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South Of The River

by Parachute Words

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1.
I take the pattern in Orange seat marked up with tint Bike rests by the door Two dogs huddle on the floor As the lights flicker on South of the river it stretches out Pass by the skyline The wharf looms past unannounced As I try to keep awake As there's two stops left Close your eyes I'll keep you safe Dream of thoughts far away Close your eyes I'll keep you safe Wake you up at New Cross Gate Colour moves, the steel shakes Through the glass to my reflection Lean on my shoulder Your face traces a long day Further down it bends the corner Hustling shoes all around sleep Doors open and let the cold in The direct to Crystal Palace As I try to keep awake As there's one stop left Close your eyes I'll keep you safe Dream of thoughts far away Close your eyes I'll keep you safe Wake you up at New Cross Gate
2.
Pick a draft with the funny name Watch the head spill on over Rings scattered on the wood top Talk bleeds through the air Found a table by the door Ask about the empty chair Come with me to the bar Cause I can't carry more than three Move on up to fit you in Place my bag on the floor I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) Bubble heat, bullseye glass Trading lines on beer matts Microwave haddock and chips How you been I haven't seen you in weeks? Holding back the present Courage leaps at the table Old photographs on the wall Varnished wood and a sticky table Move on up to fit you in Mind the bag on the floor I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) I gotta go (come on now come on just one more) I gotta go (come on now come on just one more)
3.
Sunrise 02:48
Bikes all by the door Loud voices through two more Mud smeared on kitchen floors Coming from that down pour Speakers by the bed There's a deck stacked on a fridge Offy bags bursting with tins Let's see what the night brings The lights collide on the walls And shadows your smile The room beats as one As we stay for a while Come here you say let's make it till sunrise Glass everywhere Someone has locked their room off Twin lips glued by the mouth Taking up all of the coach Fools to recognise In this room with this light Did you give me the eye You know I'm not the superstitious type The lights collide on the walls And shadows your smile The room beats as one As we stay for a while Come here you say let's make it till sunrise The night collides on the walls And shadows your smile The dream moves along As we stay for a while Hey look you say we've made it till sunrise
4.
Pack it up and quickly go downstairs Those two restless hands never seemed to care A bike would really speed things up But the rain and clouds beat out my luck Sweaty hands grip upon the pole Stop by stop we cram in some more Headphones blasting out a self-help book Scrolling in the deep end standing up Up the stairs and out the second gate Sticking out in every single way Pass the heat and lace for concrete Never ending scene out of me The building gives me a sharp malaise See it coming everyday Hold off the coffee save your pence Forgot my lunch in the fridge As I keep scheming of outs Keep dreaming Nothing comes for those who wait Counting down to Friday Working late here again Keep it up to pretend Come out into the dark Come out into the dark Come out into the dark Come out and it's dark Pack it up and quickly go downstairs No time to think no time to make plans Notified up to the brim Excuse the thought into amends Sweaty hands grip upon the pole I don't think we can squeeze in anymore Count the stops down like a mantra There's no way to speed this thing up Up the stairs and out the second gate Blending in completely everyday Stomped out with no oxygen A life tide onto my skin The building gives me a sharp malaise As you step out through the doorway Standing for hours at a time Draining out like a battery As I keep scheming of outs Keep dreaming Nothing comes for those who wait Counting down to Friday Working late here again Keep it up to pretend Come out into the dark Come out into the dark Come out into the dark Come out and it's dark
5.
It's a real bargain A room without a window It's a real good deal Some might even say a steal You can hide you can write You can do what you like A cosy little home for one You don't need that much space To hang with your mates Do it in the kitchen As I recall there's an upfront payment scheme And one just as you crawl to leave We're moving further out now The mould keeps piling into my lungs I put another jumper on Just to keep me warm I'll keep my hands huddled round this teacup It's a real bargain The door hits the bed frame It's a real good deal No need for any curtains You can sit you can rest You can do what you like Just don't make any noise You don't need that much space For all of your things Just leave it in storage As I recall there's an upfront payment scheme And one just as you crawl to leave We're moving further out now The mould keeps piling into my lungs I put another jumper on Just to keep me warm I'll keep my hands huddled round this teacup
6.
Don't let me go back home Don't let this road ever reach Rome You're hands scrape over my shoulders You're eyes lean in, copper spin Overalls, busted shoes and faded jeans A short respite with nothing to do Feel like I never Feel like I never Feel like I never Let myself be Don't let me wonder off alone Don't let my mind trail down My hands clasp shaking My eyes fix on the clouds To walk all through Peckham Park Feel life surround me Feel like I never Feel like I never Feel like I never Let myself be Feel like I never Let myself
7.
Hold Me Up 02:41
Sun sprits over gleaming glass As a cold chill rolls down your bare back Now huddle up together by the bus stop As the chicken shop is all packed up now Tap the card and up the stairs quick Hold the rail as we past the bend now A welcome crowd with tins in hand Talking by the backseat for a little while Now Hold me up even as the light blur out Hold me up even as the doors open up Offices lit up with no one in them Pass the bridge down south let the light in The overground is down once again Blue plastic bag ripped by the seams now Crowed second floor all in commotion Passing laughs across the aisle now Trading seats and looking back Singing reckless songs out of the window Hold me up even as the light blur out Hold me up even as the doors open up Sun sprints up gleaming glass As a cold chill rolls down your bare back now
8.
Light 03:03
Crowded ties around the corner pub Thursday evening by summer sun All together now holding glass Shining through a pint in foreign light Light Vacuum trails around the room Friday night lighting up the sky All alone now picking up cords Keep the world spinning in foreign plight As you keep calm Keep calm and carry on Raised to connect and welcome St. Geroge's flag shadows the sun God save our gracious dream Gleaming in foreign light Light Tight shirts all over the dance floor Saturday night asking for more All together now crowding up the bar Excited to catch a foreign sight Sight Raise your hand and hail the bus Sunday night across town All alone now on a graveyard shift Keep the world spinning in foreign might As you keep calm Keep calm and carry on Raised to connect and welcome St. Geroge's flag shadows the sun God save our gracious dream Gleaming foreign light Light
9.
Don't Let Go 02:42
Don't let go Dreamlike as you carry on Behind the bar mouthing a song Going back and forth with drinks and orders Hopes and empty plates Don't let go Last drinks are underway next week will be payday Clean the surface down keep your nose out And thoughts in the clouds There's a dream in your eyes For no one else to see There's a dream in your heart For no one else to steal Are you close enough? Close enough to see Don't let go Con un sogno rimasto in mano In un mondo così lontano In una stanza buia tricolore Telefono che non prende Don't let go Imparando un po' d'inglese Con i ragazzi della cucina Non guardo più il giornale Perché non mi ci riconosco più There's a dream in your eyes For no one else to see There's a dream in your heart For no one else to steal Are you close enough? Close enough to see
10.
Night Bus 06:16
Wish you'd call me when I'm drunk So I'd never be alone Tumbling through these empty streets I didn't bring a jacket well I guess that's my fault Wish you'd call me when I'm stuck Waiting here at this bus stop So I could just hear your voice Instead of that car alarm Google maps has screwed me over again Why do I keep on trusting it But I gotta make it back home Yes I gotta make it back home somehow Wish you'd call me as I walk Make it more worth it Tell me about your day So I can forget mine House parties are hit and miss I smell of smoke I don't smoke I nursed a beer for to long I lost track of the time What was James on? What did his friend go on about? Why didn't you come? I only came cause I thought you were coming too But I gotta make it back home Yes I gotta make it back home somehow Wish you'd call me when I'm cold So I'd warm a little up The row of houses never seemed to ever end Seeing lonely lights through small windows Each one with a toaster, toothpaste and kitchenware Holding keys through knuckles hearing sounds of footsteps Quick hey fake a phone call Will I ever make it back home Will I ever make it back home alive Will I ever make it back home Will I ever make it back home Will I ever make it back home Will I ever make it back home alive
11.
We don't call anymore You've just become another passerby One more blur down the line no goodbyes I still take note of your stop Cause I haven't been back to Finsbury Park We don't try anymore Roads round here serve as placemats Of when we talked dreams or twisted rites Kept each other close through crowded nights Let each other fold in through time We don't fight anymore I jump right past your stories When they used to keep me up for old glory I don't scroll back in time Or congratulate the facts in steady rhyme We don't talk anymore I moved out of there anyway And I don't blame you for beating me to the chase They put the rent up round here Standing on the road where you stood With my whole life up and out in the air Staring out the window driving off Memories trailing out as tears Whispering goodbye once and for all

about

South of The River is the synthesis of all of the material the band has been dabbling with in the last year or so. Taking advantage of the group’s live chemistry, the songs were all tracked live in the studio with everyone playing together in the same room. All the base tracks were recorded in just three studio half days, most of the songs are either the 2nd or 3rd takes of the material, capturing the sound and orchestration the band has when playing live.

The album itself and the songs therein are a dedication to the south London experiences songwriter Martino Gasparrini has had since living there. Songs like ‘New Cross Gate’ and ‘Hold Me Up’ recount the all too familiar situations of taking the tube, travelling on a bus or meeting someone at the local pud. The lyrics shine a spotlight and give attention to the mundane of the everyday, like bikes being stored in a front room, searching for a table at a pub or waiting in the cold for a night bus. The songs detail the imminency and the present day of people living in the here and now. With ‘Light’ exploring the political and economic hardships immigrants face in the everyday situations that the city creates or ‘Into The Dark’ detailing the unpleasantness of commuting to a job you hate. Even the album cover exemplifies the idea of the everyday being a picture Martino took in Southwark Park on his way to work.

As with any large city, London is a unique melting pot that effortlessly creates unique experiences and chance happenings. This is something that the group intentionally wanted to recreate by recording the songs quickly and all together in a single moment in time. The album and the band as a whole is a product that only a city can create, with different people from different places coming together to make the music. Both sides of the album are bookend by a solo acoustic number, one detailing the experience of listening to estate agents trying to aggrandise horrible room-shares and the last song on the album recounting the inevitable partings and many goodbyes a large city always creates through many people’s comings and goings. 



The album is the band’s best effort to date and a sign of the future direction the group is taking. Instead of focusing on meticulous click-track recordings and computer tinkering that we have in the past, the band is taking a more live-in-the-studio approach to album making by concentrating on song-craft and in the honest performance of those songs. The recordings naturally shine through by embracing the tiny imperfections and nuances of having people playing music together and not fixing anything after the fact. In 2024 the band is excited and looking forward to sharing these songs and experiences both live and through people listening to the album itself.

A project like this wouldn't be possible without the people involved with it so I would like to thank George, Lea, Ralph and Rosa for playing on these songs with me and coming to practice them week after week at our rehearsals. Also I would like to thank the engineers Matt Green and Paolo Ruiu who managed to capture and record the band in the short amount of time we had. Alex Edge helps us record some amps for a couple of songs which proved to be vital and also on Night Bus we had two other great musicians come in and help us make this long song a reality so thank you Zach and Hannah. Finally I would also like to thank Max for his patience and his great mixing and mastering skills which has allowed the entire album to shine.

credits

released February 16, 2024

Alex Edge - Additional Guitar Recording on Tracks 4, 7 and 9
George Harvey- Electric Guitar
Hannah Shilvock - Bass Clarinet on track 10
Lea Francis- Drums
Martino Gasparrini- Guitars and Vocals
Matt Green- Recording Engineer (Tracks 1, 2, 3, 6, 8, 10)
Max Gowan- Mixing and Mastering
Paolo Ruiu- Recording Engineer (Tracks 4, 7, 9)
Ralph Heseltine- Bass
Rosa Fisher- Violin
Zach Okonkwo- Drums on track 10

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Parachute Words London, UK

Indie rock from band London, UK.

Martino Gasparrini on vocals and guitar, George Harvey on guitar, Rosa Fish on violin, Lea Francis on drums and Ralph Heseltine on bass.

We write and record our music in the small spaces we can find along the way.

Started out as a solo project by Martino in 2016.

Feel free to send me an email if you wish to contact me directly.
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