Sadly we bid farewell this week to the genius singer, songwriter, and guitarist Tom Verlaine. He was the founder and driving force behind the groundbreaking band Television who reshaped music as part of the late 70’s NYC scene. This week’s show features some of Verlaine’s music. Hope you’ll enjoy and look up more of his stuff if it wasn’t already on your radar.
This week’s show comprises songs inspired by the writings of the masterful British sci-fi novelist and story-teller, J. G. Ballard.
Hey you, in the front row Are you coming backstage after the show? Because I’ve got a chaise longue in my dressing room And a pack of warm beer that we can consume
This week’s show features music not heard previously on this show, selected from the #PunkandNewWaveClassics tournament on Twitter that can be found on the “Everything 80’s” feed curated by @Oliver_Shergold. Check it out by clicking here!
Don’t you like the way I move when you see me?Don’t you like the things that I say?Don’t you like the way I seem to enjoy it?When you shout things but I don’t care
Walk out to winter, swear I’ll be there Chill will wake you, high and dry You’ll wonder why Walk out to winter, swear I’ll be there Chance is buried just below the blinding snow
Out of concealment Blank and stark-eyed Why so uncertain? This culture deceives
I had a one-way ticket and a little radio
I turned it on, heard the sound from twenty years ago
Somebody smiled and said, that’s the only way to go
He died at twenty-one, now nobody’s innocent in
Memphis! So where the hell is Memphis?
When she walks, the revolution’s comin’In her hips, there’s revolutionWhen she talks, I hear the revolutionIn her kiss, I taste the revolution
Hide all the antiques
And put all the paintings away
Now it’s my turn
To heat up the RCA
Open up the fridge
And put all the food to the rear
Make a lot of room
For another couple boxes of beer
Once I knew a man in love with moneyHe said it solved his worries and his caresThen one day, I heard him saySomething I hear everywhere“Tell me now to find true love and happinessIn the present day”
I wonder if they’re dancing disco in Moscow?
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I’m all lost in the supermarket. I can no longer shop happily.
It’s never enough until your heart stops beatingThe deeper you get, the sweeter the painDon’t give up the game until your heart stops beating
Some people speak broken English. Others are watching the clothes go round. And some simply fade away. Include me out.
Always work. Go to church. Respect those with authority over you.
I’m a real wild one.
“I wanna be your dog”, he said.
“Just drive”, she said.
All we ever wanted was everything. All we ever got was cold.
Too much time to kill, it’s killing me.
Leave me alone, you psycho killer! You never stop! Who are you?
Words in papers, words in books
Words on TV, words for crooks
Words of comfort, words of peace
Words to make the fighting cease
Words to tell you what to do
Words are working hard for you
Eat your words but don’t go hungry
Words have always nearly hung me
There’s a hole in the sky
Where the sun don’t shine
And a clock on the wall
And it counts my time
I’m sure you’ve got some
Information
But it looks as if I
Have to prompt you
I hope I don’t have to
Twist your arm off!
