Wanderlust

by Jon Hunt

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1.
Electricity 05:44
Electricity Electricity's what I feel Won't you answer the phone my love I got nothing that isn't real I made the plans but life don't work that way They taught me how to run and sing and choose Then left me with an all-consuming bruise But it all worked out in the end I harnessed all the things that I needed Cutting the corners on those unpredictable bends My heart has started to thaw out All that drivel was unsupposed A waste of energy no doubt But everything is natural so they say I strung up on a line that worked my goal I kept all of the romance in my soul And I fattened up my heart and head I fed on all the things that I hated Reaping the sunshine that ignores the dying and dead Nothing that shapes the past should shape the future... Something different was what I wanted But I got lost in a fog somewhere Now I'm back and I'm all awry I hope you know what I'm telling you, my dear My conscience was a line that I'd dissolved I never wanted to be bruised and gold Just enough to be seen from above I found it was engraved on my headstone Magic's only caused by wonder, hope or love Nothing that shapes the past should shape the future... Words and music by jh 2009
2.
Lucy's Party 03:22
Lucy's Party Got an invitation to Lucy's Party The girl who was found on Bournemouth beach In 2004 I was captivated by her eyes and chest Now at last, the summit's in my reach Wrenching the door, it's not the one I remembered Sobering up with frozen fear I realised I was dreaming - the venue was all wrong The real event would not take place 'til much, much later on THEY AIRBRUSH YOU AND MAKE YOU GOLD YOU NEVER SMILE NOW YOU JUST POUT THEY MAKE YOU SLICK AND MAKE ME OLD YOU SOAK ME IN THE REALMS OF DOUBT The psychiatric ward smelled stale And my favourite view seemed pale In the sitting room I sat and smoked While my mind - it kept on racing Got an invitation to Lucy's Party There was so much bling and R&B I pulled a shotgun on a bouncer And all the liggers applauded me I turned around and changed my tack I flashed in front of Michelle Marsh Rugby-tackled to the ground A boot in the head I felt was incredibly harsh THEY AIRBRUSH YOU AND MAKE YOU GOLD YOU NEVER SMILE NOW YOU JUST POUT THEY MAKE YOU SLICK - 'MAKES ME FEEL OLD YOU SOAK ME IN THE REALMS OF DOUBT The look you gave me froze my heart If you ever hear this song, my love Give my regards to your boyfriend Words and music by jh 2010
3.
Pointless 05:28
Pointless The thunder ruptures the evening sky, and we feel the tower blocks sigh And if you delve deep into your mind, do you commit to what you find? Poring over contact mags she waves red flags at me Wraps me in strange auras of her sexuality Doled out like school dinners, when it wasn't what it was supposed to be We're always wanting better But we all breathe the same air so you know that it's... Pointless to drag yourself down Swimming the river in order to drown Pointless to pray for the past Or beg for the future - you won't make it last Come round the corner and you'll know that I'm right Yeah, and you'll know to sell your soul without a fight Is pretty pointless Brother's back with the vintage wines, sister sits and chops out the lines DJ gestures and turns up the beats, all obey - watch us empty our seats Slowing down I bought myself a new room for a day Speeding up I found myself a few more things to say, and they were all... Pointless etc... The cashier rings the amount in the till, and the only thing I feel's ill And as I'm gazing deep into your eyes, I know there's NOTHING there I recognise Acting out our fantasies, we're treading in the shallow water We're always wanting deeper But we all breathe the same air so you know that it's... Pointless etc... Words and music by jh 1996
4.
Fort Dunlop 06:44
(Instrumental) Music by jh & Claude Trejonis, Summer 2011
5.
Next Time 03:40
Next Time I cut the trees down I pulled the rope through I reached the summit and faded away Choke on my coffee Get lost in the music Wake in a haze from the previous day I took a train ride Arrived in earnest But something wasn't quite right in my head We disconnected Awkward and nervous We drank like retards and passed out instead Dilute my words and mix them up Cos they sound better that way Three hours and down, junction was closed My mind - it got blown away Forgive me darling, but it isn't my day..... It could've been so good, but it's gonna be better next time It could've been so good, ah but it's gonna be better next time It could've been so good, oh but it'll be better next time I paid for my imagination - and I got ripped off again So young and breathless A foreign country I was having a cynical time It's never perfect There's always something missing I told myself 'things improve down the line' Five hours and counting and I start I'm starting to see your style Stand round in circles while we queue We queue up in single file Forgive me darling, it just isn't my day..... It could've been so good, but it's gonna be better next time It could've been so good, ah but it's gonna be better next time It could've been so good, oh but it'll be better next time I paid for my imagination - and I got ripped off again Words and music by jh 2010
6.
London Road i) London Road It's just a road out of your town in the morning sun A beginning of a journey - a totem when you're young The old man sitting on the bench just past the roundabout Head full up with knowledge, longing, love and hope, and doubt But doubt did not exist for you in those days His eyes seemed full of stories drifting on the breeze As he checked his watch and glanced up towards the railway bridge The lines hissed and the diesel train it hammered east To a destination full of life and magic, war and peace And magic still existed back in those days... I cried for you, I envied you, I adored you... I remember coming in on the Great West Road The air and noise seemed so exotic Tube stations seemed like gateways to amazing worlds All strung-out and wide-eyed an obsession unfurled Cos magic still existed back in those days... I cried for you, I envied you, I adored you... It's only a name but it stays romantic For as long as you want it to... Words and music by jh 2010
7.
London Road ii) Colours To embrace it is to love it is to hate it Enjoying the adventures and the smiles To love until you're at one with the concrete While clinging on to dreams of hours and miles The occasional high is enough to get by And the smiles we get and give are multiplied a thousand times Cos humanity invented those little things The little things that make us smile And also how to take them all away again La na na na na na na... You're so slovenly with those ideas in your head Feel so dynamic when you're being misled As you're faced with all the wide open doorways You shrug off the fear and all of the crap you were fed Your feet aren't making tracks in the floor Your eyes aren't hiding what you adore The colours aren't the same anymore La na na na na na na... Temper, temper... Clawing your way through patience and grace The sun reflects the grin from your face As you crawl along your seedy red carpet You notice the halogens have already been fixed into place Your feet are making tracks in the floor Your eyes are hiding what you adore The colours aren't as bright as before La na na na na na na... Humanity gave us those little things Those little things that make us smile And how to take them all away again Words and music by jh 2010
8.
London Road iii) Backyard Sermon The lines on your face are more pronounced There's a touch of resignation in your eyes Can't seem to change the trajectory That's been gradually cemented over the years There're hints at your once-youthful beauty But you can't return, can't relive a thing Begging for the past, begging for the past But you'll be begging for this in the future A mess of a mindset... 'Too much honesty will fuck you up' So prepare to remain unfulfilled Conditioned not to give all of yourself And wonder why you remain so unhappy A mess of a mindset... Just a Simon & Garfunkel's 'Old Friends' scenario to look forward to With the added irritation of feral local youths Words and music by jh 2011
9.
London Road iv) Take Me Back Stick to your faith like glue Embrace your contradictions I'm flesh and blood like you We're givers, takers, killers Like the Station-Masters' cat But now the line's become disused And there's nothing to look out for The reeds sprout in the ballast And entwine the rusting tracks The place becomes a vessel To rekindle all the memories That become hazy and unreliable As the months pass by Well, won't you come and take me back... The dice are there, I always have a throw Never had the guts to let go It's the journey, not the destination The people that you happen to find The coincidences that happen all the time The little things in the back of your mind Completely vindicated Completely vindicated with unfortunately no witnesses Words and music by jh 2010
10.
London Road v) There Is No Later Date Standing at the Serpentine, there is no later date I fucking knew it at the time - there is no later date Words and Music by jh 2010
11.
London Road vi) Gorgeous On The Periphery (The Lie Of All Lies) Morning sun Big hotels with carpeted floors TV on Afternoon tea served once more Looking down There's a language that I missed Like a beam Cutting through the smog and mist Smell the salts, it's gorgeous on the periphery Here right now It's meant to be wild and so fun Fire and end Always a pale imitation Hibernate, or vow to run away Disappear, try and erase today Go to sleep, it's gorgeous on the periphery Feeling right As the dull we all cave into one Bound and tight Limitless in our distraction Time speeds up And we drink another beer Shoots push through And we criticize and leer Uncurl your fist, it's gorgeous on the periphery Drink with me And I'll take you once again to the seaside Down the roads That the aimless will ride out their lives Hold my hand And I'll show you to the tracks Whose history Is a thing I can't take back Click your heels, it's gorgeous on the periphery The aimless live In the past and in their own distant future Take a look: There's no discipline or vigour in their blood Still seems right To smile and raise a glass Chink of light As we smile at this farce Drink up please, it's gorgeous on the periphery Longing adventure and mystery Welcome aboard Unfamiliar exciting Blank pages and open doors So banal The real can get so bland No crossed stars And we fail to understand Turn the wheel It's gorgeous on the periphery Pull on the rope You can see what has gone on before Once there was magic Now there is nothing at all Walk out now There's nothing left to draw Take the vow Like a self-effacing whore Drink the milk It's gorgeous on the periphery Selfish doubt Make some fucking effort you daft... Crowded out There's a life perched down there on the front Chew the bone And never let it drop Smash the 'phone Cos they all want you to stop Count me in (OUT), it's gorgeous (BULLSHIT) on the periphery Words and Music by jh 2009-2010
12.
London Road vii) Pareidolia (Instrumental) Music by jh 2011
13.
London Road viii) At The End Of The London Road I'll talk to you even though you can't reply From the murky Thames to the words behind my eyes Like love and laughter swirling 'neath the sky Your beauty and your resonance cannot die All the problems we've had together All the painful things in our past A beautiful ulcer cared for then abused Blank, but gaudy; raped and over-used I cried for you, I hated you, I adored you The smell of the sun on the woodshed And the clatter of the suburban trains The smell of the plants in the greenhouse And the feeling of release that you get when it rains The sounds of the sirens and the sounds of the sighs For all that you love and all you despise I cried for you, I hated you, I adored you From the gutter to the stars The restful to the wired The brand new and the old The weak and the bold I love you London town Words and Music by jh 2010
14.
Give It Up 03:44
Give It Up You sucked up the words You knew they were lies They did as much as a budget sticking plaster Cos the band let you down They sold out and fucked around Pale imitation, and a monetary disaster Why can't you tell? Why won't you just step up? You knew full well But you could not give them up You sucked up the words You knew they were lies So you gave him a bit more than the last time Yeah, and it worked like a sleeping pill You were content for a day or so, then Your phone stays silent and you're imagining his pastimes You won't admit You've got a losing hand You feel like shit Cos deep down you understand Wake up - open your eyes Give it up - erase the lies You sucked up the words A tear formed in your eye Such pomp and providence from a shiny brand new genuine guy Oh and we'd waited so long The president would have to deliver (wouldn't he?) The colour was a decoy - it was just the same old lies Shut up and let me go I've had enough of your pathetic show Of all the things that you pretend not to know To keep your life turning round (Though you don't need to tell me that bullshit can be easier sometimes) Wake up - open your eyes Give it up - erase the lies You sucked up the words but you knew they were LIES What a surprise Words and Music by jh 2009
15.
Angels 06:49
Angels I feel like I'm off school ill Everyone's gone to work The house and the streets are quiet in the morning sun The kids are at school or skiving Daytime TV's begun The rush has eased down and the learners start to run I get sent a picture message Of a girl who I'd have my way I talk to my friend on the net, but we've nothing to say The minutes and hours tick by And the warmth and the day will die I want to keep the sun in my heart, or at least try Sitting out in the garden A butterfly sits on a flower I lie on the grass in the sun for an hour and closing my eyes remember... All the irony, all the bullshit and all of the fear All the stress, all the crowds, all the dirt and the magic so near All the irony, all the bullshit and all of the fear All the stress, all the crowds, all the waiting, and all of the LOVE... Holding my hand as a pair There's nothing that I can't hear There's something that I can't bear And there's no-one that I call near I tried to get to grips with the angels, but they told me to go away... Words and Music by jh 2008-2009
16.
I'm Invincible He's burying his head in a pillow in a houseful of sand She's sulking gazing out of the window cos he don't understand And they wake up every morning and pretend they're alright And they're thinking bout the times that they weren't quite so uptight They oughta wave the white flag high So they'll never die... Just run down the road though it's pouring with rain Living for pleasure 'stead of working for pain And we won't plan the journey, we'll just get on the train And I'll meet you again at the rainbows' end Where you can crawl in my head and send me round the bend Too much time's been drilled into me, but I'm Invincible There's a pain that he's got in his gut every day of the week He knows why there's more cons than pros in his life But he finds he just can't speak to no-one Every day's another morning that he tries to get right And the weeks are getting shorter, his life slides out of sight He oughta wave the white flag high So he'll never die... I can't see any of you in me I met this girl from somewhere, where I just can't remember And I finally tried to break through her disguise one December We woke up in the morning and we knew we were wrong But we laughed and crossed our fingers, yeah we just carried on Yeah, we waved the white flag high Now we'll never die... Just run down the road though it's pouring with rain Living for pleasure 'stead of working for pain And we won't plan the journey, we'll just get on the train And I'll meet you again at the rainbows' end Why don't you climb in my bed and send me round the bend? Too much time's been drilled into me Too much time's been drilled into me Too much time's been drilled into me... ...but I'm Invincible Words and Music by jh 1996

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The second 'jh' album, released in December 2011.

Recorded in London between 2009 and 2011

All words and music by Jon Hunt except:

04: Music by Jon Hunt/Claude Trejonis

All instruments and vocals by Jon Hunt except:

Andy Adams - Drums on 03
Claude Trejonis - Drums on 04, 05, 14 & 16

Produced by Jon Hunt

Mastered by Andy Black

Cover photography by Jon Hunt

Wanderlust is dedicated to Michael Joseph Jackson:
'King of Pop' 1958-2009

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released December 5, 2011

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Jon Hunt London, UK

Jon Hunt is a solo artist from London, UK.

He writes, arranges, performs and mixes all his material himself, with the exception of some of the drums.

So far, he has released three albums (initially under the moniker 'jh'), plus a compilation 'Morning Sun' collecting some of his favourite tracks from the three.

Jon's Emergency Call EP was released in October 2019.

Next album coming in 2021..
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