Touching Stones, Tasting Rain

by Kevin Hewick

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released November 10, 2016

Music & lyrics by Kevin Hewick (c) 2014-2015
Additional lyrics on ‘Neville Never’ part 2 by Cassidy Rowe

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Adam Ellis at Deadline Studios, Leicester between September 4th 2014 and July 14th 2015

Kevin Hewick: acoustic, electric and bass guitars, MicroKorg, Mellotron, vocals
Mark ‘Flash’ Haynes: drum kit, djembe, shakers
David Conrad Dhonau: cello
Jonathan Read: trumpet
Tom Lewitt: bongos
Adam Ellis: bongos, tambourines, shakers

Also featuring Ash Mammal on 'Neville Never’ part 2:
Cassidy Rowe: vocals
George Shaw: guitars, vocals
Jeeves Kanth: bass, vocals
Anya Greengrass: drums, vocals

Additional backing vocals by Adam Ellis and Kevin Hewick

Artwork and graphic design by Jim Tetlow
Cover image adapted from portrait of Joseph Jefferson by Napoleon Sarony (1903) from an original idea by Jack Turner

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Kevin Hewick Leicester, UK

Kevin Hewick (born 4 February 1957, Leicester) is an English singer-songwriter who was an early member of the Factory Records roster. Today he is known for his recordings on Pink Box Records, an independent label based in Leicester, and his recent work with Venetian collective Unfolk. ... more

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Track Name: Mill Lane
people like me
seek solitary ways

unspoken thoughts
walking along mill lane

walking through shadows
i knew i'd see again

beneath the trees
touching stones
tasting rain

far from you
is a clearer way
of seeing you

as clear as i
could ever get
to imagine you
Track Name: Islington Street
it all looks bleak
on islington street

the skeleton leaves
and the dead factories

i sit on a wall
i tie up my lace
when did a smile last cross this old face?

on islington street

i happen to be
on islington street

you send me your love
but the signal is weak

i sit on a wall
i tie up my lace
when did a smile last cross this old face?

on islington street

another lorry load of fantasy trash goes by

to be crushed
to be buried
to be denied

memories memories
in my memorial mind

to be crushed
to be buried
to be denied

admitting i'm beat
on islington street
how many pints of blood
will rush down to my feet?

i sit on a wall
i tie up my lace
when did a smile last cross this old face?

(for rhett barrow)
Track Name: Billion Pebble Beach
tide is out
on billion pebble beach

i'm timing out
on billion pebble beach

where dogs try to run into the sea

held back by the leash from running into the sea

fish heads and tails
a seagulls feast

and it's a fishy tale
of how I came to be

on billion pebble beach

wind numbed fingers
salt air OD

ocean breezes
scream softly through me

on billion pebble beach
Track Name: Freakbook
freakbook suits my every mood
it's the coca cola of solitude

never alone with my thoughts anymore

distraction culture
is the universal cure
for being bored

i sold my world to you
life events and photos too

and all i've got left
is how sorry i am
for my selfish acts
and for being that bloody man

define us by our everyday victories
define us by our everyday tragedies
market us as brand humanity
each reality is a commodity

i sold my ass to you
and you turned my bones to virtual glue

and all i've got left is a soundbite soul
and my viral tears
will be HD clear
when I let them flow
Track Name: Forgotify
my CB handle was folksinger
i sang out sisters
sang out brothers

i sang for the citizens and every mother's trucker

and i bought the spirit back
to the radio shack

i was a teenage bellringer
ring-a-dinging for everyone

bells of freedom
bells of fun

and we drank cider in the tower
and revelled in our drunken power

so how did we become so powerless
gods and odds stacked against us

they're killing our will to defy

is this just another track on forgotify?

some of us remember 1984
thatcher’s totalitarian law

it's 2000frackerlackerlacking now

and the bad things that are happening
are the things that we allow

I'm an electronic messenger
to tablets and handsets I send word
about the real big society that we deserve

or you can sit there and yawn
and watch your x-factor porn

that's how we became so powerless
gods and odds stacked against us

they're killing our will to defy

is this just another track on forgotify?

some of us remember 1984
thatcher’s totalitarian law

it's 2000frackerlackerlacking now

and the bad things that are happening are the things that we allow
no it shouldn't be allowed

no it shouldn't be allowed

all the miners
and shoeshiners
say it shouldn't be allowed

all the carers
and fair sharers
say it shouldn't be allowed

attlee's dream where is it now?
selling our country for a pound

hostile architects designed this town
if you need a lie down
they've put spikes in the ground

it's simon cowell vrs henry cow
and lennon’s still screaming 'i found out'

that there's a lot of things
that shouldn't be allowed

no they shouldn't be allowed

it shouldn't be allowed
Track Name: The Art of Giving a Toss
I've tried to find something of the truth
in the lifetime of lies that i've got stuffed
in my head

i dreamt many dreams in
my dreaming youth
but i've been living as if those
dreams are dead

but with a single pure thought
amongst the infinite dross

i might rediscover the art of giving a toss

i used to be good at making love
i used to be good at giving it

it doesn't feel right if i'm faking love
it only feels right if i'm giving it

but with a...

oh the good trip has turned bad
it's the worst good trip i've ever had
and it's my fault for choosing to go on it

what price now for a simple faith
for a simple way to save the day
and for a love that's real and honest

is there anyone under 21
with a beautiful idea left in their head?

long before our tragi.com lives are done
it seems the beautiful part of us is dead

but with a ...

oh the good trip has turned bad
it's the worst good trip we've ever had
and it's our fault for choosing to go on it

what price now for a simple faith
for a simple way to save the day
and for a love that's real and honest

but with a ...
Track Name: Love and Guts
love will always show you
where you've failed
be you
on the giving
or receiving end of the nails

but be you crucified
or crucifier
whichever way
don't be loves denier

don't be loves denier

love and guts
never mind the blood
this is love and guts

kill me as many times as you like
with your kill me quick kisses and
your kill me slow lies

kill me quick kisses
kill me slow lies

love and guts ...

kill me as many times as you like
however many times you kill me i'm gonna rise

i'm gonna rise
i'm gonna rise

love and guts ...

love will always show you where you've failed

be you on the giving
or receiving end of the nails

but be you crucified or crucifier

whichever way baby
don't be love's denier

don't be love's denier


love and guts..
Track Name: Splinters and Thorns
in many hearts
there are splinters that have come from
some emotional cross

in many minds
memories are as thorns
each thorn represents a loss

i have found what you have left in me
and you have found what i have left in you

don't ever doubt how much i used to love you
i just wasn't in love with the pain

and i'm not asking to be recrucified if i were to love you again

gouge out the splinters
pluck out the thorns
and there's a chance
a chance that love could be reborn
Track Name: Everyday Saviour
flowers piled on flowers
sweet severed blooms
scattered petal randomness
crushed under thoughtless shoes

i think we need an everyday saviour
a man like us
but stronger than me or you

caught in traffic anger
the raging of the roads
human racers race toward
uncertainties unknown

i think we need someone to say
if the way this is going is the right way

we're climbing mountains
without pegs or ropes
faith tells us we're getting there
guided by blind hope

i think we need that hand from the sky
to lift us
up
up
up to the light
Track Name: Anti-Star
the anti-star plays his anti-guitar
and he sings anti-songs about what he stands for

the thumb on the fret
the strum and the sweat

so come and get a bit of what you came for

welcome to the madhouse
welcome to the sadhouse

but it's not such a bad house - is it?

he paints a picture every day
so you can see exactly what he's trying to say

about this world of fools and its insane ways
and about what makes us old men go crazy

it's a spotty dog story
It's a pretty ugly story

and this is the true story
of the breakdown blues
(of the blues breakdown)

of the blues that's black
of booze on the tracks
and dandelion clocks
and a star made of rock

anti-star!
anti-starshine!

(for kevin coyne)
Track Name: A Thousand Albums You Must Hear After You Die
there's a thousand albums you must hear after you die
the coffin is wired to the cloud
the sad laments of the great one man tribe
who roamed this land in a time called now

everything was in his bones
everything was in his moans
that filled the night

there's a thousand albums you must hear before you live
the womb is wired to the cloud
the funky children that god could not forgive
who wanted their paradise in their now

everything was in their bones
everything was in their moans
that filled the night

there's a thousand albums that sold us out
they left a legacy of uncertainly and doubt

there's a thousand albums that freaked us out
they made the screamers scream
they made the showers shout

that everything was in the bones
everything was in the moans
that filled the night

there's a thousand albums you must feel deep in your soul
the spirit is wired to the cloud
if revelation rock is how you like to roll
the revolution is happening right now

everything is in the bones
everything is in the moans
that fill the night
Track Name: Neville Never
neville never cut his hair
for any job
neville never cut his hair
for punk rock

he loved the music but
he never got the girl
and though he kept on searching
he couldn't get no work

he was worth more
than living his life on the dole

and though he was poor
he'd got some braunstone soul

big man in the pogo zone
stood statue still
he never moved a muscle
but he felt the thrill

sweating in his heavy coat
he never took it off

i'd find him in any crowd
but he'd still seem lost

when the angry young bands
came to the demontfort halls
we were the angry young fans
and they seemed to speak to us all

together we were at the front for every show
we saw the new wave coming and we watched it go

ticket prices soared
greedy bands wanted more

and it became a lifestyle choice that
only some could afford

neville spent years
living his life on the dole

and though his dreams disappeared
he'd still got some braunstone soul

sitting in the haymarket
until it closed

he had nowhere else to be
no other place where he was known

his gentle voice of longing
his grey beard of regret

i watched him slowly fade away

my gig buddy
my lost friend

neville never cut his hair
for any job

neville never cut his hair
for punk rock

I wish you could see us now
we’re coming back
children of a bygone age
head to toe in black

WHO NEEDS A JOB
WHEN YOU’VE GOT PUNK ROCK
Track Name: The Dancer
you're moving through my fair
blissfully unaware
of how you're trampling on my heart

it's a mat for angels to wipe their feet on
and each footprint that remains
will remind me of you
when you're gone

there's more rock n' roll in you
than in all of memphis tennessee

and obliviously you're
a rockin' and a rollin' me

when i shake and i tremble
it's you that's the cause of it
i quake and I crumble
into tiny little bits

computers call the tunes
that make you want to dance
i watch you like the classic guy
who doesn't stand a chance

there's no one in this room
who more craves your attention
but when you speak of this night
i'll not even get a mention
Track Name: Follow Me on Memory Beach
a laughing girl on memory beach
her golden days last forever

see those waves clawing at the sand
they will never touch us
never

endless joy under endless skies
she tells me life is really this easy

as she dances on her infinite shore
i see her beckoning to me

follow me on memory beach where golden days last forever

the greedy waves claw at the sand
they will never touch us
never

i wear seashell headphones
i hear white noise ocean put salt on my tongue

must i wait for the decades to wash me away

let me dance with her before too long

follow me memory beach
where golden days last forever

laugh at the waves clawing at the sand

they will never touch us
never never never
Track Name: Slower Turning
a breath sustained
for what seems days

for what seems years
into decades

a slower turning
of a slower world

a simple stillness
asks for simple words

sounds of entire cities
seem further than the
sound of just one bird

a soft cocoon
a velvet room

do nothing to disturb
that sweet stoned mood

a drifting cloud
don't say it loud

just let it drift to another now