Political Asylum
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I worked with an African guy from Malawi. He was the nicest, most trustworthy and intelligent guy at the firm.he was over int he UK to do a degree in Electrical technology. When it came time to return,he applied for Political Asylum as his parents had be arrested and tortured by the dictator for being part of the Malawi Labour Party. Naturally he was afraid to return and suffer the same fate. the decision was delayed.One day the police arrived at his home and arrested him.He spent a year in jail with racist bullies who gave him such a bad time. I had left Coventry by then and on my return met him in The wedge Cafe.he was a shadow of himself, Looking down at his feet, no confidence.They had released him and granted him political Asylum but only after he had been imprisioned and beaten up. Exactly the reason he didn’t want to return to his own country.He told me his story and I was mad angry and wrote this song for him.
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I’m a Capitalist
Tinfoil Magicians
Spacious and gracious
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Written for Kevin Harrison formerly of Urge – an early 80’s Coventry who later produced various dub tracks with Two Tone Neol Davis and Horace Panter. I he wanted some words for some of his productions and this is one of two. I don’t think they got used but there they are. This appeared in one of my chapbooks Tinfoil Magicians with poet Ann Wainwright in 2010 both as a poem and the title.
Hailing a Taxi
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Second piece i sent to Kevin Harrison along with Tinfoil Magicians in 2010. It alsoappeared in my chapbook with Ann Wainwright – Tinfoil Magicians in 2010.
Telephone
The Ups and Downs in the Life of Mr Toil and Strife
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In 1968 I met guitar player Nigel Clarke, my first contact with the Coventry music scene. We met at Coventry technical College and were both apprentice Electricians. I was writing lyrics and he had a Simon and Garfunkel style acoustic duo gigging around at the time. Nigel was very interested in psychology at the time and urged me to read books and magazine on it with a view to influencing some song lyrics. I bought one magazine with interesting stories that gave ideas for songs. Case studies about the stresses and strains of life. I wrote two from those kind of articles that resonated with Nigel. This one and Mrs Stress and Strain. Although I never heard it ,Nigel and his mate liked this one and set it to music and performed it at their gigs at places like St Osburgs in Coventry. later it was New Society that provided stimulus for songs.
Twentieth Century Inertia
Marriage still in vogue with the young.
Boxing tonight – Freud vs Jung.
Having fun in the tunnel of love.
One is one’s own enemy and friend.
Van Gough cried “Misery will never end“
Today someone started another new trend
Cos some of the old ones, they came to an end.
Mankind your slaves are rising against you now.
You treat your women like skivvies
and your workers like slaves.
Now your colonies
won’t bless your myths with Kow Tow.
To some unsolved mystery.
Newsmen in Trinidad said they’d hung Malcolm X.
Have the prophets really had a glimpse of the text?
Football team didn’t win, goal disallowed.
But then we’re all part of that football crowd!
Supermarkets sell their beans with sex.
The sheer violence that assaults your head.
Whatever would have Chaucer’s pilgrims have said.
Can u imagine Shakespeare’s three weird sisters
Shopping for Tampax in Marks and Blisters.
Ruthless Macbeth and an American Senator.
Bow down to the latest Charismatic Kings
Tourists tell us that ‘England Swings’
Can’t afford to oil the pendulum swings.
with red-hot sexuality.
You should have seen her body move
Still made sure her mind improved.
Wondering what life would have been like
that caused some 20th Century tears.
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A 2nd cut up, David Bowie style, using my Sociology college and books and magazines. s
Reggae Reggae
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This started as a jam at Lunedale Avenue in Middlesbrough with Steve Gillgallon on bass and Ian Digby on keyboards. Ian shouted Reggae Reggae and then launched into a reggae riff on keyboards and I made up some lyrics to go with it on the hoof. Just a fun and warm up number.
Reggae Reggae – Trev and The Holy Grail 1984 from Trev Teasdel on Vimeo.
So Blue
SO BLUE
©Trev Teasdel Stockton Feb 1985
So blue, I don’t know what to do
So blue, I guess it’s nothing new
I’m selfish and I’m mean
And I’ve caused some kind of scene
I’m blue, so blue, so blue.
So blue, I’m insecure and sad
So blue, I’ve made somebody mad
I’m tacless and I’m green
And I say things I don’t mean
I’m blue I’m blue so blue.
Bridge
If you could only see
Through to the soul of me
I’m sure you’d sympathise
If you saw all the hurt inside.
I don’t mean to be a pain
And make excuses that sound lame
But I was cold and lonely and oh so blue.
I’m sorry that I had to take it out on you.
So blue, and all I wanna do
So blue, is make it up to you
It’s not easy to admit you’re wrong
And say you’re sorry in a song
I’m blue, so very very blue
I’m blue, let me make it up to you.
So blue, there’s no one quite like you.