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Mæstoso - Caterwauling

Caterwauling CD cover

CD: Esoteric Recordings ECLEC 2017, 19th November 2007



Tracklisting

Recording Details

Recording Studios:
The Beast In The Cellar Studios, Manchester.

Recording Dates:
June 2006 to September 2007



Musicians

Woolly Wolstenholme (voice, Mellotron, keyboards, guitars, Doctor in "Pills" sketch)
Steve Broomhead (voice, guitars, keyboards, slide guitar, mandolin, mobile 'phone, Theramin)
Craig Fletcher (voice, bass guitar, sideboard with strings, Announcer, Non-doctor in "Pills" sketch)
Kim Turner (voice, drums and percussion, guitars, keybaords, Swanee whistle, recorder, watersports, Bellotron)


Guest Musicians:

Geoffrey Richardson (viola)
Jake Fletcher (revolting chord)


Sleeve

V. Longo


Caterwauling

Fletcher/Turner/Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Soldier Of Fortune / The Road To Nowhere

Lyrics:

I was born on Christmas Day
Some they said a callow whelp
Yet I taught myself to pray
God will save me God will help
God will save me God will help

Learned no trade at father's knee
Though I was his pride and joy
Wondered what becomes of me
Tinker, tailor, soldier boy?
Tinker, tailor, soldier boy?

A soldier of fortune -
I dance to just one tune
For flag and for country
Whatever confronts me
I'll prevail
With one god above me
The women just love me
I kiss them, then leave them
And though I agrieve them
I'll not fail

So I fought at Agincourt
Marston Moor and Waterloo
Some things are worth fighting for
God will help me guide me through
God will help me guide me through

A soldier of fortune -
I dance to just one tune
For flag and for country
Whatever confronts me
I'll prevail
With one god above me
The women just love me
I kiss them, then leave them
And though I agrieve them
I'll not fail

Then I went to Inkerman
Spion Kop and Passchendaele
Always do the best you can
Then you'll live to tell the tale
Then you'll live to tell the tale

Now I lie in Flanders Fields
Basra, Helmand - who can tell
But I know what time reveals
God won't save me God won't help
God won't save me from this
Hell

(jack's tale)

Jack worked hard at his job at the factory
Twenty one he was set for life
Every Friday he'd take home his salary
Food and shelter for child and wife
Then the thunder was heard in the East
So he picked up a rifle and went to France
For himself he cared not the least
When the whistle blew he took his chance

In a land fit for heroes
Who knows where he goes?
To the bar in the Red Rose
For a pint he'll tell all those he can

He was marching down the road to nowhere
Climbing mountains much too high
He was chasing rainbows
Clutching at straws
Counting black crows
Doing God knows what
Until the day he died

Jack was there at the victory parade
With its hollow singing and empty talk
In the back on a seat they had made
Where he couldn't see 'cause he couldn't walk
Half the men had been lost from the town
There was work for every returning son
But the factories they turned poor Jack down
They said 'Hands required - you have only one'

Turner/Wolstenholme / Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Matilda Yarrow

for Kipper

Lyrics:

Matilda Yarrow creeps around my door
And softly by my bed
She whispers words to me I can't ignore
And this is what she said

Sleep baby sleep the night is almost done
Soon I will leave
And when the morning comes
You will find what I've left behind
Look and treasure you will find

Broomhead
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




The Collector

Lyrics:

Some love the morning light
Some love the stars that shine
But those things in your sight
One day will all be mine
When you were seventeen
You had the whole world at your feet
Now you are seventy
The time has come for us to meet
Some see in lover's eyes
The beauty that they hold
When love and passion dies
That's when I'll take you to my fold
I am the collector

Some want a baby's cry
Some want the rainbow's end
But wishes and desires
All come to naught my friend
When on a moonless night
Out on an empty winding road
When time and tide is right
I'll come to take what I am owed
Some seek in lover's eyes
The beauty that they hold
When love and passion dies
That's when I'll take you to my fold
I am the collector

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Closure

Lyrics:

You were untrue to me
The truth that I could see
Whilst your indifference
Undid my confidence
And so I blamed you for
These things and so much more
Right now I'm pretty sure
I did it to myself

I broke my back for you
Upon the rack of you
Those years of misery
Were not so good for me
The loving songs I wrote
Whose words stuck in my throat
Now need one final note
I did it to myself

And so I thank you for
Your showing me the door
And levelling the score -
I did it to myself

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Always

Lyrics:

The Sunday evening
The church bells brightly chime
They mark the passing of another day
No rhyme or reason
Can still the hands of time
The sand is flowing and will run away

Though I will wait for you for all my days
I will wait for you always

A thousand islands
A hundred empty seas
And any vessel but a distant speck
Here lie the sirens who wail their melodies
How long must they wait
For one ship to wreck

Oh I will wait for you for all my days
I will wait for you always
If that's all it takes then let the years roll by
I will wait for you always

My time is over
My song is almost done
And soon the dark sky will be turning light
Yes I have patience but patience sorely won
Give me the hour- I'll give you the night

Oh I will wait for you for all my days
I will wait for you always
If that's all it takes then let the years roll by
I will wait for you always

Turner/Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




I Don't Like You

Lyrics:

It's the hours of stony silence
I can't take
Over something that I said
Or did not say
And I guess I should repent
For my mistakes
But it didn't really happen anyway

I don't like you but I love you
I don't need you yet I want you
Please be with me
But don't you get too near
So where do we go from here?

Now the days of wine and roses
Are a blur
Through a clouded glass
We view them from afar
So what happened to those people
That we were
And what's happening
To the people that we are?

I don't like you but I love you
I don't need you yet I want you
Please be with me
But don't you get too near
So where do we go from here?

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Tonight Could Be The Night

Lyrics:

I know this feeling
I've felt this way before
My head is spinning around and around
I feel just like a man who's fallen overboard
You've got a look in your eye
That tells me you feel the same way too
You know this feeling's the kind
That lasts the whole night through

Tonight could be the night
I'm gonna make it with you
Tonight could be the night
Tonight could be the night
My dreams are gonna come true
Tonight could be the night

Looks so familiar
This is no strangers face
There's something about the way you smile
Reminds me of another time another place
I call you Carmen Miranda
We're lovers you and I
Love, I am at your command again
Tonight tonight tonight

I call you Carmen Miranda
We're lovers you and I
In this new incarnation
In this new disguise
Tonight could be the night ...

Turner
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Shoes

Lyrics:

These are the shoes
Of those whose lives all ended here
These are the clothes they wore
When death descended here
No glory, no story
To be appended here
And after all they're only shoes

These are the bones
Of those who are unknown to me
Here nothing shows
Of what they might have grown to be
No monument, no sentiment
Marks their eternity
And after all they're only bones

The ways of man
Are studded with brutality
Hold, whilst we can,
What's left of our humanity
Forgiving, forgetting
Should be the way to be
But after all we're only men

(Solo Viola: Geoffrey Richardson)

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Strange Worlds

Lyrics:

On a planet where the sun forgets to set
People gather in their holes and wonder
Yet stranger worlds must lie beyond the blue sky

So they read up on their gen with highest hope
And they build a first for them - a telescope!
But the stars stay out of sight
There is no night

On a planet where the sun has never shone
People gather in their holes and ponder on
Why their washing is still wet
And will not dry

(Backing Vocals: The Clanger Sisters)

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Quicksand

Lyrics:

I'm sinking in quicksand
I'm thinking there's one hand
To lift me up
To where there's air enough
To breathe

I strayed in the deep end
I'm praying for one friend
To pull me out
To where there's air enough
To breathe

I'm walking a tightrope
And hoping against hope
That I won't fall
For here there's air enough
To breathe
To breathe

I'm sinking in quicksand

(Final Chord: Jake Fletcher)

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Blossom Hill

Lyrics:

On Blossom Hill
Day's curtains close
And troubled man
Finds his repose
Farewell the sun
His last embrace
Runs deepest red
Now all is said
We drink our fill
On Blossom Hill

On Blossom Hill
Red pales to grey
How dark the night
How dead the day
Behold the sky
Vast panoply
Stars shine for all
Until they fall
And fall they will
On Blossom Hill

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




Pills

Lyrics:

Slow down, relax, you have nothing to do all day
But wait and salivate
On the good things to come your way
My friend, I recommend something completely new
Think freude, not paranoid, uh?
And we're certain to pull you through

... and pills can be fun!
Your life - wunderschön!!!
These pills will do the trick
But you must be a willing lunatic

Take one, take two
And I'm sure that a cure you'll find
But if not, just take the lot
And your troubles will be behind
You!

Wolstenholme
© 2007 Musica Realis Ltd.




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