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The Sausage Factory of Fame
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You think you've made it? Not so fast buddy.
fame regrets amokopera
A musical pot-pourri
AmokOpera is a project originally conceived by ex Tricks Upon Travellers singer Graeme Hobbs to bring rock operas into the contemporary arena. Ex-TUT guitarist Dick Langford arranged, orchestrated and produced the music. A number of other musicians have also been involved and are listed under the various songs. The initial plan was a single project but over the years has developed into an umbrella title for a number of ideas. At time of writing (November 2024) three operas have been completed. The first of these "operas" is "The Lottery of Life" and is the story of life as seen through the eyes of a number of characters. It's also about how having a dream come true may not end how you think. From conception to death this musical play with its collection of songs, music and sharp dialogue draw a picture of working class Britain in the second half of the 20th century and into the 21st. It explores the cult of celebrity, the desire for money and the emptiness of modern life. Just what we want, mind-numbing souvenirs of the daily grind. The songs are, in order : Overture A beginning I had to Marry You. It's a Rotten Job (but someone's gotta do it) Well Fair State Stick Vote for Me The Seduction of Corruption Lottery of Life Flesh is Weak As She Is The Real United Nations Nobody Loves You When You're Old Brown Bread The second of the musical plays is "Celebrity Torture" and deals with the search for fame and its consequences. The songs are ... The Alternative Ending From the Safety of My Sofa Midnight Train Death Goes Shopping Hello Magazine When Obscurity Beckhams Life Made Easy Superstar Shangri-La The Sausage Factory of Fame Dimwitted House of Straw The Fairytale of Rock Rebellion/Swansong Lullaby The third opera is called A Distant England. This is a view of England seen from Graeme's home in Spain where he has been since 2000. Distant England The Likes of Us The Time of Morris Men Again Spend it, Spend it, Spend it Children's Favourites? Charlie and the Butcher'sBill Jolly England Britain in Bloom As Harrison Said
Song Info
Genre
Pop • Alt-Pop
Charts
#969 today Peak #58
#65 in subgenre Peak #4
Author
Graeme Hobbs - Lyrics/melody Dick Langford - Musi
Rights
Hobbs/Langford 2008
Uploaded
July 07, 2024
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MP3 6.2 MB • 192 kbps • 4:29
Story behind the song
The popstar thinks they've made it, but that's not how it works.
Lyrics
The Sausage Factory of Fame 2008 Graeme Hobbs I know it's hard to believe That you're living your dream As we open the doors And we welcome you in Forget everything, forget all you knew It's out with the old and in with the new As we shape you and mould you As if you were clay It's part of the process The games that we play As we teach you to sing, and teach you to breathe What you should write and what you should read You're eager to learn, you're eager to please Just do what you're told, stay down on your kness All of the laughter and all of the tears All that you've wanted for all of these of these years Those steps that we taught you, you'll dance to our our tune on everyone's box in each living room The roar of the greasepaint, the smell of the crowd Your parents are beaming and feeling so proud The investment we made, well it's time to collect This was not out of kindness, what did you expect? You're just a showbiz monkey you'll do what you're told And like any slave you were born to be sold A painted puppet and we pull the strings And it's not really over til the fat lady sings An album and tour and shows all lined up We're controlling your life, and we're taking a cut You're working the treadmill just like any good pet We'll make you or break you so don't you forget There's no time to rest , this is no time to stop We've got to strike now while the iron is still hot So we'll brand you and mark you just like any product And when you wake from this dream you'll know you've been fucked The public will eat you till they tire of your taste Then we'll drop you and leave you and that is your fate You're nothing special, lots more fish in the sea Hungry for fame and just waiting for me So turn on the lights, please give a big hand Wish 'em good luck and strike up the band One size fits all, you can wear the same clothes We proudly present Food For The Crows And the best of it is, we never close
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