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Tour Dates -

21st June - The Haunt, BRIGHTON

6th July - Barn on the Farm Festival, GLOUCESTERSHIRE

11th July - Festibelly, LYMINGTON

16th July - Red Room, NOTTINGHAM

17th July - Broadcast, GLASGOW

18th July - Cockpit 3, LEEDS

22nd July - The Cookie Jar, LEICESTER

23rd July - Oakford Social Club, READING

24th July - 60 Million Postcards, BOURNEMOUTH

25th July - Birdcage, BRISTOL

26th July - The Sunflower Lounge, BIRMINGHAM

29th July - The Castle, MANCHESTER

2nd August - Farm Festival, BRUTON

Phoria - Red

Directed by Trewin Howard, Edited by Jeb Hardwick and Thom Novi

From the EP 'Bloodworks' - out now.

UK - https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/bloodworks-ep/id627547816

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bloodworks/dp/B00C3E1Q04/

Rest of the world - https://itunes.apple.com/album/bloodworks-ep/id643932995

http://www.amazon.com/Bloodworks/dp/B00CNDJJ0E

To purchase a physical copy of Bloodworks please visit the online shop - http://phoriamusic.com/p_store.html

www.phoriamusic.com

www.facebook.com/phoriamusic

www.jebhardwick.com

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Cast -

Olwen Kelly

Gabriel Leon Wulff

Crew -

Camera - Thom Novi

Additional camera - Ruben Woodin Dechamps and Jeb Hardwick

Gaffer - Dean Higgins

Make-up - Cornelia Page

Costume design - Lizzie George

Production manager - Ciara Nolan

Assistants - Joe James, Tim Douglas, Hana Munroe and Ed Sanderson

A Novi Films Production

Lyrics -

If you hadn't asked

Leave my answer the same

Leo's mine

If you hadn't asked her

Staining my whole tongue red

It's you I ask now

Stirring my indulgent sentiment

Don't, don't, fall,

You so might as well

Be un-done

Lay low

You're staining my whole tongue red

Dying all my colours red

How'd you get this out, she said you won't

Fallen far a clear mile

Bound for all the sun to spoil

If you hadn't asked

Made the stuff

Made it so fine

Leo's mine

If you hadn't asked her

Staining my whole tongue red

It's you I ask now

Stirring my indulgent sentiment

Don't, don't, stare

You so might as well

Be un-done

Lay low

You're staining my whole tongue red

Dying all my colours red

How'd you get this out, she said you won't

Fallen far a clear mile

Bound for all the sun to spoil