Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Real men from hell

wherein I'm having a flashback to 1984


One of my favorite bands in the 1980s was easily The Jazz Butcher. Slightly jazzy and irreverent, occassionally something else. They always entertained me and made me smile. Few people I ever played them for enjoyed the Jazz Butcher, but I was always up for another LP. Hard to come by on CD, when I get around to picking up a new record player, they'll be some of the first vinyl I rip.

Looks like I have three proper albums and five EPs - a couple of which are 45 rpm - all purchased from 1984 to 1985. Just guessing, but Scandal in Bohemia was probably my first. Here's

Mind Like a Playground
liner notes read: "Warp factor 10. A perfectly reasonable argument in my opinion."

I have a mind like a playgroup with kiddies on the carpet
Toys on the table and lots and lots of noise
People leave their thoughts here
Like they'd leave their kids there
While they go out drinking and chasing boys.

I don't care, even if they do stare
I don't care, I don't mind at all
I don't care, even if they do stare
I haven't got a mind at all.
(La la la la la la la)

People wouldn't leave their kiddies on the M1
Might get run over, splish splat dead
So why do they assume that I've got any room for
All their stuff inside my head?

I don't care, even if you do stare
I don't care, I don't mind at all
I don't care, even if you do stare
I haven't got a mind at all.
(La la la la la la la)

Mind like a bathroom, splishy splashy bathroom
Mind like a bathroom with little rubber ducks
Mind like a bathroom with soap and talcum powder
Mind like a bathroom with little rubber ducks

I don't care, even if I do stare
I don't care, I don't mind at all
I don't care, I might as well not be there
I haven't got a mind at
I haven't got a mind at
I haven't got a mind at all.

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