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The Curious Incident of - CD released August 2011
Again all howlings and scratchings written,played and recorded by Paul Whitton at Planet Bimbo, Melbourn and La Grange Neuve,France. Thanks to all who got thanked on the last outing - tho some have since become others: Chris Walls/Vicky Lee/Cee Dub have become a sort of pyrotechnic-Guy Fawkes kind of figure, Alan Stardust has become Clare Moynihan, Bianca has become Brice of the acoustic fist. and Lucy is now Luke (ta for the loan of your fretless bass) Big shouts also for Chris Elbourn of the acoustic fist project, Alexander Micheal Boe and Mike Wanksore. Jaz Mat, Emma Booits and Jooer for the great Torpedo photos. Paintings and drawings by Phil and Kak, Cover photo by Bex Biggenden and other photos and copying of artwork within by Matt Biggenden, Me, Alan Galaxy and Len from the WayOut club. Big nod to Giles of the WayOut Club for putting my make up on in the disc tray photo!

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Stool at the bar
“I was in France and couldn’t sleep so picked up my resonator and started drinking red wine,i got this groove going and recorded it along with the first verse.Next morning i could remember bugger all about what i recorded but when i played it back i liked it so i finished it (sort of!).

Stool at the bar. 2.24

Woman said she gonna leave me gonna run off out into the night...
Man said he gonna free her-he gonna show my lady light...
Well he took my life and he took my car
He took my smokes and my stool at the bah ahahhh...
Run away become a sailor gonna leave this town and see the world...
Man tells her i’m a no-one then the no-one comes and takes my world...
Cos you know she took my coat and she took my mind  she took my past and left it all behind ahahhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh..guitar!!
Woman said she gonna leave me gonna run off out into the night...
Man tells her i’m a no-one-he gonna show my lady light...
You know she took my coat and she took my mind
She took my smokes and my stool at the bar
She said she gonna leave me gonna run off out into the night.

Love 2.24
(Instrumental)

Rudis coming home
“Its just a funky jam really with silly lyrics.”

Rudi’s coming home. 2.25

Open up the door he’s coming through...
You get in his way i wouldn’t be in your shoes...
He’s going to make this place a danger zone...
Forget it you wont stop him on your own...
Rudi’s coming home,
For reasons of his own,
Rudi’s coming home.
Don’t ask me any questions
A dust up dustbin just get out get down
A blue light red light green light tail light
I’ll be alright on the night
I’m not having any of your love you love me
Love me love my dog
Just give me what you know i’m taking make it easy - captains log...
Rudi’s coming home,
For reasons of his own,
Rudi’s coming home.

The last Viking
“I like instrumentals and vikings so i thought i’d have a stab-it’s far too long tho!”

The last Viking, 8.27

Part 1 Longships (Instrumental)

Part 2 The FINAL Winter

Another winter threatens as the swallows leave again...
Seasonal migration may agree with me...
The prospect of without you doesn’t ease the winters bite...
As i watch my friends and cousins march to war...

Oh for whom he tolls the bell will ring no smiles
Pray i say do not dismay when loves disperse theres i....

The snows make joyful pictures of a harvest long ago...
The nightmare of invasion was a world away...
And soon another yuletide will descend upon our homes...
But the mask of joy has fallen to the floor...

Oh for whom he tolls the bell will ring no smiles
Pray i say do not dismay if loves disperse there’s i...

Fly
“Alpha male-opinionated, arrogant and always right!!”

Fly. 2.55

Imagine if you could travel in time...
You could predict the ages and know that i’m right...
You’d never have to worry that i’m not what i say...
And you never have to hear me say that i was so right all along...
And we’d fly...
And then cos you know how much i know...
You’d know that i never let things show...
You’d never have to ask me if i’m sure that we really should this time...
And you’d never have to doubt your own mind if i was there to say the word....
And we’ll fly...
Imagine if i could control your mind...
You’ll be happy to know that you’d be mine...
And you’d never have to be confused about decisions,guilt or what to wear...
And you’d never have to wonder where i was cos
whatever i say goes...
and we’d fly...
Imagine if you could travel in time...

Little Red Cottage
"i had just finished reading a book on ss commandant Rudolph Hoess when i was in France and had this wierd dream that i had his job and there it was.if you read into his history the "little red cottage" reference is self explanatory but very upsetting.

The little red cottage. 2.27

You’re innocent-until found...
What goes around-comes around...
BUT I HOLD THE POWER OVER LIFE...
You’re guilty now-and you’re mine...
You’re all crying now-well that’s fine...
BUT I HOLD THE POWER OVER LIFE...
You’re disappearing now-from our time...
Separation is pain-now you’re mine...
BUT NOW I HOLD THE POWER OVER LIFE...
AND DEATH...
AND YOU...

Two hours after seven
“Our Hippy DJ mate Bexonthedex mostly inspired this one but some of it is Alan Galaxys old lady - Ruth too.I think i was trying to do one of those hippy trippy 60s chick things but obviously i don’t remember the 60s!I did another version which was a right old rocker but it didn’t seem to sit with the chilled out feel of the other songs here.”

Two hours after seven. 3.54

She’ll play her cherry games inside your mind
She’ll absolutely positively never arrive on time
I like it when she six inch taller than she generally be
She’ll sing and dance and play her ukelely to your kids
Shes everybodys little piece of heaven
From heels to thigh pink hair to sky she can take you if she please
On Thursday she librarian till two hours after seven...
Her limousine’s the saddest Transit van you’ve ever seen
The sweetest cutest record queen upon the Saturday scene
From A to B she use the longest legs there’s ever been
She don’t need no guard dog she got a talking washing machine...
She flies across the city on an oyster built for two
Her Hapag-Lloyd dee-vista puss-cat’s scratching out for you
On Thursday she librarian till two hours after seven...

Your brother
“Line dancing....aaarrrgghh-- No Chappers no!!!”

Your brother. 2.40

I just got out of prison-i just got out today
I’m gonna find your brother i’m gonna blow him clean awayayay..
( 5-10-15- years blown away.....
5-10-15-20-25-30-years thrown away... )
I’m gonna find your brother-i’m gonna make him pay
I bought me a brand new handgun-i’m gonna blow him clean awayayay...
( I bought me a brand new handgun-i’m gonna blow him clean away...
5-10-15-years blown away.....)
I got me a brand new handgun,a good strong length of rope,
Well he can try to run and hide but i tell ya he got no hope...
( 5-10-15-years blown away.....
5-10-15-20-25-30-rears thrown away....)

The legend of Rodriguez,his son and the dancing girls 3.50
“Sunshine guitar with a drum and bass beat.Inspired by classical guitar builder Rodriguez, his guitars, and the eventual outcome of playing them!..of course i can’t do classical guitar so will alas never know if it’s true! That’s for real musicians .... real mans guitar playing ... respect.”

 

Weary alien blues
“This was a bit of a blues spoof messing around sort of thing-I was only going to use about 20 seconds of this and fade out of the CD but C-
Dub said leave the whole thing in –he ‘d just built me a killer
Telecaster as a present so who was i to argue?”

Weary alien Blues. 2.51

I done just about worked for everyone,
A paying hand don’t play to lose,
From the railroad to the goldmines,
I’m told i should be grateful...

but i got the blues
i got the blues
railroad blues
dust in the goldmine blues.

Tho my days are never empty
Its always the same thing in my sights,
My whole world’s in the boots that i wear,
Just trying to survive...

But it can make you blue
ah you know thats right
I’m black and blue now
from just trying to do what’s right.

 

 

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cover artwork Painting by Phil Whitton

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Painting by Kak

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Painting by Phil Whitton

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Painting by Kak
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Painting by Kak

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Painting by Kak

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Paul Whitton, singer songwriter, is a talented musician. Traveling with his mobile "studio in a guitar case" he prolifically lays down song
after song playing all the instruments himself. Inspirations are eclectic. Lyrics vary from his tongue in cheek 'Porno Bimbo' to darker,
deeper songs like 'Little red cottage', as well as instrumentals like (my favorite) 'Rodrigez'.
Primarily Paul is a guitarist who cant resist picking up and playing (if not owning) every guitar he sees,
but he is equally at home with any instrument and when the clan gathers and parts are shared out, the magic is intense ...
by Cee Dub, web design & playful associate © Paul Whitton 2011