Junkie.m4a

A live performance digitised from an old cassette recorded on small pioneer cassette recorder at the time 40 years ago ,we'd arranged to play at this anarchist centre squat ,we arrived &  they had been evicted , we reopened it got the electric back on set up the pa  & had a fantastic nite playing to about a  hundred people ,drums Paul Patch ,bass Pat Hatch,guitar &vocals Colin Coates, vocals Lee Eggleston,John May Thanks for listening Love peace & respect .🤗🙏🤗.

Soldier in Ireland .."The Elusive Din" Live at the Bingo hall Highbury London)circa 1983

The Train This Morning

Hello les Gens! Me voici depuis 5 mois "Musicien Grand-Père"... et cette nouvelle situation m'a donné des démangeaisons dans les doigts!!! Alors,voici le nouveau Madeleine,en hommage à ma petite fille Alya.... Musicalement Vôtre!

On S'accroche...

Tripple Clash

Airlifted

Extended version with bigger kicks for the dancefloor

Lyra's Song (Extended Club Mix)

Blues Shuffle in A One Take Improv Exercise

The Bio Hazards

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

MMXXIII

LOYALTY OVER EVERYTHIN (LOE)
BROTHERS NEVER SNITCH (BNS)

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