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Called Pots & Pans.
It's about being in a job you hate when you know you should be doing something else, following your heart in whatever it is you wanted to do as a kid. It's about chucking away the security of a career and risking it all on the off-chance you'll get where you're supposed to be, instead of convincing yourself that what you are doing is ok.
We used to play it live, haven't done for about a year but we will at the next gig. Last time we played it, the entire venue was singing along "No more 9-5" for the last minute or so.
To look out and see a roomful of people singing along is something I'll never, ever forget as long as I live.
Pots & Pans
Got a bad taste in my mouth
Chew me up and spit me out
Don’t you know what I’m about?
Well I should have seen it coming
Should have spent my money
And changed for the day
Get away
And just let it out
Now there’s nothing left to spend
Time and money soon they end
But I know I’ve got my friend
Well I thank you very much
Gonna keep in touch
Write me a letter just to make him better again
Tomorrow I’ll be there
No more 9-5
And I’ve had my share
Now I’m doing fine
Tomorrow I’ll be there
Nowhere left to hide
Tomorrow is a day
Gonna keep you away
Ifs and buts?
They never seem to pay
Tomorrow I’ll be there
No more 9-5
And I’ve had my share
But now I’m doing fine
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I'll try and get them to a manageable size and upload them somewhere so others can hear them.
I love what I do and I love my boys.
No more 9-5
Drummers always get shoved to the back of the photo shoots as well
Look I can see your left ear
I'd rather sit quietly and smile than turn into one of those assclowns.
> Besides, when was the last time you read an interview with *any*
> drummer?
Never
You'd just have the last say in a conversation
frontman: blah blah blah blah blah
guitarist: Blah Blah Blah
basist: Blah
Goatboy: Lesbian Monkies
Lots of Wah-Wah and Fuzz as well?
> You would be interesting in a review
>
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I wouldn't be moany like Thom Yorke and I wouldn't be a retard like Liam Gallagher.
Besides, when was the last time you read an interview with *any* drummer?
It's ironic, I come offstage and I'm sweaty as hell, cant breath and just want to sit and drink water when...lo and behold...flange.
Hurrah!
Probably
And then I can pull some female Parker fan at a gig and say:
" I know the drummer, kinda err but not from the internet because I'm cool... so show us yer ti... "
I want U2 level of success, but with less Bono. I can imagine me being interviewed by Q magazine and just going "Hur hur...Oasis, in fact, lick balls...hur hur...boobs...smash you wiv fase"
That would rule.