We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Gallery

by Pocket Lint

supported by
Kiffie (Fan)
Kiffie (Fan) thumbnail
Kiffie (Fan) Pocket Lint is a true artist. All his music conjures images and ideas, senses and figments. This album is no exception.
Esther
Esther thumbnail
Esther Beautiful melody. Loop-worthy Favorite track: Motorboot.
/
  • Listening Party

     
    Come and join me for the 1 year anniversary of Gallery. We will take about the recording, the inspiration behind each song, and I would love to hear your thoughts on the different tracks.
    See you there!
    love mark

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    In lovely gatefold sleeve cardboard sleeve.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Gallery via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days

      £10 GBP or more 

     

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £8 GBP  or more

     

  • Poster/Print

    Here is a lovely A3 poster with the album artwork and the pocket lint 'stranger' logo.
    ships out within 3 days
    edition of 10  9 remaining

      £5 GBP or more 

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 10 Pocket Lint releases available on Bandcamp and save 25%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of C.3.3., Gallery, Pebbles, A Grey Opaque, E.P. Four, Themes for Silcaville, E.P. Three, E.P. TWO, and 2 more. , and , .

    Purchasable with gift card

      £33.75 GBP or more (25% OFF)

     

1.
Atrium 01:11
Have your tickets ready please Enjoy the exhibition
2.
Motorboot 02:40
Infinite blue, Infinite blue The water, shone like silver, The spray was a veil The boat it skipped so gently The sun it did not fail. Blue, blue, infinite blue Seconds tick, shutters click Like silver, shone the water The air crystal cool The water seems to call Blue blue blue blue blue infinite blue Seconds tick, shutters click Blue, blue, infinite blue Seconds tick, shutters click
3.
Die Dame 03:20
Let's go, ditch the Renault Dancing, drinking tonight Decadence, is an experience Towning and gowning tonight Drinking crisp Frascati, In a green Bugatti Dancing and drinking tonight. Modernist perfection, a tragic celebration Driving, contriving tonight Our edifice is our artifice Building new cities tonight
4.
At first there is nothing Then there is a profound nothingness After that, a blue profundity I did not like the nothing and it is thus that I met the empty the deep empty with the depth of the blues It was then, that I remembered the colour blue I had left the visible, physical blue at the door The real blue was inside I have devoted myself to blue.
5.
A thousand twirling Canvas coloured Domes deflecting Spheres falling Dripping slowly Running quickly Meeting forming Puddles on the ground The rain comes down, forming rivers on the ground The rain plays drums on my heart A million moments Lost in wonder Gazing surely Spheres forming Lenses misted Worlds encompassed Behind mirrors Silent tears make no sound The rain comes down, forming rivers on the ground The rain plays drums on my heart My tears run down joining puddles on the ground My tears play drums on my heart The rain comes down, forming rivers on the ground The rain plays drums on my heart.
6.
Lentils 01:07
7.
Automat 02:39
The bitter dregs of my last cup of coffee remind me its dawn outside Counting the coins in my pocket right now in my head Counting the times we have lain and have lied in your bed My fingers fold tiny scraps of paper making birds to fly away I line them up to be an audience and wait for them to come alive Tasting the scent on my lips from the things I have said Counting these coins and yet hearing clocks ticking instead It's a dark dark night but sunrise is coming soon It's a dark cold night but sunrise is coming soon.
8.
Girl descending Girl on the stairs Nude offending Viewers ensnared Apollo ascending Passes girl on the stairs Chance depending On the fate of gold Nude descending Didn't I see you (didn't I see you) At the gallery party (at the gallery party) Didn't you tell me (didn't you tell me) What I thought of you Didn't you see me (didn't I see you) At the gallery party (at the gallery party) Didn't I tell (didn't I tell you) What you thought of me Girl descending Girl on the stairs Nude offending Viewers ensnared Girl offending Nude on the stairs Nude descending Girl on the stairs Girl descending Girl descends
9.
10.
We're both drowning, we're both drowning I have been a creature of the Night time comes and dreams unravelled Dance enslaved to memories of the Fallen souls whose shadows visit We're both drowning, we're both drowning Yellowed pages tell me of my Sallow eyes stare back from mirror Life to lived for frail existence Glass which tries to teach me duty We're both drowning, we're both drowning Are you certain? Yes, we're drowning now Wir tanzen und wir spirallen Zusammen bis zur Erde What a piece of work is man Kind words ring hollow and empty Body fights to hold together Hallways hear the manic footsteps I have been a creature of the Night time comes and dreams unravelled Dance enslaved to memories of the Fallen souls whose shadows visit We're both drowning, we're both drowning Are you certain? Yes, we're drowning Now We're both drowning now We go on together Now our story is not over Can you listen to our memories Falling from the yellowed pages calling.
11.
Dust Motes 04:56
Falling Twisting Perning Dancing Drifting Floating Turning Tumbling Falling Floating Tumbling Twisting Turning Perning Drifting Dancing Floating Dancing Tumbling Falling Perning Drifting Turning Falling These walls, these walls close in The grey permeates my skin My blood is become paint These walls, these walls close in This grey permeates my skin My blood is become paint These walls, these walls close in My grey penetrates my skin These walls, these walls close in My grey penetrates my skin These walls, these walls close in.
12.

about

This album is an attempt to build an aural gallery. Each song is either an attempt to represent the work of art or is directly inspired by one.
Enjoy the exhibition

Some review quotes:

"You can almost imagine a track like Motorboot being performed by Marc and the Mambas" Neil Mason Moonbuilding Magazine

"an album that sees Mark cover a lot of ground and demonstrate his inventiveness as an artist happy to mix his poppier, more retro songwriting instincts with the desire to be experimental and contemporary too." Neil Trust-the-doc.

"The songs on Gallery are inspired by works of art, lovingly translated into goth-tinged indie pop" Bandcamp New and Notable

"You can’t put it into one genre, it is many genres fused into a sound that is complex, distinctive and very appealing. I don’t think you can class this an album per say…it is an experience…and a very enjoyable one at that." Daffs Go-1let-It-Out

"Take some 80s New Wave, throw in some artistic flair & intelligence & you have this." 122 Music Management

credits

released April 7, 2023

All music written, mixed and recorded by Pocket Lint (M Heffernan)
Sophie Mahon guest vocals on Die Dame.
Mastered by Pete Maher at Pete Maher Mastering
Cover art by Pocket Lint
Thanks as always to Tim for advice and support

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Pocket Lint London, UK

Solo artist, guitars, synths and pianos. Genre nomad. Concept driven noir pop
My songs are scattered with found sounds. I call them aural bon-bons.

Enjoy!

contact / help

Contact Pocket Lint

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

Pocket Lint recommends:

If you like Pocket Lint, you may also like: