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1.
The sweetest suicide song. Lay me face down in this lavender scented bubble bath Drop an anvil on the back of my head 'Cause I've had enough and I want to be leaving soon. Well I let down everyone that I ever loved So if I didn't let you down I didn't love you I didn't love you.
2.
The bitterest love song I should thank you for a thousand love And broken heart and hate tunes I should thank you for the good times And the shit you made me crawl through My discovery of drugs, killed my libido My discovery of drugs and you I love you. I'd love to hate you, Though I hate to admit defeat Try as I might I can't disguise my love or jealousy. Emotional blackmail might be effective But it's lacking dignity. Loves for mugs it's really not for me You kept me hanging, You kept me hanging Filling me with false hope with that carrot you were dangling The politics of emotions is poetry in motion But the truth is I'm a better off aloner So this goes out to all the ones I loved that got away This goes out to those I couldn't wait to get away from This goes out to anyone that I've still yet to come I thank you kindly Wish you well kiss you goodbye And then I am gone.
3.
Dreaming of car crashes So tell me what would you do if you were me it never rains but it shits it down eternally And all the people that tell you that it could be worse They're all just co-conspirators They've never walked a mile in my shoes Playing the ukulele singing the blues I've given everything I could But still they wanted more... So if I don't get out of bed today can't go as badly as yesterday did I tend to find the mistakes I make Are made while I'm awake 'Cause if I'm unconscious I'm not spending cash My life it doesn't fall apart at the seams And I can only have car crashes in my dreams...
4.
Defective 01:29
Defective I'm no good for others I'm no good for my self I'm no good for you Or for anybody else I'm no good with acquaintances No good at making friends I'm no good with children Women or men I'm no good I'm just no good I'm no good Defective I'm no good at conversations no good with compliments I'm no good at romance Or with physical contact I'm no good at parties Because I'm no good in crowds The only thing I'm good at is letting people down I'm no good I'm just no good I'm no good I'm a social cripple... With self destructive tendencies I'm no good I'm just no good I'm no good Defective.
5.
Gift of the gab I've talked traffic wardens out of giving me tickets The old bill into giving me back my weed But I could never talk you into coming back to me.
6.
Careless 01:48
Careless My life is falling apart at the seams It's coming undone in the weft and the weave It's frayed at the cuffs, got rips in the knees The pockets have holes in the zipper has seized It's past repair the buttons fell off The fabric's too thin now to sew them back on And it's far too far gone to patch up all the wrongs So I'm in search of a new one. My life's in bits and it's across the floor There's nut's and there's bolts and there's wires and there's more Springs and there's clips and there's bits of old hose but I'm damned if I know where it's all supposed to go I lost the manual then took it to pieces I wish that I hadn't 'cause it won't be easy To fix, still I don't have that much of a choice I removed a sticker the warranties void My life's in a mess and it needs to be cleaned This bed's not been made now for hundreds of weeks Everything needs a good hovering But the stains on the carpet they're well trodden in There's dust piling up on piles of old stuff On dusty old shelves and there's dust on the dust Filth and dirt abounding, clutter, squalor and rubbish I don''t know how I let my life end up like this I must have been careless.
7.
I remember the days I remember the days we said we'd let nothing stand in our way I think that we meant it in our drug addled states When we were on form we'd leave casualties in our wake Oh I remember the days Before you and me forever became you're on your own mate And the bridges were burned and the hatchet was buried In the back garden with the bodies and the good times And the memories of better days Back when we were cool we used to drink till we threw up on ourselves Not give a fuck and just carry on drinking One thing's for sure we don't do that any more And the ones that do well they're just not as cool as they were We used to do buckets for breakfast and lungs before lessons We'd take speed at weekends, we'd talk fucking shit for hours But we can't because we've all got things to do in the morning now But I remember them I remember the days we said we'd let nothing stand in our way I think that we meant it in our drug addled states When we were on form we'd leave casualties in our wake Oh I remember the days I remember them...
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9.
The rise of the idiots If looks could kill I'd be firing lazers out my eyes by now. If I get that power everybody's gonna die 'Cause I don't think that I could control my killing The idiots are winning. They're everywhere they use the internet to share their views It's top to bottom from the people in our homes to those running the country They're in the fucking walls man they're in the ceilings The idiots are winning. They waste money, they waste resources, they breath the air we breath They're spending cash on all this crap it's not coming to me Peruse the internet, look what people do, look around you might be shocked You're living in a world full of fucking idiots. If looks could kill I'd be firing lazers out my eyes by now. When the power is mine you're all gonna fucking die 'Cause I don't think that I could control my killing The idiots are winning. It's looking like Dan Ashcroft got it right. The idiots are winning.
10.
Don't get your hopes up Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down You could do so much better if you put in the time and effort If you set high social standards for your life But I swear that just surviving is the meaning of life So if you're getting by you've done all right Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down When you expect the best and things go wrong it's a right kick in the balls But you'll never be disappointed when you expect nothing at all So keep your expectations low and try your fucking best That's the only way you're ever gonna progress Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down Well you could dare to dream but don't expect too much Man makes his plans but god just points and laughs He'll scupper you at every turn till your boat's smashed on the rocks The only thing that you can do's to keep on keeping on Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down
11.
I let it get away I had it I wanted it I couldn't hold onto it I let it get away It was within my grasp I let it get away My grip just wasn't strong enough I let it get away Enjoy the good things nothing lasts I let it get away I let it get away
12.
Don't waste your tears on me I don't think I'm worth crying over Don't waste your tears on me I don't love you even when we're sober But then I never said I did That's a crying shame because I think the world of you But this was never gonna work don't waste your tears on me I never knew that you cared so much You never knew I cared Body language always fucks me up I thought our bond was strong enough to hold out, but if not It's a crying shame because I think the world of you But this was never gonna work don't waste your tears on me Well I'm sorry if I seem like a deeply apathetic individual But really underneath it all I'm just as emotional as anybody else is I just try not to let it show It's because I care for you that I had to let you go We've had fun and I've got fond memories and I swear that I never meant to hurt your feelings And I never meant to waste your time I couldn't score my grief On a scale of 1 to 10 But it would upset me if I were to never see you again You want all or nothing I want somewhere in-between A little bit sometimes That's a crying shame because I think the world of you But this was never gonna work don't waste your tears on me
13.
I didn't grow up I just grew old. My life was better Before I met ya' But there isn't necessarily A causal connection Things were different I had direction But I was younger then And I still had ambition I had drive and Some idea Of where my life was headed Back before I stagnated There was promise For the future I don't know where that went. Ever since I've hit thirty I've become more surly I don't remember when I got this cynical I don't know what I want I know I'm not what you need I'm a boy in a man's body There are things that I have done that I just wouldn't have done If I hadn't been with you There are things that You have done that You wouldn't have considered If you hadn't been with me We've come so far And it's so sad but We've reached the point you've outgrown me I think we both wish that you hadn't Did we enrich Each others lives or Did we hold each other back? Ever since I've hit thirty I've become more surly I don't remember when I got this cynical I don't know what I want I know I'm not what you need I'm a boy in a man's body And you're no good for me.
14.
When I die 01:32
When I die Well I'm not gonna meet my maker till I die No I'm not gonna meet my maker till I die But when I die I tells ya' Gonna meet my lord and saviour when I die But I'm not gonna go to heaven when I die No I'm not gonna go to heaven when I die I'm not gonna go to heaven So I'll prob'ly meet the devil when I die But that's not gonna happen either when I die No that's not gonna happen either when I die Because I'm either food for worms Or I'm ash and water vapour when I die When I die when I die When I die when I die Yes I'm either food for worms Or I'm ash and water vapour when I die.
15.
Confidence trickster You're a confidence trickster But you don't fool me No you don't No you don't fool me I know you're take take take then you're gone Confidence trickster You don't fool me.

about

This is the first record I've ever made entirely on my own. Please excuse the lack of production values.

A lot of these songs have existed for some years.
Other's have been finished, or fully written over the months of putting this record together. It was all recorded in my bedroom in Long Melford between March and November 2013. Each track was recorded in a day, only a couple getting overdubs some days later. All instrumental/vocal parts are played/sung by me.

If you listen closely (through headphones perhaps) you may be able to hear birds singing outside, the clicking of mouse buttons, the boiler humming in the background, the biddybidip of mobile phone interference, me humming, snapping my fingers and sniffing, and possibly my dad in the background (Who knows. I haven't noticed it, but he's loud so it could well be there.) Hopefully these things will simply add to the charm of the listening experience.

The instruments I used were:- Two acoustic guitars, one standard tuning (Made by Crafter), one Nashville (A cheap Arbeiter Dreadnought), Two ukuleles (Ohana and Oscar Scmidt), A classical guitar (Kawai), a bass (Encore), Harmonica (Honner) and an unbranded glockenspiel. It was all recorded using one mic. An SM58.

For the most part I was using a Coomber tapedeck from the 70s as a preamp. I blew the input on that though, hence a lot of the noise and buzzing. It was all recorded through the minijack mic in on the front of my (PC) laptop. The only software I used was audacity.

None of these tracks have been mastered (Or really even produced), but I have done my best to keep them all at a reasonable volume throughout.

2013 has been a bleak year for everyone I know.
My thanks and apologies go out to all the people I've loved but let down over the years. And all the people I love but will let down massively in the future... Thanks for still being there.

Let's all hope things get better soon.

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released December 31, 2013

Front cover image - Simon Nausea
Cover layout - D Menzies-Kitchin
Everything else - Ed Ache

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Evening all... My name is Ed Ache. I was the singer songwriter in (Now defunct) East Anglian punk band 'I.C.H'. Since leaving 'I.C.H' I have joined 'The Domestics' as their second guitarist, and am writing collaboratively with Simon from (Also defunct) 'The Dead Batteries' in the awesome 'Casual Nausea'. I make solo acoustic recordings, and gig as often as possible. Any enquiries please e-mail me. ... more

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