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Slab City with Gary Wood
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Written by Richard Marris. Thanks to Gary Wood for vocals. Richard's 13 year old son Daniel plays drums.
punk rock folk groove celtic accordion fiddle fretless political english jigs leftwing tut tricks upon travellers knocker boys
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An eclectic collection of songs taking in most styles of music from acoustic folk to jazz, heavy rock and orchestral ballads.
TUT started in the early 1990s playing a punk folk hybrid. A politically aware band we wrote all our own material and had a good deal of critical (if not financial!) success with our first 3 CDs - "Cillataped", "The Last Fish Supper" and "Where the Skeletons Dance" - with an appearance at Glastonbury the high spot. One thing which was a constant was the need to entertain. No-one wants to be slapped round the face with a wet fish polemic so we made sure we always communicated with the audience (mind you at some gigs we could have gone round and had individual conversations although I was always disappointed the one man never brought his dog). The band lost Grahame Hobbs (singer) and Mark Knight (fiddle) in 2001 and with me the only original band member left the last CD "From another Plaice" was a real departure from the previous "in yer face" style - Much more acoustic and darker both musically and lyrically. TUT2 folded in 2003 and since then I've been writing and recording with various people and in our "virtual" band The Phobias with Richard Marris. Mostly cheerful stuff like murder and corruption. I've also been working once again with TUT's old singer Graeme Hobbs on a series of contemporary rock operas and contributing songs to a campaign to keep a London housing estate from being bulldozed by the council and replaced by luxury flats
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Garage Rock
Charts
#278 in subgenre Peak #7
Charts
Peak #63
Author
R. Marris
Rights
R. Marris
Uploaded
March 16, 2013
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MP3 2.7 MB • 160 kbps • 2:23
Story behind the song
In the summer Richard and his family toured the East coast of America. In a motel somewhere along the way he met a guy in a laundry room who was going to Slab City (more on that - http://slabcity.org ) Richard played guitar, Daniel played drums. I played some guitar and bass and pretended to do clever and important things with plug-ins.
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Slab City ©2012 R. Marris The ink on his arm says there's a story to tell While I'm waiting for his laundry he might as well Tell me where he's going and where he's been Tell me why he's running and what he's seen His girlfriend was a model but she left him alone Tries to show me a picture but it's gone from his phone Had to quit his job because it was bad for his health Bought himself an RV with the last of his wealth And I think of you upstairs in our motel room Waiting for me in the dirty lightbulb gloom Whenever we differ whatever you do The only thing between him and me is you He's going to west to Slab city when the summer heat cools Off the grid in the desert where there are no rules Brass bullets by the bucket from the rifle range Sell them for a hundred fifty dollars and change And here we are on this greasy edge of town Look up my angel don't get down Hold on tight together, forever true The only thing between me and Slab City is you.
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