Radio Ham

Radio Ham

Somewhere between ‘live at hangar 18’ and our next cd we had a few friends round. They joined us on stage and other times we stole the odd afternoon with them at the studio. Stuff got played and stuff got invented. Aunty Paul brought his midi guitar over and ideas poured out, Fin had lyrics and melodies that slotted right in.

Before we knew it we had hours of material to sift through to decide what to keep and what to throw away. Too much wheat and not enough chaff. We wanted to keep the same live vibe as the first album so most of the material here is as spontaneous as ever, along with the odd mistake and technical errors, topped and tailed and slightly tweaked.

Radio Ham seemed a good name for this collection of work as its an eclectic mix of various styles and collaborations…..

Bliss

(hartley/minal/wetton/wilson)

Mr Swerve – Decks, Fin – Vocals, Aunty Paul – Guitar

Born from a jam with Mr Swerve and a bunch of brass samples on the kit, Fin had a set of lyrics and a melody that slotted right in and Aunty’s funky guitar put the finishing touches.

I see the flowers and it brings to mind
your sense of joy in all the things we find
if we can open all the doors we’d see
pictures of happiness that’s you and me
there is a blossoming I’ve understood
this sense of trusting it can all be good
and while I’m resting in this garden dear
I think there’s something that you’d like to hear

you live your life so wonderfully sweet beautiful one
you’ve opened up the part of me where life is fun
so when the world caves in on you I hope you’ll know
my heart will always have a place for you to go

and so the flowers help reflect it back
to all the goodness in this life we have
is it the view that makes it what it is ?
I rub my eyes…… but all I see is bliss
you live your life so wonderfully sweet beautiful one
you’ve opened up the part of me where life is fun
and when the world caves in on you I hope you’ll know
my heart will always have a place for you to go

lyrics by Fin

Circles

(hartley/minal/wetton/wilson)

Fin – Vocals, Aunty Paul – Midi Guitar (flute, pads, trumpet solo and hammond)

The original version of this track came from V–Guitar session 1. So much fun was had that the entire session was put on the website for a while under the name of Pink Snapper (as a ‘hats off’ to Red Snapper) but as it was a mere 16 minutes long we thought we should try to record a shorter version of it. Once again Fin already had lyrics and a melody and the two fitted together like it was meant to be.

I’ve regained my composure
I don’t feel so bemused
cos I have turned over my attraction to you
I can see all the cracks now where my vision was blurred
got to kick back and find me
find a place in this world

beat these circles take a hold of myself
take it somewhere I can slow down wish it all well
fall from grace in every day
with every new horizon take a hold

and I am still waiting to see what I’m worth
done anticipating my fall
down to earth

beat these circles take a hold of myself
take it somewhere I can slow down wish it all well
fall from grace in every day
with every new horizon take a hold
of myself

lyrics by Fin

Don’t Stop

(hartley/minal/j.gurykovics/s.gurykovics)

Jo Gurykovics – vocals, The Sandor – stunt guitar

Whilst they were resident in Birmingham en route to Canada, a chance meeting with Jo and Sandor (aka Phroyter) resulted in us having the privilege of playing on their ’Crazy Pills’ album and working as their live rhythm section in return for reciprocal live duties at Pig gigs. These Don’t Stop and I’m A Boy were the first couple of things we ever played together and soon became live favourites.

I know what you’re doing here I’ve seen that look before
never wanting too much yeah but you want you want some more
your poking fingers want me to move and sway
this way and that way baby I know what you’re saying

you want me to move out loud, out loud, out loud..
yeah yeah don’t stop now what you’re doing baby it feels good
don’t stop no what you’re playing I really don’t think you should
don’t stop now what you’re doing you know it turns me on don’t stop now
no baby don’t stop don’t stop

I know what you want I see you at the bar
you want to get me drunk and I can see you for what you are
if you want to take me home I’ll need something stiffer than that
watch me dancing baby, yeah you like it like that

I’ve seen you move out loud, out loud, out loud..
don’t stop now what you’re doing baby it feels good

if you want me to be what you want buy me a drink
I’m a little bit sober for this
to be what I want so get me drunk and take me home
I’ll do what you want you want from me

don’t stop now what you’re doing baby it feels good don’t stop no what you’re playing
I really don’t think you should don’t stop now what your doing you know it turns me on
don’t stop no no baby don’t stop, don’t stop, STOP

Lyrics by Jo Gurykovics

I’m a Boy

(hartley/minal/j.gurykovics/s.gurykovics)

Jo Gurykovics – vocals, The Sandor – stunt guitar

before you slide your hand up my
skirt there’s something you should know
I like you and you like me baby
let’s take it nice and slow

I’ve got hair up and down my legs like you
I’ve got a hairy back and a hairy ass too
I get a back sack and crack twice a week
yeah cause I’m a boy

not like other girls you’ve been with before
there’s more to me than meets the eye
may have great hips, great eyes, sweet lips
yeah there’s more of me for you to try

I’ve got hair up and down my legs like you
I’ve got a hairy back and a hairy ass too
I get a back sack and crack twice a week
yeah cause I’m a boy

if you want to buy me flowers that would be nice
ask me I’ll be on my knees don’t have to ask twice
you can drive me around with your penis hung out
your ultimate accessory for out and about

I’ve got hair up and down my legs like you
I’ve got a hairy back and a hairy ass too
I get a back sack and crack twice a week
yeah cause I’m a boy

before you slide your hand up my skirt there’s something you should know

Lyrics by Jo Gurykovics

Talk to Me

(ige)

Laura Ige – Vocals, Charles Kellyman – Intro Guitar, Steve Owen – Organ, Aunty Paul – Midi Guitar Horns

We have had the pleasure of working with Laura on a number of projects over the last few years. This is one of her own songs and was originally recorded as a bossanova. After she gave us permission to remix it, we couldn’t resist Pigging it up a little. Aunty Paul added the horns (on the fly and in one take!)

talk to me
please tell me that you love me so
never let me go
talk to me
please say that Im the one for you
that your love is true
the wonder of your love
is all I’m thinking of
so please
talk to me..
talk to me..

sing to me
sweet melodies that touch my heart
reach the deepest part
your magic
your very presence hypnotise
look into my eyes
you only know the spell
that works with me so well
so please
talk to me..
talk to me..

talk to me
the language only lovers know
let the passion flow
to heaven
you take me on a magic ride
touch me deep inside
just come and take control
my body and my soul
you only know the spell
that works with me so well
the magic of your love
is all I’m dreaming of
so please
talk to me..
talk to me..

lyrics by Laura Ige

Little Steps

(hartley/minal/wetton/wilson)

Fin – Vocals, words, Aunty Paul – Midi Guitar Hammond and pads, Mr Swerve – Scratch Samples

Edited from V-guitar session 2, all music spontaneously composed. Fin added vocals a little while later. Swerve scratches were lifted from an entirely other session.

12 Pygmees

(hartley/minal/wetton)

Aunty Paul – Midi Guitar Accordian and strange pads, Carrie Tomlinson – Robotiques Français

Slighltly edited from V-guitar session 1, the accordian just sounded so French. Vocal ideas inspired by an old ‘Four on the Floor’ sketch.

Triggernometry

(hartley/minal)
One day we just hit record and waved our arms and fingers about and it came out like this.

Missy Kool

(hartley/minal/wetton/wilson)

Mr Swerve – Decks, Fin – Vocals, Aunty Paul – Guitar

We fancied doing something just straight and funky. No loops and samples. Once we’d jammed it a couple of times on gigs, it started to sound a bit like this.

Mike Spam

(hartley/minal/wetton)

Aunty Paul – Midi Guitar Doo-wops

This still makes us laugh.

Where’s The Beef?

(hartley/minal/greaves/nagin)

Ray Nagin – Voice, Chuckie Greaves – Guitar

We recorded this backing track and were wondering what to finish it off with. It was playing in the background when we heard Ray Nagin’s telephone call to the New Orleans’ radio station WLL-AM during hurricane Katrina. It fitted so well that we just played it again and hit the record button.

It’s politics, man, and they’re playing games and they’re spinning. They’re out there spinning for the cameras. I don’t know what they’re doing, maybe there’s some smoke coming out the air-conditioning units that’s clogging some folks’ vision. See I’ve talked to everybody under the sun, I’ve been out there, man, I’ve flew these helicopters, been in the crowds talking to people, crying, don’t know where their relatives are, I’ve done it all man and I tell you, man, I keep hearing that it’s coming, this is coming, that is coming and my answer to that there is BS – WHERE IS THE BEEF? Because there’s no beef in this city. There’s no beef anywhere in South East Louisiana and these goddam ships that are comin, I don’t see ‘em. And they don’t have a clue what’s going on down there, they flew down here one time two days after the doggone event was over with TV cameras AB reporters, all kind of goddam, excuse my French everybody in America, but I am pissed. This is a national disaster, get every doggone Greyhound bus line in the country and get their asses moving to New Orleans. That’s they’re thinking small, man, and this is a major major major deal. And I can’t emphasise it enough, man, this is crazy. Its awful down here, man. I have no idea what they are doing but I’ll tell you this – you know God is looking down on all this and if they’re not doing everything in their power to save people… ….they are gonna pay the price.

Because every day that we delay people are dying, and they’re dying by the hundreds I’m willing to bet you. and they’re feeding the public a line of bull and they’re spinning and people are dying down here. Did the tsunami victims request? Did they go through a formal process to request? Y’now did Iraq? Did the Iraqis request we go in there? Did they ask us to go in there? What is more important? This is.. I’ll tell you, man, I’m probably gonna get into a whole bunch of trouble, but.. we authorized 8 billion dollars to go to Iraq. After 9/11 we gave the President unprecidented powers to take care of New York and other places. Now you mean to tell me, a place that’s so unique that when you mention New Orleans anywhere around the world people’s eyes light up. You mean to tell me that a place where you have thousands of people that have died and thousands more that are dying every day, that we can’t figure out a way to authorize the resources that we need? Come on, man, I’m not one of those drug addicts, I am thinking very clearly and I don’t know whose problem it is, don’t know whether its the Governor’s problem, I don’t know whether its the President’s problem but somebody needs to get their ass on a plane and sit down the two of them and figure this out right now. This is ridiculous. Don’t tell me 40,000 people are coming here, they’re not here. It’s too doggone late. Now get off your asses and do something and let’s fix the biggest Goddam crisis in the history of this country. People are dying. They don’t have homes. They don’t have jobs. The city of New Orleans will never be the same. And it’s time….

Produced by Porgy
All tracks © funkpig except Talk To Me © Laura Ige
Recorded and engineered by Porgy, Primate and Mr Pu

Mixed and mastered by Porgy and Primate

Our infinite gratitude goes to all the musicians and friends who took the time to share their talents with us in the studio and onstage
, Mr Primate for engineering above and beyond the call of duty, 
Mr Pu for tecking and humping
, everyone who helped us carry cases and cabs in and out of various gigs
, BHJ for amplitude
, Drumkat, Warwick and Roland for the tools
, and the Girls for letting us out to play

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