Mock Victoriana Acoustic Horror Music
horror
minimal
spooky
victorian
newweird
Story behind the song
This song was written in the Gower, in a caravan, in the dark, in a very violent storm. It is based on a ghost story found in an old guidebook that had been left there. Apparently, in the late nineteenth century a minister came down from the big city to service two small villages on the coast; Rhossili and Llangennith. A rectory was built for him, half way between the two, just above Rhossili Bay, facing the grey and implacable sea. He swiftly went quite mad due to the isolation. He claimed (shades of Lovecraft here) that he could see something horrible out to sea, and that it was getting closer and closer to land each night. Tourists staying there years later, on finding themselves alone in the bathroom, have felt an icy breath on the back of their necks, and a terrible voice in their ear saying:
"WHY DON'T YOU TURN ROUND AND LOOK AT ME!"
Mario Vendredi plays the guitar and screams on this track.
Lyrics
I came down from Swansea
To the new rectory
Village to the left of me
Village to the right
Behind me towered cliffs
Before me the sea
All bubbling white
And I went to Rhossili
For a man had died
And I went Llangenny
To comfort his wife
And I went to Rhossili
And I spread the word
And I went to Llangenny
And I was heard
And then I came home
I looked out at the sea
All shivering black
And I took off my coat
And I lay down my hat
And I lay on the bed
And smoked a cigarette
And I thought of the days here
I hadn't lived yet
And I went to Llangenny
To comfort a wife
And I went to Rhossili
For another man died
I went to Llangenny
And I spoke the word
And I went to Rhossili
And a handful heard
And I came home
And I looked out at the sea
Like bubbling lead
And I took off my coat
And I lay on my bed
And I closed my eyes
And was seized by a fear
That there was something in the water
That should not have been there
And I went to Llangenny
At sundown and sighed
And half way to Rhossili
I looked at the tide
All red with the evening
Like a bloody cord
On which something horrific
And unspeakable crawled
And I turned to Rhossili
Two miles to the right
And I turned to Llangenny
And down came the night
And I ran to the rectory
And I bolted the door
And I ran to the bathroom
On a soaking floor
And I was seized by a chill
That rooted me there
And a voice spoke behind me
And it rustled my hair
And the voice spoke with malice
And I stunk of the sea
'Why don't you turn round and look at me?'
Well I didn't turn round
And I never have since
But on evenings like this
After nurse fixes drinks
I return to Rhossili
And its black in my mind
And when I return to Llangenny
I want to leave it behind
But as I start to move
I'm frozen with fear
And theres a voice at my neck
And its hot on my ear
Something has come home
From the stinking sea
'Why don't you turn round and look at me!'
HORROR!!.....