Hi
Firstly sorry I've not been around reviewing much. Work has all gone a bit mental, I'm spending my evenings on email while my Tele is collecting dust, and like a few others I probably can't be as active here for a while as I'd like to be.
I wanted to post this though, a track Pompey Jazz helped me with a few weeks ago. I really like what PJ added to my very scratchy demo, especially his BVs and some 60s guitar flourishes. Anyway it's a summery chirpy-chappy type thing about the joy of sitting out in the sun doing very little (so those of us enjoying the current UK heatwave might agree it seems a good day to post it).
Love 'n respeck guys, & see you in a bit.
Pauly
Tiny Pleasures
Collecting my thoughts. They don't weight a tonne.
In fact they're all quite lightweight so how come they are still a burden?
Those who have no regrets - were they even trying?
I'd like to say I felt the same but we both know I'd still be lying here
Beneath the pebbledash, the Council cut the grass
And the whole town smells so tropical. Who needs to travel? All I ask is
Tiny pleasures, under the weather
Can't see the wood but the trees still please me
Everyday treasures
If I had a time machine I would use it now
I'd take us to Monterey, syphon off some flower power but
You cannot bottle the spirit of ages
We're going to have to brew our own and find our own flavour
Though the neighbours' kids are looking at me through the fence
I may not have moved for some time, but I'm quite content, just give me
Tiny pleasures, under the weather
Desperate measures are at your leisure but
You can keep the pressure
For there is no better shade than the inside of your eyelids
Against the sun on a summer Monday when you've hit the skids
And there is no better sound than the traffic bulletin
Of jams along the motorways once you've stopped commuting
Best enjoy the swings and roundabouts on the slide into obscurity
Tiny pleasures, under the weather
Can't see the wood but the trees still please me
Tiny pleasures, tiny pleasures,
Tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny pleasures.