lyrics project

They’ll Call Us Lonely
Artist: Aztec Camera
Song: Oblivious
Album: High Land, Hard Rain
Model: ‘Arrow’
Location: Dunraven, South Glamorgan, Wales

Notes:-
This band introduced me to proper melodies when I was 18 after I’d been listening to heavy punk guitar mantras for a few years. I spent many a carefree, lazy afternoon/evening with my girlfriend at her house in Somerset laughing and crying to this whole album amongst a few others. She only had 8 records, 12” vinyl albums and this was played the most on her small mono record player.

She was fun, bright, alternative and introduced me to a new kind of ‘hip’ life. We ventured to festivals, smoked weed and got drunk. We laughed and laughed and cared about nobody else. I loved being around her, with her and to call her my girlfriend. Everyone loved her crazy, strangely vibrant ways and thoughts. I was proud and stupidly happy. She was so ditzy that one evening going to the local pub, she fell feet first down a huge hole dug in the ground by road workers. How she hadn’t seen it I’ll never know, it wasn’t even dark! One minute she was next to me the next she’d disappeared so almost only her head was above ground…

The song was one of Aztec’s singles and was a wonderful new sound for me at the time. The Spanish style guitar solo after the middle eighth still makes me tingle and the lyrics are as poignant now as they were to me then. This particular lyric always reminds me to try not to judge people too quickly. “They’ll call us lonely when we’re really just alone” manages to make the issue non-threatening and relatively trivial but we know it often extends so much further.

I’d planned this shot to take place on a moor or on a bleak, narrow, straight country road but when I got to this location, Dunraven in South Wales, I knew it’d work better, with the right processing. It’s intended to neither be bleak nor warm, kinda neutral. The reality was, the UK was bearing the brunt of it’s first winter storm of 2015 (Abigail) and we were fighting 45mph winds on the unsheltered beach!

They’ll Call Us Lonely
Artist: Aztec Camera
Song: Oblivious
Album: High Land, Hard Rain
Model: ‘Arrow’
Location: Dunraven, South Glamorgan, Wales

Notes:-
This band introduced me to proper melodies when I was 18 after I’d been listening to heavy punk guitar mantras for a few years. I spent many a carefree, lazy afternoon/evening with my girlfriend at her house in Somerset laughing and crying to this whole album amongst a few others. She only had 8 records, 12” vinyl albums and this was played the most on her small mono record player.

She was fun, bright, alternative and introduced me to a new kind of ‘hip’ life. We ventured to festivals, smoked weed and got drunk. We laughed and laughed and cared about nobody else. I loved being around her, with her and to call her my girlfriend. Everyone loved her crazy, strangely vibrant ways and thoughts. I was proud and stupidly happy. She was so ditzy that one evening going to the local pub, she fell feet first down a huge hole dug in the ground by road workers. How she hadn’t seen it I’ll never know, it wasn’t even dark! One minute she was next to me the next she’d disappeared so almost only her head was above ground…

The song was one of Aztec’s singles and was a wonderful new sound for me at the time. The Spanish style guitar solo after the middle eighth still makes me tingle and the lyrics are as poignant now as they were to me then. This particular lyric always reminds me to try not to judge people too quickly. “They’ll call us lonely when we’re really just alone” manages to make the issue non-threatening and relatively trivial but we know it often extends so much further.

I’d planned this shot to take place on a moor or on a bleak, narrow, straight country road but when I got to this location, Dunraven in South Wales, I knew it’d work better, with the right processing. It’s intended to neither be bleak nor warm, kinda neutral. The reality was, the UK was bearing the brunt of it’s first winter storm of 2015 (Abigail) and we were fighting 45mph winds on the unsheltered beach!