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I Feel Nothing Most Days

by Oliver Cherer

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    New limited edition 10 track vinyl album by Oliver Cherer on Second Language Music. First released 26th April 2019.

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1.
Weight Of The Water Make me weigh less than the weight of the water Or make me an offer that you can’t afford And when you eat the grapes of the wrath and the slaughter And spit back the pips in the face of your daughter You let yourself down and you throw out your babies Look at you Riders for horses and horses for courses Births, deaths and marriages, bitter divorces Air that is thick and is blue and is caustic Words that fall heavy and dull with a plastic refrain And a slap back so fractured and jarring Echoes in marble halls Time and all
2.
A Small Town 03:59
A Small Town birds won't sing on my street there are no trees to sing from milk round rattles round like loose change in the half light like loose teeth in my head time is no longer friendly time is working against me time is running away from me dawn in a small street in a small town of never-ending grey all summer long I waited waited, waited you never came you never even showed your face and the mark on the wall grows darker as the glass falls and days grow shorter and nights grow long time is no longer friendly time is working against me time is running away from me light changes as a car goes by and shadows creep across the walls these days I never seem to sleep nights hardly, if at all I never even close my eyes and the mark on the wall grows darker as the glass falls and days grow shorter and nights grow long time is no longer friendly time is working against me time is running away from me
3.
Untitled 1982 it’s so, so cold that mark it darkens on the wall when it rains the rain, it rains the way rain does I watch it fall from across the street I see into the room you occupy the light is off the light is on and I'm terrified and the mirror man is watching watching me watching you
4.
Earth Rise 03:11
Earth Rise earth rise on black canvas portrait of a young man in light and optimism laughing still life in mixed media landscape number seven study of a woman breathing the artist in the studio with companion, 1954 a series of small sketches made at height of summer survey of a work in progress iron bridge in winter portrait of a close friend portrait, pen and ink, untitled the artist in the garden with a dog in 1963
5.
Sinners of the World sinners of the world unite take arms against the righteous and be happier spit it out son spit the bitter taste from out your mouth and spit it back at them bile and all sometimes these people get no more or less than the hate and bitterness that they're so clearly craving do us all a favour and help someone else's neighbour if you want gratitude we are unwashed, poisonous and will not do what's asked of us if it's good for us especially if it's good for us I swear these people mean to nail us up and will forever nail us up for ever after ever after ever after ever after ever after
6.
Slowly, Slowly please, my mistake put my head on a plate lock it up in a safe place for keeping till later don't let the rain through the walls or the windows and don't take the calls to the phone in the hall I'm not here and neither are you don't let the street in the trams, trucks and people the rain and the rain coats and shriek of the subway make the days go slowly and in the end all we have to do is pretend
7.
An Unfamiliar Kitchen I arrived on a railway station in the rain with no recall of having travelled there at all and then it dawned I had no idea who I was the face on the licence in my wallet I knew but not the name I didn’t know the name after an hour a taxi took me to the strange address that I had read on the postcard in my hand I rang the bell but of course there was nobody home I turned the key from my pocket and stepped into the hall I'd never seen before a woman's coat and boots belonging to a man my blank face in the mirror and dust floating in the light I sat in an unfamiliar kitchen as it rained all that rainy afternoon until I heard a new key in the same front door the chair creaked the clock ticked and I looked up for the first time  
8.
Seberg 03:22
Seberg she is so foreign and he is so french I know what you're thinking but that's not what I meant and I was so breathless watching him die as if nothing quite matters in the street right outside but you're not Jean Seberg and I'm not Jean-Paul belmondo, you’re darker and I'm not that tall so sell me a Tribune in the champs-elyses and light us two cigarettes in a femme fatale way you're not a smoker and neither am I but light in the darkness and smoke in the light you're not Jean Seberg and I'm not Jean-Paul belmondo, you’re darker and I'm not so tall
9.
Most Days 04:06
Most Days it's quiet it's quiet birds I feel nothing most days
10.
The Girl on Top of the Tree the girl on top of the tree comes from somewhere other than here far horizon vapour thin and paper floating on the wind smoke and dagger dust and lace a distant days look on her face the girl on top of the tree doesn't know you, doesn't know me pale impression broken skin everything is soft and worn dress and tresses torn to tatters gossamer rags gossamer rags

about

Croydon-born, Hastings-based Oliver Cherer is perhaps one of our most prolific, contemporary singer-songwriters and yet despite this, he’s always been careful to exist just below the radar, much aided by a variety of nom-de-plumes, Gilroy Mere, Dollboy, The Assistant, Australian Testing Labs, etc. ‘I Feel Nothing Most Days’ is his third album under his real name proper – his first, the folk-noir, ‘Sir Ollife Leigh & Other Ghosts’ (also Second Language), came out in 2014; ‘The Myth Of Violet Meek’ on Wayside & Woodland in 2017.
But ‘I Feel Nothing These Days,’ turns back the clock much, much further - Ollie began to write most of the songs on this album (on a Yamaha 4 track cassette recorder) back in 1983; only now completing them.

Ollie : “I started recording things using my Fender guitar, a Casio calculator keyboard and various borrowed drum machines. Years later one of the cassettes turned up in a box in my attic. It had been recorded at double speed over all four tracks so when played back on a standard cassette machine it was at half speed and two of the four tracks played in reverse. Modern computer technology allowed me to make the required corrections and then the “fixed” recordings hung around another couple of years without any plan.”

This lapse in decades may go some way to explaining why ‘I Feel Nothing Most Days’ perhaps evokes the spirit of early 80's independent labels like Cherry Red or Les Disques Du Crespuscle, who specialised in a very European melancholic romanticism. There are echoes of Ben Watt’s debut solo album, ‘North Marine Drive’ and his EP collaboration with Robert Wyatt, ‘Summer Into Winter.’ There’s also an undeniable nod to early Durutti Column – accentuated by Ollie’s use of a Fender guitar on the album previously owned by Vini Reilly himself (used most notably on Morrissey’s debut solo album, ‘Viva Hate’).

There’s a faded seaside town introspection to many of the songs here; of the shadowy halls of Victorian guest houses that’ve seen much better days; of lone figures on windswept sea fronts staring out to passing ships on the horizon.

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released April 26, 2019

The album was written, produced and played by Oliver Cherer at his St Leonards On Sea home studio, with special guests Elaine Edwards on soprano sax, Riz Maslen (of Neotropic) on backing vocals, Claudia Barton supplied ethereal voices, Fritz Catlin on extra percussion and Darren Morris on Fender Rhodes.

*NOTE TO USA CUSTOMERS*

Sadly, due to a recent extortionate rise in shipping rates from the UK to the States which is completely out of our control, you may find the cost of buying this record prohibitive. We try to keep our vinyl prices as low as possible but we're fighting a losing battle with the US administration who threatened to leave the Universal Postal Union (UPU) unless they could charge other countries whatever they want for shipping.

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Oliver Cherer Hastings, UK

Croydon-born, Hastings-based Oliver Cherer is perhaps one of our most prolific, contemporary singer-songwriters and yet despite this, he’s always been careful to exist just below the radar, much aided by a variety of nom-de-plumes, Gilroy Mere, Dollboy, The Assistant, Australian Testing Labs, etc. ‘I Feel Nothing Most Days’ is his third album under his real name proper. ... more

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