A song about being in a band that had some great times, but never 'hit the heights' and the mixed feelings this brings. Bit wistful, melancholic, but uplifting as well because not time is wasted. This started life as a conversation in a pub, when Dave the guitarist described playing a tape of the band in a traffic jam on Runcorn Bridge and had forgotten how good we sounded. the rest of it is pretty much autobiographical. We used to rehearse every Wednesday in the cellar at Rigby's pub on Dale Street in Liverpool and we used to play on the alleyway next to it on Beatles Day in August. Big John ran the pub and gave us the accolade of 'Best band in the town'  that day was in 1999. You might well think he would say that, wouldn't he, him being Gary the drummer's Dad, but you'd be mistaken there. He went for a walk around, scoped the other bands and gave us his considered view and  believe me, it meant a lot to me that he said that, because I knew he meant it. Prior to this, I was a  fully paid up busking fool. Before the band played any proper gigs, we went busking in various places to build confidence. The one in Chester was lucrative and we made enough to buy Pizzas at Winston's before coming home.

I was stuck on Runcorn Bridge this morning
Roadblocks, heavy tailbacks forming
Traffic jams and memories
That stretched back for years and miles
Put on a tape I hadn't played for seven years
Or maybe eight
It was a band I used to love
I hadn't heard them for a while
Opened up that door and then
Memories came flooding in
Took me back to another place and time
Past glories, unsung songs and untold stories
Feels like it's time that they were heard
Failed fables, we never learned how to turn the tables
Still I hang on to every word
Wednesday night the place to meet
In Rigby's cellar on Dale Street
We played through every song we knew
Oblivious to Knife
Deansgate, Chester, Liverpool
A fully paid up busking fool
I felt like I was living through
The movie of my life
I'll take Big John's accolade
We were the best band in the town that day
On and on the music played
It never went away
Past glories.......
So the timing wasn't right 
And we never hit the heights
But there's a point in every song 
And that's where may soul belongs
Not everything was wrong
But through the years, we shed our tears
And learned to keep on keeping on
Past glories.........

Past Glories

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(CAS)

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Sobre melodías envolventes, ritmos sinuosos y una deliciosa atmósfera hermética de pop luminoso, los del Garraf proponen al oyente un baile lento, un baile triste, pero que celebre la vida.

'Un altre primer cop' es un espacio nostálgico y por momentos triste, pero también seguro, confortable y lleno de luz y esperanza donde sobrevive intacto el espíritu de las primeras veces.

(ENG)

On their third album, the Catalan band moves away from the shoegaze of their previous releases to immerse themselves in a dreampop and lo-fi pop formula based on careful textures, spatiality, depth, syncopated rhythms and groove where the songs breathe and grow.

On enveloping melodies, sinuous rhythms and a deliciously hermetic atmosphere of luminous pop, the Garraf band propose to the listener a slow dance, a sad dance, but one that celebrates life.

'Un altre primer cop' is a nostalgic and at times sad space, but also safe, comfortable and full of light and hope, where the spirit of the first times survives intact.

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