My new album Coventry Days on the Gnome Label will consist of previously unreleased material from synthy songs
to clawpicking and piano songs written in the 70's and 80's in homerecorded bootleg style.
Here's a glimpse of some new stuff being worked on.
This is a draft of song that resulted in a recent on-line collaboration with the Newcastle based band THE NERVE -
The nerve range from punk (with a phantastic version of Lou Reed's Waiting for my Man) to trance.
On this number they took an Mp3 of me reading one of my recent performance poems from the Writers' Cafe in Stockton and layered and adjusted the voice over their basic trance tracks. The song is a work in progress with much to be done to it yet. They've not yet putt all the words on it (or all the words they are going to use to make it a song) and the final result may be quite different.
The basic sound effects track was laid down by the legendary songwriter and producer Steve Thompson and Nerve leader Mark did the rest with the band's lead singer Una Luna providing backing vocals. Unfortunately the Nerve's My Space has gone down recently. I'm trying to persuade them to come to Vox.
The track therefore consists of sound collage, trance music, a poem, and a playlet all in one. Here a previous version - I suggested they illustrate the theme of the song with a domestic - well there's a lot of realistic swearing going on as Una and Mark mocked up a row between a couple around the idea of the bloke coming in drunk and calling the lunch soup when it's really Shepard pie - it opens a pandora's box of slagging each other off - quite literally.
Trev's Album Profile on Broadgate Gnome below
http://broadgategnome.com/jamroom/members/2/
Songs of Trev Teasdel - On Vox
Here's the full words -
DOWN OUR STREET
by Trev Teasdel 2006
Down our street
The men bugger off
Leave the kids in the trough.
So the wives sleep around
With everyone in town
So now they’re all related
To people that they hated
Things are really neat
Down our Street.
Down our street
The neighbourhood watch is always alert
Reporting crimes and digging up dirt
And the gossips write a novel
About each and every hovel
And their kids have shady eyes
Even the police are streetwise to their lies
And the Sheep Don’t bleat
Down our Street.
Down our Street
They’ll scratch your car and steal your fence
Then have the gall to ask for 50 pence.
Their garden hops never stop
with invisible cloaks to fool the cops
They say they’ve got nowt to do
smoking ganga up a chimney flue
they never miss a beat
Down our street.
Down our Street
The men are doing up old bangers
Their garages look like airplane hangers
They are black with oil
And stink of toil
And the engines never seem to go
They’d be better off with a boat to row
You need a licence for your feet
Down Our Street.
Down our street
The council are never seen
If they lived here they’d go green
If you complain they don’t know what you mean
They spend all the money on Bell Air Green
The council say it’s not their scene
Acknowledging this estate will spoil their dream
We’re chaff and they’re wheat
Down our street.
Down our Street
It’s a crop circle situation
People don’t want this aggravation
But they start up hostilities
If you suggest giving the kids facilities
The council are no hoper's
They won’t confront the contradictions of their voters
Absurdity can’t be beat
Down our Street.
A few oldies from Coventry Days album - Trev Teasdel
Here's a cassetted draft of a ska No I wrote in 1980 for Mojo Tony Morgan's ska band EMF who recorded later and
briefly for RCA - It's called With Someone Nice Like You written in the Dog and Trumpet - Coventry's Cavern.
Just Before Dawn - a clawpicking song written about the morning rush in Coventry (or any town)
And lastly - A Lotta Rain is Fallin' - lyric written at the GEC in Coventry in 1970 - originally Pete Waterman (before
he was world famous) put acoustic music to this - but this version is with my own music and with Steve Gillgallon on lead acoustic guitar - again a simple home cassette recording.
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