The Swingset Basejump - EP | Peter Charles Willis

The Swingset Basejump - EP

by Peter Charles Willis

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1.	Polish Fairy Tale 04:17	lyrics	buy track
It stands out there alone like a perch in the distance. Though not much of a throne the corn know where they’re standing. I wish now that I could sleep ‘cause I’m heading into this backwards. I wish I knew their use ‘cause I’ve never seen towns like these. Cracked spire to old church. History whipped to research. This town perfectly lies in someone’s dream of urban planning. And if these trees could smile my money’s on them frowning. That backyard seems to bloom with the colour of a family and as this train carves through the day I wonder “are you happy?” The trees seem to keep the breeze off the fields. I’m sure that the ragweed is grateful. The tower seems to keep all good things on the ground. I’m sure that the people are faithful. Somewhere along the way these Casanovas lost their clout. Somewhere along the way these Casanovas lost their clout. If you head into things backwards you never see the doubt. You never see the doubt.
2.	Kensington 04:11	lyrics	buy track
You had this big fuzzy sweater on. You took my arm and I walked you home. I slept downstairs and called sick into work and in the morning put a movie on. You emerged from your room in blue pyjamas with clouds and sheep on and things. You sat beside me on the couch and made a cup of tea the size of a fishbowl. And then you put your glasses on. And you never have your glasses on. And I knew I couldn’t, but I really wanted to…I wanted to stay. And I dragged it out as long as I could, talked about books by Iain Banks and things. And I made a mockery of my toast with peanut butter but there really was no other condiment to put on my bread. I see you on the sofa but I feel you in my head instead. I wanna stay. Take this heart and use it while I can’t run any quicker ‘cause my feet are in denial. Say hello to the bitter end. It’s pointless to keep meeting, greeting what we know is just pretend. Tune me up! Tune me up! I cannot be convicted when the safe is shut. For all the lines I did not take, I’m fighting this discomfort with the comfort that I wanted to stay. I checked my watch and I nearly passed out, yeah it was getting late. I knew I had an appointment in an hour but man, I wish I could tell that hour to wait. So I grabbed my shoes and put my jacket on. I had to go but really didn’t want to be gone. I opened the door and held my breath like it was running away. I knew I couldn’t, but I really, really wanted to…I wanna stay. Leave your fuzzy sweater on, ‘cause the mountain breeze is strong. It would blow me back if it knew where I was coming from. I’ll make my exit so take your bow, ‘cause we’ve earned them both by now. There’s so much to be said for the little things. I’ll try to look back on this one day. But for now let it run away. So simple yet so fucking hard; I just wanted to stay.
3.	Swingset Basejump 03:17	lyrics	buy track
Let’s basejump from the top of a swingset, get your parachute out but don’t expect to land yet; it’s a little higher up than I bargained for. I’ll keep my head down and make my way to the door but in an hour I’ll be back with my foot to the floor, a beer in my hand I’ll be dancing like it’s my own funeral. Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s get it on. I’m tired of stopping at the smoke alarms. I may lose sight of this but I don’t wanna forget it. Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s get it on. I’m tired of sleeping through the fire alarms. This building may burn and I don’t wanna miss it. I’ll stand by you with the resolve of a man who’s just had his palms read by a Gypsy caravan who only gave him a day and not more to get over it. But don’t believe everything you read ‘cause a paper cut baby can make your heart bleed. Hold your love close and keep your fear far. Steal the show but keep the getaway car. Let’s Go! Emergency lighting on! Blind myself before I see where I am and you’re gone. Don’t wanna be where I am if you’re gone. Blind myself before I see where I am and you’re gone. Don’t wanna be where I am if you’re gone. Emergency lighting on! Let’s go!
4.	Keep Dreaming 04:10	lyrics	buy track
Run around the bend, keep on running, don’t look back! Yes I know he can jump rooftops like stones. Pretend you’re dead. I know it only sometimes works but at least there’s a chance that he’ll leave you alone. And I know he looks like every boy you’ve ever slept with and you just can’t figure out why he sounds like your dad. Crawl into the duct! Try not to move! I know you’ve said his eyes are like motion detectors. Let him grab your ankle and then wait ‘til he is close enough so you can land your left foot in his face. And I know he wants to touch you or set fire to your family, but sometimes he’s just asking for a glass of lemonade, so keep on dreaming. ‘Cause maybe one day you’ll have a good one. And tonight you can fly but you can’t seem to out-fly him. He’s on the ground and running like a freight train. Bang on every door and every widow but it takes to long. He’s waiting for you there on the pavement. Pull yourself together! C’mon pull yourself together! And have a good one…

about

The Swingset Basejump is the first solo record by Peter Charles Willis under the moniker of "The Russian Artist Factory..."

It was released in 2005.

When a Siberian winter sweeps in to take you away, be sure to have something warm and well constructed to keep yourself alive in....

...Enter The Russian Artist Factory, whose sole purpose on the planet is to leave you feeling musically warm and secure in the belief that pop music can be filled with honesty and humility and the artists themselves are appreciative and human.

credits

released November 2, 2019

Recorded at and by: Peter Charles Willis (The RAF Studio)
Mastered by Noah Mintz @ The Lacquer Channel
Photography by Tomas Kraus www.tomaskraus.com
design and layout by Niall Fynes www.townshipexpansion.com
© 2005 The Russian Artist Factory
Songs published Martin Raf’y (SOCAN)
Spoken word on polish fairy tale by Anne Kazcan
Thank you andy cassidy, aemonn goutch, niall fynes, richard stratton nick lewis, talitha peacock, adam brown, erika kraus, alan, audrey, claire, and my mum mary for her thumping left handed piano.