Sunday, April 15, 2012

Well I Don't Know - Trev and the Collective Unconscious

WELL I DON'T KNOW 
The original lyrics 1970 by Trev Teasdel. Music by Johnny Adams (1973) for original version, Trev Teasdel, Steve Gillgallon, Steve Ingledew (1986) for the version below.


Well I Don't Know - Trev and the Collective Unconscious 1986 from Trev Teasdel on Vimeo.

Well I Don't Know - Song Story
The days of OMD, Kraftwerk, Human League, the 80's. 1986, Palm Street, Middlesbrough, armed with keyboards, synths and an X15 portastudio, we spent our weekends creating music. This track featured, Steve Gillgallon bass / keys. Steve Ingledew keys, drum-machine programming. Trev Teasdel - guitar (hidden in the mix as a guide) & keys, began as a lyric in Cov 1970 after reading the 'Story of the Blues' and walking home from the GEC observing kids out of school throwing stones and kicking balls around! "Well I don't know, I got no stone throw, Well I don't know, I got no ball to catch. My friend the sun, fled to Australia, Oh please come back and dawn on me!". In 1973 Johnny Adams - who later was in the punk band Squad after Terry Hall left to join the Specials, put music to it on guitar, in a Ralph McTell picking style. It became folk not blues. In 1986, Middlesbrough, I played the song to my Middlesbrough musician friends. We began to redevelop it as a keyboard track, adding a new bridge and changing the melodic structure. After multi-tracking, there wasn't room for the vocals (bad planning) but i found it difficult to sing over as the melodies were too strong so I left it as an instrumental. I think it works. It appeared in 2007 on my Gnome album Songs from the Coventry Underground.

WELL I DON'T KNOW
I don't know
I got no stone to throw
Well I don't know
I Got no ball to catch.
My friend the sun
Fled to Australia
Oh please come back
And dawn on me.
I don't know
Perhaps I'll leave here
Perhaps I'll go
Far far away ..ay.
I don't know
My soul's a star
Trapped in a jar
It all seems so far ..
(Bridge)
The road is calling but I
Can't go on
This restless feeling calls
Me on and on
The lake she sings to me
Says I have no fish to give.
The tree he watches me
With no place to live.
I don't know
I got no place to be
Oh I don't know

Oh I don't know
It doesn't worry me.
I don't know
I'm so alone now
Along ways from home.
I don't know
perhaps I'll lose my way
Well I don't know
why should I stay
but then again
I got no way to lose
All I possess
Is the blues.
(Bridge)
The road is calling but I
Can't go on
This restless feeling is calling
Me on and on
The lake she sings to me
Says I have no fish to give.
The tree he watches me
With no place to live.
I don't know
Guess I'll write a song
Oh I don't know
It all seems so wrong.
Lyrics by Trev Teasdel 1970

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