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[Introduction]
I’m sitting in my Ladbroke Grove waiting for the NME;
They’re coming down to interview me.
But I haven’t told the others, ‘cos they’d mess about and burp, and tell the truth and laugh at me
for drinking a classic red, bottled by a medal-winning estate on the banks of the Garonne.
[Interview monologue]
So then Ben, it seems every track on the EP involves death, drunkenness, desperate poverty,
diabolical dealings, incest, murder and abandonment. Does this reflect your current state of mind?
Well, you know I have days. Those songs were written a few years back when I had a few problems
with someone really close. Things started to weigh me down. And I generally don’t like to talk
about it, you know.
Okay, yeah – no problem.
What it is you see, is that you can love someone and hate them at the same time, and I felt like
I was on a tightrope – kind of like a precipice. It was all a bit deranged, and I guess that comes
through in the music.
Yeah, sure. Your guitarist used to be in Evil Gazebo. Has that been an influence on your sound
Do you think?
Well those particular songs were more about the descent into madness which I found myself
falling into. So obviously I wrote those songs through nothing really to do with erm, this new
guitarist, and er, it’s all to do with the ensuing psychiatric help. Which I suppose is in evidence
within the lyrics. As I say, I don’t want to go into that too much.
Right, yeah. Your ex-girlfriend informs us, erm, after her new band of course – Pankhurst, entered
the charts last week, that your treatment as such was at a voluntary day ward and you went along
there purely to get people into thinking you were the new Nick Drake.
[Chorus]
I’ve been in a mental hospital, I’ve been in a mental hospital
But I don’t like to talk about it, all the same.
I’ve been in a mental hospital, I’ve been in a mental hospital
I’ve been in a mental hospital, I’ve been in a mental hospital.
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[Monologue]
I looked at the colour booklet they gave me in town; there was a picture of a young boy
on the cover playing table tennis with a big friendly bear. An owl was umpiring and in the
background The Tindersticks were opening the Hamilton Bland Memorial Swimming Pool.
Behind an ancient oak, a figure stood with his head hung down in shame like an actress
leaving a divorce court. He’d been found guilty of wearing a Brazilian shirt with a number
ten on the back and swigging from a bottle of lager, whilst talking of the beautiful game.
[Bridge]
Up on the beacon a balladeer with a big nose belted out a broadside.
[Chorus]
Suspected murderer of Tupac murder suspect murdered.
Suspected murderer of Tupac murder suspect murdered.
Suspected murderer of Tupac murder suspect murdered.
Murdered.
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Murdered.