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The Farmer
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'...and i'm away, my friends...'
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The Sound of the Tin-Pot Baroque.
GO TO the "MP3 MUSIC" link Above FOR TRACK BY TRACK DOWNLOAD OF "THE BEST OF THE GOVERNESS (2000 - 2006)"... This is the sound of The Tin-Pot Baroque. Most songs are a variation on simple ballad form. They have a lo-fi, stripped down sound yet are also delicate and layered and the lyrics tend towards the ornate. Musically, every melody should ideally be lifted from an ancient sounding popular song - 'Greensleeves', 'Waltzing Matilda', that kind of thing. They bring a yellowing, 'museum of childhood' feel with them. Also, its kind of like The Residents once kind of said 'there are too many tunes out there, and we don't want to add to them...'. Pop music is always about repetition. The other big musical influence is the drone. Listen to Bert Jansch's 'Nottanum Town'. There is a sense that you could remove the guitar and vocals and there would still be something there - a slow-thighed thing breathing and turning in the darkness. That the drone's effect. The Governess attempts to capture that feel without the virtuosity. A lot of these songs use only one chord.
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#13,989 today Peak #193
#1,798 in subgenre Peak #40
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Thee Governess
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Thee Governess
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October 02, 2006
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MP3 3.5 MB 192 kbps 3:52
Story behind the song
Carl Packman plays the drums, bass and guitar on this closing track. With its melody lifted directly from a song with the ubiquity of Greensleeves and stripped down, tin-pot sound, this is probably the closest The Governess has got to achieving its musical ideals.
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I put some money down Got myself some land Going to be a farmer man All from digging in the ground Going to build a wide-fronted house White weather boards everywhere Veranda and a rocking chair All from digging in the ground With just my wife to comfort me My child a-dancing on my knee I'm going to try my hand At digging in the ground With just my wife to comfort me My child a-dancing on my knee Oh Peggy, I'm already Digging in the ground Every night I'll kiss my child Get into bed by my wife's warm side Look up at the sky Rolling above the ground All the stars will be setting sail The moon, like a white whale, Fanning out its great tail Far above the ground With just my wife to comfort me My child a-dancing on my knee Oh Peggy, I'm already Digging in the ground I'm digging in the ground I'm digging in the ground Oh Peggy, I'm all ready...
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