Health and Safety

by Man's Ruin

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released October 1, 2011

Recorded @ La Chunky Studios June 2011 (www.lachunky.com)

Engineered & Mix: Barry 'Spad' Reid (www.spad.org.uk)
Produced: Barry 'Spad' Reid & Man’s Ruin
Mastered: Iain Hutchison (www.glo-worm.com)
Artwork: Somhairle Macdonald (www.somhairle.co.uk))

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Man's Ruin Glasgow, UK

Man’s Ruin comprise five of Scotland’s leading exponents of experimental folk music. These cross-genre folk rebels have earned international recognition for their soul-twisting interpretations of modern folk and roots music on the contemporary stage. Whether it be folk, funk, rock or electronica they seamlessly blend styles through careful and considered musical craft work. ... more

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Track Name: Frantic Funk
Self, holds me back, from myself, please don’t offer me no help, ‘less I ask.
I help myself, searching for my day of PEACE, piece of mind but mind your step, or someday you might find OUT!

SOUNDS from the street freak me out keep me up and i can’t sleep, mind’s in doubt, so I take a peak.
Somone’s calling on my phone, ringing out, don’t know that number, common sense has left my head full of doubt but freaking out ain’t gonna HELP NOBODY!

Those farmers DANCE, on my patch, lay me flat, take a SLICE OF APPLE LOVE, dish it out, but don’t pay it back, won’t you ever live or love the
SMELL of fresh cut grass, i start to WHEE-E-EEZE searching for my vento-DRUGS, please react. The frantic funk put a KNIFE IN MY BACK

Scat: “Dooaliddo bap, dum, dom doodabap”…etc