<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33069679</id><updated>2012-03-15T23:45:04.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dexys midnight runners</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christopher Clark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpCwTGq2xXc/SAV9_YdG5QI/AAAAAAAADEQ/YkjIhrfGvyU/S220/lincoln.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33069679.post-115640223160461401</id><published>2007-12-31T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:49:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Index</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 border=0 cellpadding=4&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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Dexys Midnight Runners were formed in Birmingham, England, July 1978 by ex-Killjoys members, Kevin Rowland and Al Archer, taking the name from pep pill dexedrine. With a cast of players including Pete Saunders, Pete Williams, Bobby Junior (soon replaced with Andy "Stoker" Growcott) and the brass section of Jimmy Paterson, J.B. Blyte and Steve "Babyface" Spooner, the band set out to emulate their heroes of the mid-60's soul scene. After a minor debut hit with "Dance Stance" (and the replacement of Saunders with ex-Merton Parkas / future Style Council man, Mick Talbot), a brilliant tribute to one such hero, "Geno" (Washington), saw Dexys topping the UK charts in Spring 1980. A third single, "There, There My Dear", was issued later that summer, with a debut album, "Searching for the Young Soul Rebels" following into the Top 10. Sporting an image inspired by Martin Scorcese's classic "Mean Streets" and coupling it with their idiosyncratic 80's take on classic soul, Dexys were initially the toast of the UK music press. There was dissension in the ranks, however, which cullminated in Rowland's insistance on releasing a single of "Keep It Part Two". The commercial failure of the single sent the bulk of the band away in early 1981 to form The Bureau with Rowland and Paterson the only remaining members of Dexys.
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They bolstered the line-up with new recruits, Billy Adams, Mickey Billingham, Paul Speare, Brian Maurice, Seb Shelton and Steve Wynne. The resulting single "Show Me" hit the Top 20 later that summer, although a follow up "Liars A to E" failed to chart and the group retired to reconsider their approach. Augmenting the group with The Emerald Express (that is, fiddlers Helen O'Hara, Steve Brennen and Roger MacDuff) Dexys re-emerged in Spring '82 with a revamped Irish folk/soul hybrid (aledgedly inspired by songs recorded by ex-Dexys member Al Archer and his new band The Blue Ox Babes) and a suitably dishevelled gypsy/romantic vagabond image. "The Celtic Soul Brothers" introduced this new approach and although the track just missed the Top 40, a classic follow-up, "Come On Eileen" was a massive transatlantic No.1 smash. Not only were Dexys big news again in Britain, they'd cracked America and the subsequent album, "Too-Rye-Ay" (1982) was the most successful of their career. Yet again, however, the line-up splintered and the momentum faltered, the brass section of Patterson, Maurice and Speare departing in summer 1982.
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It would be a further three years before the release of "Don't Stand Me Down" a considerably lower-key effort which enjoyed only a brief sojourn in the charts. A solitary hit single "Because of You" (used as a theme for TV sitcom, "Brush Strokes") followed in 1986, before Dexys were consigned to history and Rowland faded into musical folklore.
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Despite his revered talent, Kevin Rowland has released few recordings during the past 15 years. A solo set, "The Wanderer" featured well written songs, but failed to become a commercial hit due most likely to its uninspired production. In 1999, Rowland finally came up with some new material for his comeback, a covers album "My Beauty" which also failed to chart.
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&lt;center&gt;SINGLES&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/dance-stance.html"&gt;Dance Stance 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/geno.html"&gt;Geno 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-there-my-dear.html"&gt;There There My Dear 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/keep-it-part-two.html"&gt;Keep It Part Two 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/plan-b.html"&gt;Plan B 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/show-me.html"&gt;Show Me 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/liars-to-e.html"&gt;Liars A to E 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/celtic-soul-brothers-01.html"&gt;The Celtic Soul Brothers 7" #1&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-on-eileen.html"&gt;Come On Eileen 7" #1&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/jackie-wilson-said.html"&gt;Jackie Wilson Said 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-get-this-straight-from-start.html"&gt;Let's Get This Straight 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/celtic-soul-brothers-02.html"&gt;The Celtic Soul Brothers 7" #2&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/because-of-you.html"&gt;Because of You 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-on-eileen-02.html"&gt;Come On Eileen 7" #2&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-what-shes-like.html"&gt;This Is What She's Like 10"&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;LPS&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/searching-for-young-soul-rebels.html"&gt;Searching for the Young Soul Rebels &lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/too-rye-ay.html"&gt;Too-Rye-Ay&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/geno_25.html"&gt;Geno&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF=""&gt;Don't Stand Me Down&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;CDS&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-was-like-this.html"&gt;It Was Like This&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;VIDEOS&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF=""&gt;&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;KILLJOYS&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/studio-demos-18101977.html"&gt;Studio Demos 18/10/1977 &lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;THE BUREAU&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-him-have-it-01.html"&gt;Let Him Have It 01&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/only-for-sheep.html"&gt;Only For Sheep&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-him-have-it-02.html"&gt;Let Him Have It 02&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;THE BLUE OX BABES&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/theres-no-deceiving-you.html"&gt;There's No Deceiving You 7"&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/apples-and-oranges.html"&gt;Apples and Oranges&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;KEVIN ROWLAND&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/tonight.html"&gt;Tonight&lt;/A&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33069679-115640223160461401?l=dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/feeds/115640223160461401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33069679&amp;postID=115640223160461401' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default/115640223160461401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default/115640223160461401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2007/12/index.html' title='Index'/><author><name>Christopher Clark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpCwTGq2xXc/SAV9_YdG5QI/AAAAAAAADEQ/YkjIhrfGvyU/S220/lincoln.jpg'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33069679.post-115656409572665566</id><published>2006-08-25T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:48:15.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geno</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 border=0 cellpadding=4&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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EMI, March 1983&lt;br&gt;
LP (EMS 1007)&lt;p&gt;

Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Geno&lt;br&gt;
Plan B&lt;br&gt;
Breakin' Down the Walls of Heartache&lt;br&gt;
Dance Stance&lt;br&gt;
The Horse&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;There, There My Dear&lt;br&gt;
Keep It&lt;br&gt;
One Way Love&lt;br&gt;
I'm Just Looking&lt;br&gt;
Soul Finger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Back in 68 in a sweaty club&lt;br&gt;
Before Jimmy's machine and the rocksteady rub&lt;br&gt;
On a night when flowers didn't suit my shoes&lt;br&gt;
After a week of flunkin' and bunkin' school&lt;br&gt;
The lowest head in the crowd that night&lt;br&gt;
Just practisin' steps and keepin' outa fights&lt;p&gt;

Academic inspiration you gave me none&lt;br&gt;
Ah but you were Michael the lover the fighter that won&lt;br&gt;
And look at me now looking down on you&lt;br&gt;
No I'm not being flash its just what I'm built to do&lt;p&gt;

That man took the stage with his towel swingin' high&lt;br&gt;
This man was my bombers my dexys my high&lt;br&gt;
The crowd they all hailed you and chanted your name&lt;br&gt;
Ah but they never knew like we knew&lt;br&gt;
Me and you were the same&lt;br&gt;
And now you're all over your song is so tame&lt;br&gt;
You fed me you bred me&lt;br&gt;
I'll remember your name


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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/thisiswhatsheslike01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/thisiswhatsheslike012.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/thisiswhatsheslike02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/thisiswhatsheslike022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Mercury, November 1985&lt;br&gt;
10 inch single (DEXYS 1310)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;This is What She's Like (Full Version)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Marguerita Time&lt;/u&gt;


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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/onlyforsheep02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/onlyforsheep022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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WEA Records 1981&lt;br&gt;
7 inch (K18478)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Only For Sheep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;P&gt;
Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The First One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/lethimhaveit201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/lethimhaveit2012.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/lethimhaveit202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/lethimhaveit2022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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WEA Records 1981&lt;br&gt;
7 inch (K18753)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Let Him Have It (Sweet Revenge)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;P&gt;
Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Noose&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Archie Brown - Vocals&lt;br&gt;
Pete Williams - Bass&lt;br&gt;
J.B. - Tenor Sax&lt;br&gt;
Steve Spooner - Alto Sax&lt;br&gt;
Paul Taylor - Trombone&lt;br&gt;
Robert Jones - Guitar, Trumpet&lt;br&gt;
Mick Talbot - Organ&lt;br&gt;
Stoker - Drums&lt;p&gt;
There was an audible murmur in the court. It seemed, for the first time, that the prosecution had made a mistake.

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WEA Records 1981&lt;br&gt;
7 inch (MX19913)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Let Him Have It (Sweet Revenge)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;P&gt;
Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Carpetbaggers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

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Last Years Youth Records&lt;br&gt;
7 inch (LAST 014)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Recognition&lt;br&gt;
Back to Front&lt;/u&gt;&lt;P&gt;
Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;At Night&lt;br&gt;
Naive&lt;p&gt;

Kevin Rowland - Vocals&lt;br&gt;
Ghislaine Weston - Bass&lt;br&gt;
Mark Phillips - Guitar&lt;br&gt;
Lee Burton - Drums&lt;br&gt;
Heather - Backing Vocals
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Mercury, July 1982&lt;br&gt;
LP (SRM-1-4069)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Celtic Soul Brothers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
        "Believe me, if all those endearing young charms which I gaze on so fondly today, were to change by tomorrow and flee from mine arms, 

like fairy gifts fading away, thou would still be adored as this moment thou art. Let thy loveliness fade as it will and around the dear ruin each wish 

of my heart would entwine itself verdantly still."&lt;br&gt;
                       -Irish Traditional&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Let's Make This Precious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
       The pledge is taken all else forsaken, trust all to instinct, put on those blue dungarees hit that bell, that's what makes it beautiful, put on those 

blue dungarees.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;All in All (This One Last Wild Waltz)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
       So what happened to tenderness&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Jackie Wilson Said (I'm In Heaven When You Smile)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Old&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
       Words Heaven sent and truly meant to show.&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Come On Eileen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
       And though spiritual seduction might seem more my aim, right now I just want to take off all your clothes and do something dirty to you. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Plan B/I'll Show You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
       May your soul and spirit fly melancholy friend. Too bad to know better, too much to fit in, full of Redding's kind words, they could have 

changed anything.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Liars A to E&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Until I Believe in My Soul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
       I remember as a child looking up to older brothers and longing to experience all their great adventures. Years later I found most of those 

things to be a great disappointment. What had looked so good as a child seemed dull when I came to experience it.


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&lt;center&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=thefamousdixo-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;location=%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2FB00000E29W%2Fref%3Dsr_11_1%3Fie%3DUTF8"&gt;Buy Now&lt;/a&gt;
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EMI, 1996 &lt;br&gt;
CD (7234 838122 2 6) &lt;p&gt;

Breaking Down the Walls of Heartache&lt;br&gt;
Tell me When My Light Turns Green&lt;br&gt;
The Teams That Meet in Caffs&lt;br&gt;
Dance Stance&lt;br&gt;
Geno&lt;br&gt;
I'm Just Looking&lt;br&gt;
Thankfully Not Living in Yorkshire it Doesn't Apply&lt;br&gt;
Seven Days Too Long&lt;br&gt;
I Couldn't Help It If I Tried&lt;br&gt;
Respect&lt;br&gt;
The Horse&lt;br&gt;
Keep It&lt;br&gt;
Love Part 1&lt;br&gt;
There, There My Dear&lt;br&gt;
Keep It Part 2 (Inferiority Part 1)&lt;br&gt;
One Way Love&lt;br&gt;
Plan B&lt;br&gt;
Soul Finger&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Breaking Down the Walls of Heartache&lt;/u&gt;
        B-side of Geno. It's good to hear this one again, it has nice groove, it really swings.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Tell Me When My Light Turns Green&lt;/u&gt;
       It sounds good. Kevin Archer and I sang this together. It was one of the first things I wrote after getting involved with music. I had the first half 

of the song for ages before finishing it.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;The Teams That Meet in Caffs&lt;/u&gt;
       Written and arranged by Kevin Archer, it summed up the group's feeling. He may have titled after a few of us sat around in a caff talking 

about the group. We liked the idea of us as a team, as in a gang. I recalled a well known gang from my teenage years called Y.K.T. - Young 

Kingsbury Team. When Kevin showed it to us I felt excited about the future. It gave another facet to our music.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Dance Stance&lt;/u&gt;
        This remix sounds like the original version should have. We always hated the original mix of this, it was done without our knowledge and we 

were railroaded into releasing it.&lt;br&gt;
        I wrote this after Pete Williams our bassist made a derogatory remark about Irish people. His comment was just the straw that broke the 

camel's back. I'd long since felt hurt at hearing Irish jokes. Bad jokes aside, Pete Williams was a powerful and under acknowledged member of 

the group and a natural comedian. We knocked this mix off at the "Geno" sessions.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Geno&lt;/u&gt;
       It grooves much better than I remember apart from the vocal. Kevin Archer wrote the music, I wrote the words. On first hearing the music I felt 

jealous of Kevin's, by this time stunning songwriting talent, and was relieved when he asked me to write the lyrics. I dug out the words which I'd 

written about a year earlier.&lt;br&gt;
        At the mix down of the record there were two versions taped, the one we favoured featuring loud brass and quieter vocals, plus another 

more traditional version favoured by Pete Wingfield our producer. When the session was over we made it clear to our A&amp;R man at the record 

company that our mix was the one that should be used. He remained non-committal but we had the feeling we weren't being taken seriously. He 

suggested he himself, Pete Wingfield and the group should all be present at the cut (where the tape is transferred to the disc) and we would then 

all decide on the best mix. To cut a long story short, the cut was done without the group's knowledge. We were assured the best version had 

been chosen but we were angry because we knew what was meant by this. About ten days later we received a call from the label manager who 

knew nothing of the conflict. The test pressing was jumping and was therefore unusable, and as Pete Wingfield was uncontactable and the A&amp;R 

man was on holiday would we mind attending the re-cut? We certainly would not, but this time we made sure the proper version was used.&lt;br&gt;
        A few weeks later the A&amp;R man phoned us up, having returned from holiday and hearing "Geno" on the radio, he said it sounded awful. He 

made clear his anger that we'd switched mixes. Soon afterward "Geno" went to number one and he never mentioned the subject again.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;I'm Just Looking&lt;/u&gt;
       B-side of Dance Stance. I find it hard to listen to this version with all the echo on my voice. I don't like the mix. The feel is pretty good though. 

Pete Saunders had the music, Geoff Blythe added to it and I put the words on top. The intro was originally shouted but at the recording session 

the producer Bernard Rhodes suggested I whisper.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Thankfully Not Living in Yorkshire it Doesn't Apply&lt;/u&gt;
       When we wrote this it was a really positive time in the group. Pete Saunders walked into the rehearsal room with the riff, the words came 

really easily. I liked getting stuck with the chorus live.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Seven Days Too Long&lt;/u&gt;
       This sounds great. We got the feel down. Pete Wingfield helped us a lot. That's him whooping just before the music comes in, down on the 

studio floor grooving away with us. It's a beautiful feel.&lt;br&gt;
       I was introduced to the original Chuck Wood version of this song in 1968 by a kid named Robinson who I often traveled to school with in 

Harrow. Sometimes, instead of going to school, Robinson, my good self and one or two other scholars would instead repair to London's West 

End for the day. Once there, most of us would be content with the delights of Soho, except Robinson who insisted we went into every record 

shop we passed and pester the staff into playing "Seven Days Too Long." The unusual thing about Robinson was that he hated all current music, 

he liked only 1950's music like Chuck Berry and Elvis, except for this song. When we came to record "Searching for the Young Soul Rebels" we 

decided we wanted one cover version and I remembered this song, the power it had and Robinson's face. That's quite a common factor for me, 

experiencing things through other people, not directly.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;I Couldn't Help It If I Tried&lt;/u&gt;
       I like this. It sounds fucking good. I like my singing on it. Jim used to talk about the ballad that he'd written but none of us had heard it. One 

day he walked in and very calmly showed it to us. I put words to it. We called it Jim's Song for ages and properly titled it just before the 

recording.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Respect&lt;/u&gt;
       Recorded for David Jensen's Radio 1 Show. The group sounds really powerful, particularly Kevin Archer's backing vocals. We did a good 

version of this in the live shows, after a while it took on a different meaning, peculiar to the Famous Dixons as we affectionately referred to 

ourselves.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;The Horse&lt;/u&gt;
       We used to open our live set with this. Some nights it sounded really confident like it does here. This is an outtake from the first LP.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Keep It&lt;/u&gt;
       Kevin Archer wrote the music just before we recorded S.F.T.Y.S.R. It sounded instantly great. I couldn't write any appropriate words so Geoff 

Blythe did the honors. I don't like the vocal now but the music gave us a new depth at the time. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Love Part 1&lt;/u&gt;
       My ideas about love at the time.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;There, There My Dear&lt;/u&gt;
       Another one Kevin Archer wrote the music for just before the LP. I liked the sweet direct dignity of it. It reminded me of  "Judy in Disguise." 

I'd had the idea for an open letter to our fellow musicians for a while and once I'd heard Kevin's music it was easy to finish it. It sounds pretty 

powerful now and I'm proud of it. At the end of the LP I sang "everything I do will be funky from now on," though I'd never heard the song that the 

line was from, I'd just heard a kid up Piccadilly sing it to himself in the street when I was about sixteen and I remembered it during the recording 

of the LP and put it on. Also we'd planned to re-record the songs on the LP later in the year, all bunked up and call it "Funking for the Young Soul 

Rebels." We never got around to it.&lt;br&gt;
       It didn't mean a lot to me when this record reached number 7 in the charts in 1980, Top of the Pops was off the television during the life of 

the record and we felt the song didn't register into the national consciousness but mainly we had hoped it would be another number 1 to cement 

the groups success. Also we were exhausted from drudging around Britain in a minibus on the Intense Emotion Revue.
       Personally I found it very hard to deal with the new found acclaim. I didn't feel happy. I didn't feel confident, it was all too much. It didn't feel 

like a group, I had lost control. The audiences seemed more powerful than the group. There were endless chants for "Geno." Geno had given us 

a quick mainstream audience with many people only aware of that aspect of the group. Sad really.&lt;br&gt;
       It was like we were on a conveyor belt of groups playing dance halls. I tried desperately to control everything and everybody. It was during this 

tour that I decided to try and play theatres from then on.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Keep It Part 2 (Inferiority Part 1)&lt;/u&gt;
       I like this now. Kevin Archer wrote the music, I wrote the words. At the time of the writing the words and recording this track I was going 

through what felt like some kind of breakdown. The stress of it all was too much, and though it was sad and debilitating, it had it's beauty. This 

record became my obsession. I sang exactly what was going on with me onto the vocal track. The record was hated by most of the group. I didn't 

care, I needed it, it was all I had. I was so disappointed when the record company and radio people didn't like it because that meant it wouldn't 

be a hit. Although the signs of doom were everywhere, I kept a hope going that people would relate to the truth of emotion and buy it, that 

somehow without radio it would find its way through. I was very disappointed when it didn't sell and lost a lot of confidence in myself through it. This 

was the first time in Dexys I found myself to be widely and unknowingly out of sync with commercialism. The mighty Kevin Archer supported me 

through the end, though I knew he found it hard. Everyone left shortly afterward except Kevin A, Big Jim and I.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;One Way Love&lt;/u&gt;
       Sung by Kevin Archer, this song is in the B-side of "Keep it Part 2." It makes me feel sad to think about how I was in those days.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Plan B&lt;/u&gt;
       This sounds good. It was the first song with the new group and the new songwriting partnership of Jim and I and its beautiful. I honestly don't 

know how we did this. So warm, and I had so mush love.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Soul Finger&lt;/u&gt;
       This sounds a lot better than I remember it.&lt;p&gt;

Its been quite hard for me to listen to some of these, and it's not possible for me to separate this musical journey through the past, from my life in 

those days. Hence the tone of these sleeve notes.&lt;p&gt;
Best Wishes, &lt;br&gt;
Kevin Rowland 




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Phonogram, 1988&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (ROW 1)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Tonight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Kevin Rowland's Band&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
From the "Don't Stand Me Down" sessions
(Recorded September 1984)&lt;p&gt;

Well I've been burning&lt;br&gt;
at the bottom of Birmingham,&lt;br&gt;
I was burning&lt;br&gt;
at the structures in Nottingham,&lt;br&gt;
In all this time I learned some things,&lt;br&gt;
I've been burning baby,&lt;br&gt;
You don't know where I've been...


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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33069679-115646854337958970?l=dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/feeds/115646854337958970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33069679&amp;postID=115646854337958970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default/115646854337958970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default/115646854337958970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>Christopher Clark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpCwTGq2xXc/SAV9_YdG5QI/AAAAAAAADEQ/YkjIhrfGvyU/S220/lincoln.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33069679.post-115645997128079076</id><published>2006-08-24T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:52:51.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples and Oranges</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 border=0 cellpadding=4&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/applesandoranges02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 

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Go Discs, 1988&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (GOBOB 2)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Apples and Oranges (The International Hope Campaign)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Pray Lucky&lt;/u&gt;

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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33069679-115645997128079076?l=dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/feeds/115645997128079076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33069679&amp;postID=115645997128079076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default/115645997128079076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33069679/posts/default/115645997128079076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexysmidnightrunners.blogspot.com/2006/08/apples-and-oranges.html' title='Apples and Oranges'/><author><name>Christopher Clark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bpCwTGq2xXc/SAV9_YdG5QI/AAAAAAAADEQ/YkjIhrfGvyU/S220/lincoln.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33069679.post-115641725519500073</id><published>2006-08-24T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T04:00:55.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Deceiving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 border=0 cellpadding=4&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/nodeceivingyou02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/nodeceivingyou022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Go Discs, 1988&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (GOBOB 1)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;There's No Deceiving You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Last Detail&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Ian Petitt&lt;br&gt;
Steve Shaw&lt;br&gt;
Nick Smith&lt;br&gt;
Steve Wynne&lt;br&gt;
Yasmin Saleh&lt;br&gt;
Pete Wain&lt;br&gt;
Kevin Archer&lt;p&gt;

From the heart I wholly applaud you&lt;br&gt;
And that's just the start&lt;br&gt;
Even sit on my head stand before you&lt;br&gt;
Maybe you could take part&lt;br&gt;
When you walk out the door&lt;br&gt;
I'll see you know more&lt;br&gt;
There's no deceiving you&lt;br&gt;
CHORUS&lt;br&gt;
Run, run away&lt;br&gt;
Run away, run away to the country&lt;br&gt;
Run, run away&lt;br&gt;
Run away, run away to the coast&lt;br&gt;
I'd have given to you what I'd promised&lt;br&gt;
And that is a fact&lt;br&gt;
Fallen trees in my path in a forest&lt;br&gt;
It's as simple as that&lt;br&gt;
But you've grown up too strong&lt;br&gt;
And nothing you do is wrong&lt;br&gt;
There's no deceiving you&lt;br&gt;
You must think I wholly applaud you&lt;br&gt;
Caught you with my telephone dialing


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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/searchingfortheyoungsoulrebelslp02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/searchingfortheyoungsoulrebelslp022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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EMI, July 1980&lt;br&gt;
LP (SW-17042)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Burn It Down (formerly Dance Stance)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Not Savior from on High deliver
No trust have we in prince or peer
But in our strong arm to deliver.&lt;br&gt;
-Brendan Behan, Borstal Boy&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Tell Me When My Light Turns Green&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me. Bring me out of prison that I may give thanks to thy name. Commit your way to the Lord and he will act."&lt;br&gt;
-Psalm 142 6-7 Old Testament, Bible&lt;br&gt;
They came from all around these boys. Some boys wore flames in their hair, these boys...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Teams That Meet in Caffs&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;u&gt;I'm Just Looking&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
How can a small town big shot boy get enough to eat.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Geno&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Seven Days Too Long&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;I Couldn't Help If I Tried&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
After a massacre the Apache braves turned their backs and walked away from the bloodshed, victorious. On the way back Little Wolf was ambushed outside the launderette just around the corner from the cutlery warehouse where the strike should have taken place.&lt;br&gt;
(Memoirs of a Disillusioned Socialist.)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Thankfully Not Living in Yorkshire It Doesn't Apply&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Reality - I don't think so, not yet.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Keep It&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It's just for amusement now, you're filling in time.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Love Part One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
These words could be incorrect. I hope you are less confused.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;There, There, My Dear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
P.S. Old clothes do not make a tortured artist.

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&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/1600/comeonelein202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/comeonelein2022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Mercury, June 1991&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (MER 347)&lt;p&gt;

Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Come On Eileen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Because of You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Released in association with "The Very Best of Dexys Midnight Runners"
Come On Eileen credited to Dexys Midnight Runners and the Emerald Express
Because of You credited to Kevin Rowland featuring Dexys Midnight Runners 


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Mercury, October 1986&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (BRUSH 1)&lt;p&gt;

Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Because of You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Kathleen Mavoureen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Because of You is the theme from the BBC TV series "Brush Strokes"

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&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/1535/celticsoulbros02nn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/6950/celticsoulbros022gi8.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Mercury, March 1983&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (DEXYS 12)&lt;p&gt;

Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Celtic Soul Brothers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Reminisce Part One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Kevin Rowland&lt;br&gt;
A failed priest at the age of eleven, a tramp at nineteen, a wandering minstrel by twenty one, Kevin Rowland now seems to be happiest as song and dance man with Dexys Midnight Runners.&lt;p&gt;

Seb Shelton&lt;br&gt;
Where do we begin, "Polish Sid," "Sid the Polak," "The Sergeant" are but three of the many titles applied to this drummer's many faceted persona. Seb, a resident of this country for many years, has adapted well to British ways, but even now occasionally finds himself queuing outside the local bread shop at five in the morning. Says hard-working Seb: "Leisure is only sweet after work well done."&lt;p&gt;

Steven Brennan&lt;br&gt;
Steven Brennan describes himself as the "quiet, stop at home type." The young fiddler's idea of relaxation is to be tucked up by the fire reading a good play. It has been said he has much in common with his great uncle, Bernard Shaw.&lt;p&gt;

Billy Adams&lt;br&gt;
"Cakeman" is no longer an appropriate term to use when in the company of young Billy Adams, for volatile Billy has for six long months been single-minded in his determination to beat his passion for sweet pastries. He has by all accounts succeeded, although some say at the expense of gaining a reputation as something of a magpie. It has to be stressed that allegations of this nature are totally unfounded. The fact that some members of the group have taken to calling him "light-fingers" after a series of unfortunate coincidences concerning their personal valuables is quite rightly dismissed by adamant Billy in the jovial nature it was surely intended.&lt;p&gt;

Helen O'Hara&lt;br&gt;
The eldest of seven children, not surprisingly the young Helen O'Hara had her hands full. When she wasn't helping Mum with the cooking and cleaning, the Ballymena Belle practiced hard and long on the violin. Her efforts have of course paid off for tender Helen has now found success playing the fiddle in Dexys Midnight Runners. Mum and the kids are extremely proud and like nothing better than to gather round the telly and watch Helen performing on T.V. 



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&lt;a href="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/883/letsgetthisstraight01fz6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/letsgetthisstraight012.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/5755/letsgetthisstraight02xl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/611/992/320/letsgetthisstraight022.jpg" border="0" alt="" width=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Mercury, November 1982&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (DEXYS 11)&lt;p&gt;

Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Let's Get This Straight From the Start&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Old&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Seb Shelton: Wooden Block&lt;br&gt;
John Edwards: Bass Guitar&lt;br&gt;
Billy Adams: Acoustic Guitar&lt;br&gt;
Micky and Spike: Acoustic Piano&lt;br&gt;
Steve Brennan: Accordian and Violin&lt;br&gt;
Roger MacDuff: Violin&lt;br&gt;
Helen O'Hara: Violin&lt;br&gt;
Kevin Rowland: Singing&lt;br&gt;
Extra singing by The Brothers Just:&lt;br&gt;
George Chandler&lt;br&gt;
Jimmy Thomas&lt;br&gt;
Simon Solace&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Let's Get This Straight From the Start&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
What's that on the start?&lt;br&gt;
Oh, C'mon let's get this straight from the start&lt;br&gt;
Who's that? Who's that? What's his part?&lt;br&gt;
Tell him to come back tomorrow&lt;br&gt;
And we'll start&lt;br&gt;
(You keep saying) What did I say?&lt;br&gt;
(You keep saying) Tell me what did I say?&lt;br&gt;
(Pardon me) Please (Pardon me) Oh&lt;br&gt;
I'll tell you come round here&lt;br&gt;
Singing let's get this straight from the start&lt;br&gt;
I'll tell you this is something&lt;br&gt;
I don't even understand&lt;br&gt;
These people round here&lt;br&gt;
Have their own way of thinking&lt;br&gt;
Some of them get angry&lt;br&gt;
With things out of hand&lt;br&gt;
Oh, just watch what you're saying&lt;br&gt;
That's not what I'm thinking&lt;br&gt;
(You keep saying) What did I say? &lt;br&gt;
(You keep saying) So what did I say?&lt;br&gt;
Well listen it's "Come round here and go"&lt;br&gt;
Yes let's get this straight from the start&lt;br&gt;
Oh, I don't believe&lt;br&gt;
(You'd better look at what you think)&lt;br&gt;
Because these people round here&lt;br&gt;
Have ideas of their own&lt;br&gt;
What's that? What's that?&lt;br&gt;
Repeating part&lt;br&gt;
Who's that playing? What's his part?&lt;br&gt;
Tell him - Come back tomorrow&lt;br&gt;
And start&lt;br&gt;
(Pardon me) Oh (Pardon me) Please&lt;br&gt;
I'll tell you, come round here&lt;br&gt;
'Cos I want to get this straight from the start&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Old&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Old, long memories&lt;br&gt;
Must keep all the cold away&lt;br&gt;
Is that what you say?&lt;br&gt;
No sense to dwell&lt;br&gt;
Old, are you ridiculed&lt;br&gt;
And turned away?&lt;br&gt;
No attention paid?&lt;br&gt;
I thought as much&lt;br&gt;
Yes and the dumb patriots&lt;br&gt;
Have their say&lt;br&gt;
Only see their way&lt;br&gt;
Nothing to sell&lt;br&gt;
And worse from us&lt;br&gt;
So obvious, preposterous&lt;br&gt;
When you think of the time&lt;br&gt;
That each has spent&lt;br&gt;
Words heaven sent&lt;br&gt;
And truly meant to show&lt;br&gt;
Old, if I sit down&lt;br&gt;
Will I learn this day?&lt;br&gt;
I'll hear all you say&lt;br&gt;
I won't go away&lt;br&gt;
Old, long memories&lt;br&gt;
To keep the cold away&lt;br&gt;
One long winter day&lt;br&gt;
Because you're old

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Mercury, September 1982&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (DEXYS 10)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Jackie Wilson Said&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Let's Make This Precious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;


Featuring the fiddles of The Emerald Express &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Jackie Wilson Said&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It was reet petite&lt;br&gt;
I kind of love you&lt;br&gt;
Yes it knocks me off my feet&lt;br&gt;
Let it all come down&lt;br&gt;
Oh let it all come down&lt;br&gt;
And you know I'm so wired up&lt;br&gt;
I don't need any more tea in my cup&lt;br&gt;
Let it all come down&lt;br&gt;
Oh let it all come down&lt;br&gt;
Now we catch this&lt;br&gt;
Toodle langa langa Toodle langa lang&lt;br&gt;
Toodle langa langa Toodle langa lang&lt;br&gt;
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven&lt;br&gt;
I'm in heaven when you smile&lt;br&gt;
And when you walk across the street&lt;br&gt;
It makes my heart go boom boom boom&lt;br&gt;
Let is all come down&lt;br&gt;
And every time I stop to think about it&lt;br&gt;
Well little child you simply make my day&lt;br&gt;
Let it all come down&lt;br&gt;
Oh let it all come down&lt;br&gt;
Toodle langa langa Toodle langa lang&lt;br&gt;
Toodle langa langa Toodle langa lang&lt;br&gt;
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven&lt;br&gt;
I'm in heaven when you smile &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Let's Make This Precious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Pure, this must be, it has to be,&lt;br&gt;
Pure let's make this pure,&lt;br&gt;
(Do you mean it?) Yes I do,&lt;br&gt;
(Then let's sing it) Certainly, but&lt;br&gt;
First bare your hearts and cleanse your souls&lt;br&gt;
(And then?) Let's try and make this precious, like this,&lt;br&gt;
Let's make this precious.&lt;br&gt;
We're striving over here&lt;br&gt;
(Ever nearer?) I think so&lt;br&gt;
(Visions clearer) of course, of course,&lt;br&gt;
But still we must forsake all to win&lt;br&gt;
(All temptations?) everything &lt;br&gt;
(for salvation?) now you're talking&lt;br&gt;
Then let this apply to all we do&lt;br&gt;
(And then?) Our striving will guide us&lt;br&gt;
And somehow I think we'll win.&lt;br&gt;
Let's make this precious,&lt;br&gt;
First let's hear somebody sing me a record&lt;br&gt;
That cries pure and true.&lt;br&gt;
Not those guitars, they're too noisy and crude,&lt;br&gt;
The kind that convinces refuses to leave,&lt;br&gt;
There's no need to turn it up,&lt;br&gt;
If it's pure I'll feel it from here.&lt;br&gt;
Let's make this precious, (I think we probably will)&lt;br&gt;
Let's make this precious, (I think we probably will) 

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Mercury, June 1982&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (DEXYS 9)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Come On Eileen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Dubious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

"These people round here wear beaten down eyes&lt;br&gt;
Sunk in smoke dried faces&lt;br&gt;
They're so resigned to what their fate is&lt;br&gt;
But not us, not us&lt;br&gt;
We are far too young and clever.&lt;br&gt;
Remember toora-loora toora-loo-rye-ay&lt;br&gt;
Eileen I'll hum this tune forever"

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Mercury, March 1982&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (DEXYS 8)&lt;p&gt;
Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Celtic Soul Brothers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Love Part Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;


As the fifties turned into the sixties Giorgio Kilkenny was born on a boat from New York bound for Liverpool. His Italian mother and Irish father 

grew up, met and married in the Bronx. In 1963 the family settled in the West Midlands where they have been ever since. Mrs. Maria Kilkenny 

intended her son to be a priest, Giorgio's father wanted him to be a boxer. Giorgio Kilkenny and his bass guitar joined the Midnight Runners in 

October 1981.&lt;p&gt;

"Good morning my name is Paul Speare. I am also quite often referred to as Snaker or Spearsey. I am 6ft 2ins tall and my hobbies include 

running and drinking (strong tea.) I managed to sneak a bit of flute onto this record which I am proud of."&lt;p&gt;

Mickey Billingham (who plays Piano and Accordion on this title) was, to say the least, a slightly affected panto MC, when he decided to leave the 

world of theatrical and stage folk to get down to some serious show business. In November 1981, Mickey with the Midnight Runners realised his 

life long ambition by gracing the stage of London's Old Vic Theatre, says Mickey "It was the most wonderful experience of my life." He has a 

message for his public, "I Love You All."&lt;p&gt; 

Billy Adams - "I struck and plucked the Banjo on this title. I joined the group a year ago, and from then til now I have trained and sweated and 

perfected my craft. The training is over and now I am strong. I won't lie easy until the Midnight Runners are where they want to be, which is a long 

way from where they are now."&lt;p&gt;

Seb Shelton - the hardest working man in Show Business. Seb plays the drum and enjoys arguing and shouting at Billy.&lt;p&gt;

I am Brian Maurice, I often play the alto sax but I didn't play on this record, my ambition is to overcome my fear of women and to perform on the 

Group's future records.&lt;p&gt;

Big Jimmy Paterson's undeniably Scottish roots served as a reference point in the quest for the Heart of the Celtic Soul.&lt;p&gt;

Kevin Rowland, a well known song and dance man. Also claims to be of Celtic origin.&lt;p&gt;

The fiddles on this title were played by "The Emerald Express" Helen O'Hara, Steven Brennan &amp; Roger MacDuff. 



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Mercury, November 1981&lt;br&gt;
 7 inch single (DEXYS 7)&lt;P&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;&lt;U&gt;
Liars A to E&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P&gt;
Side B: &lt;br&gt;&lt;U&gt;
And Yes We Remain the Wildhearted Outsiders&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P&gt;

Nobody tells you, you end up knowing.&lt;BR&gt;
Bad habits - you should sleep alone,&lt;BR&gt;
open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?&lt;BR&gt;
Because you're the voice of experience,&lt;BR&gt;
every word you choose is,&lt;BR&gt;
sweet stolen info you must never lose,&lt;BR&gt;
until you're so secure in your habitat familiar.&lt;BR&gt;
But you won't want from me,&lt;BR&gt;
there's nothing else to see,&lt;BR&gt;
there should be soon though,&lt;BR&gt;
try smoking your own and don't look at me.&lt;BR&gt;
(quick, nip next door to the vendor of Charisma.)&lt;BR&gt;
Because the time the place and the mood is right,&lt;BR&gt;
and good old Kevin'll be alright,&lt;BR&gt;
here comes "his soul,"&lt;BR&gt;
get your pen and notebooks ready.&lt;BR&gt;
Because you don't look like me,&lt;BR&gt;
try smoking your own and don't follow me.&lt;BR&gt; 
No need to explain it; just order dresses,&lt;BR&gt;
bad habits - try and sleep alone,&lt;BR&gt;
open to suggestions is not the way you feel.&lt;P&gt;

Now that the lunatics have taken over the asylum, and worse is now worser, music fades further and how, and rightly. In comparison to all that goes on, music is worth nothing, especially when all on sale is shallow, conceited, foul tasting, non lasting, bubblegum. Music doesn't have to be this way; it just is. Of course it could never be really important or bring about any change, but it needn't necessarily be so proudly disposable. Then again, what can one expect from golden hearted Cockneys, Brummies, Scousers, Jocks etc.&lt;P&gt;
"But let me tell you this......"&lt;BR&gt;
I know that records give strength. I have heard records that inspire people (not scrambling musicians or groups) to BE who or whatever they choose. I own records that have the power to make me cry. Records to BE by or with - truly precious possessions.&lt;P&gt;
It is the ambition of the Midnight Runners to make records of this value.


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Mercury, June 1981 &lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (DEXYS 6)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Show Me &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Soon &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Seb Shelton: Drums&lt;br&gt;
Steve Wynne: Bass Guitar&lt;br&gt;
Big Jimmy Paterson: Trombone&lt;br&gt;
Mickey Billingham: Organ and Piano&lt;br&gt;
Paul Speare: Tenor Saxophone&lt;br&gt;
Billy Adams: Guitar&lt;br&gt;
Brian Maurice: Alto Sax&lt;br&gt;
Kevin Rowland: Singing&lt;br&gt;
Paul Burton: Manager&lt;br&gt;
Pete Barrett: Crafts and Des.&lt;br&gt;
Suzanne Kenna: Secretary&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Show Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Show me them now those wild little boys,&lt;br&gt;
the ones that spelled trouble and stole all their toys,&lt;br&gt;
young boys with contempt and schemes in their eyes,&lt;br&gt;
strong, rich in spirit with milk stains on their ties.&lt;br&gt;
A little while later the first ones to smoke,&lt;br&gt;
oh, I just stood there in awe laughing loud at their jokes.&lt;br&gt;
Tinny transistors (Honk Kong made) and this weeks "Parade"&lt;br&gt;
Ah, if they'd accept me I'd have given anything.&lt;br&gt;
Stolen watches and big studded rings,&lt;br&gt;
tall talk of girls and all that kind of thing.&lt;br&gt;
Ah, they just had something precious you know what I mean,&lt;br&gt;
such wisdom and style like I'd never seen.&lt;br&gt;
They helped me get older,&lt;br&gt;
pulled me through each bad phase,&lt;br&gt;
show me them now those boys from "those days".&lt;br&gt;
Show me them now&lt;br&gt;
let me look and see how they've grown up now.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Soon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I won't need to think of nice things to say,&lt;br&gt;
won't have to want to want this way anymore,&lt;br&gt;
shhh! Now here comes the solace,&lt;br&gt;
from this comes strength I promise,&lt;br&gt;
this is it now, soon I won't care,&lt;br&gt;
no need for pain, nothing physical, no violence,&lt;br&gt;
just intense thought, some space, some silence,&lt;br&gt;
just something pure and precious worth having,&lt;br&gt;
soon I won't care,&lt;br&gt;
take this ridiculous mood away,&lt;br&gt;
give me something new I can say,&lt;br&gt;
give me, no more time to look like this,&lt;br&gt;
I'll never ask again I promise.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Pure.&lt;/u&gt; We like to think our music is pure and hopefully honest.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Soul.&lt;/u&gt; It has a soul, soul's not a form, it's not a particular sound, we're not going to try and explain it here, but soul's always pure and can only be honest. We're not talking specifically about 60's, 70's or 80's black American music, we're talking about soul as an emotional force. When you hear the record, does it convince you that everybody involved in the making of that record truly believes what they're saying? For us soul goes much further than just records. We believe there are soul books (Seb lists John Steinbeck's "Of Mice And Men") soul films (Kevin swears by "Mean Streets" and "Midnight Cowboy") and soul life, we take strength from our soul. Oh and to clear up another point of confusion, we choose the word soul only because we can't think of another description. It may not be the right one, we don't know. We obviously realise people like Donna Summer have already claimed the term for themselves and if soul means the revival of the form then we're not a soul group. But maybe we can redefine the term.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;The Shows.&lt;/u&gt; We intend our live performances to be an extreme opposite to the usual rock concert pat on the back celebration. We are entertainers but that doesn't mean that we want to bullshit to get applause. We are obsessed with projection, we want to reach everybody in the room. We want to take the audience up, then down, then up, we'd love to move you to tears. If that sounds corny, too bad.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Alcohol.&lt;/u&gt; We've been accused of a puritanical stance towards alcohol, again more confusion. We've got absolutely nothing against alcohol, it just happens that we no longer think it necessary to spend half our lives drunk, and anyway most of us prefer tea. Instead we see drinking only as a means of relaxation. We never drink before a rehearsal or going on stage, as we've said we want our performance to be pure, and besides the show is far too important. The same goes for our attitude towards discipline. We all believe in self discipline, as a group we practice hard. We also physically train hard together. Self improvement and self preservation, that's what's important today (Candi Staton knows all about this). &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;The Group&lt;/u&gt;. We are a group, we are spiritually in tune. We're separated from the rest of the music business. We move in our own circle. It is crucial for us to take risks and to be constantly swimming against the tide. For us everything is important, every record / sleeve / advert / photo, everything can be used to project emotion. Anyway that's about it, we're sorry if we've rambled on a bit, we didn't intend to.&lt;p&gt;

GOODNIGHT&lt;br&gt;
- THE MIDNIGHT RUNNERS 



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EMI, March 1981&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (R6046)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Plan B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Soul Finger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Kevin Roland: Singing&lt;br&gt;
Big Jimmy Patterson: Trombone&lt;br&gt;
Seb Shelton: Drums&lt;br&gt;
Micky Billingham: Organ and Piano&lt;br&gt;
Steve Wynne: Bass&lt;br&gt;
Paul Speare: Tenor Saxophone&lt;br&gt;
Brian Maurice: Alto Saxophone&lt;br&gt;
Billy Adams: Guitar&lt;p&gt;

You've always been searching for something&lt;br&gt;
But everything seems so so-so&lt;br&gt;
Tightly close your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Hold out your hand We'll make a stand&lt;br&gt;
Forget their plans and their demands&lt;br&gt;
PLAN B They're testing you - but don't worry&lt;br&gt;
PLAN B This week I'm strong enough for two&lt;br&gt;
I'm coming, I'm running, I'm burning&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't sell you anything&lt;br&gt;
It starts off just joking&lt;br&gt;
and then they stop talking to you&lt;br&gt;
and that's the worst thing of all&lt;br&gt;
The worst thing of all&lt;br&gt;
Whispers more than loud enough&lt;br&gt;
Try to make you feel not good enough&lt;br&gt;
Try this&lt;br&gt;
Don't believe your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Hold out your hand&lt;br&gt;
We'll make a stand&lt;br&gt;
Forget their plans&lt;br&gt;
and their demands&lt;br&gt;
PLAN B Bill Withers was good to me&lt;br&gt;
PLAN B Pretend I'm Bill and lean on me&lt;br&gt;
I'm coming, I'm running, I'm burning&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't sell you anything&lt;br&gt;
PLAN B Hold on to me&lt;br&gt;
PLAN B I'll be your friend if you'll let me&lt;br&gt;
I'm coming, I'm running, I'm burning&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't sell you anything



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EMI, November 1980&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (R6042)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Keep It Part Two (Inferiority Part One)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;One Way Love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

From now on I'll only read books&lt;br&gt;
That shows the worst of my looks&lt;br&gt;
No time to find the time to rewrite mine&lt;br&gt;
I could show it to you&lt;br&gt;
If nothing better to do&lt;br&gt;
But there's no point it doesn't look like you&lt;br&gt;
If you can teach your dog tricks&lt;br&gt;
I think I'll sing or think&lt;br&gt;
Words refuse to come&lt;br&gt;
Mental breakdown and worst is yet to come&lt;br&gt;
My legs feel all numb&lt;br&gt;
But my body is shaking&lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I feel strong&lt;br&gt;
But my soul is all breaking&lt;br&gt;
I've even listened to us&lt;br&gt;
For inspiration / comfort&lt;br&gt;
But competition with myself is not enough&lt;br&gt;
These words aren't lyrics&lt;br&gt;
They're just words from the heart that redefine nervous&lt;br&gt;
If mental pain's not the aim&lt;br&gt;
Why does it claim me, stain me&lt;br&gt;
Words refuse to come&lt;br&gt;
Mental breakdown and worst is yet to come&lt;br&gt;
My legs feel all numb&lt;br&gt;
But my body is shaking&lt;br&gt;
And just like John Voight meant in '69&lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I feel strong&lt;br&gt;
Then I'm God's for the taking&lt;br&gt;
And I know it's not only me&lt;br&gt;
That's scared to look around&lt;br&gt;
But now I've had enough&lt;br&gt;
Show me which way is down&lt;br&gt;
For 3 minutes now I've confused confusion&lt;br&gt;
There's no solution&lt;br&gt;
Al, what the hell, not you as well?&lt;br&gt;
Ah, hold back Kevin&lt;br&gt;
You can wait for heaven&lt;br&gt;
There's more in for you&lt;br&gt;
This is only part two&lt;br&gt;
But if Jesus Christ was alive today&lt;br&gt;
He'd tell me don't heed what you say&lt;br&gt;
Inferiority part one is on&lt;br&gt;
I'm done, it's too late




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EMI, June 1980&lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (R6038)&lt;p&gt;
Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;There, There My Dear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The Horse&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Dear Robin, &lt;br&gt;
Hope you don't mind me writing, it's just that there's more than one question I need to ask you. If you're so ant-fashion why not wear flares, 

instead of dressing down all the same. It's just that looking like that I can express my dissatisfaction.&lt;p&gt;

Dear Robin, let me explain, though you'd never see in a million years. Keep quoting cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J. G. Ballard, Duchampe, 

Beauvoir, Kerouac, Kirkegaard, Michael Rennie. I don't believe you really like Frank Sinatra.&lt;p&gt;

Dear Robin, you're always so happy, how the hell do you get your inspiration? You're like a dumb patriot. If you're supposed to be so angry, why 

don't you fight and let me benefit from your right? Don't you know the only way to change things is to shoot the men who arrange things.&lt;p&gt;

Dear Robin, I would explain, but you'd never see in a million years. Well you've made your rules but we don't know that game, perhaps I'd listen to 

your records but your logic's far too lame and I'd only waste three valuable minutes of my life with your insincerity.&lt;p&gt;

You see Robin I'm just searching for the young soul rebels and I can't find them anywhere. Where have you hidden them? Maybe we should 

welcome the new soul vision.


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EMI, March 1980 &lt;br&gt;
7 inch single (R6033)&lt;p&gt;

Side A: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Geno&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Breakin' Down the Walls of Heartache&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Back in 68 in a sweaty club&lt;br&gt;
Before Jimmy's machine and the rocksteady rub&lt;br&gt;
On a night when flowers didn't suit my shoes&lt;br&gt;
After a week of flunkin' and bunkin' school&lt;br&gt;
The lowest head in the crowd that night&lt;br&gt;
Just practisin' steps and keepin' outa fights&lt;p&gt;

Academic inspiration you gave me none&lt;br&gt;
Ah but you were Michael the lover the fighter that won&lt;br&gt;
And look at me now looking down on you&lt;br&gt;
No I'm not being flash its just what I'm built to do&lt;p&gt;

That man took the stage with his towel swingin' high&lt;br&gt;
This man was my bombers my dexys my high&lt;br&gt;
The crowd they all hailed you and chanted your name&lt;br&gt;
Ah but they never knew like we knew&lt;br&gt;
Me and you were the same&lt;br&gt;
And now you're all over your song is so tame&lt;br&gt;
You fed me you bred me&lt;br&gt;
I'll remember your name&lt;p&gt;


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Oddball Productions, November 1979 &lt;BR&gt;
7 inch single (R6028)&lt;p&gt;
Side A:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Dance Stance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Side B: &lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;I'm Just Looking&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Carlo Rolan: Vocals&lt;br&gt;
Al Archer: Rythym Guitar/Vocals&lt;br&gt;
Pete Williams: Bass/Vocals&lt;br&gt;
JB: Tenor Sax&lt;br&gt;
Big Jim Paterson: Trombone&lt;br&gt;
Steve Spooner: Alto Sax&lt;br&gt;
Pete Saunders: Piano/Organ&lt;br&gt;
Bobby Junior: Drums 
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