Throw Down My Pack.MP3 52971
Written in Coventry 1973. This acoustic demo version recorded Middlesbrough 1981 with Trev Teasdel acoustic guitar and vocals and Steve Gillgallon acoustic lead. featured on my Songs from the Coventry Underground - Gnome label album 2007
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Story behind the song
Written while running a Coventry music fanzine in the early 70's about watering the 'cultural desert'. Sometimes things don't work and you feel like giving in (Throwing down your pack) and then you get back up and have another go and it works. Lyrics relate to that metaphorically to those feelings!
Lyrics
THROW DOWN MY PACK
Give me my pack; I’ll be on my way
The lakes of this land are now dry
It’s been a good soldier in its day
But its eyes have no water to cry.
The sun looks bright but the land is in shadow
Like madmen we tried to swim a tideless sea.
A sky full of planes but nowhere to land them
A head full of ideas that cried to be free.
Instrumental Break
Throw down my pack; I’m bound for to stay
I think we can turn on the tap.
Turning the tap is like tugging Excalibur
We need all hands at the tap.
The sun looks bright; we’ll invite it to stay
Once we find a place to land our planes.
A hand full of ideas; a jug full of water
Reap the fruit of our aims.
Where has the love gone; we’re empty and aching
Where has the fun gone; it’s turned into violence.
Where are the people with words and no action?
Let’s have the action and less of the words.
By Trev Teasdel June 1973 (Coventry)
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