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Misery Blues - NIGE & TREV
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Nige and Trev's blues tale of ol'Tommy and the misery caused by the carving of his initials in that old concrete step. Vocals & acoustic guitar by Frank Fish, slide guitars & bass by Mick Clack, drums by Dale Marshall, backing vocals by Ania Rybacka
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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:
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Blues General
Charts
Peak #116
Peak in subgenre #45
Author
Mick Clack/Frank Fish
Rights
Mick Clack/Frank Fish
Uploaded
January 25, 2012
Track Files
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:28
Story behind the song
Did Nige need her with him on that cold November night? Did Trev remember the standing stones in the circle on her bed Did Tommy lie awake? Did he? Did he? Did she lock her door? Did Nige and Trev smell the dark perfume? We don't know... Misery misery misery Oh yeah...
Lyrics
Did I need her with me on that cold November night? I don't know I don't know I don't know Smell the dark perfume They all wave the same flag Blood spilled on a red shirt Thank God Peel off the leather from the stick and write initials in the wet cement babe People walk on it years later Tommy knew what to expect Tommy's initials in that old concrete step Misery, misery, she sat on the kerb Head in her hands repeating the words Misery misery misery Well thank God Peel off the leather from that stick Oh yeah No names, no ID but wet cement If I could hear blood spilled on a red shirt Oh Tommy, tougher action would have been taken Ol' ma became miserable When she saw ol' Tommy's initials In that old concrete step Oh reahh... Oh misery, oh misery, misery, misery Oh misery, oh misery, misery, misery I can hear blood spilled on a red shirt Tommy They all wave the same flag A damp rectangle of grey cloth Tied to a leather covered stick No names, no ID But wet cement Lyrics and music © 2011 Mick Clack/Frank Fish
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