I was feeling a bit tired sat in the kitchen one night and let my mind wander; this happened and I liked it.
Recorded it over the last couple of weeks, there’s quite a lot going on in it; squeaking door, whistling, sitar and I laid a lot of harmonies on the end
I did the video over the past couple of days ( I mean if you could listen with headphones and without watching that’d be even better) if you are watching though see if you can guess some of the sources – enjoy!
forward to the sun
I am myself
there’s been nobody else
could stick a flag on me
but if you like
you can rock my world
maybe it’d be fun fun fun fun fun.
salt upon the sea
and diamonds on the beach
the sunlight hits your hair
the gods are unprepared
do do do do do do
don’t you wanna roam
into an ancient world
like a killer bee?
and let your sky fall in
maybe it’d be fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun.
Well! – this one happened the way I like it – no messing about
Wrote the tune – the words took a few days.
Originally after the Adam and Eve verse I had one for Samson and Delilah, and another one for Oedipus and his Mum, but I dropped the obvious humour, and kept it as ironic advice for a young man.
2. Figured out how to play it – Recorded it, and well I was walking around in time listening to the play-back I saw my feet in the mirror and had the idea for the video, so,
3. first sunny day Carol and I worked on the dance routine (and painted our toenails) and when the kids came home we recorded it, the memory was full on her phone so we only had one go at it. (I cut out the bits where I was out of time).
I think it looks nice and sunny, hey! have a good Summer!
– In a dream an American woman was pursuing a man around a glass table singing the ‘Can’t you see I like you?’ bit – when I woke up I filled in the rest.
Having accidentally wiped the hard drive of all music and back ups I thought I’d start fresh by doing something light, and it was fun to do, lots of harmonies, claps, clearing throats, whistling and springs; it all got thrown in and most of it stuck. It also has the added bonus of a bona fide chorus – in case you thought I couldn’t do them…
The video is cut up from a very serious 1950’s Film, ‘Office Courtesy’ and a ‘Safety at Work’ film – I’m hoping I’ve stayed on the ironic side of saucy, but all complaints should be forwarded to my Mother.
well almost, and this song’s ready for you when it does arrive…
…doing the album was learning as I went, I kept adding things and then taking them off again because – in the end I hope this just sounds like someone singing to you late at night on the beach.
When I did my bit of travelling often people would wind up on a beach around a fire, and wherever I went they seemed to be playing the same handful of songs; so one of my tests for a good song is can you play it just with a guitar and a voice; all the tunes on this album can be sung that way and this one in particular is pretty good for it.
At first I didn’t rate it that highly because it came so quick, but straight away friends liked it, and when I first played it live, a couple started kissing so I knew I was on to something, now I like it a lot, hope you do too …
About the song though, I wanted to write something that used the things people really say as opposed to what gets said in songs. To that extent it’s kind of kitchen sink drama – half a conversation, the male half, explaining how his cheating was partly her fault – there is a level of irony 😉
I’m not talking about my marriage by the way (we’re still all good, honest!), but the fact this guy’s talking like an idiot doesn’t mean I don’t feel it when I sing it.
…or more probably, the words slipped in when that was filling my head; anyhow it was all finished for the day (which was by the way great).
In a way the song felt part of a new beginning too. Having said goodbye to the band and the vague ambition of being on top of the pops a few years before, I realised I was still writing music without any audience and I quite liked that; some people tinker around in sheds I was still messing about with songs, and when friends did finally start to hear them they tended to say they sounded more genuinely like me. For a long time I couldn’t sing the lines,
‘…all the happiness that we can share
’til we look up from rocking chairs
at grown up children on the beach
and swapping smiles from each to each.’
without filling up a bit,
fortunately after a few listens Carol liked it too, even though, like nearly everything I make up, you can’t dance to it….
…well enjoy the picture of our feet anyway, here’s a link
here’s a thing I just wrote and recorded, and then did a video for singing at the computer nice and quick (like it should be). Actually there’s a lot you can do with a mac and one Halloween mask.
It’s a bit out of my usual zone (wherever that is) but I like it so maybe you will too – Like I say I wrote it quick – like people I think songs are happiest when you let them take their own shape and stop bossing them around, and this one wanted to stretch it’s legs a bit.
Britney Spears has always been huge influence on me so here again you may note the reference to her ‘oops I did it again’ single from the year 2000 (that’s the bit at the end) and there’s a Shakespeare quote too ‘by the pricking of my thumbs’ by which I mean texting.
– this is me and my sister buried in the sand at bantham beach, devon quite a long time ago.
I thought ready made sense as track 1 – it’s quite fast and it starts with me very young
in a dream I used to have.
In the dream I’m on a swing; I swing forward and back as the frame gets bigger and bigger until I’m sweeping forwards and back again over the roof of our house;
it keeps getting bigger,
until I’m sweeping high up into clouds and down across whole counties.
I can feel the wind on my face and arms,
until I know I on the next downward sweep won’t be able to hang on any longer;
I grip tight to the chains but as I fly forward gripping, I’m catapulted away through the sky and …
I wake up.
well; I changed it to a bike but you get the idea, a boy wakes up in bed and wonders where he’s going…
the sound affects at the beginning are the bike running and taking flight away from the world. The rest is me looking around my room wondering what I will be, as the lights of cars sweep oblong shadows under my curtains and across the ceiling.
Actually the last time I ever had that dream,I fell from the sky and bounced into a big stack of hay
well yes I did dig a hole – none of your photoshop fakery here.
then I got in it
various pop star poses were adopted
the artistic process was observed
it went on a while…
The idea came from a dream I had where I was walking round these suburban streets pointing out things like a big pot and telling a friend how everything was art (even asleep he’s pretentious). I turned around and in this grass verge of a very normal front garden, a Spanish looking man was buried to the waist standing; as I watched two woman walked from behind and put a marriage veil over his head.
Obviously I woke up and thought that will do for the cover. The hand is held up to resemble the international sign of greeting (I kept my trousers on).
I chopped it up a bit to add a hint of dis-orientation and off-set that with a ‘learning to read’ primary school font in lower case, because it’s nice to look at new things like 7 year old does.
As for the title: ‘over here in the trees’ refers to my finally drawing some attention to myself after all this time (and that joke with the punchline ‘over here on the swings’ – I’ll tell it to you some time )