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\nHere's the final MP3 single from the new <a href="http:\/\/www.scarletswell.co.uk\/">Scarlet's Well<\/a> album. This song is called "Blubberhouses" and is written and sung by Bid. It's a prowling, Kurt Weill-esque portrait of the Mousseron butcher's shop. I rather like the line about "raw chicken… smelling like crocodile", inverting the clich\u00e9 of unusual meat dishes (e.g. crocodile, or human meat) predictably described as tasting of chicken. <\/p>\n
It also contains the origin of "Offal Manipulator", one of the higher ranks people can reach at the <a href="http:\/\/s6.invisionfree.com\/Scarlets_Well\/">Scarlet's Well Message Forum<\/a>, by posting regularly. Other ranks include "Scurvy Scum" and "Bilge Pumper".<\/p>\n
Link: http:\/\/www.fosca.com\/Scarlets-Well-Blubberhouses.mp3<\/p>\n
<b>Blubberhouses<\/b><\/p>\n
<i>Down a greasy alley by the harbour
\nThere's a foggy window in a bay
\nIf you wipe away the dirt
\nWith your filthy little shirt
\nOh, you'll see what keeps the sailors all away
\nIt's not the prices that sting
\nIt's the look of the thing
\nBright red, bright red, bright red mutton
\nGlowing in your hands
\nIn a bowel-splattered apron by the counter
\nLurks a tatty, gibber-ridden man
\nAs he cackles in his beard
\nI try not to look weird
\nThus, manipulate some offal in my hand
\nIt's not the feel you mistrust
\nIt's the mystical gust
\nRaw chicken, raw chicken
\nSmelling like crocodile
\nThe sausages are standing to attention
\nOn a chessboard made of little squares of silk
\nOn the waxwork of a Prince
\nThere's a wig of turkey mince
\nAnd some kidneys bobbing in a bowl of milk
\nAnd on a sign is writ neat
\n"Come to my garden of meat"
\nGive me, give me, give me your liver
\nLiver like it used to be<\/i><\/p>\n
If you like it, do investigate its excellent parent album, "The Dream Spider Of The Laughing Horse", out this week on Siesta Records. It's available to buy online from <a href="http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/exec\/obidos\/ASIN\/B0001ZXOW0\/ref=sr_aps_music_1_1\/026-6467729-9354057">Amazon<\/a>, or <a href="http:\/\/www.siesta.es\/pags\/disco.asp?codigoSiesta=194">from Siesta themselves<\/a>. <\/p>\n
There's a review in this weekend's Independent On Sunday newspaper, by Simon Price:<\/p>\n
"Descended from Indian royalty (it's technically an offence for the Queen of England to step on his shadow), the man known only as Bid is minor indie royalty himself. The former leader of cult 80s heroes The Monochrome Set has been namechecked by the likes of Franz Ferdinand, whose Alex Kapranos is one collaborator on his new project, Scarlet's Well. With Bid's handsome croon alternating with Alice Healey's fragile tones, The Dream Spider Of The Laughing Horse draws on gypsy music, Francopop, showtunes, sitar psychedelia, and rolling indie-folk a la Belle and Sebastian. 3\/5 stars."<\/p>\n
All very good, but I should mention that the lovely Mr Kapranos's song in question, "The Spell", appears on the <i>first<\/i> Scarlet's Well album, "Strange Letters" (1999, Siesta). Still, for many that may as well be a new release too. <\/p>\n
Tickets for the first Scarlet's Well London concert (May 26th, The Spitz) are available to buy online <a href="http:\/\/www.wegottickets.com\/gig.asp?3025">here<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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