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Lord Andrew St John Whalley of Shurlach Remixed remodeled recycled...we all need a little more Vinny in our lives.... Favorite track: Man Out of Time [live].
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wiggy18 this is a real treat.
full length live album next , please ! Favorite track: Pop Music for Ugly People [live].
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Oooh la la la la la la la la I’m not afraid of Top of the Pops I’m not afraid of you I’m just a man a man out of time That time is 1972 Cause if you knew then what you know now What would you change, anything? Glitter and stars spiders from Mars And the untimely death of a King Ooh I’m not afraid of Noggin the Nog Or of The Singing Ringing Tree I’m just a man a man out of time That time is 1973 Cause if you knew then What you know now What would you change anything? Reservoir high reach for the sky teaching the world to sing Out of tune in the pub Whilst falling in love With the girl of your dreams And the Likely Lads theme it’s everywhere Oooh la la la la la la la la I’m not afraid to cheat in exams I’m not afraid of the law I’m just a man a man out of time That time is 1974 I met your mother back in the day And she took me home for the night I saw her again just the other week And she gave me terrible fright Ooh I’m not afraid of Lyndsey De Paul Or of the Seven Seas of Rhye I’m just a man a man out of time That time is 1975 Richard Stilgoe Donny and Marie Bri-nylon sheets and a chain-mail bikini Is this how you wanna get your kicks I said roll on1976 And the punks in the park Scare the children after dark And the Teds beat em up For a laugh La la la la la la la la I’m a man out of time
2.
In 74 the schools at war on the 318 and the 144 T Rex at the old town hall It’s a long way back but we’ve walked home before Cricket Club discothèque and a gang of lads in fancy dress Kicking off getting chased over the waste ground to the new estate Life’s a gas no life’s a bitch Tony Blackburn he’s in bits Rocky Horror dressed like a witch Cause I am the grove and you are the ditch And there’s fighting in the colleges And dancing at The Forest Inn Strand Café at the top of the town Gang of Kids in Dr Martens give you the run around Feather cut at the barbers shop A Les Paul copy and a smoker’s cough Hop Wood ho down its The Jameson Raid Dying of exposure discontented winter days Roof top protest not a stitch Jesus loves you now just play the hits The show must go on without a hitch Cause I am the grove and you are the ditch I don’t want to be in your gang No Puppy Love no Shang a Lang Tarts n vicars fools romancing And always way too many skinheads dancing Guitar Hero gone to ground The headlines run in the NME & Sounds Once upon a time he was bound for glory Now a tax exile and a closet Tory Wacky Warehouse and you’re off your tits Pills n thrills in starts and tits They rot your teeth man give you a twitch Cause I am the grove and you are the ditch I am the grove and you are the ditch…
3.
He’s one of a kind if he did but know it Here comes a big reveal don’t blow it Been round in circles like stalking a prey Opportunity knocks he will seize the day And you cant remember anything about him in particular Did he pay attention in class was he a regular Was he? This is the church this is the steeple Open the door it’s just pop music for ugly people See them come running Meanwhile in the bus station at midnight They’re rounding up the homeless And they’re taking them some place out of sight Results come in and he twitches, and he smiles He came from nowhere just a couple of miles down the road The screaming Lord is well beaten into third Its no more or less than we deserve CHORUS He blame’s the scroungers and the née do wells Playing out of time and a dream that didn’t sell The wretched blame game and the art of spin One hundred thousand signatures won’t stop him CHORUS All the polls were wrong the data is gone And you were right all along about that There’s no such thing as a predictable win The doting wife duly kisses him CHORUS Ugly people
4.
Grayson let’s do this thing Art is can make your head sing Time to change those dreary clothes dig out the strobes… Rockefella was at the ball but Cinderella took the money took it all And now they’re arguing about the price of oil and the cost of living… Grayson get yer yas yas out, rolling stoned, lips to mouth as Mo Tucker beats the loving drum of human kindness and everybody freezes We all need a little more art in our life We all need a little more art… The potters wheel of fortune spins And you invite us in To share the delights of broken kilns and a teddy bear called Alan Lets make art Grayson Lets make new stuff We can paint is soy sauce and we can sculpt in mud We’re a happy accident down the line Like an endless search for a perfect wine This is our time… We all need a little more art in our life We all need a little more art… Grayson my confession sits with the high priest of all misfits you know who you are The artefacts of isolation for your consideration Hot water babies by design And a massive flashing motel sign it Tickles the fancy and flutters the heart Is that what you call it… Every connection every reflection Every rejection every hope… We all need a little more art in our life We all need a little more art in our life We all need a little more art… Turn my gaze away I don’t know what to say How to feel or how to look Into the soul of the etiquette book Good job Bob Dylan lets me off the hook Oh Grayson I’m googled your page All those hits and plays We can this thing The raw material is nowhere near as ethereal As you think And art is just another four-letter word We all need a little more art in our life We all need a little more art in our life Get yer head down Isolation is good for the concentration Darling…all aboard the penny farthing Darling…make it cool and make it daring Conceptualist that’s pretty naff Expressionist in a baked bean bath Futurism takes you back Impressionism there’s a knack Modernism doesn’t care Apparently, we’re getting there… Grayson…
5.
How did you get on Where did you go wrong Who do you think you are How much can you take Keep your foot on the brake And leave your shoes by the door and your heart on the dancefloor… Screw you Culture vulture Time like a chimpanzee Hangs from the balcony Drops a Mahler symphony And promises to set your mind free Art is a tired old man Science doesn’t have a plan Radio a black hole That recycles the same old hyper bowl Screw you Culture Vulture Embrace the unpopular song Expect to get it all wrong And wash the car soccer Mom there’s a little bit of me in where you’re from Do your best to entertain In spite of an unfortunate name Like Sean write for luck Many are called but few get up oh Screw you Culture vulture A drop in the ocean of life A grain of sand a beach in the moonlight Fake news heads in a spin A bit like you a bit like him Cart before the horse Tried before the courts Been and gone the paintings going to sell but you can’t afford to buy one Screw you Culture vulture I’m in the jungle get me out of here I have a morbid fear of creepy crawlies I’m in the Trafford Centre get me out of here I have this morbid fear get me out of here Screw you Culture vulture I’m at the pool get me out of here I have this morbid fear of drowning I’m in the theatre get me out of here I have a morbid fear of Shakespeare Get me out of here Culture vulture Oh no not you again
6.
You wear me out I’ll wear you in Don’t get too fat don’t get too thin You fit so well I won’t take you off Now I am found no longer lost My point of view was never clear My new beginning starts right here I swear I was a living ghost Until you gave me what I needed most My Uniform My Uniform My brand-new uniform I stood for nothing until you spoke About belonging to the club I used to think you were a joke I do exactly what I’m told I have a function I have a role I know my fate I know my foes I know pleasure of putting creases in my clothes The outside world don’t stand a chance You call the tune and I will dance My Uniform My Uniform My brand-new uniform Maintain a distance I play it cool Feels like going back to school I have a new identity Thank you for coming to rescue me I’ll be the best dismiss the rest With flying colours on every test And keep the peace, maintain the norm I will comply I will conform My Uniform My Uniform My brand-new uniform x2 My Uniform

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Vinny Peculiar & The Art Thieves

LOOT – a live mini album

Recorded live at The Old Cider Press Evesham UK by Dave Draper 6th September 2020

Artwork & design by Paul Cliff

1 Man Out of Time
2 The Grove & The Ditch
3 Pop Music for Ugly People
4 Grayson
5 Culture Vulture
6 Uniform

LOOT is available exclusively via Bandcamp - release date
Friday Nov 6th 2020

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released November 6, 2020

Pete Mann - bass, backing vocals
Loz Ruston - guitar
Joe Singh - drums
Leah Walch - backing vocals
Alan Wilkes - main vocal, guitar

All songs written by Alan Wilkes [aka Vinny Peculiar]

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Vinny Peculiar variously described as – ‘An under sung national treasure’ [UNCUT Magazine 2014] – a warm hearted Morrissey [Q Magazine 2014] and the missing link between Jarvis Cocker and Roger McGough [Irish Times 2014]. THE ROOT MULL AFFECT is a compilation -
‘The missing link between Jarvis Cocker and poet Roger McGough and some of the wittiest lyrics this side of Wreckless Eric’ IRISH TIMES
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