[Blog] New Single: Seperations (Produced by Stakker)

A couple of months ago myself and a mate of mine Richard Baldwin, who produces and writes under the aliases Stakker, The Soviet Union and Belville (check out his tunes here), had our first jam, which immediately produced some promising sounds and ideas. We’d previously bonded at a party over a shared interest in old-school audio hardware, and learning that Richard owned not one but two mint condition Roland 808 drum-machines, I knew I had to get together and see what our minds could create.

I was slightly nervous at first to be jamming with such an experience musician, but we kicked straight into it and gelled quickly over some 808 pattern experiments. Quickly laying a beat into Ableton, I scrapped previous verses that I had brought to the jam, and wrote something on the spot to fit the sparse, mid-80s dark electro vibes that Richard was cultivating. Taking some ideas from previous incomplete verses, discussing the refugee crisis, I initially went down the route of the partying-at-the-end-of-the-world theme, that  I had previously explored in End Times. We sat on this rough initial draft for a month or so, having a few jams in between to remix tracks and hang out. Then, after the EU referendum decision, I decided it was appropriate to pick up this jam again and lay something down while the topic and inspiration is fresh. The upcoming US election adds another level of perverse inspiration behind the content of this track.

What we’ve come up with is called Separations, and I’m pretty proud of it. This is the first time I’ve finished a track for my ongoing solo rap project over a beat made not by myself. It felt particularly collaborative due to Richard taking particular interest in how I was delivering the vocals, honing it on specific line delivery as well as the tone of whole verses. We tracked all the vocals in about 3 hours, split up with pizza and cider, and I think the extra production input has taking the track up a notch. It’s still loose, there’s some improv at the end which Richard and I decided to keep in, and there’s a few vocal flubs we’ve kept in there for the hell of it. Stop it sounding too laboured or whatever.

I hope you’ll dig the message of the track – don’t want to be too preachy, but taking influence from political rappers of the past, this is all about unity in the face of the divisions placed upon us by the media, politics and negative rhetoric . Check the track out above, or on bandcamp.

Hamish Gavin and Richard Baldwin Stakker recording Separations

Dicking around at the recording sessions

The Chills New Album Gets a Release Date & Single: America Says Hello (+ lyrics)

The date has been announced and Martin Phillipps and band’s new album Silver Bullets is to be released 30th October on Fire Records. You can pre-order here. It’s only been 19 years since the last The Chills album, Sunburnt, which in my humble opinion was a pretty great album and an overlooked one – a trend of much of The Chills career. But it seems they’re set for a revival of appreciation, with all the big indie trendsetters such as Pitchfork spreading the word of the cult Dunedin band’s brand new release. The Chills performed to sold-out audiences through-out the UK last year; here’s hoping they return soon with more international dates, as well as playing the home land. The Pitchfork article does indicate a tour for next year.

the chills silver bullets album

In tandem with this news being released is a brand new single, America Says Hello, which following on from the previously released Molten Gold is another slab of classic atmospheric pop. This one features a drum and bass rhythm guaranteed to bang heads, dark jangling melodies and politically charged lyrics. The choice of vocals in the mid-section – “a rocket attack, and a property boom” are pretty telling. The bass riff of the chorus is almost Joy Division-esque, dropping the guitars for Phillipps’ hook to cut through with immediacy – “America says hello, and the world says welcome home”. The production is both rough and polished, suiting the reverb drenched, swamp-pop Phillipp’s has long mastered, but with a modern touch. The melodies and structure are complex, this will most likely be one on high rotation for some time.

The lyrics are up for interpretation, and although political in theme partially, I would be missing the point I think if I took criticism of foreign policies to be the song’s only meaning. The opening lines are about the wonder and scope of the universe; the futility of human endeavor in light of this seems to be another theme through-out. The planets and the symbolism of Mars are effective metaphors for waring powers. The chorus perhaps then alludes to the habit of the world to forgive America for the violence of their empire, and all it takes is a greeting. Stockholm Syndrome maybe. I’ll stop here before I get too university-student with this analyses. As with anything, give it a spin and come up with your own interpretation. It shows Phillipps has still got it – he’s given us a lot to chew on with this one.

The song can be heard on Soundcloud now.

Give the song a share and go pre-order the album now.

I’ve attempted to write out the lyrics, and I’ve probably got some wrong, let me know if so (comment down below)

The Chills – America Says Hello (Lyrics):


“When you gaze at the stars on a cool, clear night
– novas, sapphires, giants and diamonds, and all beautiful

But you grapple with fear as you stare at the sight
For they’re cold uncaring, moving, scaring – inscrutable

For it’s a small world after all – a lonely little blue and white ball
And the universe yawns at our plans – as another empire expands
For on behalf of the war-god Mars – here are fifty white, fightin’-fit stars
That make people want to wail and pray – saying Rome wasn’t burnt in a day…
…but hey, we shall see!

But then America says hello – and the world says welcome home
America says hello – and the world says welcome home

Yes, it’s a god eat godless world – as the galaxies around us swirl
While the poor run riot in spite
– to see stars they set the night alight

For the everyday people aren’t free – and they know they’re never going to be
With the powerful keeping them hushed – as the tyrants get noisy ones crushed
So they turn a deaf ear to the prophets of gloom
For there’s funding galore from the profits of doom
First a rocket attack then a property boom
A rocket attack then a property boom
Just a rocket attack and a property boom
a rocket attack and a property…

Yes – on behalf of the war-god Mars – here are fifty white fightin’-fit stars
That make people want to wail and pray – saying Rome wasn’t burnt in a day…
…but hey, we shall see!
…cause this isn’t the way it was always portrayed it should be

Now the cash has crashed, the dream-ship sailed, the gravy-train has been derailed at its own terminal
Let the fairy tale be an epic fail for no one found the Holy Grail and time’s terminal

But then America says hello – and the world says welcome home
America says hello – and the world says welcome home

We were on the wrong track, will you welcome us back if we say hello? (America says hello…)
We were on the wrong track, will you welcome us back if we say hello? (America says hello…)
Now, we’re back on the track – will you welcome us back if we say hello? (America says hello…)
Yes, we’re back on the track – will you welcome us back if we say hello? (America says hello…)”