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Back in the days of Revolving Doris I wrote this cheerful little song to express my pissedoffness over my neighbour's incredibly noisy and pointless horticultural equipment. It became a minor hit on two British internet radio stations.
Since then it has been completely reworked by Los Angeles-based multi-instrumentalist Phideaux Xavier and his producer Gabriel Moffat. They used my original vocals and bassline and added a whole new set of guitars and drums to it.
The full version is on my new album Mind The Gap but Phideaux also sent me a couple of alternative mixes, including this stripped down version with just voice and guitars.
I heartily recommend Phideaux's music to anyone who appreciates art rock and progressive rock richly layered with intellectual and spiritual subtlety ... he is incredibly talented. You can find him at www.bloodfish.com.
Words and music by Rebsie
© 2007 Rebsie Fairholm/Phideaux Xavier
Vocals: Rebsie
Guitars: Phideaux
Production by Gabriel Moffat and Phideaux Xavier
Since then it has been completely reworked by Los Angeles-based multi-instrumentalist Phideaux Xavier and his producer Gabriel Moffat. They used my original vocals and bassline and added a whole new set of guitars and drums to it.
The full version is on my new album Mind The Gap but Phideaux also sent me a couple of alternative mixes, including this stripped down version with just voice and guitars.
I heartily recommend Phideaux's music to anyone who appreciates art rock and progressive rock richly layered with intellectual and spiritual subtlety ... he is incredibly talented. You can find him at www.bloodfish.com.
Words and music by Rebsie
© 2007 Rebsie Fairholm/Phideaux Xavier
Vocals: Rebsie
Guitars: Phideaux
Production by Gabriel Moffat and Phideaux Xavier
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Lyrics
First day of autumn when the trees are turning gold
The man next door goes out to blow some leaves
(Leafblower) Early in the autumn when the leaves begin to fall
(Leafblower) My neighbour gets his blower out and drives me up the wall
(Leafblower) Humming and a-whining as the leaves fly through the air
(Leafblower) Spoiling my recordings till I'm going bloody spare
Can't use a rake like everybody else
Pointless powertools give him his kicks
Likes to piss the neighbours off by making loads of noise
Wasting electricity to get his fix
(Leafblower) Blowing to the left hand side and blowing to the right
(Leafblower) Blowing back the other way to shove them out of sight
(Leafblower) Blowing up the garden path and blowing down the street
(Leafblower) Leaves are splatted on my car and get stuck on my feet
First day of autumn when the trees are turning gold
Visions fly like leaves in front of me
Autumn days when the grass is jewelled
And the neighbour's hung from the chestnut tree*
(Leafblower) Blowing under privet hedge and over flower bed
(Leafblower) I want to grab a garden spade and whack him round the head
(Leafblower) Blowing on the patio and blowing on the grass
(Leafblower) I'd like to take that blower thing and shove it up his arse
* the "Autumn days" line was contributed by David Eltopo
The man next door goes out to blow some leaves
(Leafblower) Early in the autumn when the leaves begin to fall
(Leafblower) My neighbour gets his blower out and drives me up the wall
(Leafblower) Humming and a-whining as the leaves fly through the air
(Leafblower) Spoiling my recordings till I'm going bloody spare
Can't use a rake like everybody else
Pointless powertools give him his kicks
Likes to piss the neighbours off by making loads of noise
Wasting electricity to get his fix
(Leafblower) Blowing to the left hand side and blowing to the right
(Leafblower) Blowing back the other way to shove them out of sight
(Leafblower) Blowing up the garden path and blowing down the street
(Leafblower) Leaves are splatted on my car and get stuck on my feet
First day of autumn when the trees are turning gold
Visions fly like leaves in front of me
Autumn days when the grass is jewelled
And the neighbour's hung from the chestnut tree*
(Leafblower) Blowing under privet hedge and over flower bed
(Leafblower) I want to grab a garden spade and whack him round the head
(Leafblower) Blowing on the patio and blowing on the grass
(Leafblower) I'd like to take that blower thing and shove it up his arse
* the "Autumn days" line was contributed by David Eltopo
DWL
Great lyrics which subvert the rather sophisticated melody and arrangement.
Splendid vocal performance :-)
Cheers
Dick