Songs: The Stores Of Not To Benotes / gigs / releases
Nobody else at the Rugby Club
Published by Wipe Out Music Publishing
This one came together quite quickly, but there was a LOT of work involved in writing it. The original idea came from seeing the band Scarlet Tuesday doing their last ever gig at The Buffalo Bar last year. It reminded me of all the other times that I'd seen bands finish, often with some members more keen to keep going than others, and the PATHOS of the situation, especially when they've still got STOCK that they're now never going to shift. It also made me think about all the songs that people toil over for AGES which will never ever EVER get performed again, and how sad that is, and how it MUST surely be a METAPHOR for something or other. I think I even wrote down some THORTS about it at the time, but then left them behind in the pub.
The idea sat in my head for a while, then I guess i was REMINDED of it by reading "Get Back: The Beatles Let It Be Disaster" which is a) ACE and b) a bit geeky, as it chronicles - not minute by minute, but SECOND BY SECOND - every SINGLE moment on ALL the tapes available of The Beatles writing and recording "Let It Be". It is ACE, also REASSURING, in that it turns out that the biggest band in the world EVER still behaved like every other band that has ever been formed. It was lovely.
So yes, the idea came back into my head just recently when I was gently unbunging myself and writing a few new songs, and I wrote a first verse all about a band doing their last gig, then thought it might be a bit BIGGER than that, so decided to call it "The Books The No-One Reads" and do it all about the OTHER types of creative NESS that has energy expended on it then just disappears - including "the DVDs that don't get re-released on DVD, the comics no-one collects". In the WAKE of Christmas, see, I had BOTH The Complete Hamish MacBeth AND Judge Dredd Case Files to read through, so these things were on my BRANE.
The tune I was using at this point, however, turned out to be EERILY similar (i.e. THE SAME AS) to Family Wedding 2021, so i needed a NEW TUNE. HANDILY i had a CD of several such things that I'd been given by Mr Francis Albert Machine as part of our experiment to see if i could use some of HIS tunes with MY words, and the fifth and final song turned out to fit nicely. I then wrote a SECOND verse (the one about the old guy writing books) and after CONFERENCE with The Grass In My Field that night, about what ELSE i might write about in this song, she came up with the idea of a Hocker Player. GOOD ONE!
Next day I got the CHORDS from Mr Machine so's i could play the song myself and got the final verse written. At this point the chorus went "Take down the stairs - the retractable stairs!" which, as The Posts Of My Goal pointed out, wasn't TERRIBLY good, so I returned once more to the corner of the bedroom and worked out the whole OTHER chorus which it now possesses and, in a FLOURISH of ACTIVITY swapped the first and second verses around (so it's clear from the beginning that it's NOT another song just about bands), wrote the last verse and came up with the TITLE - until that point the chorus had gone "So he clambered up the ladder through the hatch into the roof, where nur nur nur, nur nur nur, nur nur nur nur". I think the version i finished with is a bit better.
So there you go - as I say, it didn't take too long once I get going but it was a TWISTED ROAD of many TURNS and U-TURNS along the way!
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