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The Phuxubtlety EP

by The Fire Beneath The Sea

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Hard-copy compact disc featuring the full EP.
    Comes in fold-open, all cardboard packaging.
    Amazing artwork by Sam Greenwood at Badfish Designs.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The Phuxubtlety EP via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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  • Poster/Print

    Artwork by the wonderful Sam Greenwood of Badfish Designs.
    A3 size EP artwork on high quality paper.
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1.
Poor little fishy Living in the city Trapped in a gold fish bowl Wanting to be out in the ocean Oh wouldn’t that fulfil your soul? Poor little fishy Swimming round grimly What would make your life feel whole? Causing a miserable commotion Cos you don’t understand your role Pour little turtle Swimming in a circle Be careful you don’t get lost Creating a whirl in the pool, sucking you down So you’ll never be on top Here come the seagulls Walking with the people Swooping over water with skills We’re chilling in trees and flying over hills Whilst you’re choking on the murky mersey water in your gills Poor little fishy Oh what a pity Is that the destination of your goals Putting others down with comments That you think are witty Trying to stir a storm up in the bowl Poor little fishy Why don’t you swim with me Instead of trying to battle with the current? You’re gonna tire out and sink so quickly If I was in your fins I wouldn’t Poor little crabby Why you getting snappy? Acting like a great white hungry in the sea But you’re on the rocks feeling unhappy You’re a killer whale wannabe Fish made of jelly Wants a seaman in his belly Watch the way his timbers are shivered Trying to get known for quotations In a hope of his toes in the river If you want to walk on water, we’ll show you how Join us going on a jolly lark on top of clouds Its begins by going on a magic train across the sea Stick your yellow submarine, how boss are we Little sea anemone When you see an enemy You wanna get in his face You write things cleverly Or so you think, except you see You’re reckless with your weaponry mate When you go deep down, under surface, reach out, searching purpose Sunken ships always worthless, rusty bits corrupt wordsmiths Plus they’re in a bottle, a bowl, or a puddle Poor little cockle in trouble Waves coming hard quick, poor weak star fish Lack lustre martyrs depart when their heart’s sick Sometimes it seems like they revel in the hardship Of bearing a talent and being an artist
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You’re the fly on the wall wondering if you’re big enough To ride on the storm and perform with a bit of love Instead of just surviving, slip sliding in the mud Find your footing and stumble on some steadiness Be a flitting dove, not a sitting duck Quicken up, live it up Give a wizard hug, Mr City, pick your litter up Life is fit, don’t just fumble, have some sex with it Conundrum’s coming to this humdrum’s summit Jump up, somersaulting, summoning the sun Shun glum, numb and ruthless, drunk, dumb puppets For scrumptious suppers, less of scuppering the fun You keep finding yourself in a place that you don’t want to be Back at square one, at the bottom of a snake with a ladder nowhere to be seen The dice are rigged so grab your cash quick The dice are rigged so grab your cash quick The dice are rigged so grab your cash quick and flee PHUXUBTLETY! We’re loving a bit of the rhythm we’re kicking The kidda be moving and kicking a flow The flow is a magical passage of syllables And it can go to any old tempo It’s making me smile, making me think Things are different now Dismiss the miserable clowns Wasting a crowd and pissing around Give us a wow, and if you won’t then we will In an amount of measurements of moving time we mesmerise the people Who stay alert and ever prepared for ever to share the benefits of A big medicine ball to face of the earth, scheduled in on the day of its birth Conundrum’s coming to this humdrum’s summit Jump up, somersaulting, summoning the sun Shun glum, numb and ruthless, drunk, dumb puppets For scrumptious suppers, less of scuppering the fun You keep finding yourself in a place that you don’t want to be Back at square one, at the bottom of a snake with a ladder nowhere to be seen The dice are rigged so grab your cash quick The dice are rigged so grab your cash quick The dice are rigged so grab your cash quick and flee PHUXUBTLETY! Crash, smash, flash, dash Chanting, ranting, skanking, stamping No innuendo, we’re straight to the point with a First rate earthquake, detonate airwaves Tall walls torn short Bounding over the boundaries loudly Dreaming proudly, screaming rowdy Peaceful sounds for the people caught in Evil’s saucepan, spider’s webs Taught by thoughts from the lies your fed Caught in crawling, walking’s boring Act like a hawk and soar instead Take your sword to law and order Boredom’s bled, remorse has fled News just in, reports have said Awesome forces, trauma’s dead PHUXUBTLETY!
3.
I haven’t had a better day since yesterday When I went rapidly rapping and running through the forcefield Then I climbed a hill, the clouds rolled away from the bay Happily sat in the sun and I tell you something it was no ordeal We’re gonna be standing here, we’re gonna be dancing, gonna be prancing Gonna be skanking long until the sun goes down We’re gonna be random here, got to be random, Got to be chancing madness and it happens til the sun goes down You’ve got to love those clouds when blue skies surround Turn your head to the right and lose sight of town Turn your head to the left and you’ll lose your breath I’ve really got to tell you there’s no time to frown So just smile like a clown Walkin a tightrope and it’s impossible to fall off It’s seeming that its stuck to my socks lad, it’s pure boss I wont quit or stop I’ve got a date with mother nature and I’m gonna take her drawers off Smoking blood in a big fat jigga rolled in sheepskin, now I’ve got a raw cough Poking fun at the kiddas with the triggers, I’ll ram a bloody flower down the barrel of your sawn off Stand laughing for an hour while I’m tweaking with your frequencies And frequently speaking through your talkbox We can make your draw jop Black is white, pigs fly Bringing attacks of syllable stacks and miracle raps quick time Slinging the pasta bake that slaps the raptures past the basic act Of standing saggy, blasting information on a data track Matt the Mook, Mak and Max’s hands slap the bass to that Practice and you’ll rap with stature that can match us, face the facts Smile like a clown Bee bop, a method of bringing a melody and we speak of The free crop we’re telekinetically messaging out the tree trops Knees knock, we’re readier, steadier, heavier than a breeze block See what’s, inside the mysterious flame that’s keeping the seas hot Keeping the sea hot, deep down blue flame Heaters in these rocks, sweet sound crusade Speakers need not, feel down today Eat from the free crop, reach round, touché Smile like a clown

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"TFBTS would like to send all our thanks, love, positivity and energy to every single person who has supported and helped us along the way on our first year together - it's been amazing! It has been a beautiful experience, an insane amount of fun and we've met some incredible people along the way, so a huge thank you to everyone who has danced, laughed and played with us since the beginning of our live band in August 2012.

And finally, thanks to you for getting this CD and jumping in the Sea with us, we hope you find the Fire has warmed it nicely...you should stay a while, we're just getting started...

Special thanks for this release go to:

Matt Seamless for guiding, assisting and lending a very patient ear, Benny Maths for all your help with the release, Dave Evans for your amazing work on the mixing and all the extra work you put in, Pat O’Shaughnessy for the fantastic work in recording us in Parr Street Studios, Greedy Jesus for the opportunity which led to recording this EP, Sam Greenwood at Badfish Designs for the unbelievably sick artwork, and to all the ridiculously wonderful things, places and people we find around us! Enormous love to all our friends in Liverpool and beyond smashing out the positive and vibrant music! Special mention to Rumjig - watch out for their upcoming release!

PHUXUBTLETY!

credits

released December 9, 2013

All lyrics and music written and performed by The Fire Beneath The Sea:

Armen Starfish - Vocals
Llerraf Zafgir - Vocals
Terra Byte - Vocals
Chairman Meow - Vocals
Kylie Unlikely - Vocals
Eagle Tradstar - Vocals
Lady Lea - Vocals
The Gerbil - Vocals
Captain Morgan - Drums
Barkerchop - Bass
Rojo Fyr Fox - Guitar
Barry Exanthematicus - Sax
Monkeyzoid - Sax
Wraith of the Woods - Trumpet
Jon Bone - Trombone
Trom Bob - Trombone
Flute Juice - Flute
Doorag Jesus - Decks

Engineered by Pat O'Shaughnessy at Parr Street Studios.
Mixed by Dave Evans.
Mastered by POBAudio.
EP Artwork by Sam Greenwood at Badfish Designs

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Liverpool Hip Hop/Funk/Jazz/Ska/DnB/Phuxubtlety 13 piece band!

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