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Dance into the fire of Bondian badinage with Tim and Damian, and their almost-expired licences to thrill. Journey deep into their volcano fortress recording studio as they bring you their ‘007 theme song that never was’ and discuss the best (and worst) soundtracks from everyone’s favourite spy movie franchise. It’s the usual chat and choons you’ve grown to love. And literally nobody does it better.
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Foxtrot across the shiny, sprung dancefloor of music biz chat with your hosts Tim Riley and Damian Scott as they explore the world of pub gigs, Bond themes, tribute acts and other assorted nonsense. All capped off with their delightful new (8 years in the making) co-written song 'Before You Fell'. Yes, it's another ballroom blitz episode of MAGIC RABBITS.
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Tiptoe daintily through the tulips of lyricism with Tim and Damian in an unusually wordy podcast episode. Explore with them the joys of metaphor, simile, assonance, alliteration, prosody and dog walks.
Discover their favourite song lyrics with another brief encounter with Tim’s old mate Art Garfunkel. All culminating in the spectral, jazz-infused brushstrokes of ‘Watercolours’,their latest re-recorded song from their old Templemen band days. It’s a belter.
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Abseil down the vertiginous sheer face of rock (and pop) with Tim and Damian in another adventure-filled episode of the podcast you never knew you needed.
This time, join the lads as they recall the (Edinburgh) Fringe benefits of being in the world’s most underrated and undiscovered brilliant band.
All descending rapidly toward a pristine reworking of Tim’s least favourite (and Damian’s most favourite) song: ‘The Things We Said In Bed’.
Frankly, it’s all a bit ropey.
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Hold hands once again with Tim and Damian as they skip merrilythrough the swaying, golden fields of musical nonsense.
Marvel at the lush, verdant gorgeousness of this week’s song, ‘Peter and Jane’. And hear the lads expound on the joys and merits of artistic collaboration, living in the Lake District, and Disney musicals.
It’s another forty-odd minutes of audio pleasure. With a specific emphasis on the ‘odd’.
LYRICS:
Peter and Jane
Music: Damian Scott
Words: Tim Riley
The daring deeds of a daring man
Can’t impress you in the way I can
The meek and mildness of human kindness
Can get to you
You
Peter and Jane watch movies
Shouldn’t we do that
Peter and Jane go walking
Wouldn’t that be good
And when they’re stuck for words
They gaze into each other’s eyes
And when they’re stuck for words
They gaze
Lucky for me you especially
Like to hear my voice constantly
How long will it take
For this ice to break
Through
Peter and Jane watch movies
Shouldn’t we do that
Peter and Jane go walking
Wouldn’t that be good
And when they’re stuck for words
They gaze into each other’s eyes
And when they’re stuck for words
They gaze
Now and again you seem to be
A completely different person to me
It’s so confusing
I keep losing touch
With you
Peter and Jane watch movies
Shouldn’t we do that
Peter and Jane go walking
Wouldn’t that be good
And when they’re stuck for words
They gaze into each other’s eyes
And when they’re stuck for words
They gaze
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Time again to clamber aboard the soul-fired train of musical memories with your drivers Tim and Damian.
This week, the mates present ‘Tea and Biscuits’, a song that draws upon the stop-frame joys of Trumptonshire and tabloids. Along the scenic route, they’ll discuss life, first jobs, and Tim’s close and lasting relationship with Billy Bragg (almost).
It’s another unmissable ride – and you’ll get there in 45 minutes (or if you can’t then you can claim a ticket refund via a cunningly complex online process).
LYRICS:
Tea and Biscuits
words and music by Damian Scott
Tea and biscuits as you curse into your cup
Beer and grumbling as you swear your time is up
Words of wisdom as you put the world to rights
The morning paper to see who won the fight
Ten o’clock and never late
You’re waiting for the early morning break
And the papers will tell you what’s going on in the world
Tea and biscuits as you toast the bride
[Papers, read all about it in the papers]
A royal wedding for the folks inside
Tea and biscuits as the hooter blows
[Papers, read all about it in the papers]
Pull up your trousers and wipe your nose
The Sun or Mirror left by the toilet seat
Smiling Sam is there to make your day complete
A perfect figure and a page of misspelt words
She’s sitting pretty in her sealskin and her furs
Ten o’clock and never late
You’re waiting for the early morning break
And the papers will tell you what’s going on in the world
Tea and biscuits as you toast the bride
[Papers, read all about it in the papers]
A royal wedding for the folks inside
Tea and biscuits as the hooter blows
[Papers, read all about it in the papers]
Pull up your trousers and wipe your nose
Like or lump it as you contemplate your shares
It’s cake or crumpet for the chaps that work upstairs
Ten o’clock and never late
You’re waiting for the early morning break
And the papers will tell you what’s going on in the world
Tea and biscuits as you toast the bride
[Papers, read all about it in the papers]
A royal wedding for the folks inside
Tea and biscuits as the hooter blows
[Papers, read all about it in the papers]
Pull up your trousers and wipe your nose
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It’s time once again to rope up to Tim and Damian as they traverse the rocky (‘n’ rolly) wastelands of bandmatery.
This week, our musical explorers discuss banishment from a famed pub…van breakdowns… a lovely and much-missed fella called Martin Ruby…inspirational management…getting kitted out at Afflecks Palace…dodgy ‘Suede’ bootleg cassettes… and a recording studio called Frog.
And, as if that weren’t enough (and it probably isn't), the show culminates in a newly recorded version of an old ‘Boat Thief’ live set classic, Tim’s marvellous paean to Edinburgh: ‘Morningside Road’.
Och, the new!
🎧 BOAT THIEF
LYRICS:
Morningside Road
words and music by Tim Riley
Well, I wrap my coat around me
And I wish that you were here
So I can take your hand in the Canny Man’s
And make things disappear
Come with me and share my load
I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road
Come with me and share my load
I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road
So I nudge the sleeping city
As I’m walking through her streets
And I kick my toes at the falling snow
As it settles around my feet
Come with me and share my load
I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road
Come with me and share my load
I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road
Well, I’ve always seen this place as my second home
And the city is my friend when I’m all alone
So I’m counting every hour
Til I’m with her once again
Til I again embrace that wondrous place
That mistress to so many, many men
Come with me and share my load
I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road
Come with me and share my load
I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road
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Join Tim and Damian on another scamper through the deep, dank forest of bandmate nostalgia.
This time, the nearly-men of pop bang on about the weight of mandolins, the value of using antique audio equipment, first-person versus third-person song perspectives, brushes with bigwig A&R men…and background sheep noises.
All topped off with a rousing little rendition of Tim’s “A Thousand Miles Away” (with tasty real drums!).
Join them and together, hack through the music-biz wonder-growth.
LYRICS
A Thousand Miles Away
words and music by Tim Riley
She’s away from here
Even when she’s right here
And her vacant stare
Means she’s never quite there
She’s a thousand miles away
She’s a thousand miles away
With her head in the clouds
She skips around the town
And no one knows the sanctuary she’s found
She’s a thousand miles away
She’s a thousand miles away
She’s away from here
Even when she’s right here
And no one knows the sanctuary she’s found
She’s a thousand miles away
She’s a thousand miles away
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Tim and Damian once again amble along the windswept promenade of music-biz memories, deliberating on childhood tribalism, cultural appropriation, difficult time signatures, recording studio nerves… and Jamaican beer. All culminating beautifully in a wistful re-recording of Tim’s ‘Can’t SeeFor Looking’. Grab a jacket, turn up the collar and join them for the b-side stroll.
References:
Peter Gabriel
https://open.spotify.com/track/6vZZtivPrtpggT5SSXsYTy
https://open.spotify.com/album/5mHESsxnNuS9E6s6769eWu
Aztec Camera
https://open.spotify.com/album/1VduWll7rkJvGmwe5gYu72
The Style Council
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T3eGSA4P5vw&list=RDT3eGSA4P5vw&start_radio=1
Sly & Robbie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVIsTZPp0iM&list=RDVVIsTZPp0iM&start_radio=1
Stephen Duffy - The Lilac Time
https://open.spotify.com/album/5SgauH4yHE5d2s7cBZRHKK
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/37i9dQZF1DZ06evO0Ew8gg
David Sylvian
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEArdmll_9w&list=PLI6kLIhBBwmRkH-vUXwHhDFkortLSwLsi&index=4
Linden Studios Cumbria - Guy Forrester
http://lindenstudio.co.uk/
LYRICS
Can’t See For Looking
words and music by Tim Riley
I can’t see for looking, see the wood for the trees
Though I’ve looked high and low on my hands and my knees
And I wish that you’d tell me what it is that I’ve lost
Cos I can’t see for looking
Our union is ending, and it cuts me in two
To see you turn away when I look at you
And you decline my invitation to give it one chance
Our union is ending
I’m practising perfection, my motive unclear
It’ll soften your defences, I’m certain, my dear
And if that were to happen, I’m sure you’d agree
Oh, what am I saying?
As a desperate attempt, I have pleaded with you
To consider it further and start anew
But my rivers of persuasion are fast running dry
These rivers of persuasion
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
I can’t see for looking, see the wood for the trees
Though I’ve looked high and low on my hands and my knees
And I wish that you’d tell me what it is that I’ve lost
Cos I can’t see for looking
Our union is ending, and it cuts me in two
To see you turn away when I look at you
And you decline my invitation to give it one chance
Our union is ending
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To kick off with, Tim and Damian natter about their musical journey, using one of their old songs as a springboard for the chat. This week it's 'The Newlyweds', which they've re-recorded specially for this show.
Stephen Duffy (The Lilac Time)
https://open.spotify.com/album/5SgauH4yHE5d2s7cBZRHKK
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/37i9dQZF1DZ06evO0Ew8gg
Led Zeppelin
https://open.spotify.com/album/0GqpoHJREPp0iuXK3HzrHk
Marc Bolan
https://open.spotify.com/track/4JzqDlNhjxxZ3oQcfXhS6q
Mike Oldfield
https://open.spotify.com/album/0a3YQpBnRzJzNktOjb6Dum
https://open.spotify.com/album/200p7O3raeXT2jNhmzK4TE
Yanks Records
https://medium.com/@alangregson/vinyl-hunting-in-mid-to-late-1980s-manchester-bd564c213258
The Jam
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e3M8X_FV-8&list=RD1e3M8X_FV-8&start_radio=1
Aztec Camera
https://open.spotify.com/album/1VduWll7rkJvGmwe5gYu72
XTC
https://open.spotify.com/artist/2qT62DYO8Ajb276vUJmvhz
ELO
https://open.spotify.com/artist/7jefIIksOi1EazgRTfW2Pk
Steely Dan
https://open.spotify.com/artist/6P7H3ai06vU1sGvdpBwDmE
Little Feat
https://open.spotify.com/artist/0ZIwOAzDuGPspzK7yiTc4S
Bob Dylan
https://open.spotify.com/artist/74ASZWbe4lXaubB36ztrGX
Side FX
https://www.youtube.com/@SideFX-x9g/videos
Biscuit Barrel
https://www.emmabridgewater.co.uk/products/blue-hen-biscuit-barrel?variant=56315146011011
The Clash
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3RGLhK1IP9jnYFH4BRFJBS
Prefab Sprout
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4w3QqrcmBv8dasemwBXmxf
Tears for Fears
https://open.spotify.com/search/Tears%20for%20fears
Elvis Costello
https://open.spotify.com/artist/2BGRfQgtzikz1pzAD0kaEn
LYRICS:
The Newlyweds
words and music by Damian Scott
The bridal suite wasn’t quite what you expected
And the view out of the lake was not that at all
And the thirty-year-old outlook from a sixteen-year-old mind
Will never help you when she’s crawling up the wall
Wishing you were not the newlyweds
Wishing you were not the newlyweds
Wishing you were not the newlyweds
Start from the start and wake up one day ten years later
The honeymoon, it came and went in silence
As you packed away your memories in that case
The pressure cooker romance started leaking steam, quiteslowly first
But blew its top much later in your face
The photographs were dull and uninspiring
A perpetual reminder of the grief
A Kodachrome rendition of a black and white state of mind
That took away your future like a thief
Wake up, wake up, wake up!
(Won’t you) wake up, wake up!
