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UNHINGED EP

by The Happy Somethings

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1.
Hey Tricky! 03:50
Here’s some new chords, here’s some new words, why don’t you write a song? Here come the drums, here comes the bass, why don’t you have some fun? You can dance, you can sing, do anything you want. By yourself, with someone else, do anything you want. Here comes the booze, here’s the real you, here comes a new addiction. Here come the drugs, here comes the buzz, here come false accusations. Here come the dreams, the graphic scenes, here come the new religions. But you can dance, you can sing, do anything you want. Take a chance, make a hit, take anything you want. Be yourself, be someone else, do anything you want. Get in a band, get some fans and everyone will want to go to bed with you. But you’re just drifting away and no one knows what they can say to you. You’re just drifting away and no one knows what they can say to you. (Hey tricky you’re so blind, you’re so blind you’ve blown your mind, hey tricky, hey tricky) Take a stab, it’s not too bad - relieves the tension. A bit of fun, for everyone, re-creation. You can dance, you can sing, do anything you want. Sell yourself, buy someone else, do anything you want. You had a band, had some fans, now everybody wants to have a piece of you. You’re just drifting away and no one knows how to get close to you. You’re just drifting away and no one knows how to get close to you. Faking all that is true, losing your feelings too, nobody gets close to you,
2.
We’re all living in dreams of people from the past. A golden era of grey and black where people walk fast and never look back. But who wears the trousers in these houses? Who secretly skirts - tries on blouses? Feels things for who they are - not what they’re not? Everyone seems to like me except you. Outrageous nepotism has always seen me through. Weakness is strength and strength a weakness too and everyone seems to like me except you. Soon it will be time for bells to chime. For birds to sing and truth to ring out. Then we’ll know what this is all about. Everyone seems to like you except me. I’m trying to figure out what they can see. Spending so much time in close proximity and everyone seems to like you except me. You were an interest I didn’t know I had. Love is a two-way ticket to happy and sad. Lip balm junkies never kiss too bad and we’re both ruthless cowards - neither common or garden. Just luxury high-end or food bank bargains. It’s hard not to be a hypocrite knowing what you should have done and what you did. It’s hard to hold onto integrity when you’re holding things that you should just let be. It’s easier said than done - being blind instead of seeing. Everyone seems to like you except me. Lulled into false senses of insecurity. Unhinged, all reddy-tinged we turn the screw and everyone seems to like me except you.
3.
Men Pause 03:22
I never bother to read the small print so I just didn’t see the clause but it seems that after years of lust and laughter, far out thrills and near disasters, chasing the dreams, never looking for a cause, finally slamming on the breaks - you hit the men pause. You hit the men pause. I keep catching myself crying, laughing at myself dying to tell you things that I don’t know. You keep looking at me askew like I’m someone that you once knew a long, long time ago. I’m stuck in limbo, you went to Tokyo, I’ve got nowhere to go, you’re home where you are. So independent while I’m in dependency, I don’t even have the keys to your car. I don’t know where they are – the keys to your car. I never bother to read the small print so I just didn’t see the claws! But it seems that after years of lust and laughter, far out thrills and near disasters, chasing the dreams, never looking for a cause, finally slamming on the breaks - you hit the men pause. You hit the men pause. I don’t want another dark night of the soul, another night digging a big hole for all you think I’m worth. To my friends and family, I’m sorry about being me but I’ve been like this since birth. Where did all my mates go – there used to be so many. Now my best pals are my books and the telly and even my enemies are happy as Larry and prove better company than me and my belly just watching telly with Happy and Jolly. I never bother to read the small print so I just didn’t see the clause but it seems that after years of lust and laughter, far out thrills and near disasters, chasing the dreams, never looking for a cause, finally slamming on the breaks – realising your mistakes you hit the men pause.
4.
Bubble 01:32
I wanna get old but I want to be younger. I wanna save Earth so we can live a bit longer I want to be a Babarella Jane Fonda. Angels have no memory of the past. The present and the future are here to last. I wanna get old but I want to be younger. I wanna stay high and never go under. Safe in a bubble just like Jane Fonda. Angels have no memory. The future only lasts as far as I can see. I’m no mechanical doll with a razor sharp tooth. I don’t want sex in return for a gin and vermouth. I just want to keep what’s left of my youth. Angels have a trick up their sleeve. Angels always wing it and I believe. I wanna get old but I want to be younger. I wanna get old but I want to be younger. I wanna get old but I want to be younger. Now.

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In the words of the estimable Tony Hardy...

"Just when you thought this year’s output from indie pop’s mysterious Midlands maestros [That’s enough alliteration – Ed] , The Happy Somethings, could hardly get more prolific, out pops a new EP. Conveniently called Unhinged, the 4-track EP title might seem to mirror the construction of that previous sentence. However, there’s method in any hint of madness and each track bubbles with its own personality. It opens with the off-kilter guitar driven “Hey Tricky!”, borrowing a snatch of “Hey Mickey”, made famous by a cheerleading Toni Basil in the early 80s. I was equally taken by the next song with another intriguing title. “Everyone Seems To Like Me (except you)” is text book THS, lyrically combining wry observations with poetic passages and sudden insights (“Love is a two-way ticket to happy and sad”) all set to a jauntily paced tune and charmingly voiced by Joy. The song is nicely stretched out with a spacious instrumental break midway and an unexpected pause towards the end. The EP is completed by the cleverly titled, amusingly reflective “Men Pause” and the short, sharp blast of “Bubble”. Maybe there is an early onset of midlife crisis underpinning the four songs here. Unhinged is available as a free download..."

Tony Hardy's Fifty3 Fridays weekly music blog is a treasure trove of words, music and videos - you can find it at www.fifty3.net

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released September 25, 2023

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Independently unpolished band who like to be happy. Unintentionally retro. Effortlessly uncool.

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