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Sleeping Beauty

by Fit and the Conniptions

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1.
Alone in the desert in a bush of thorns And the thorns have no mercy on my naked limbs I can't move forward and I can't move back And my blood stains the desert sands red. She dances lonely in the desert in a bush of thorns Where the bones of her friends lie scattered in the sand They couldn't move forward and they couldn't move back So they hung on the thorns till they were dead Ay ohhhhh... Outi Outi Outi oh Ay ohhhhh... Ay ay ay ay ay Cause she's happy in the desert with her bush of thorns So happy with the blood and the sand and the bones And she won't move forward, she won't move back She just counts all the men she owns Ay ohhhhh... Outi Outi Outi oh Ay ohhhhh... Ay ay ay ay ay Alone in the desert in a bush of thorns And the thorns have no mercy on my naked limbs I can't move forward and I can't move back And she stands there and grins. Ay ohhhhh... Outi Outi Outi oh Ay ohhhhh... Outi Outi Outi oh Ay ohhhhh... Outi Outi Outi oh Ay ohhhhh... Ay ay ay ay ay
2.
sleeping beauty and the beast communed in telepathic messages looks and smiles, looks away, anything but words sleeping beauty and the beast went flying... went flying, flying with the birds the birds all turned and smiled at beauty - “why this merry dance you lead your beast do you not know for sure what you may yet unmask?” to the beast they twittered easy words of encouragement quite what he thought his goal they could not bear to ask beauty and the beast – ooh woah ohh sleeping beauty and the beast beauty and the beast – ay ay ooh sleeping beauty and the beast for beauty cannot be awakened but by one true kiss from one true prince who cuts the one true way through her defence the beast meanwhile can barely smile since Belle gave up on him and wed another sleeping beauty and the beast - that don't make sense no sense at all, nor logic – these matters are of love and of the heart as it is spoken, it is written, it is done sleeping beauty and the beast must dance this minuet in different guises for all eternity until the lesson's done
3.
Dark Eyes 02:49
dark eyes burning deep with power growing stronger by the hour light the path where i must go beyond the evening undertow back into the rolling water mother ocean, river daughter where all things change and flow beyond the evening undertow stand still - moments leave you no-one ever will deceive you only time and tide will know beyond the evening undertow tear starred eyes of joy and sorrow looking out beyond tomorrow let the lessons learned all go beyond the evening undertow
4.
While the ghost of Emma Goldman watches over us in silence From the Chinese restaurant across the road The ghost of Emma Goldman watches over us in silence From the Chinese restaurant across the road By the things you didn't say you taught me all there is to know about forgetting... With a look so far away I couldn't see your eyes at all beneath the shine While the real and imaginary histories co-mingle In our small-talk, our evasion and our trying to be gentle You find it hard to take boys seriously and I love you... I say nothing While the ghost of Emma Goldman watches over us in silence From the Chinese restaurant across the road The ghost of Emma Goldman watches over us in silence From the Chinese restaurant across the road
5.
by turns my mistress harsh and gentle wrapped in unfamiliar mantle trapped by all she cannot see beneath the grey forbidding sky by choice my mistress for a song will sell her secrets to the one who bids the best but not the highest burning bridges in the forest bring my mistress poison ivy she will make from it a gravy for the evening sacrifice and throw the plate back in your face by turns my mistress gentle, harsh and loving, with the simple force of one whose right is always wrong will answer every bell you rang by choice my mistress in the sea did cast away her jewels so earned her keep another day and let the leaning lesson lie now bring my mistress finest wines to wash her face as evening wanes to splash upon your carpet floor break the glass and disappear
6.
And when the penny dropped It rolled between my feet Ran halfway down the street Up to your smile and stopped. I saw your eyebrows raise I did not understand I didn't take your hand I just damned you with faint praise. And when the penny fell I'd left it far too late There was no way you'd wait No now now now I must just get well. And when the penny dropped It rolled between my feet Ran halfway down the street Up to your smile and stopped.
7.
Chez Tina 03:35
hang the clouds down low upon me let wind blow softly on me where the river meets the sea in whispered evening melody sunset on the beach betrays me sand and stone will not upraise me angel voices come to guide me where the harmony will hide me chez Tina chaque soir on decouvre l'espoir now the rolling rocks are ringing run right through by Tina singing joy and pain and dancing, spinning back again to the beginning chez Tina chaque soir on decouvre l'espoir
8.
Irish coffee makes me smile Irish coffee makes me smile Irish coffee makes me smile – only for a little while Lay me down and pass me by Lay me down and pass me by Lay me down and pass me by – blue-green diamonds all in your eye Gonna wander me alone tonight Wander me alone tonight Wander me alone tonight – making time, got to make it right Sweet, hot and strong I choose Sweet, hot and strong I choose Sweet, hot and strong I choose – I got those old Irish coffee blues

about

Twelve years in the making, Sleeping Beauty was my first attempt at making a proper album, back in 2002.

Trouble was, I was spending most of my time having a complete nervous breakdown in that period, so I never finished it properly.

I did release what are, to my ears, somewhat half-arsed mixes of four of the tracks as an EP under the title 'Bush Of Thorns' - see the discography below right, if you must. As anyone who knew me then will attest, I was largely a complete waste of space all round at that point in my life, but I at least managed to keep the stems from the session, and I promised myself that I'd finish it properly one day. So here it is. Finally.

When I pulled the old stems out and dusted them off, I also promised myself that I wouldn't do any extra recording of anything. I almost got away with it. But Mistress Song was badly in need of a cello part and I was very lucky to get Danny Keane to record one for me. I also had to rerecord the guitar part for Bush of Thorns as the original was completely unusable. The one I rerecorded at Bonafide Studios in 2002, which you can hear on the Bush Of Thorns EP, never turned up.

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released February 4, 2014

All songs by Wayne Myers

Wayne Myers: Guitar, bass guitar, vocals
Brian Hedemann: Drums (tracks 1, 2, 6, 7, 8)
Kevin Davy: Trumpet, flugelhorn (tracks 3, 6, 7, 8)
Alero Scott: Backing vocals (tracks 1, 2, 4, 7)
Danny Keane: Cello (track 5)

Mostly recorded and engineered by Waseem Munir at Bonafide Studios, London, October 2002.

Extra recording by Wayne Myers round his place, apart from Danny's cello part, which he did.

Produced and mixed by Wayne Myers with a great deal of help from Brenda Finn.

Mastered by Jeff Mortimer of JM-Mastering - www.jm-mastering.co.uk

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Fit and the Conniptions London

I'm Wayne Myers, a singer-songwriter from London, now in St Leonards. I've been recording and performing increasingly misnamed bluesy folk-rock under the name Fit and the Conniptions since December 2005.

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