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Thin Space (1995)

by Mark Harrington

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1.
Hollow 02:45
i have a hollow head within such thoughts as these exist as echoes without origin or end such noble thoughts of truth and love and justice i would speak of these see, my sounding hole is open but there is only silence
2.
Sometimes 04:42
sometimes i wonder what its all about sometimes i just want to let it out sometimes i think i may, i think i might sometimes i feel the urge to sound the night sometimes i cannot move i am so weak sometimes i do not wish to speak again sometimes i feel its way to strong sometimes i wonder is there something wrong sometimes i hear voices in my head sometimes i wish that i were ... somewhere else instead
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4.
Dilemma 03:55
this is love this is hate theres the fence but wheres the gate just this small hole in this forbidden corner i'm full of wonder at the sight its full of darkness, full of light it tempts, it haunts me draws me nearer some fools who think they're in the know will analyse and try to show the reason behind the sad mans leaving but oh theres many reasons i wonder do you feel them i'm not so sure that you would understand like a deserter by night making his own way home i'll travel light and i'll travel alone and as i go i leave behind this world that was mine doubts ahead and fears behind i wonder what it is that i might find into the fiery sun... consumed by the fiery sun
5.
Timepiece 04:58
6.
Pied Piper 03:02
cold face i know you well you stare at me unblinking and with a numbness that frightens me you were there you watched them dance you played for them you held them in your trance if only i had one more chance but you can't turn back the clock cold face and hands thin fingers ripped them from the warmth of the womb is it any wonder that they cry the wheels the stars, the sun the seasons the minds of men the rhymes, the reasons they all go round and the time bomb ticks tick tock ...
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Deja vu 02:15
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you know i've got ths funny feeling like i'm missing something and i'm down on my hands and knees searching for it i know its here yeah this is the place alright i once thought i touched it but then i lost it again so i'm searching for it but i cannot find it maybe if i just lie here ... and your standing there laughing you say i am a fool you say i must look harder you seem so smug and sure but i've seen you when you think no one else is around i've seen you down on you hands and knees you're searching too and you cannot find it you say i must look harder i say perhaps you are the fool
9.
Orbit 03:09
10.
The Machine 03:10
i the machine i move up and down i move round and around i think nothing i feel nothing i do not rest i do not tire i just keep moving, moving, moving almost as if i was alive sometimes in the darkness it makes me the pain makes me wonder is man a machine that he must forever go round and around i think and i feel i think and i feel different
11.
Once for All 03:50
how many of your tears lay in those great flood waters how many still fall with the rains from heaven why'd you take it, why'd you eat it as you turned it in your hand how did it feel? but these seem foolish questions for who is there who has not already known the answer within himself for one by one we join you there we turn it in out hand and ... and now my tears too for we stand there together at that moment and we are one but there came another and another moment he said take it he said eat it he said remember me i shall return and one by one we join him there we stand at that moment and we are one
12.
and there came a little man scratching his way across the surface of the land etching his name across the contours of his existence like a message in the dust and theres voice this voice speaking saying from her did you rise and to her you will return so here we are then you and me the clay upon the wheel where are the fools who boldly claim to be there own master for is it not i who has mapped the very paths they choose to tread they are spread across the heavens for all who have eyes to see look, i can see your cities rising like splinters in earths flesh your machines piercing, sucking like tiny mechanical parasites see how these small wounds fester a poison seeps and creeps with large eyes and thin fingers and then like some huge pregnant queen she'll lay her eggs within you and i'm running i'm running but i can't get free and i cry father, help me theres something inside i can feel it i can feel it stir i can feel it struggle so tell me father how long have you deceived me how long have realized that as you feed the child you nurture the beast father, help me for it has taken me and i'm running and as i'm running i'm tearing at my face and arms and body scratching the scales from my skin bloodied hands, wet fingers layer after layer but there is no end and now i lie still i watch the poison flow there it goes ... and i smile perhaps there is an end after all here it comes
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Finale 03:14
i won't go up in a blaze of glory and I won't go down in a heap of despair with one big beautiful breath i shall leave you though i fall to the ground i shall take to the air i will burst through the pain i hope it doesn't linger and i hope it doesn't fade before i get to feel it i the phoenix will rise up from the flames spread my golden wings and fly away there is there is no reason for your tears on this side of eternity though i know it seems such sadness there really is no reason to worry

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A small piece of personal musical history ... the first collection of music I ever formally released.

Admittedly, it has many cringe-worthy elements (the production and recording, the ridiculous over-compression and general abuse of effects etc), and unfortunately these versions are the only digital copies remaining (with clicks and all). Nevertheless, despite the very amateur sound quality, it remains a somewhat unique and special work for me in an nostalgic sort of way.

It was recorded on an old Tascam 4-track in an intense period of writing and recording. It was mixed down to a borrowed DAT recorder (thanks Murray!) and released in cassette format ... a process that seems almost prehistoric now.

The only instrument used was a little acoustic guitar that I had made for me by Davy Stuart, played the life out of and eventually sold in a desperate moment years later.

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released January 1, 1995

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NZ-born instrument maker and musician, now living in the south of Argentina ... designer/builder for Dragonfly Tapping Instruments.

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