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James Jefferys - Lexi (It’s All Just Words) I find it hard to grasp that you’re a liar If I was quick this would spell certain death Germs wouldn’t burst if they were singing Then nothing on his planet would make sense Posture for necks Soften for sex In an office complex Lexi, Lexi, Lex I found it hard to grasp that time When you left me on the platform with the food Your train rolled off in silence, you laughing Your hungry teeth will need these soon… Show more, bury less From the core, under your vest We’ve said before, we’re very impressed Lexi, Lexi, Lex
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James Jefferys - Lily (Of What You Will Be) If we look carefully, Lily We can see you skittering Through the thicket of tiny hairs On the backs of my fingers; The good news in her pupil Which brings a real glimmer – Our direct touch of hands That connects up the strands Of what you will be And when it’s your turn, One evening you’ll learn From some kind of brother That everyone hates each other. But Earth isn’t wrecked We just lack respect And devote our love To the push and the shove Of what you will be Just let life leaven you, Make you rise to the kind of Heaven That only you found And can understand Some will keep your young tongue dumb, Try to shut you up and then Say the hour will never come When you are better than them. Every day you hear their pleas That they could be this naïve And do all in their shaking power To destroy the acorn tower Of what you will be Just let life leaven you, Make you rise to the kind of Heaven That only you found And can understand Yes, there will be flies on you And one day, you’ll die too But time down here (and don’t deny it) Is no time, my child, to be quiet Just let life leaven you, Make you rise to the kind of Heaven That only you found And can understand
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James Jefferys - Lizzie (Down and Out) When Lizzie looks down on me; Prince of the gutter, hearts a-flutter My chin unshaved tends to pave A path to the paltry, sweaty and sultry – A prince and nutter, clench and mutter, Blaming the menials for the crown of doubt – Changing the meaning of down and out. When Lizzie looks down on me, Like she doesn’t care how it makes me feel, This clever fella will never tell her What it does to me, and the buzz it brings; King of the dirt – singing in a shirt Raining his genius around the drought, Changing the meaning of down and out. If I don’t turn up, Doesn’t mean I’m busy I’m just imitating Lizzie If I rip my lip When you try to kiss me – All I know, I learned from Lizzie When Lizzie looks down on me, Queen of the moulded, curating blindfolded Banging my stitches, hanging those pictures In a weird kind of deluded fashion So no-one can see them enough to judge Brings pain for redeemers, bound and devout Changing the meaning of down and out. Lizzie chucks out her meaty hand An olive twig – my driest land Swivels around, shows her hole A muggy night, the blackest coal. If I don’t turn up, Doesn’t mean I’m busy I’m just imitating Lizzie If I rip my lip When you try to kiss me – All I know, I learned from Lizzie
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James Jefferys - Lakshmi (For What They Are) A western ascension Destined for mentions On the crests of My best intentions… Be what you can’t – A leaf on a branch A wreath from the plants Seeing all parts For what they are For what they are For what they are Is boring, by far Lakshmi provides, Shares and divides I smell orange peel, Perfumes, lavish meals Of kedgeree and spicy veal All to see and try and feel… Of course this whole place Is more than a way Of forcing this day To afford you a taste Of what they are Of what they are For what they are Is boring, by far Lakshmi provides, Shares and divides Lakshmi of dusk Let the sun never rise Just leave your pink musk And the warmth of this night For what they are Is boring, by far Lakshmi provides, Shares and divides
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James Jefferys - Louise (I’ve Had to Change My Mind) Watching Tides come in Does wonders for the states of some things The sea knows I’ve been blind Thinking with my mind… Only people Mess around a break each other The waves have guessed enough I feel them gently judge No-one Has this gift to bring – It has to come with time If I’d been away, I’m back today I’ve had to change my mind Here’s me, Kneeling Before you, afraid and lonely My cares have changed, of course I hope you’ve not changed yours Sitting on the beach last night, Just me and the sand Still, it didn’t feel quite right Without you at my hand No-one Had this gift to bring – It had to come with time If I’d been away, I’m back today I’ve had to change my mind
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James Jefferys - Linda (No Memento) A big, unfed and spacious day; Dig instead into the Cretaceous clay But loyal to the course of curses You, buoyant, bobbed up to the surface To check whose lives you’ve yet to hinder Yet we’re deprived, lovely Linda Why am I forever explaining To the clever as well as the layman Why she is all that’s cancerous? Mean, appalling, rancorous, Linda You’re bubbles in the catacombs, A Jacquard loom of out-of-tune Beads falling from a broken necklace, And me in the distance, calling you reckless Why am I forever explaining To the clever as well as the layman Why she is all that’s cancerous? Mean, appalling, rancorous, Linda I condemned as pathetic When lesser people, almost magnetic Followed the famous too far – Mocked your ballistic frenzy Until the mystic chose to send me Under that bar… When the house of your head is broken into Linda leaves you with no memento Of life as it was And what’s pittance for some For you will come At a crazy kind of cost Why am I forever explaining To the clever as well as the layman Why she is all that’s cancerous? Mean, appalling, rancorous, Linda Kick back, now… Isn’t it nicer To admit this is part Of a long, hard cycle?
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James Jefferys - Lucy (Fill The Sky) The tenor sings at proscenium arch A selection of his songs. His Audience of swaying trees need his touch In the forest of the filthy conscience The tryptophobic corpse goes thin Afraid that this one’s for him Lucy sings on the empty stage His mind inclined to rhyme, not business. But this pie in the sky will decline with age If he minds the orb of scissors The tryptophobic corpse goes thin Afraid that this one’s for him I don’t want to dig these holes I just to fill the sky The tenor sings to sorry and worry With melancholy his sorry folly He and music are in no hurry – Slow jazz curls around his body Lucy’ll know when that times comes The time when she ceases to twiddle her thumbs In the middle of fiddling around with tonnes – Lucy, I’ll hold you close to my lungs For Lucy the idea of having nerves is Like swerving without purpose, or joking – It’s no thing to further - a real dearth of service Unless the patient enjoys such hypnosis The tryptophobic corpse goes thin Afraid that this one’s for him I don’t want to dig these holes I just to fill the sky I don’t want to dig these holes I just to fill the sky
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James Jefferys - Lucretia (Worst Case Lothario) As oceans lapped her yellow umbrella, She searched for scraps that perhaps could sell her The she was me – crying all the while Feigning the rain, crocodile smiles No impressing, verily Row this vessel, merrily. With a sneeze, this scene Is no longer seen I thank my panicking allergies. I can always rely on my over-wrenched defences To a provide a ride for analogies So instead of the sea And me as a pea, I loom is a room, Nursing the curtains, Cursing a person… Some hi-falutin Guy in a suit With a tie to boot My, how cute But I’d rather it were me (Me, me, me, me, me, me, me) No calm for me today; I’m welcomed to a world With someone else at the helm And in this childish vessel, Seldom do I wrestle with land at all Just fall in a mess – the helm is the handle No calm for me today She’s alone in the clouds, fucking wailing On my own, doubled-down, quick bucket-bailing She’s shown me she’s found a dock while I’m sailing I am a worst-case lothario I make my way South Into his gaping mouth My head starts to fly It wasn’t a tie – On closer inspection, A towering erection. A natural charmer. His suit was armour Brutal and fierce The only thing cute was me trying to pierce The only thing cute was me trying to pierce I am a worst-case lothario

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All songs written, played, recorded, produced and mixed by James Jefferys © 2014

Double bass on track 2 by Øjvind Fritjof Arnfred

Viola Di Gamba on track 4 by Ursula Klindt Nielsen of Gøtterfunken/Pigeon's Test Flight

Sitar on track 4 by Matthew Hurley

Percussion on track 4 by Frantz Nicolaus of Gøtterfunken

Mics kindly leant by H.C Molbech of Almune

Thank you to Marianne Klindt Jensen and Martin Nielsen for use of the pianner

Cover art photography, design and concept by Matthew Charnock of Matt Charnock Photography www.mattcharnock.com Spot the album title...

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released October 21, 2014

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