The Rotary Fifth evolved following an introduction through an old friend between Mark Kyriacou (Loka) (Producer/Musician) and Michelle Bee (Singer/Songwriter). Realising an instant musical connection, they started to share ideas back and forth.
The music currently available to preview is their forthcoming EP Automata - a rich and expansive debut that explores human reactions to the inhumane, the processing of pain, musings on love, warmth and connection.
This is experimental pop which fizzles, reverberates and surprises. The Rotary Fifth happily marry elements of jazz, psychedelia and pop into a kaleidoscopic visual dream world full of vibrant colour and emotional honesty.
Drawing on diverse influences such as Can, Leonard Cohen, Stereolab, Serge Gainsbourg, Broadcast, Massive Attack, Talking Heads, Brian Wilson, Mad Curry, Alice Coltrane and Herbie Hancock, The Rotary Fifth carve out a space all of their own.
The project also includes drums/percussion from Loka’s original drummer and co-founder Eamon Ellams, Loka’s Tom Sumnall on bass and guitar duties are provided by Jonathan Copley. Their debut EP 'Automata' is in the process of being completed with the mastering genius of PK Chown. Release is set for 20 February 2020. Delta Function Records.
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Take Your Aim
Take your aim, play the game, what's the same, in your name
Nowhere to go
They go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and
Whether the Weather
Watching the words that came out of my mouth like a storm
These are the things that I fix in stained glass to conform
Cycles that spin and repeat
in spirograph form
Patterns remind me of echoes in
sand I have drawn
I wonder whether the weather will change and brightness will come
I wonder whether the weather will change the cycle will go
Chasing mice, racing fingers
Don't think twice, coz everything lingers
This red sky will burn our eyes out
So open now to see the true light
Everyone is the sun is the sun is the sun is the sun
Everyone is the sun is the sun is the sun, everyone is the sun
Towers of truth, crumble to dust
White heat burns, hot metal to rust
An open heart will bleed itself out
So close it now to feel the real love
Everyone is the sun.........