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New Revolution (unfinished)

Another unfinished song, but with at least a passable verse. I liked the sound of the guitars, but the riff at the start sounds annoyingly like the Friends theme tune. I was aiming for something more like Beatles paperback writer I think.
My mate Kevin is singing the backing vocals with me.  Chris programmed the drums and Eric played bass (very Beatly at the end). Should have been one to finish and play with a live sound instead of just doing it at home, but I never loved the chorus or wrote any more than a first verse. The crackle at the start is deliberate and is a bit of a french radio station, but you can hardly hear any talking.

The recording is really bad in places because I mastered it to tape and then the tape got eaten by the machine – I had to pull it all out with a pencil and then played it into a CD.

We can make, a new revolution
We can take, a sound for life
We can fake, our own constitution
We can love the mad intrusion outside

Don’t you ever want to be ignored
If you can’t take everything I know as true
Don’t you ever want me back I know you’ll understand
If you don’t I’ll never be there again

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Say What You’re Running For

Unusually a completed song. This one had me dragging out my dads BBC sound effects again, but instead of train sounds I went for rain.

The ice blades are falling down, seasons turning again
You can see the morning through the rain
The snow line is melting down, through the rivers away
You can see the colours move away

Oh oh don’t be surprised, say what you’re running for
Oh oh don’t be surprised, say what you’re running for
Don’t be afraid no more, what are you running for

Oh oh don’t be surprised, say what you’re running for
Oh oh don’t be surprised, say what you’re running for
Don’t be afraid no more, what are you running for


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Always Someone There

Another unfinished snippet of a song, but at least this one has some words.

I liked the tune to this and had good fun doing the harmonies – My mate Eric played bass on one of his visits from Australia.

When you think at times, your always by yourself
There’s always someone there
Someone who cares enough for you
Someone who cares enough for you

Someone who wants to take care good care of you


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The Queen and her Lover Dance On

This is probably the most arranged and polished thing I’ve ever recorded. Done at my mate Bobs house I unusually completed the entire song first before going anywhere near the recording equipment. So I had all of the words and chords. We programmed the drum machine and actually took care to have some syncopation in it. All done on my PC with guitars, one synth, tambourines and hand claps.

This wasn’t long after getting my Yamaha 1080 so all of the string and horn sounds were novel toys to play with. Because I liked the strings in the song I wrote the little peace at the start to try to make it sound like a string band imagining them playing in one of those old English park band stands. The King and Queen are fanciful and I always imagined this song as sort of a back drop to an animation.

Listen out for the hand claps and harmonica, as Bob and I spent ages getting them right. I had the line “Travelling players, sack the dark” written on a scrap of paper from a poem I’d written at school and liked the image of travelling minstrels getting rid of the darkness by playing happy songs.

It was Sunday, the King and the Queen were outside listening to phonographs
Suddenly he sings her a song about a girl he used to know
And in her head a feeling broke for a moment in the light
like they were imaginary lovers, in someone elses song

It was evening, the garden fills up gently with friends they used to know
There’s wine on the table and dancers on the lawn, a band with a steel guitar
and the King and the Queen with a grace unseen
spin gently in the moonlight like a merry-go-round
While the circle of friends look on

Travelling players, sack the dark and whistle while they play
A song that they sing for them now
The King smiles at her, tells the band it doesn’t matter if they make a few mistakes
The Queen and her lover dance on

She was laughing, the King whispered ‘nonsense rhymes’ in the style of Edward Lear
Suddenly, he sings her a song about a girl he used to know
And in the last remains, of the party games, a feeling broke, because she knows that girl and knows they’ll go on dancing
The band plays a new refrain

Travelling players, sack the dark and whistle while they play
A song that they sing for them now
The King smiles at her, tells the band it doesn’t matter if they make a few mistakes

The Queen and her lover dance on

Travelling players, sack the dark and whistle while they play
A song that they sing for them now
The King smiles at her, tells the band it doesn’t matter if they make a few mistakes
The Queen and her lover dance on, dance on

Dance On

Travelling players, sack the dark and whistle while they play
A song that they sing for them now
The King smiles at her, tells the band it doesn’t matter if they make a few mistakes
The Queen and her lover dance on
The Queen and her lover dance on, dance on

Dance On


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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

I think I recorded this because my folks wanted to hear something I’d recorded and Christmas was coming up. So I tried to do a sort of Mike Oldfield thing to it.
Not sure why the bit on the end is on there, I think I had a left over bit of bass line I’d been playing and decided to put some vocals and drums on it.

God rest ye merry, Gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born upon this Day.
To save poor souls from Satan’s power,
Which long time had gone astray.
Which brings tidings of comfort and joy.


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ELOish

Another shortish song with no words, but I still like it.

This one came about because of the string samples that let me play stabbing violin chords which reminded me of ELO. So this is an ELOish type track with pumping chords and then a middle bit which includes a muted trumpet and a climbing bass line that I liked. Again the song was out of reach once I got stuck into all the piano, bass and other strings.


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Dangerous Eyes

A mate of mine Merve Green came round to do some recording and had a rhythm track and some great jazzy chords that he’d been working on. We struggled with it and then accidentally turned it down to half the tempo and liked it better. I wrote some words and tune and Merves mate Sally came round to sing it. Never completely finished but we liked the radio vocals all though they’ve been done to death now.

This is not your problem
This is no ideal
I can’t imagine how you feel
I was indecision and pacing on the floor
The lights of reason don’t crowd me any more

Dont step outside and ask me why – Your dangerous eyes You’re dangerous (repeat)

I could not deceive you
Playing from afar
All my answers
Tell me who you are
All was indiscretion
The games we want to play
I learnt the reasons for the things I heard you say