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Misery Blues
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Frank Fish sings and plays the blues...the tale of ol'Tommy and the misery caused by carving his initials in that old concrete step. Slide guitar and bass by Mick Clack, drums by Dale Marshall, backing vocals by Ania Rybacka.
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Ranting, grooving, shrieking, psycho-jazz/rock/blues/classical/comedy/funk mayhem
On December 25th 2005 NIGE and TREV were announced as winners in no less than three categories in the 2006 International Online Music Awards (IOMAS)...BEST ARTIST, BEST COMPOSER and BEST SONG for their track entitled 'My Horse will never exist in Reality'. NIGE and TREV's drummer Dale Marshall also received the 2006 IOMA for BEST DRUMMER. NIGE and TREV are a ranting, grooving, shrieking, psychedelic, experiMENTAL, soup hurling,pendulum obsessed jazz/rock/blues/classical/comedy/funk duo who have a passionate devil-may- care, 'no-holds-barred' approach to music resulting in a rapturous hotch potch of euphoric whistling funk-folk pandemonium peppered with fevered bursts of whammy bar werewolf gibberish reminiscent of Captain Beefheart and the great Lord Buckley with distant echoes of Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention, Jimi Hendrix and Miles Davis. Mick 'Trev' Clack's battered Stratocasters wail and howl relentlessly at the three moons of Planet Klennaar carving out a ricketty balsa wood platform for Frank 'Nige' Fish's reckless, unstoppable, scatterbrained Hammer-Horror love sermons. He talks in tongues, he yelps, he growls, he plays guitar upside down, he yodels, he bellows, he serenades, he lectures and occaisonally he even resorts to SINGING! NIGE and TREV also have a wacky website on MY SPACE. MICK 'Trev-or-is-it-Nige?'CLACK has his own website on MY SPACE... FRANK 'Nige-or-is-it-Trev?' FISH has his own website on MY SPACE... Nige & Trev also rear their ugly heads in a band obsessed with all things aquatic - FRANK FISH AND THE FINS....click on this Soundclick logo to visit their garish underwater world of psychedelic, high energy, flipper-hatted panto-rock:
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Genre
Blues • Blues General
Charts
#1,962 today Peak #18
#843 in subgenre Peak #10
Author
Mick Clack/Frank Fish
Rights
Mick Clack Frank Fish
Uploaded
December 09, 2011
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:28
Story behind the song
Did Frank need her with him on that cold November night? Did he remember the standing stones in the circle on her bed Did he lie awake? Did he? Did he? Did she lock her door? Did he smell the dark perfume... We don't know... Misery misery misery Oh yeah...
Lyrics
Did I need her with me on that cold November night? I don't know I don't know I don't know Smell the dark perfume They all wave the same flag Blood spilled on a red shirt Thank God Peel off the leather from the stick and write initials in the wet cement babe People walk on it years later Tommy knew what to expect Tommy's initials in that old concrete step Misery, misery, she sat on the kerb Head in her hands repeating the words Misery misery misery Well thank God Peel off the leather from that stick Oh yeah No names, no ID but wet cement If I could hear blood spilled on a red shirt Oh Tommy, tougher action would have been taken Ol' ma became miserable When she saw ol' Tommy's initials In that old concrete step Oh reahh... Oh misery, oh misery, misery, misery Oh misery, oh misery, misery, misery I can hear blood spilled on a red shirt Tommy They all wave the same flag A damp rectangle of grey cloth Tied to a leather covered stick No names, no ID But wet cement Lyrics and music © 2011 Mick Clack/Frank Fish
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Rooftop Ronnnie
Jan 14, 2014
Yaow-yaowdah! Misery has never been so much fun. This little blues song is a delight to Ron's earlobes. Nige and Trev are the twins of tomfoolery, the sacred brace of oafs that we all need to brighten up our sorry Soundclick lives. Red shirts, leather from the stick, initials in the cement, misery, misery, misery....oh yeahhhhh. Tougher action would have been taken indeed....gloriously lazy slide licks, deliciously blue, female backing vocals and typically guttural FF rankings, rink lungs, auto-correct madness...of course I mean rantings...hurrah...huzzah...praise the lard for N&T and the endless supply of Jackdaw Cheese. Min dock!