The Dead Horse

The long-lost Loafer classic from 1999, re-mastered and dusted down in anticipation of the 20th anniversary cash in box-set-tour

Lost In Euston - Loafer (1999)

From the album 'Here the Brute Harpies Make Their Nests' by Julian Gaskell & his Ragged Trousered Philanthropists - JG voc/harmonica/balalaika, Thomas Sharpe - upright bass and backing vocals, Dan Pye - guitar, Rory Pugh - drums, Kester Jones - Hammond

Drove with dire boding o their future woe

Yuppie Flats (2009)

From the album 'Julian Gaskell & his Ragged Trousered Philanthropists'- JG voc/accordion/guitar, Thomas Sharpe - upright bass and backing vocals, Dan Pye - guitar

Julian Gaskell & His Ragged Trousered Philanthropists

I.D. On My Gravestone (2007)

From the album ' Julian Gaskell & his Ragged Trousered Philanthropists' - JG accordion/guitar

Fun Tashlack (2007)

From the 2012 album 'Kind words from home'

Kind words from home

Left luggage

Same old world

At the edge of the map

SAFETY RHUMBA

Put on your hi-vis baby, we're going for a stroll
Put on your hi-vis baby, let me take you for a stroll
We're gonna lay our cones in the middle of the road
We're gonna dig our love right out of this hole

Put on your steel toes honey, we're going dancin' tonight
Put on your steel toes honey, I'll take you dancin' tonight
We're gonna stack the boxes, direct the cars
Safely organise the inside of our hearts

Down grille or gutter - safely by my side
Down grille or gutter - let me take you by the hand
Down grille or gutter - is it written above?
Down the grille or the gutter - forever in love?

Put on your hard hat woman, take down the Heras fence
Put on your hard hat woman, step through the Heras fence
Ignore the signs, don't be risk averse
We'll demolish our way back to the present tense

Put on your carabiner baby, we're gonna get us high
Put on your carabiner baby, we're gonna get high
We're gonna climb to the top of the scaffold of love
Before the sun falls down upon us from above

Down grille or gutter - safely by my side
Down grille or gutter - let me take you by the hand
Down grille or gutter - is it written above?
Down the grille or the gutter - forever in love?

Put on your hi vis baby, we're going for a stroll
Hi vis baby, let me take you for a stroll
We're gonna lay our cones in the middle of the road
Dig our love right out of this hole

Safety Rhumba

MAKE THE DISTANCE

In a town where there's two roads in but just one way out
We sit here in silence but wild words climb the walls and shout
My leftover sentences might be built for speed
But these hand me down efforts they don't fit the need
When they can't make the distance
They can't make the distance home

When your head tips back and you sigh and you pour the glass long
Your stray eyes and wandering thumb put the word out you're gone
I never had myself down as some kind of raconteur
But every mumbled attempt collapses in a blur 
And it can't make the distance
It can't make the distance home
It can't make the distance home

Another night full of wisdom and whiskey and stars on the steps
Did you put out your love with the bottles to collect 
A boy racer speeds off up the hill
And I can't help but think there's a way but no will
When you can't make the distance
You can't make the distance home
You can't make the distance home
Yeah, you can't make the distance home
You can't make the distance home

Make The Distance

HALF A CHANCE

The air is laden with stories of dust and years
I'd struggle to tell how I wound up here
Just memories of barrels, splinters and waves
I don't know what it is, but we've changed

And if I had me half a chance
I'd still climb right up the mast
And I'd do it all again and again
If I had me half a chance

Muffled conversations and echoed laughter
That don't sound that much like 'happily ever afters'
To be here but never here, a fly on the wall
To be present in another moment, that's all

And if I had me half a chance
I'd still climb me up that mast
And do it all again and again
If I had me half a chance

Time was crushed and beaten, and left in a pile
It stood still, with no future for a while
'til a hand reached out and it took me from the jar
Ah, when will we remember who we are?

If I had me half a chance
I'd still climb me up the mast
And do it all again and again
If I had me half a chance

Yes, if I had me half a chance
I'd still climb me up that mast
And do it all again and again
If I had me half a chance

If I had me half a chance.

Half A Chance

STANDIN' ON A ROCK
I'm a standin' on a rock, standin' on a rock
And I don't mind the moss that's a settlin' on my mind
I'm a standin' on a rock, yeah standin' on a rock
I got time enough, I got a deeper mental place to find

I'm a standin' on a rock, standin' on a rock
I won't be smoothed by white waters, broken by tree roots
I'm a standing on a rock, standing on a rock
Well, I got time enough, I got nothing left to lose

Well, a stopped clock tells the right time
Er, pretty much twice a day
And if I stand here long enough maybe the tide will bring you back 
The one that stole your love away
I'm an out of time fool, upright in a crooked world
And I'm standin' on a rock, I'm just standin' on a rock for you

I'm a climbin' up a tree, climbin' up a tree
I don't need no soul in this world for company
I'm a climbin' up a tree, climbin' up a tree
I get a feeling that I'm waitin' for you more than you're waitin' for me

Well, a stopped clock tells the right time
Pretty much twice a day
And if I stand here long enough maybe the tide will bring you back 
The one that stole your love away
I'm an out of time fool, stood upright in a crooked world
And I'm standin' on a rock, I'm just standin' on a rock for you

I'm a rollin' down a hill, rollin' down a hill
I'm coiled up like a spring and I'm burning on every fuse
I'm a rollin' down a hill, I'm a rollin' down a hill
Man, I got to pick up some speed, I got troubles that I just can't lose


Well, a stopped clock tells the right time
Pretty much twice a day
And if I stood here long enough maybe the tide will bring you back 
The one that stole your love away
I'm an out of time fool, upright in a crooked world
And I'm standin' on a rock, I'm just standin' on a rock for you

In the wind and the rain, in the wind and the rain
Well I'm taking on the world just to numb me from the pain
In the wind and the rain, in the wind and the rain
I'll stay out in the world until I'm welcome back in here again

Well, a stopped clock tells the right time
Pretty much twice a day
And if I stood here long enough maybe the tide will bring you back 
The one that stole your love away
I'm an out of time fool, stood upright in the crooked world
And I'm standing on a rock, I'm just standin on a rock
I'm standing on a rock, I'm just standin on a rock
I'm standing on a rock, I'm just standin on a rock for you

Standin' On A Rock

Featuring JG on vocals/guitar  Luke Richards on drums, Thomas Sharpe on bass and Dave Hart on harmonica

Pulling the staples out of my brain (2013)

Julian Gaskell is a maverick multi-instrumentalist singer, songwriter, producer, performer, storyteller and van driver.  Described in Cornwall by angry locals as the bastard son of Waits, Strummer, Reinhardt and Rachmaninov, he is a ludicrously self-sabotaging musical talent whose work over the last 20 years has incorporated verbose punk, withering agricultural-folk, european street accordion and skiffled-up boogie-woogie piano protest songs, torch ballads, weeping country laments and straight up rock’n’roll bangers.  

“such originality, intelligence and appeal that the ability to hear suddenly seems like a privilege” Vive le Rock
"a gorgeous, gorgeous folky voice"  BBC Introducing

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