Mixed music bag – week 5

This is the final song for March. Next week will be the start of A for April.

Remember it’s the artist/group that has the first letter of the month at the start of their name.

This week the band I’ve chosen is Mott The Hoople. They were an English rock band formed in Hertfordshire. Originally known as the Doc Thomas Group, the group changed their name after signing with Island records in 1969. The band released albums throughout the early 1970s but failed to find commercial success. On the verge of breaking up, the band was encouraged by David Bowie to stay together. Bowie wrote the glam rock song “All The Young Dudes” for them, which became a huge commercial success in 1972. Bowie subsequently produced an album of the same name for them, which continued their success.

Despite personnel changes, the band had further commercial success with Mott (1973) and The Hoople (1974). Lead singer Ian Hunter departed the band in 1974, after which the band’s commercial fortunes began to dwindle. They remained together with continuing personnel changes until their break-up in 1980. The band have had reunions in 2009, 2013, 2018 and 2019. Ian Hunter, although now in his 80’s, is still touring and has a new album out in April. Hunter’s book Diary of a Rock ‘n’ Roll Star (a favourite read of mine) about the day-to-day life on the band’s 1972 winter tour of the US, covering the ups and downs of life on the road, was first published in June 1974.

Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he’d kick it in the head when he was 25
Speed jive, don’t want to stay alive
When you’re 25

And Wendy’s stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freddy’s got spots from ripping off the stars
From his face
Funky little boat race

Television man is crazy
Saying we’re juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh, man, I need TV when I got T-Rex
Oh, brother, you’ve guessed, I’m a dude, dad

All the young dudes (hey, dudes!)
Carry the news (where are you?)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up, come on!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (I want to hear you!)
Carry the news (I want to see you!)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you! All of you!)
Carry the news

Now Lucy looks sweet ’cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it’s a real mean team
But we can love
Oh yes, we can love

And my brother’s back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag
Too many snags

Now I’ve drunk a lot of wine, and I’m feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh, is there concrete all around or is it in my head?
Yeah, I’m a dude, dad

All the young dudes (hey, dudes!)
Carry the news (where are you?)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (I want to hear you!)
Carry the news (I want to see you!)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (what dudes?)
Carry the news (let’s hear the news, come on!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (hey, you there, with the glasses!)
Carry the news (I want you!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want you at the front!)
Carry the news (now you, all his friends!)

All the young dudes (now you bring him down, ’cause I want him!)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (I want him right here, bring him, come on!)
Carry the news (bring him, ha-ha, here you go!)

All the young dudes (I’ve wanted to do this for years, ha ha ha!)
Carry the news (there you go!)
Boogaloo dudes (how do you feel?)
Carry the news

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: David Bowie

All the Young Dudes lyrics © Tintoretto Music, Chrysalis Music Ltd

Song Lyric Sunday – Grunge

The theme of SLS this week is GRUNGE. Thanks once again to Jim for the prompt.

I’ve chosen one of the best known tracks by the band HOLE. Lead vocalist/guitarist Courtney Love was more than just the wife of Nirvana’s Kurt Cobain.

Courtney Love and Hole guitarist Eric Erlandson co-wrote the song with Smashing Pumpkins frontman Billy Corgan, whom Courtney later said provided the main guitar riff.

Mixed music bag week 4

Week four of March. The name of a group or solo artist (surname) that begins with the letter M

This week I’ve chosen a track by one of my favourite singer/songwriter’s which is Ian McNabb

Robert Ian McNabb (born 3 November 1960) is an English singer-songwriter and musician. Previously the frontman of The Icicle Works, McNabb has since embarked on a solo career and performed with several musicians including, Neil Young/Crazy Horse and Ringo Starr.

McNabb’s first musical performance was playing “You’re Sixteen” at Fairfield Conservative Club in Liverpool in 1974. In 1975, he auditioned and joined the young cabaret group Daybreak (Later renamed “Young World”). The group played at working men’s clubs around the North-West of England during the mid-1970s. The group unsuccessfully auditioned for television talent show Opportunity Knocks. Chris Sharrock later joined the group, where McNabb first became friends with him, he would go on to drum for The Icicle Works.

McNabb became the lead vocalist and songwriter for the band, which was founded in 1980. The band’s other members were Chris Sharrock on Drums and Chris Layhe on bass guitar and backing vocals.

The Icicle Works had success in the UK with the top 20 single “Love is a Wonderful Colour” in 1983. They also hit the top 40 in the United States and Canada with the single “Whisper to a Scream (Birds Fly)” in 1984.

The original line-up of The Icicle Works broke up in 1988. McNabb put together a new “second generation” Icicle Works line-up in 1989, which released one album in 1990. However, the album was commercially unsuccessful and the band broke up the following year.

Ian McNabb has released fifteen solo albums from 1993 to 2022. My favourite is “Merseybeast” released in 1996. Both these tracks are from that album. His soft side and his rockier side.

Song Lyric Sunday

This week the theme is Bluegrass music. I’ve always liked the original version of Ghost Riders In The Sky, so this is my choice today. Thanks again to Jim for the prompt.

An old cowboy went riding out
One dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested
As he went along his way

When all at once a mighty herd
Of red eyed cows he saw
Plowin’ through the ragged skies
And up the cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire
And their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny
And their hot breath he could feel

A bolt of fear went through him
As they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard
And he heard their mournful cry

Yippie-yi-o
Yippie-yi-yay
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt
Their eyes were blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
He’s riding hard to catch that herd
But he ain’t caught ’em yet

‘Cause they’ve got to ride forever
On that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on, hear their cry

As the riders loped on by him
He heard one call his name
‘If you wanna save your soul
From hell a-riding on our range

Then, cowboy, change your ways today
Or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the devil’s herd
Across these endless skies

Yippie-yi-o
Yippie-yi-yay
Ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Stanley Jones

(Ghost) Riders in the Sky lyrics © Edwin H. Morris & Co. Inc.

Mixed music bag week 3

Week 3 of March already! A song by any artist (group or solo name) that begins with the letter M.

Manic Street Preachers, also known simply as the Manics, are a Welsh rock band formed in Blackwood in 1986. The band consists of cousins James Dean Bradfield (lead vocals, lead guitar) and Sean Moore (drums, percussion, soundscapes), plus Nicky Wire (bass guitar, lyrics). They were originally a four-piece band but rhythm guitarist Ritchie Edwards disappeared in February 1995

Manic Street Preachers was put on hold for six months and disbanding the group was seriously considered, but with the blessing of Edwards’ family, the other members continued. Edwards was legally presumed dead in 2008, to enable his parents to administer his estate. The band continue to set up a microphone for Edwards at every live performance.

This is my favourite tracks from the debut 1992 album; ‘Generation Terrorists’. Ritchie is wearing the black & white jacket in the video.

Culture sucks downwards
Itemize loathing and feed yourself smiles

Organize your safe tribal war
Hurt, maim, kill and enslave the ghetto

Each day living out a lie
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever

Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness

Life lies a slow suicide
Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths

From feudal serf to spender
This wonderful world of purchase power

Just like lungs sucking on air
Survival’s natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness

All we want from you are the kicks you’ve given us
All we want from you are the kicks you’ve given us

Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness

Drive away and it’s the same
Everywhere death row, everyone’s a victim

Your joys are counterfeit
This happiness corrupt political shit


Living life like a comatose
Ego-loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow

Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness
Everlasting nothingness

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Sean Moore / Nicholas Jones / James Bradfield / Richard Edwards

Motorcycle Emptiness lyrics © Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited

Surfing on Song Lyric Sunday

The theme this Sunday is ‘surf rock’. (from the prompt by Jim “A Unique Title For Me”). The Beach Boys, Jan and Dean and The Ventures are a few of the most well-known groups in this genre but there were many others.

The Barracudas are an English surf rock band formed in late 1978. The band’s original line-up consisted of Jeremy Gluck (vocals), Robin Wills (guitar and vocals), Starkie Phillips (bass and vocals) and Adam Phillips (drums). Before the band recorded its first single, Starkie and Adam Phillips left the band.

The band is notable for their 1980 hit single “Summer Fun”, which started with an excerpt from a 1960s spoof advertisement for the Plymouth Barracuda campaign. The song included dialogue where announcers had difficulty pronouncing the word barracuda. The single reached number 37 on the UK singles chart.

The band officially lasted until 1981 with a final performance in Madrid. There have been few occasional performances since.

Your Plymouth dealer is a dealing man, yeah, yeah

I’m a Plymouth dealer a dealing man
Right now I’m giving the best deal ever on that view Plymouth Bacarruda
Hey man the name of the Plymouth fast back is the Barracuda

I can’t pronounce Bacarruda

Yeah well look man try this…
say BA (BA), RRA (RRA), CU (CU), DA (DA)!
Now put it altogether!

Ba-ba-rra-rra-cu-cu-da-da!

Well it ain’t Barracuda man
But I think we got a hit record

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba… (x4)

There’s no use when you can
be on the side
control your running in the dark
turn it out
I don’t care for the rest of the year
This is what I wanna do
The sun is out
The feelings right
It’s all up to you
In the sun, summer fun (x2)

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba… (x4)

Here I am in a classroom
I graded my hair ???
I don’t care for the rest of the year
This is what I wanna do
The sun is out
The feelings right
It’s all up to you
In the sun, summer fun (x2)

Come on baby
Don’t say maybe
Be my summer girl
In the sun, summer fun…

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba… (x4)

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Robin Wills

Summer Fun lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Mixed music bag week 2

It’s still M for March. This week I’ve chosen the title track from Magnum’s Kingdom of Madness debut album.

Magnum are an English hard rock band. They were formed in Birmingham by Tony Clarkin (guitar, songwriter) and Bob Catley (vocals). Although initially formed in 1972 they didn’t get a record deal until 1978 when the debut album was released on the Jet label. A total of 22 studio albums have been released up to 2022 and also several live and compilation albums.

The band have undergone several changes in personnel over the years; however, the core of Catley and Clarkin remain.

When the night is on the run
And your dreams are almost gone
Seas of fire snatch your soul
Beasts of morning then unfold

In a whirlpool sadness creeps
Shadows walk with silent feet
Is there something in the air
Turns your hope into despair?
Despair

Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me undone
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve really begun
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me on the run
When the night is on the run

And your dreams are almost gone
Seas of fire snatch your soul
Beasts of morning then unfold

Take your hands away from me
Leave my eyes so I can see
It’s not pleasure that you seek
You destroy the ones who are weak

Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me undone
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve really begun
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me on the run

The minstrel sings as he looks at me
But he doesn’t make a sound
And a lovely time is had by all
As the jester plays around
Everyone’s laughing
Everyone’s laughing
Everyone’s laughing but me

Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me undone
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve really begun
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me on the run
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me undone
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve really begun
Oh, kingdom of madness you’ve got me on the run

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Tony Clarkin

Rockabilly rebels

This week the Song Lyric Sunday theme is Rockabilly.

Nick Cave in his early days with his band The Birthday party had a number of songs in a Rockabilly style. This was their best known track.

whooah bite! whooah bite!
release the bats. release the bats
don’t tell me that it doesn’t hurt.
a hundred fluttering in your skirt
(don’t tell me that it doesn’t hurt)

my baby is alright
she doesn’t mind a bit of dirt
she says ‘horror vampire bat bite’
she says ‘horror vampire
how I wish those bats would bite’
whooah bite! bite!

release the bats! release the bats!
pump them up and explode the things
her legs are chafed by sticky wings
(sticky sticky little things).

my baby is a cool machine
she moves to the pulse of her generator
says damn that sex supreme.
she says damn that horror bat
sex vampire, cool machine

release the bats! release the bats!
release them!

baby is a cool machine
she moves to the pulse of her generator
says damn that sex supreme.
she says, she says damn that horror bat
sex horror sex bat sex sex horror sex vampire
sex bat horror vampire sex
cool machine
horror bat. bite!
cool machine. bite!
sex vampire. bite!

Source: LyricFind

Release the Bats lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Mixed music bag – week 1

I’ve been encouraged to start a new weekly music post. The themes will be M throughout March through to D for December.

Similar to Song Lyric Sunday I guess. I might need some help though? 🙂 The name of the group/singer must begin with the letter of the month (x4).

This is Magazine with Shot By Both Sides. They were a big favourite New Wave band of mine and this was their most successful single.

This and that, they must be the same
What is legal is just what’s real
What I’m given to understand
Is exactly what I steal

I wormed my way into the heart of the crowd
I wormed my way into the heart of the crowd
I was shocked to find what was allowed
I didn’t lose myself in the crowd

Shot by both sides
On the run to the outside of everything
Shot by both sides
They must have come to a secret understanding

New offenses always in my nerves
They’re taking my time by force
They all sound the same when they scream
As a matter of course

I wormed my way into the heart of the crowd
I wormed my way into the heart of the crowd
I was shocked to find what was allowed
I didn’t lose myself in the crowd

Shot by both sides
On the run to the outside of everything
Shot by both sides
They must have come to a secret understanding

“Why are you so edgy, kid?”
Asks the man with the voice
One thing follows another
You live and learn, you have no choice

I wormed my way into the heart of the crowd
I wormed my way into the heart of the crowd
I was shocked to find what was allowed
I didn’t lose myself in the crowd

Didn’t lose myself in the crowd
Didn’t lose myself in the crowd
I was shocked to find what was allowed
Didn’t lose myself in the crowd

Well, I wormed my way
Well, I wormed my way
Well, I wormed my way
Well, I wormed my way

Well, I wormed my way
Well, I wormed my way
Well, I wormed my way
Well, I wormed my way

Shot by both sides
I don’t ask who’s doing the shooting
Shot by both sides
We must have come to a secret understanding

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Howard Devoto / Peter Shelley

Shot by Both Sides lyrics © Complete Music Ltd.