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Hove Actually (2004)
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June 2004
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A bloke messing around in his spare bedroom.
Hi I am a guitarist/singer, originally from Manchester and having spent 7 years living on the south coast, have recently moved to Beckenham in South London. I produce all the noises you hear, with varying degrees of amateurism, apart from when I can get my girlfriend drunk enough to step up to the mic and do some backing vocals ! I have been lucky enough to collaborate with two other soundclick members and hope to do more in the future. Frank and Mitch's work can also be found at http://www.soundclick.com/FAL http://www.soundclick.com/perfusion Historically I have written & recorded at home with the Boss BR1180. This has recently been sold and new recordings are now done via garageband on my mac. Equipment Used Audio technica ATR30 mic Fender Redondo acoustic Paul Reed Smith custom SE electric Yamaha Pacifica electric Tanglewood Bass POD xt live effects processor M-Audio 49e Keyboard Tone Port ux2 interface ...plus anything else I can scrape, hit or strum Anyone fancy doing any Internet collaboration? Give me a shout Cheers
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #239
Peak in subgenre #43
Author
dunn
Rights
Martin Dunn
Uploaded
July 01, 2004
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MP3
MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
On the south coast of England there are 2 towns adjacent to each other. The well known Brighton (think Quadrophenia and Brighton Rock) and lesser known Hove. Due to Brighton's salubrious past (think dirty weekends, the Prince Regent and Mods & Rockers) the residents of Hove, thinking themselves above all this often respond to the question "Oh you come from Brighton?". with..... I lived in Hove a couple of years back and the opening lines did indeed come to me as I was riding down George St !
Lyrics
Riding my pushbike, down George Street Biding my time as my life goes by Stood at the bus stop, stamping my cold feet Waiting is like watching wet paint dry Pre Chorus Why doesn't it bother me I don't know Coz I've got you there waiting at home for me Chorus We've got something that rises above It transcends the mundane, leaves us shrouded in love Don't know what it is, know the secret, the code Whatever it is, all I know, we've got it He sits at the lights, his face is a picture Happy enough, how we love to queue He pulls away quick, so proud and so headstrong A glance in the mirror, did that impress you? Pre Chorus Chorus Looking for space, the streets are so crowded Paying to park even at my own house Up on the rooftops, the seagulss are shouting The noise from the street, their cries it drowns out Pre Chorus Chorus
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