STOMPBOX
by Craig Griffiths
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Digital Album
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Digipak CD + signed poster
Grab a digipak CD and you'll also get 1) the album as an instant download, 2) the bonus CD-only hidden track 14 and 3) a very funky wah pedal poster signed and personalised for you by Craig
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Old Life New Life
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Godzilullaby
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Remember
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Vicious Little Harpie
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Munkyboy
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Drive
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Before the Storm
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Two Minute Noodle
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Into the Black Water
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Soozsong
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about
Craig Griffiths plays all instruments on his albums, and his songs get regular radio airplay in the US, Canada, UK and Australia. 'Fuzzface Fights the Ninja' was picked from 6000 entries for a Hendrix tribute album and was chosen by US skater Tony Hawk for his RideTV channel. Solo and in bands Craig's explored a labyrinth of raw, obscure, sweet & deranged rock, punk, funk, blues and experimental music since he was a music obsessed 5 year old.
PRINT MEDIA REVIEWS:
THE MERCURY NEWSPAPER: “The mad guitar sounds Craig Griffiths gets out of his guitar are often mind blowing. What glues these studio experiments together is his smoking guitar skills. Creative, forward thinking, experimental and splendid fun”,
WARP MAGAZINE: “Big riffs, psychedelic offerings and sometimes downright dark lyrics are combined with aplomb across the album. Many people are already familiar with Stompbox… if you’re not you should be”
PRINT MEDIA REVIEWS:
THE MERCURY NEWSPAPER: “The mad guitar sounds Craig Griffiths gets out of his guitar are often mind blowing. What glues these studio experiments together is his smoking guitar skills. Creative, forward thinking, experimental and splendid fun”,
WARP MAGAZINE: “Big riffs, psychedelic offerings and sometimes downright dark lyrics are combined with aplomb across the album. Many people are already familiar with Stompbox… if you’re not you should be”
credits
released 10 August 2010
Songwriting and all instruments - Craig Griffiths
Guest vocals on Remember and Vicious Little Harpie - Annelise Bushby
Guest vocals on Godzilullaby - Olga Rita
Rhythm guitar on Fuzzface - Toby Griffiths
Songwriting and all instruments - Craig Griffiths
Guest vocals on Remember and Vicious Little Harpie - Annelise Bushby
Guest vocals on Godzilullaby - Olga Rita
Rhythm guitar on Fuzzface - Toby Griffiths
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Multi-instrumentalist and guitar & effects pedal freak Craig Griffiths gets regular radio airplay in the USA, Canada, UK and Australia.
New album Bondi Babel due out in 2014
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- Track Name: Old Life New Life
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OLD LIFE NEW LIFE
It's another day, it's another lifetime
Just drive away, follow the white line
Who knows what happened here?
Who knows what happened here?
Who knows what gonna happen?
Who knows what happened here?
The sky is fine, the days are long
Everything's done, what could go wrong
Who knows what happened here?
Who knows what happened here?
Who knows what gonna happen?
Who knows what happened here?
New life old life
Old life new life
Another page in an old book
An old song with a new hook
Young souls find a new view
Bringing sunlight to doom and gloom
They find charm where secrets lie
Another page in an old book
New life new life - Track Name: Godzilullaby
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GODZILULLABY
Cocooned alone in a queen size bed
Limbs grow numb and your eyelids close
The room becomes a cold, still lake
Pillows of night cradle your head
Thoughts float away on shiny black boats
That wash your body with their wake
Forget everything you've ever read
Exchange those books of careful prose
For words like sharpened wooden stakes
Silence becomes a strange song
And suddenly the world is gone
Godzilullaby. Godzilullaby
Godzilullaby. Godzilullaby - Track Name: Remember
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REMEMBER
I would wake and look for you in the still of night
Tormented dreams made me wake in fright
you would lead me out by my trembling hand
And we'd sit and gaze into a moonless band
Dark as the fright that flowed from me when I'm safely in your arms
We wished and dreamed of a future unseen
We talked and talked about where we'd been
You'd point to the black sky and show me stars shining
Whispering to me about hope and desires
Dark images left where they belong lost in history
Whenever I miss you I remember how we talked and dreamed
Whenever I miss you I remember
Whenever I miss you whenever we're apart
I know you're here in my heart
We drifted apart as we followed destiny
Across the land in a search for identity
But when I needed you in times of doubt
Forget time or distance you were there to be found
To reassure me once again everything's gonna be fine
Whenever I miss you I remember how we talked and dreamed
Whenever I miss you I remember
Whenever I miss you whenever we're apart
I know you're here in my heart
Late at night I wake alone startled by your presence
I see those diamonds of the night fading into twilight
And there's a whisper on the breeze don't be afraid I'm always here
A gentle soul a beating heart there's no need for tears
Whenever I miss you I remember how we talked and dreamed
Whenever I miss you I remember
Whenever I miss you whenever we're apart
I know you're here in my heart
('Remember' lyrics based on a Rose Palmer poem) - Track Name: King of the Burning Bridge
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KING OF THE BURNING BRIDGE
He's the king of the burning bridge
Aimed his hotrod at the ditch
Hit the throttle and then the kill switch
Cos he just can't tell what is which
What is he to you?
What is he to you?
What is he to you?
He's the wrecking crew
The worst damn man you ever had
Guaranteed to make you sad
He brings you luck and it's all bad
You must've been completely mad
He's the shah of shabby times
Don't you sometimes wonder why
Butterflies become blowflies
Gentle waves become riptides
He's Nero on a summer day
Or the careless god of old Pompeii
Who lets it all just burn away
Destroying everything you made
He's the CEO of a head on crash
He turns a valve marked toxic gas
He's the baker of a poisoned batch
Pack your things and call a cab
What is he to you?
What is he to you?
What is he to you?
He's the wrecking crew - Track Name: Vicious Little Harpie
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VICIOUS LITTLE HARPIE
Who's that? 1980s Man
Here he comes, little legs moving
What's that clinging to his limp hand?
That's a harpie on a mission from hell
Personality anti-matter meets
A prom-queen on the downhill slide
Get your wedding vows from a Mills & Boon novel
Wrap em round a lemon with a razor inside
Vicious little people, ugly and mean
Just about the nastiest I've ever seen
Ken and Barbie, Ken and Barbie
Mr 1980s and Vicious Little Harpie
See that? It's kinda Doppler
The closer you go the older she grows
Watch out, that was a close one
You nearly lost an eye on the end of her claw
There she is over by the face cream
She's the one with the white pants on
Lookout, you'll wish you'd never met her
Better give some botox to that rhesus gone wrong
It's a matter of damage control
Nice little elves gotta watch out for the troll
Ken and Barbie, Ken and Barbie
Mr 1980s and Vicious Little Harpie - Track Name: Munkyboy
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MUNKYBOY
Engvay grunts. He thinks we're a pack of country folk who should bow when he's in town cos he plays real quick
Likes wiggling his... Dictionaries have no word for chimp guitar helium head. With an upsized pillow on his bed he thinks he invented shred. He's a wind up toy
Da sveedish munkyboy - Track Name: Drive
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DRIVE
The night is black my cloth is thin
The fire burns but the cold creeps in
And puts a claw on my bare neck
And gives me an evil grin
Maybe it was too much wine
That made it hard to read the sign
But hindsight's never blind
Cold wind blowing through the phone
Whirling round the darkened room
It's not the words it's just a tone
No sleep tonight I have to go
Fuel and music in my car
Dirt roads and hard tar
Drive and drive and drive
Following a thundercloud
The moon hides behind the rain
It could be full though I'm not sure
But your bed's soft and warm
Fire. .Burn.. Cold. .Creep
Claw. .Neck. .Evil.. Grin
Dark. .Moon. .Dirt.. Road
Thunder. .Rain. .Warm ..Bed - Track Name: Into the Black Water
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INTO THE BLACK WATER
While townies sleep like aging dogs a cigarette meets the flames. Flicked from fingers without words in a mining camp of ghosts. Tin cup in a dirty hand on an arm of sail rope veins
Cabin creaks under gun grey moon as the rain crawls in
Cat's-piss whiskey would be nice, or some paint stripper gin
Rusted wires and strangled strings conjure up dark things
Thoughts crossing swords with sleep, fall backwards, blind and numb. A blur of murder, love and sin, of battles lost and won. One last breath as an ancient tree scrapes the roof and whispers:
Close your eyes and sink into the cold pool so deep
Into the black water to sleep
Into the black water to sleep
Black water
The black water
To sleep
Sleep
