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Post-Brexit comment on social attitudes
poland prejudice brexit hate crime
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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
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#279 in subgenre Peak #16
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Peak #99
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Dick Langford, Richard Marris
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Dick Langford, Richard Marris
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February 08, 2017
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MP3 3.9 MB 160 kbps 3:26
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He's a dancer not a number he's got a name. He's here to dance, to entertain Now you tell him in the street, go home and take your dancing feet we're dancing to another beat and won't need you again His grandad flew a Spitfire in the war Helped to keep the Nazis from the English shore First they called him hero and then showed him the door We've beaten our old enemy we don't need you any more  Your fathers and grandfathers won that war Can you remember what they were fighting for? And now it's all unravelling you've heard the weasel lies Who's your enemy? I think they're in disguise
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