Coffee Café

Ever sat on your own in a café? It can often feel like a lonely experience, where the world is very much outside of you and you are very much inside yourself. This song is about yearning for connection.

Nietzsche to Nothing

Was Friedrich Nietzsche a nihilist? That is debatable. If Nietzsche was alive today, he would appreciate TikTok.

Listen out for the ghostly keyboards during the verses, which sound a bit like whistling.

Crowley’s Wharf

A place where giant, hulking Victorian structures stand immobile and derelict. The backdrop for a memory of a fleeting smile from someone running across the grass on the far side of black railings.

Tribal drums contrast with ethereal clarinet and vocals. Inspired by the poem ‘Sculptor’ by Sylvia Plath.

Love Letter from a Physicist

How might a physicist express his feelings of love? Surely by using his own understanding of the world, in a language born of logic, reflection and meditation. There is enchantment in the search for scientific knowledge. Beneath a world of flux and change, lie mysterious structures and constants. True love, like scientific insight, arrives softly and with innocence in the soul. 

Allow a physicist to dream!

This song is in ¾ time and plays with numbers, e.g. the number of drum beats, voice beats, and the timings of emphasis in a bar.

Hybrid Human

The joy of immersion in video games and fantasy worlds is total. We are at one with our machine, compelled to continue in our exultation like singers in a baroque opera where voices combine to transcend the mundane; we are our avatar, and invested in every tailored experience together with our online friends as though our very own feet unexpectedly happened upon a travelling carnival. There is primal satisfaction in that celebration and discovery. But we need an anchor for the soul.

This song features some chords played on a very old accordion once owned by Kealey’s Irish Grandmother.