Little Painful

by Mat Caron

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Written in late winter, 2016.

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released April 1, 2016

All songs written, performed and recorded by Mat Caron.

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Mat Caron UK

My name is Matthew Caron and I have been releasing music since 2008. I live in Cambridge, England. I will be releasing a record called "Nothing Is Painful Nobody Is Listening" in August of this year.

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Track Name: Just A Small Piece Of You
I don't care what anyone thinks. I just need time to myself to think. Speak your mind and project all the things inside that little head of yours. Shake a hand, name a name. Sing aloud if you remember that name. Holding crowds makes a young man think. Just a small piece of you (...)
Track Name: Words Of Encouragement
I speak to you late at night when we're both new. Words of encouragement flow from me, flow from you. Seems they still do, somehow, connected to you. Don't think I sound too sober. Just took that town off like a coat because it's warming up. Won't throw shades over my eyes. 'Post' is playing in the background, here they come - words of encouragement, flow from places in my mind. I am still there, somehow I have remained with the boys all around me and we're all singing songs and Voodoo's playing on the ground and there's heavy, thick smoke and the neighbors ain't complained because it's Saturday night but we'd rather be together just doing our thing and making shit up and throwing shit around, just being ourselves in a short calm world, just a 12x12 and an ashtray and some cards and I need to go to the store but we're all too stoned so we parade down the hill, end up down at the bar, maybe see some new friends, maybe, make an enemy and we're spilling our drinks and Ash just walked through the door and we're skipping our steps down the bottom of the town and we're shaking our tails: it was a young man's game.