Imber & Tyneham

from by Way Through



Imber & Tyneham

Lonely Imber, lost now on chalk downs,
Seven miles from any town, out of bounds.
A village assault like the beating of wings,
Tries to suppress building eighteen.
Corrugated rooftops,
Unexploded debris.

Halted firing.
Harvest waiting.
Bells are ringing.

First they took the young men,
Then came back for Tyneham and its visitor parking.
Keep out and keep men free,
From forgotten fields, shell damaged homes.
A council house on Tyneham close,
A locked phonebox in a wooded fold.

"In comes I, the soldier man.
Don't you see the cap in my hand?"

Halted firing.
Harvest waiting.
Bells are ringing.


from CLAPPER IS STILL, released November 11, 2013



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Way Through London, UK

WAY THROUGH are Claire Titley and Christopher Tipton, a pastoral punk duo originally from Shropshire, now residing in London. Informed by the field as much as the flyover, Way Through write songs which phase out with guitar, tapes, damaged drums and vocals. Using wrong-footed repetition, rapid interplay and free-looping happenstance the band create a ragged yet intuitive tapestry of sound. ... more

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