voodoo Skull, and 3 more.
1. |
Winds of Change
04:41
|
|||
|
Winds of Change
There’s a picture on your wall of a happy little boy,
Rosy cheeked and smiling as he holds his favourite toy,
Beaming at the camera unsure what’s going on,
All he knows in his young life is parents love and fun,
His bright eyes twinkle what do they see,
Do they see the future or wonder what will be,
Small child playing on the sand holding a balloon
Gust of wind pulls it from his grasp he feels his life’s in ruins
Could anything be worse than that,
What on earth could be worse than that,
Chorus
There’s a cold wind blowing and it’s coming soon
Doesn’t matter if you wrap up warm,
Not a chance that you’ll escape the storm,
Winds of change mean too much damage done.
Growing up you find how much your vision starts to change,
Watching through an adult’s eyes things don’t look the same,
Don’t you wish it was like when you were young,
Did you hope that what you saw would come to pass.
Looking back through twilight years only brings you pain,
The things you wish that you had done haunt you yet again
Don’t blame yourself for what is not your fault,
Don’t take the blame for what is not your fault.
|
||||
2. |
Phil's Blues
03:16
|
|||
|
Phil’s Blues
When I’m talking to you, you never hear a single word,
When I’m talking to you, you never hear a single word,
The things you say I’ve told you are frankly quite absurd.
Don’t call me lazy when you don’t know what I do.
Don’t call me lazy when you don’t know what I do.
Don’t call me lazy unless you can do it to.
I had the blues before I even knew they had a name,
It doesn’t matter what they’re called, the feeling is still the same.
I won’t be called a liar by someone who doesn’t see the truth,
I won’t be called a liar by someone who doesn’t see the truth,
I won’t be called a liar by someone who ignores the proof.
If the devil has the best tunes why does he have none of mine?
If the devil has the best tunes why does he have none of mine?
It’s not as if he’d have to play them all the time.
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Do you believe in ghosts?
Do you believe in ghosts,
Do you think they only come out at night,
Do you hear them call your name,
Or do you blame it on the sound of the rain,
Do you believe in ghosts?
When we were little kids
Uncle Joe told us stories about the dead,
We’d sit around and listen to every word he said.
He’d say you never know if they’re really really really gone,
Sometimes the spirits linger on and on and on.
Do you believe in ghosts,
Do you think they only come out at night,
Do you feel them touch your hair,
Or do you blame it on the wind in the air,
Do you believe in ghosts?
He drove a big black hearse,
Uncle knew what he was talking about,
He’d tie the bodies down so they could not jump out.
Do you believe in ghosts,
Do you think they only come out at night,
Do you see them on your wall,
Or do you pray that it’s nothing at all,
Do you believe in ghosts?
He talked about the friendly ones
Who come by in the daytime,
They might show up as a bird, butterflies or a sign.
Do you believe in ghosts, would you know if you saw one,
Have you heard of deja vous,
Or do you think it couldn’t happen to you.
Do you believe in ghosts?
|
||||
4. |
Calm And Not The Scream
03:43
|
|||
|
Calm and not the scream
The long dark nights seem to drag,
The minutes feel like hours,
The clock hands turn back,
It’s still a quarter after four,
The same as it was,
When I looked before
Chorus
If I could sleep then I could dream,
Feel the calm and not the scream.
These nightmare waking times,
Are sadly only mine,
I wish that I could share.
Count the beats between your breaths,
The endlessness of seconds
Is a torturous excess,
The shadows play games with your eyes,
Blurred hallucinations,
That are nothing more than lies.
The endless night keeps looping round,
The darkness is so dense,
You can hardly hear a sound.
While the hours only show,
What the seconds
Already clearly know
|
||||
5. |
Alien Skies
02:37
|
|||
|
Alien Skies
Another Sunday afternoon, only Arsenal on tv,
Should I go out for a while, see if there is much to see,
Many billion miles from here falling through an open sky,
A voyage comes to an end, new begining from today.
An evening walk in the park, nothing better for me to do,
Making idle chitter chat, if only there was someone to talk to
All those billion miles away seeing through another’s eyes
Never daring to believe the view of alien skies
Grainy pictures on the box, beamed back from far away
Nothing ever happens here, should they mean, mean a thing to me.
|
||||
6. |
Red Scarf Rag
01:13
|
|||
|
Instrumental
|
||||
7. |
||||
|
Looks Like It’s Friday Again
Why does everybody all around me seem so tall,
Could it be that it is me who really feels quite small.
The weekend’s here and I hope it rains,
And it looks like it’s friday again.
How come everybody is out there with their favourite girl,
Could I be the only lonely person in the world.
I can’t even find someone to blame,
And it looks like it’s friday again.
Happiness is only fleeting I hear myself say,
By the time I’ve found I’ve got it - it has run away.
Well there’s seven days in every week and each one seems the same,
Each one bringing with it nothing, somethings never change,
The target just keeps moving out of range,
And it looks like it’s friday again.
|
||||
8. |
What Memories Are
02:46
|
|||
|
What Memories Are
Gary Halliday was a pilot when the world was black and white,
Gary Halliday was my hero but only on a Saturday night.
If the Tyrant King was not your thing
You’ve never ever been down Portobello Road,
Or the Ace of Wands knew how it was done
But wondered what the tarot showed
Chorus
Many things change, but memories remain,
Do they stay the same?
I don’t think so but I don’t really know
What memories are.
I dreamt I went into the Village and never met with Number 1,
I would have asked him for his motives
If I knew what he had done
All that you can ever do is work out what works for you,
Don’t follow any plan that you don’t understand
If Mondas came into your view, was it in the dead of night,
Did you hope that Space Patrol had the means to put things right?
|
||||
9. |
That's How I Move
03:20
|
|||
|
That’s How I Move
I’m taking my time because it’s my time to take as if you don’t know,
I’m taking my time at a leisurely rate because I move slow,
I’m not built for speed, it’s not what I need, I trust that’s ok,
What won’t bring me sorrow I’ll leave til tomorrow,
I’m not bothered today.
That’s how I move,
When I’m in the groove
Just taking my time
Don’t make the mistake I’m not riddled with hate if I disapprove,
If I look sad it don’t mean that I’m mad I’m just not in the mood,
Don’t push for clues, I’m not being rude if I choose not to share,
Keep your thoughts to yourself, you know that they don’t help and what’s more I don’t care.
I don’t want you to tell me that I’m not who I am,
I don’t need you to tell me that, it isn’t part of my plan.
I’m thinking my thoughts and they don’t come up short if I say so myself,
If they stay in my head they are best left unsaid or at the back of the shelf,
I don’t need your advice and I won’t think twice to tell you so,
So keep yourself quiet, you really should try it as a favour to you.
|
||||
Phil Matthews a.k.a.the Village Derby, UK
The Village is a magical place for outsiders and oddballs.
Phil has built up a following around the Midlands and South
East winning hearts and minds with his performances.
Phil has written and performed with many bands over the years and the Village is his latest alter ego, with his music played on hundreds of radio stations worldwide and his album music streamed and downloaded thousands of times.
... more
If you like Phil Matthews a.k.a.the Village, you may also like:
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 1, 2016
go to album
24th Street Blues
by Tom Heyman
Tom Heyman documents life in San Francisco circa 2023, refusing to succumb to easy characterization & instead capturing the city’s nuance.
go to album
Drag All the Lights Inside
by Nesting
From Seattle comes this tumultuous art rock record, full of intricate songs that alternately whisper and kick.
go to album
The Good Lyre - Songs Of John Wesley Harding
by John Wesley Harding
Tanya Donnelly, Wreckless Eric, Rosanne Cash, contribute cover versions of John Wesley Harding’s songs for this charitable compilation.
go to album
Thoughtful and poetic folk with a Cosmic Americana flavor from the Brooklyn singer-songwriter.
go to album
Sharp, smart lyrics set to ’60s rock melodies, the latest from Daily Worker is the sound of yesterday with a contemporary edge.
go to album
This Bay-Area based band offer modern indie songs with intertwining harmonies and searching refrains.
go to album
