Slam the Brakes On

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Slam the Brakes On

Released: 18.02.2015

Songs

  1. True Romance   3:03
  2. Voicemail   3:02
  3. No Strings Attached   3:40
  4. Hit & Run   3:25

Credits

All songs written by Albert Man
Produced by Neil Athale and Albert Man
Mixed by Richard Woodcraft
Mastered by Jens Dreesen at Skyline Tonfabrik
Cover design and Artwork by Karolis Strautniekas
Albert Man logo by Matt Vergotis

Albert Man - piano, keyboards, lead and backing vocals
Neil Athale - acoustic guitar, lead guitar, bass
Alex Reeves - drums, percussion

©2015 Albert Man Music


Launch night – Video Showcase

The launch party for "Slam the Brakes On" took place on Wednesday 18th February 2015.
It was held at The Troubadour in Earls Court.

Launch party banner

Launch night – "Slam the Brakes On" live

All four songs from "Slam the Brakes On" performed by Albert Man & his Band, live from the Troubadour in London at the Launch Party on 18th February 2015.

True Romance – LIVE at the Troubadour

Voicemail – LIVE at the Troubadour

No Strings Attached – LIVE at the Troubadour

Hit & Run – LIVE at the Troubadour


Launch night – Special Guest, YouTube's "The Ukulele Teacher"

I'll See You In My Dreams featuring YouTube's "The Ukulele Teacher" – LIVE at the Troubadour


"Slam the Brakes On" EP Sampler

Preview the four songs from Albert Man's EP "Slam the Brakes On".


True Romance

Official Video

Directed, Edited and Produced by Albert Man
Recorded in December 2014
Featuring Albert Man & Manoja Wijewardene

Albert Man - keyboards, lead & backing vocals
Neil Athale - acoustic guitar, lead guitar, bass
Alex Reeves - drums, percussion

©2015 Albert Man Music

Photos from the shoot

Albert Man during the video shoot for True Romance
Manoja during the video shoot for True Romance

"True Romance" merchandise artwork

True Romance merchandise artwork - face
True Romance merchandise artwork - face
True Romance merchandise artwork - dice
True Romance merchandise artwork - tarot cards
True Romance merchandise artwork - tarot cards
True Romance merchandise artwork - tarot cards
True Romance merchandise artwork - scrabble
True Romance merchandise artwork - scrabble

Lyrics

True Romance

Smoking Marlboro Lights
Her brand of course
I need to break the ice
Before she goes
Through blood red lipstick blows
Smoke rings to my soul

And they say that love don’t last
But they just don’t understand
I need to make sure that I don’t ruin this chance

Before she leaves the bar alone you need to start believing
That she’s the only one, the only one so stop her leaving
Once she’s gone, she’s gone and then it’s open season
You just might kiss those lips before midnight

Courage comes at a price
Served neat, straight up
Or sometimes over ice
She sips her drink
And offers me a glance
This is True Romance

And they say that love don’t last
But they just don’t understand
I need to make sure that I don’t ruin this chance

Before she leaves the bar alone you need to start believing
That she’s the only one, the only one so stop her leaving
Once she’s gone, she’s gone and then it’s open season
You just might kiss those lips before midnight

Her five dollar shades reflecting light across the room
It’s getting late, no time to wait, you have to make your move soon
You say hi, you’re looking fine
She smiles and says “it’s about time”
This is True Romance
This is True Romance

Before she leaves the bar alone you need to start believing
That she’s the only one, the only one so stop her leaving
Once she’s gone, she’s gone and then it’s open season
You just might kiss those lips before midnight

You just might kiss those lips before midnight
You just might kiss those lips before midnight
You just might kiss those lips before midnight

Voicemail

She used to talk a lot, I didn’t mind though
I’d nod and sip a cappuccino
A never ending stream of consciousness
I'm gonna miss its gentle caress

The last time I heard her voice since it was stolen
Just 35 seconds passed this silence ain't golden
So quiet now i hear myself thinking
My phone ain't ringing
Waiting for the voicemail to kick in
It kills me a little more each and every time

“I don't love you no more” she says
Delivered like a bullet to the head
That sweet voice is all I have to ease the pain
‘Cause Nothing else remains

As operas go it's second to none
So many favourite parts to chose from
But when she says “it’s not you it’s me”
I think shes nails it so beautifully

The last time I heard her voice since it was stolen
Just 35 seconds passed this silence ain't golden
So quiet now i hear myself thinking
My phone ain't ringing
Waiting for the voicemail to kick in
It kills me a little more each and every time

“I don't love you no more” she says
Delivered like a bullet to the head
That sweet voice is all I have to ease the pain
‘Cause Nothing else remains

Now i have all the facts I don’t want her back
She's a freight train loose on the track
How can sounds so pleasing shape words that are so unappealing
And here was me believing, she’s so innocent
Not deceiving, all this time though cheating
With this other guy, she’s been seeing like forever
You gotta be kidding
And to think she was somebody I believed in

“I don't love you no more” she says
Delivered like a bullet to the head
That sweet voice is all I have to ease the pain
‘Cause Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains, nothing else, nothing

No Strings Attached

We’ve only been together four weeks
She comes and goes like heartbeats
When the phone rings we meet
A poison never tasted so sweet
We don’t speak
But I can’t help it if the floor creaks
Where did she get that nasty streak

She says no strings attached
She got her finger on the trigger
And no safety catch
Whoooah She says no strings attached
She really knows how to deliver
An itch you just can’t scratch
When the petrol bomb blasts, she lit the match
When I said I loved her I know now I really shouldn’t have done that

If she’s a queen, I’m a joker
A losing hand at poker
She don’t fix what’s broken
We’re lost at sea and she don’t swim in the ocean
We don’t speak
But I can’t help it if the floor creaks
Where did she get that nasty streak

She says no strings attached
She got her finger on the trigger
And no safety catch
Whoooah She says no strings attached
She really knows how to deliver
An itch you just can’t scratch
When the petrol bomb blasts, she lit the match
When I said I loved her I know now I really shouldn’t have done that

She hit like a fever
Got to sweat it out I got to leave her
Before the infection runs deeper

She says no strings attached
She got her finger on the trigger
And no safety catch
Whoooah She says no strings attached
She really knows how to deliver
An itch you just can’t scratch
When the petrol bomb blasts, she lit the match
When I said I loved her I know now I really shouldn’t have done that

Hit & Run

Number not recognised, let’s try that again
Number not recognised it’s the third attempt
Is that a 684 or a 401
I’ve tried every possible combination

Got so many numbers in my phone
But I’d trade them all in for the one that you wrote down
I didn’t see you coming, like a cannon ball
You tear through my thoughts, I don’t sleep at all

Baby you're a hit and run
You fled the scene and went back to where you came from
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on

I didn't catch your name it’s so absurd
No place for lipstick marks in this digital world
I’m paranoid you didn’t want me to know
But if you didn’t like me it didn’t show

Got so many numbers in my phone
But I’d trade them all in for the one that you wrote down
I didn’t see you coming, like a cannon ball
You tear through my thoughts, I don’t sleep at all

Baby you're a hit and run
You fled the scene and went back to where you came from
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on

Now I see your tramp stamp
Baby must have hand cramp
Giving your digits out
To every boy scout that you see, including me
Recovering slowly from the hurt
You put your gears into reverse
To finish the job I’m dead as dillinger
I thought I would have suited ya

Baby you're a hit and run
You fled the scene and went back to where you came from
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on

Baby you're a hit and run
Left for dead and sure I’m not the only one
You left devastation in your wake
Next time slam the brakes on


"Slam the Brakes On" merchandise artwork

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Slam the Brakes On merchandise artwork - car
Slam the Brakes On merchandise artwork - car

Press

Getintothis

Singles Club #103

Championing the finest new sounds since 2007, Getintothis features new music from Liverpool & beyond.
www.getintothis.co.uk

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