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Nothing Left To Cry For - NIGE & TREV
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Tommy (not his real name) wrote his initials in the wet cement of a concrete step (not a real step) and his face is still smiling (not a real smile) A new, in-yer-face, ripsnortin' Nige and Trev classic!!
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Click 'music' on the menu to the right to hear songs recorded at Rooftop Studio by the following Oxford based musicians: (country) (Voted 'BEST ARTIST' in the 2004 International Online Music Awards) (experimental/comedy/pop/rock) (Winners of 'BEST ARTIST', 'BEST COMPOSER' and 'BEST SONG' in the 2006 International Online Music Awards) (country) (Singer/Songwriter) (pop/rock) (solo piano) (improvised jazz'n'roll) (Gurzunz percussionist, Dale Marshall was voted 'BEST DRUMMER' in the 2006 International Online Music awards) (rock/classical) (Voted 'BEST COMPOSER' in the 2004 International Online Music Awards) (blues/rock/country) (acoustic/folk) (frenzied avant garde buck-toothed rampant rabbit rock) (Quirky surreal arty pop duo from Ducklington) (indie pop) PIPPA GWILLIAM (songwriter) The International Online Music Awards (IOMAs), were established by Canadian based R Cat Communications in January 2004. This unrivalled and prestigious independent music awards event was originally launched to give Independent online artists the chance to vote for their fellow artists. For more info visit:
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Genre
Alternative • Experimental
Charts
Peak #10
Peak in subgenre #1
Author
Mick Clack/Frank Fish/Dale Marshall
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Mick Clack/Frank Fish/Dale Marshall
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January 24, 2012
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MP3 8.4 MB • 128 kbps • 9:11
Story behind the song
FRANK FISH: Vocals. ANIA RYBACKA: Vocals. MICK CLACK: Guitars, bass, keyboards. DALE MARSHALL: Drums. Vocal samples courtesy of ROSE KEMP and CARLY ADAMS
Lyrics
Did I need her with me on that cold November night? Hahaha.. I remember the standing stones in the circle on her bed Did he lie awake? Did he? Did he? Because all I do... Oh yeah Did she lock her door? I don't know I don't know I don't know Smell the dark perfume Did he lie awake? Did he? Did he? Your face is still smiling...yeah We don't know and I don't know Your face is still smiling...yeah Misery misery misery Well thank God Thank God Oh yeah... That old concrete step Are you a clown? You got a red nose but the nose is black Oh reahh... She kissed my nose before she left Outside the farm Outside the farm Oh misery Oh misery misery misery Outside the farm Oh misery Oh misery misery misery Outside the farm Nothing left to cry for Nothing left I had all the answers All the answers The answers Answers Nothing left to cry for Nothing left Nothing left Nothing left Reahhh! Reahhh! Reahhh! Reahhh! Reahhh! Reahhh! Let's go...no hassle No ha-ha-ha-ha-hassle Yeah The rhythm of a heartbeat The rhythm of a heartbeat The rhythm of a heartbeat The rhythm of a heartbeat The rhythm of a heartbeat The rhythm of a heartbeat Yeah yeah The copper hair With an Emperor's share The copper hair With an Emperor's share
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Rooftop Ronnnie
Nov 14, 2012
That's Lucy's old iron foundry by the canal in the photograph isn't it? I expect it's a sentimental nod to the old Jericho towpath where Nige and Trev would muddy up their wooden clogs on their way into Oxford city centre where local legend has it, they would busk accompanied by a lurcher pup. This particular N&T recording is a powerful in-yer-face, offering that blows the rest of the competition neatly into a waste paper bin. Clackie's blistering overdriven guitars sound like Black'n'Decker power tools left switched on inside an empty fridge, Fish's vocals snarl and growl and spit with the reckless precision of a spurned baby werewolf chained to the Cutteslowe Wall, Dale Marshall's drums relentlessly pound, thud and explode like...er... pounding, thudding, exploding drums...and, the mysterious Ania Rybacka's beautifully transparent backing vocals darkly drift in and out of the composition like zombie rain falling on a discarded 'Frank Rabbit and the Bobtails' t shirt that's been left