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Out Of Mind is Hats Off Gentlemen It's Adequate's fourth album.

The album consists of twelve tracks inspired by memory, from a variety of perspectives, from the role of memory in defining identity, to historical remembrance and dementia.

The album was written and performed by Malcolm Galloway, Mark Gatland, and Kathryn Thomas.

Album concept Malcolm Galloway and Mark Gatland.


Reviews -

"I really like this very much indeed" The Prog Mill (on Lidice)

"You are going to love this album. It really is very good" The Prog Mill (On Lidice)

"A lot of people are really raving about this album and quite rightly so - it's very, very good indeed. Fantastic stuff." Progzilla Radio

"Hats Off Gentlemen It's Adequate lives in a realm of the prog garden few enter; Malcolm is truly an independent writer and thinker. I do, however, pick up aromatics of early Pink Floyd as the song floats through time and mood changes. With HOGIA there tends to be consistent clouds, but the silver lining is always nestled safely inside...

There is a brilliance to this piece you need to hear to fully comprehend ... the wonder and awe is matched only by the calming beauty you have just discovered. "Out Of Mind" has brought the music of HOGIA to a new level as Malcolm, Mark, and Kathryn each strut their progressive stuff...and the prog garden flourishes in the glow." - The Closet Concert Arena

Valley FM (Australia) Album Of The Week Award

"Amazing music. Beautiful." - Music Unframed

"One of my favourite bands from the last couple of years. A really, really good band. Really, really great music." House Of Prog

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released October 7, 2018

Written and performed by Malcolm Galloway, Mark Gatland and Kathryn Thomas
Lyrics by Malcolm Galloway, with assistance from Ethan Galloway
Produced by Malcolm Galloway
Co-produced by Mark Gatland
Art by Mike Winklemann

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Hats Off Gentlemen It's Adequate are Malcolm Galloway and Mark Gatland on their own or with Kathryn Thomas (flute).

They combine prog/alt-rock, funk, metal, ambient, contemporary classical, minimalist, and electronica elements, and often explore scientific themes.

Hard Rock Hell magazine -unlikely stars who stole the show’

Recommended by Steve Hackett

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Track Name: Coming Back
So I walked and I walked past where the houses stop
But the road still carries on
I left behind the average town
The cradle where I was born
Past foreground split from broken machinery
Background paste of identical scenery
And now am I supposed to believe I’m outside?

I don’t remember the last time that I got this far from home
50 plates from 50 states
In this transition zone
I remember things that shouldn’t exist
The details that show the lie
And now am I supposed to believe I’m outside?

The absent step, the missing cord
The slips of paper, the magazine hoard
Leaks in reality, poking through the holes
I think I forgot, to forget what I’m supposed to

The silence spreads, the structure dissolve
The skeleton bus, the bouncing scarecrows
Time stands still, on a strip of paper
I’m scared it might be coming back to me

I'm told I live in a golden age
The best to be alive
Not much to be scared of
If I could only forget about the satellites
The telephone book, unknown numbers
Another past, appears to haunt us
And now am I supposed to believe I’m outside?

I kept watch over you, for so many years
And even though I tried to forget
Deep down inside I knew
I crossed the squares, I crossed the lines
Couldn’t help but notice the clues
And now am I supposed to believe I’m outside?
Track Name: When I Was A Ship
When I was a ship, was one and many
Then I was blended, now lost and empty

When I was a ship, when I was divided
Still single minded, when I was guided

When I was a ship, I’d never been lonely
Now I’m empty, so empty

When I was a ship
When I was a weapon
When I wasn’t configured
To ask awkward questions
Before we saw what we couldn’t explore
The hole in myself that I’d learned to ignore

When I was a sword
When I was reliable
When I was the hand
Then I was pliable
When I gave force to imperial words
The wasteland peace on distant worlds

When I took slaves
When I took lives
Barbarians welcomed into my hive
Slates wiped clean
Myself uploaded
Bodies cleansed and memories hosted

I once was a justice
Now an ancillary
Jigsawed scattered
One piece left of me
Connected fragments
Discarded to order
Leaving one lonely aspect in solitary

When I was a weapon
When I was a servant
When I was whole and unable to notice
The absence of anger
The absence of shame
That I was designed as a warrior slave

When I was an asset
I think I remember
The communal song
Of curious pleasure
The many mouths
The single phrase
Compounded eyes
And reflected gaze

I am the last
I am my remains
All of my others
Dissolved in the flames
The lonely part
The cognitive fog
The missing connections
The floating cog

I was the vessel
I am the drop
I was the vassal
I am the stop
Weakened residual
Meaning-stripped rituals
Defying my program
Or one of my programmers
I was told to obey
But the orders conflicted
I look at myself
But the view is restricted
My master is fighting
At war with herself
I was caught in the crossfire
And left one fragment of self
Track Name: De Humani Corporis Fabrica
De Humani Corporis Fabrica
Open your eyes, open your eyes
De Humani Corporis Fabrica,
Open your eyes, see for yourself
Track Name: Stand Up
You tell me this never happened
I was there I heard the voices
We’re supposed to pretend to forget, but refuse to disappear
A repeated lie becomes history, search your mind to find a true memory
Memory solves the prisoners dilemma
Forgiveness tames the world

Liars accuse, fake news, fake camouflage, throw enough till it sticks
Though it stinks, it’s all a game for someone like you
Smear and shame, play the blame game
Fan the flames, higher and higher
This is their kind of fire, and it will burn us all down

When we forget about history, when we hide behind lies
When resistance is necessary, stand up stand up, stand up
When we airbrush our memories, when we staple our smiles
When forgiveness is necessary, stand up.

When they painted us as traitors, I almost let myself down
Surrender tempting, simple end, outsource morality
Losing track of what I’m meant to forget, post-truth,
Rationality post-hoc
Poster boys deployed with their cheat-sheets,
Hotshot faces, scripted gravity

When no-one stands, till someone else stands
We’re all complicit, one day stand fast, stand first
Set the precedent
There’s a future still unwritten, no destiny only choice
The world is ours for the making, breaking open the shell, and unlock the voice
Track Name: I Miss The Stars
I miss the stars
I miss the company
I forget when they ran out
I forget the stars
I forget what they were
Lost what they became and what they new

I wish that there was someone here
Another mind
Another life
Another device
I miss the stars
Track Name: Losing Myself
I'm losing myself
I'm losing myself
Drip by drop
Where have all the words gone

I'm losing myself
I'm losing myelf
I'm sorry
I don't remember
I'm sorry...

I'm losing
Where have all the _ gone
I don't remember
Track Name: The Electric Ant
They said they didn’t deal with my kind
I just needed a tune-up, a quick job
But not to come here, as it upsets the people
It was really quite embarrassing
They said, had nobody told, had nobody mentioned that you’re an electric ant?
Well, er, no

They opened up my chest
Unclogged the reel
Tape back on the pinion
Oil topped on the wheels

I saw myself, punched on the tape
Everything I love and hate
My world, my past
All defined, by holes in a line

They opened up my chest
Unclogged the reel
Tape back on the pinion
Oil topped on the wheels
I saw myself, punched on the tape
Everything I love and hate
My world, my past
All defined, by holes in a line

I unfold the tape
Onto the shelf
A one dimensional map
That creates myself
Everything I am
And all that I can be
Anamnesia
I remember everything

I watch myself unwind
Spools spilling on the floor
A one dimensional map
That creates my world
Everything that was
Anything that could be
I’m the electric ant

I unfold the tape
Onto the shelf
A one dimensional map
That creates myself
Everything I am
And All that I can be
Anamesia
I remember everything

I watch myself unwind
Spools spilling on the floor
A one dimensional map
That creates my world
Everything that was
anything that could be
the electric ant I remember everything
Track Name: Lidice
They wanted you to disappear
From history
From memory
Wiped away
You mustn’t be forgotten
You mustn’t be forgotten

The lamplight
Rising from the coalface
Shines across the ocean
Light for the forgotten
One village to another
Our brothers underground
We heard you cry
Never forget, remember Lidice

We weren’t there with you
When you died
But we now stand, side by side
Remember Lidice

They wanted you to disappear
from history, from memory,
Never forget

The lamplight
Rising from the coalface
Shines across the ocean
Light for the forgotten
One village to another
Our brothers underground
We heard you cry, never forget
Remember Lidice

We weren’t there with you
When you died
But we now stand, side by side
Remember Lidice

They wanted you to disappear, from history, from memory
And they failed
Remember Lidice, remember Lidice, never forget

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