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Psychotic's Lament
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Acoustic track, rather sardonic song, which almost defies labelling. Glorious violin solo from Graham Smith.
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Eclectic blend of pop/rock, acoustic folk, blues and country
Geoff Davis is a singer and songwriter of rare talent from the UK. In the past he has fronted the pop/rock band The Freudian Slippers and the acoustic based trio Davis, Edwards & Riley, the latter often having the acclaimed violinist Graham Smith (formerly of String Driven Thing and Van Der Graaf Generator) as a guest at their gigs. A number of his songs have been broadcast on BBC Radio and he has also performed his material, along with Dave Edwards, Syd Riley and Graham Smith, on British television. Geoff's Album Ancient Wisdom, Modern World displays his talent as a singer and a songwriter with its wide range of musical styles, brilliant lyricism and variety of vocal techniques. The album is now available to buy online from It is also available in MP3 download format. Further details can be found by clicking on the "store" link on this page. You may also be interested in seeing Geoff's pages. Geoff is listed in the following directory
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Peak #197
Peak in subgenre #60
Author
Geoff Davis
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Geoff Davis
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September 24, 2004
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:56
Story behind the song
This song is about an individual suffering from psychotic hypomania, and the difficulties that people around him have in dealing with the fact of his illness.(The popular press have made the word psychotic synonymous with psychopathic, which is a corruption of the true meaning of the word.)
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Psychotic's Lament It seems as though the chips are down You feel you wear a madman's crown And all your so-called friends are out of town. No phone calls or no letters come And everyone you know looks dumb Or could it be just you they wish to shun? Chorus: And they say you're crazy Cause you've been away To a farmyard hazy So fun to stay. The lady in the upstairs flat You wonder what she's staring at You've never seen a look as strange as that. And every job that you may seek You've been refused before you speak Your history has branded you as weak. Chorus Instrumental and chorus So ostracized you may be sore As each one drops the mask he wore The pose of being friendly and mature. And then you find someone like you Whose misconceptions are as few You know your world of dream is largely through. Chorus three times
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