The sixth in my series based on Goldfrapp's Felt Mountain (which you can listen to here): Felt Mountain (listen). For Felt Mountain's Felt Mountain, I have drawn a felt mountain, which symbolises a felt mountain.

The fifth (four years in and now half-way through!) in my series based on Goldfrapp's Felt Mountain (which you can listen to here): the nearly inscrutable, but now totally scruted by me, Deer Stop (listen). Lyrics: And I long to go Lest started he Shoot your stars Here like a stone Don't you come Deer stop bottle in a shell Shoot your thousand stars over me Shoot a star Shoot a star To be Love to come home You've arrested me now Say my name Whisper it down every time I am deliciously wired I am falling in a cloud Shoot your thousand stars over Shoot your thousand stars so free Say my name Whisper it

Even 400-ton battledroids need a little lovin' every now and again.

Their city just kept getting bigger and bigger—and there was only one solution: bigger people.

The forth in my series based on Goldfrapp's Felt Mountain (which you can listen to here): Pilots (listen) . Lyrics: Armoured cars sail the sky They're pink at dawn If I lived forever you just wouldn't be so beautiful As the sun When it shines All over the world We're pilots watching the stars The world pre-occupied We're pilots watching the stars Who do you think we are ? Ice and clouds Shimmer outside Rain just falls At magic hour It's just the sound Of you and me Time twitching Murmurs of our friendly machine

The third in my series based on Goldfrapp's Felt Mountain (which you can listen to here): Human (listen) . Lyrics: They fall From your mouth Propelled by your belly And your tongue I shiver when you shake And fold into jelly I think I loved you more than me Are you human Or a dud Are you human Or d'you make it up My baby cherry slipped Pass me through your fingertips Throw me down like an old rag I'm not standing Don't look back Are you human Or d'you make it up They went searching For your body They went looking; but there's nobody Who smells like you Who looks like you Your not human... too

After a 3 year break, I've finally got around to the second in my series based on Goldfrapp's Felt Mountain (which you can listen to here): the rather mysterious Paper Bag (listen) . Lyrics: No time to fuck But you like the rush And where would we Be without sums Deals we make Brown paper bag makes for a hat When it rains on Your head mate Cheers for that When the world stops for snow When you laugh I'm inside Your mouth Sucking the sun Baboons and birds With the weight of you dear I forgot

The weekly Grand Paper Plane Championship always went ahead, regardless of rain, hail, snow, or whatever the hell that stuff is.

In a small universe, wear a big hat.

This is the first in a series of drawings inspired by Goldfrapp's Felt Mountain. Track No. 1, Lovely Head.