Health Hour

by Beerjacket

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1.
Twitch 03:24
I’m wound tight, emotional Pent-up like a cannonball Hostile ghosts are born in me A composer of malady And I’ve found light in darkened rooms Blackened the air in abandoned tombs Fragile happiness can’t breathe When I open my mouth to set it free And I Just Twitch when all my sparks Go racing through me Oh I was born sorry Bored sorry I Just Twitch when all my sparks Go racing through me Oh I was born bored. But I will try to fight myself Black eyes worn like prize medals Futile acts of my caprice A bulldozer in the nursery. When I set the coiled spring loose I shake like a slackened tooth And I am rotten to the root then I suddenly come to And I start running from the truth Until I am begging for forgiveness.
2.
Window you are cruel You show me nothing new The air is turning blue Nightmares have all come true I’m haunted by the past I drink from a broken glass And swallow every shard I’m falling on my sword Like it’s an apathy reward, Oh, I’m choking on my cord Oh, I’m falling on my sword Like it’s an apathy reward. Limbo is my new home Where nothing changes, nothing grows If nothing changes, nothing goes So I don’t have to mourn I’m taunted by regrets Head overrun with rats I deal myself the lowest card. I’m falling on my sword Like it’s an apathy reward Oh, I’m choking on my cord Oh, I’m falling on my sword Help me reconnect the dots inside my brain Help me get reborn Help me reconnect the dots inside my brain.
3.
Younger 03:16
Once when we were older We could let our bodies waste Torn knee and burning shoulder Every tooth in our heads replaced Now we’re younger, we have changed Now we’re younger, we have changed The same in all but name. Twice when we were slower Time paused to let us past Born so fast it made us sober Centuries blown in molten glass Now we’re younger, we have changed Now we’re younger, we have changed The same in all but name. Stop running Stop running The clock can’t catch us Start breathing Start breathing My watch runs slow So run slow.
4.
Hell Miner 02:56
There is too much risk in fun The highlight has got too heavy You are drinking to be distant Your faith has been plagiarised When the monster knocks It’s time to lose your key Don’t budge to let him in Before you know it You’ll never be free. You’ve just baked a cake of chaos It’s healthy to be average But you are a monarch at your own insistence There’s a bullet for your birthday When the monster knocks It’s time to lose your key Don’t budge to let him in Before you know it You’ll never be free. Find your inspiration in ruin Before the violence turns your heels While the man is mining hell The baby is free. When the monster knocks It’s time to lose your key Don’t budge to let him in Before you know it You’ll never be free. Find your inspiration in ruin Before the violence turns your heels While the man is mining hell The baby is free.
5.
Electric 03:09
With a fizz of life My head explodes I go crashing through the ceiling So sorry I’m hysterical I never can control my feelings There’s a current in my bloodstream And I can’t stop myself bleeding So I drown in electricity While pretending that I’m swimming. And I get overpowered It leaves me like a coward It’s too hard to explain The storm in my brain The storm in my brain Soon after comes an outage I’m flat and there is nothing So sorry on a loop again A numbing repetition I’ve burnt out all the fuses With my endless overheating Please help me lose the battle That always ends up self-defeating I get overpowered It leaves me like a coward It’s too hard to explain The storm in my brain The storm in my brain I get overpowered It leaves me like a coward It’s too hard to explain The storm in my brain The storm in my brain Calm the storm in my brain The storm in my brain.
6.
Carry On 02:55
Make a crack in the ceiling As a home for all bad feeling We can bury all our badness there for good There is an us beyond the being It’s a hymn we can believe in Though we birth uncertainty in every breath. Carry on though it’s all going wrong It can’t for long Carry on through all that’s going or gone Though we’re not strong It can’t be long. There’s no life free of weeping Every heart is somehow grieving But for now while we’re still breathing, blood must flow There’s an I if you let it But the healthy mind forgets it Slow the moments down to watch them before they go. Though we’re not strong We’ll carry on.
7.
Soak 03:17
The museum drowned after closing time A self-destructive history You can’t fool yourself or anybody else You can’t fool yourself for anybody else With your wealth of ghosts and burning boats You’re a wreck of ruined royalty You can’t change yourself or anybody else You can’t change yourself for anybody else You just soak in your misery While you’re choking on tragedy You’re just so good at self-injury You’ve lost track of the time of your life A liquid man dissolves his plans A shelf of bottled ships lost at sea You can’t love yourself or anybody else You can’t love yourself for anybody else You just soak in your misery While you’re choking on tragedy You’re just so good at self-injury You’ve lost track of the time of your life Do you know or don’t you care? Are you even really there? Is there something you forgot? How did you turn out so wrong? You just soak in your misery While you’re choking on tragedy You’re just so good at self-injury You’ve lost track of the time of your life.
8.
Pace 02:48
In the morning when I wake I can never shake these nightmares They surround me The day never breaks My adult act is fake I’m just pretending. I’m not keeping pace with the world I'm soft and it's too hard to race the world I’m not keeping pace with the world I need a new face for the world Sometimes my body shakes Attacked by earthquakes My brain is the enemy Born to be a baby Growing up could save me From my enemy Wait for me I’ll make up the time Maybe I’ll cross the line And take bronze prize.
9.
Topple 02:59
With a weight in hand So great that I can’t stand I fold like a paper man When the wind blows Oh gravity You make a clown of me Pain raining down on me Until I’m on the floor. Time is a cruel hammer You won’t see it coming till it’s brought you down Your rage becomes a stammer All your old hopes shake their heads as you topple to the ground. Let crooked pictures hang Don’t try to straighten them Don’t let frustration win When the fuse goes Oh catastrophe You’ve made a friend of me Nursing and tending me When I hit the floor. Life is an old ladder It can’t hold you long before it brings you down Your weight will make it shatter All your old ropes break their necks as you topple to the ground. Leave your own front door You and yourself are eternally at war Believe you deserve more You and yourself have so much worth fighting for.

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This is not the new Beerjacket album anyone was expecting in 2020. A studio album was scheduled for July with string arrangements from Cairn String Quartet following a sold-out show at Celtic Connections in January. With the world more or less at a standstill, this would be postponed for the foreseeable future. So what next?

Health Hour was written and produced entirely alone at home during lockdown from March until July. Album opener, Twitch, recalls the raw honesty of Frightened Rabbit with the added flavour of My Bloody Valentine in its undertow of whirring, silvery electric guitars. There is a beautiful flow throughout Health Hour, the harmonies and rich textures of mellotron strings on Apathy Reward leading into the pulsing first single Younger with its picked bass notes, percussive mandolin and Johnny Marr-esque guitar.

Despite the spontaneity of its creation, Health Hour has an exciting clarity and a solidity of structure that makes it hard to believe it all happened as if by accident.

“No matter how much music you listen to, you rarely stumble across a musical approach that does not wear its influences on its sleeve. These songs speak in their own language.”
Kristin Hersh, Throwing Muses

“The melodies are so good. The new Elliott Smith.”
Matt Berninger, The National

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released October 2, 2020

All songs written, recorded and mixed March-July 2020 by Peter Kelly.

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Beerjacket Glasgow

Beerjacket is Scottish singer/songwriter, Peter Kelly, who has opened for The National, St Vincent, Kristin Hersh & Frightened Rabbit.

In 2018, Scottish Fiction released album/book of songs & short stories, Silver Cords, leading to an appearance at Edinburgh International Book Festival, a sold-out show with Cairn String Quartet at Celtic Connections, & radio play from BBC Radio 6 Music and KEXP.
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