Nothing to Add

NOTHING TO ADD  by Trev Teasdel Coventry March 1975 (Cut -up lyric)

 

The murder squad are on the hunt again

Time to look up to the man who cleans the drain                                                Synth version (Draft)

Mystics learn how to conquer pain

My thoughts are restricted by my brain.

A question mark dangles from the chain of a crane.

 

Chorus

But I’ve got Nothing to Add

Does life really have to be that bad?

I’ve got Nothing to add

Does life really have to be that bad?

 

If you’ve got kids then you can’t go out

My teapot’s got an upside down spout

Even the wise are plagued with doubt

People read books to see what life’s about.                                                Acoustic original

Some only live when they twist and shout.

 

Today a million lovers tears will be shed

Saturday will see so many get wed

The funny things that people do in a bed

While half the world is under fed.

I feed my mind, become well read.

 

Everywhere you look’s there’s a tug O war

Susie says Jamie’s such a bore

Today I pulled the handle off my door

As  rich men do survey’s on the poor.

 

All our actions we feel must be justified

Superior decisions that must override

A mother in the street tanned a child’s hide

Hey life! Who are your official guides?

 

Every film has a car that explodes with fire

Each town’s linked with telegraph wire

Days roll by like a wayward tyre

Projecting images / reaching spiritually higher

We’re both the seller and the buyer.

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Another cut up lyric from 1975 - written around the same time as Twentieth Centure Inertia below.

As with 20th Cent - the sources were my A level sociology / literature notes and handouts - overheard bits from the radio or TV in the next room (The first line comes from a TV news report. Colin Wilson's Outsider / Phil Knapper coming popping in - talking about some of his explorations of religious ideas, overheard conversation of people passing by, bits form magazines and books. The lyric was reworked a few times through different versions over the years. The idea of the lyric was to try and capture NOW through the sense - all the media etc that the senses take in at anytime.

For the acoustic version I chose the 1981 versions with Steve Gillgallon on improvised acoustic lead (I was showing him the song with a view to us playing the song so his lead isn't honed on this. The original 1975 version is more enregtic but the sound quality is poorer.

The electric version was done in Middlesbrough in 1985 with Steve Gillgallon on Bass guitar and synth and Me on vocals and keyboards and (I think Steve ingledew may have been on keyboards too - not sure if he'd joined us quite then! This version was a rough working on the portastudio tyring to find a sound and an arrangement. It cooks up a bit towards the end but we abandoned it in favour of other songs so no final and better version emerged.