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ep1 is the debut EP from Pictures of Belgrade, the new solo project of Something Anorak frontman Chris Barrett.

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released April 7, 2017

Recorded by Chris Barrett & Benjamin Whitehouse at Cellar Tapes Studio, Bristol
Mastered by Martin Nichols, WH Studio

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Track Name: Big City Something
Scouting out the talent on my feet
The smell of searing heat
I’m only down here to see
Who else will fall

Getting lost in a big city
Where I’ve lived for fucking years
Who can tell me
Where the hell I’m supposed to be

Clinging to afters
About all the martyrs
Who gave it all up
Only for us to throw it away
Holding my breath long enough
Only serves to lay claim
To the fact that it is
All too easy to throw it away

Finding myself running out street
I never actually left my flat
I’m only down here to see
Who else will fall like me
Track Name: Holiday
Could never seem to wear
The face you could,
It laughs and smiles
And serves its purpose well
And you are more inclined
To bite your lip
Than tell me anything right

On holiday
In some nondescript hell
Your patience
Starts to show you its downside
And everything
You’ve come to learn So well
Is being taught how to lie
I put my foot in it
Even when i notice it
I do it all the time
Track Name: Feel More Robot
I swear I saw him breathing
You promised he was dead
I feel a lot more robot
I feel less human
Track Name: Airs And Your Graces
Tries to warn her
Keep a lid on your old man
His colourful tongue
Will be your end
Shakes abundance
And muttering underneath their breath
I can’t quite believe it’s happening

Cos’ you lie over and over
But this time really takes the biscuit
Why must I turn the other cheek to keep face
I don’t know why i’m doing it for

Drive around in a bid to lose them
Speeding for hours
They steal all mine
Keep me up just long enough
To convince them
Your airs and graces do just fine

Wrap my car around a tree
Or into the ocean
It dont really matter the way that it’s done
Just as long as it’s seen
Hold my hands up
I won’t remember or so I tell them
No need to ruffle the feathers
Flailing around at the scene
Track Name: Epilogue
You might underestimate
The way you talk to your kids right now
Will always cripple them in time
I’m just waiting for someone
To come and fix me up
Unlearn the patterns
I’ve been mastering my whole life