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Hello,

We're Ivan Campo and this is our 2010 EP 'A Holiday With The Sun. It was recorded in the beautiful town of Pwllheli in Wales.

Track listing -

0:00 Anthem
1:06 Blindspot
4:01 Baby Bio
6:58 Seamstress of Song
9:12 Melody in D
10:49 The Golden Boot
13:30 The Mirror

You can purchase this EP here -

Bandcamp - https://ivancampo.bandcamp.com/album/a-holiday-with-the-sun
iTunes - https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/a-holiday-with-the-sun/id365795731

Thanks for listening!

Lyrics -

/// Anthem ///

I saw the light filtering through my blinds
Oh it takes time, oh it takes time
Take as long as you like.

/// Blindspot ///
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUuhfo4H6-M

/// Baby Bio ///

He sings to his plants, and they sing back to him
He waters them with tears, from the joy that they bring

He chokes on the fumes, as he pedals back home,
To sit down and smoke, in the chamber he's grown

He watched them grow, from seeds you know to purify his mind
To calm his nerves, he admired their curves and became intwined

/// Seamstress of Song ///

A shambolic twist of fate
The Narrowest escape
A sombre blinking eye
Mornfully denies
It seems I've been exposed
But girl I don't suppose
Darling won't you stay
And make it go away

The boy can't be wrong,
He only waits for the Seamstress of Song, so long

And go, to a place you once belonged
You've got to know, times drifting on
And all of the times that you thought it be true
That boy only waits girl he waits just for you

The deviant never sleeps
The miscreant always speaks
A Blinkered point of view
A list of things to do
We're running out of time
They're questioning my mind
Darling dare I say
Will it be ok

The boy can't be wrong,
He only waits for the Seamstress of Song, so long.

And go, to a place you once belonged
You've got to know, times drifting on
And all of the times that you thought it be true
That girl only waits boy she waits just for you


/// Melody in D ///

I'm afraid I cannot stay
For the dreamer of dreamers is dancing
To a tune of a better day
The sun beats down on festivities as we tip-toe back in time
To use and abuse old memories
When darling you were mine

Here we go again, this much is true
Tell me preacher what to do
Like a sympathy in purgatory
It's all becoming clear
I'm tantalised by melody
My apathy is here

/// The Golden Boot ///
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hpcg8x2CuGg

/// The Mirror ///
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ef7nBClOtko