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It's Later Than You Think

This is my “difficult” second album - following on from 2021’s “Losing Track Of Time” and, once again, the bulk of it is songs written with my great friend and former bandmate, Peter Monteith, back in the late 1970s and early 1980s. None of them have ever seen the light of day until now. My inspiration to start recording them came during the Covid lockdown after discovering in the loft an old Waitrose carrier bag full of lyrics and chords that Pete and I had written soon after we first met, in Leeds in 1977. In those days we played in a band called The Boiler Brothers and our musical partnership continued when we both moved south to become journalists in Marlow - where we joined another band, Legal Tender. Years later I played in the LayzeeBoys (although our last gig happened way back in 2000). Pete, who is a brilliant drummer, went on to join Trampoline and is still playing today in the Norfolk band Hunter. This album also includes cover versions of three of my all-time favourite tracks - more of which later. The first song on the album is called Take What You Can Get and, like many of our songs at the time, deals with our twentysomething relationship problems - real or imagined (maybe even both).. Bluegrass, I suspect, must have been written after we had seen “Gone With The Wind” or some such Southern pot-boiler. I’m pretty sure it’s not really bluegrass at all but, hopefully, adding fiddles and banjo (all digitally created in Logic Pro on my iMac) might give it some kind of spurious authenticity. USA to Go was written with the help of the Rand McNally atlas of the United States that I had carried round in the summer of 1977 when, after first working as an ice cream salesman and later an office clerk in New Orleans, I Greyhound-bussed my way around the country. We wrote it in my flat in Leeds, above Eddie’s fish n’chip shop. I recall hitting various chords on my guitar with Pete writing lyrics, helped (I think) by me shouting out various towns and highway names from the atlas. We were very proud of Desert Island when we finished it. Starting off seemingly about a boy-girl-in-paradise ditty, with clever (we thought) lyrics such as “we’ll wear seaweed suits with a Savile Row cut”, we then turned it on its head with the introduction of a gay element and the subsequent double meaning of the word “queen”. I know, I know - but, hey, we were very young. Reading the lyrics now I am not so proud of the phrase “You and I” when it should have been “You and Me”. I’m frankly amazed that we both went on to become journalists. Glove Shack (reprise) is an early - but different - version of the instrumental that originally appeared on my first album. Stay Tonight is a song about yearning and trying to come to terms with a complicated relationship that might or might not happen. Disco Dummy is a jokey number about a hapless dancer who is better off in a bistro. In order to make it acceptable to modern tastes I have had to change the point of view of the song (No further explanation I’m afraid!) Pantechnicon Song is about the frustration of not getting anywhere when living up north and deciding to look for a better life back home in the south. The word “pantechnicon” does not feature in the lyric but we loved the word and, of course, when you move you definitely need one. The Girl From Tobermory is a humorous new song, written in 2021 after a holiday with my wife, Jenny, to the beautiful Isle of Mull. We kept noticing that a lot of place names ended with “-ish”, so we started wondering - over glasses of the island’s delicious Ledaig single malt whisky, if somebody named Trish Nish from Fishnish perhaps worked serving fish in the Mishdish restaurant at the Mishnish hotel. After recording it I sent a copy to the hotel hoping that it might at least amuse them a bit. Sadly, I am still waiting for a response . . . The year 2023 was a traumatic one. The music world lost some all-time greats such as David Crosby, Tina Turner and Jeff Beck but, for me personally, the biggest blow was the loss of one of my oldest and dearest friends John Gardyne. John, who I’d know since we met as 11-year-olds at the First Richmond scout troop, was a supremely talented actor, director, writer and producer as well as an inspirational teacher. He was also our keyboard player in the LayzeeBoys and will be remembered fondly for many things - one of which was his exortation that we could allow ourselves to have one pint of beer “with impunity” before gigs. Any more and we would have been all over the place. The year also saw the 50th anniversary of my first gig - with schoolboy band Matilda - in East Sheen. These three cover versions are included to mark these events. Triad is a superb David Crosby song that I have played by myself a thousand times over the years and is an all-time favourite. As is Traffic’s Dear Mr Fantasy, which recorded, using vocals by Matilda bandmate Roger Cooper that I extracted from a recording we made back in 1974. Like A Rolling Stone uses vocals by John, me and Roger, similarly taken, this time from a terrible 2000 recording of the LayzeeBoys’ final gig. It’s my tribute toJohn, a wonderful, larger-than life character, who we loved and all miss terribly. The final track on the album was inspired (if that is the right word) by the realisation that, whereas in the past we all expected the world’s march of progress to keep progressing, recent events - wars, pandemics, climate change, divisive politics, toxic social media et al - have suggested that this is perhaps no longer the case and, maybe, that from now on everything is going to get worse. An uplifting thought to finish on! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this album and rest assured there are still even more Tasker-Monteith “classics” waiting to be rediscovered. Watch this space. . . Ian Tasker, Sherborne, July 2023 Dedicated to the memory of JOHN GARDYNE 1957-2023 “With impunity” All songs written by Peter Montieth & Ian Tasker Except Glove Shack (reprise) and Later Than You Think by Ian Tasker The Girl from Tobermory by Jenny Tasker & Ian Tasker Cover versions: Triad by David Crosby (1968) Like A Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan (1965) Dear Mr Fantasy bySteve Winwood, Chris Wood & Jim Capaldi(1967)

CREDITS Album released in 2023 All songs written by Peter Monteith & Ian Tasker except Glove Shack (reprise) by Ian Tasker The Girl From Tobermory by Ian Tasker & Jenny Tasker Cover versions: Triad by David Crosby (1968) Dear Mr Fantasy by Jim Capaldi, Steve Winwood & Chris Wood (1967) Like A Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan (1965) All guitars and vocals by Ian Tasker Other instrumentation created in Logic Pro

LYRICS

TAKE WHAT YOU CAN GET You don't know why you love me And I can't explain to you You don't want to understand me It's all the same to you I can't get through at all It's been going on a long time But that doesn't help at all I've been thinking that you're all mine Running at your every call What a waste of time it's been Why don't you go Why don't you leave me alone I've told you so, you can go on home End of it all I've got no regrets We've had a ball You take what you can get The way I feel about you don't help Habit's a hard thing to break Have I told you how I felt Didn't just grab what I could take I behaved myself with you You made life something exciting I'd never known before It's sad that we should end up fighting Each one showing the other the door I wondered how long it would last Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

BLUEGRASS Going back to bluegrass country Wanna see them Kentucky hills Gonna see some Southern women Cotton dresses and satin frills Can't wait to get out of my carriage Stand again on clean Kentucky earth Taste again that true home cooking Drink that moonshine alcohol so smooth Kentucky women, they're so good looking Sleep again with the stars for a roof Been wanting to come back so long And find it's just the same as it always was Sit again on the creaking front porch Watch life pass by at a steady pace Let the forest breeze rock me gently Any other life is such a waste I'm never gonna leave my homeland Rest right here till they put me in the earth Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

USA TO GO I was standing on the corner of a one-way street Wondering which way to go Policeman came up to me and asked me the time I said that I didn't know Looking for the way to New Orleans Via Walt Disney World Flying PanAm to Dixieland, trying to find my girl Got off the plane at JFK, I was searched by the customs man Took away my passport, took all my clothes You can guess what happened then Finally released me, got on my way Caught a Greyhound out of town Had a three-month Ameripass in my hand Gonna cover a lot of ground Couldn't find her in New Orleans She'd left a letter pointing the way Past Sequoia and Yosemite Onto Highway 101 Through pleasant Crescent City and Coos Bay too Soon waving Oregon goodbye Up into Vancouver, Washington, Through Seattle to Vancouver BC Caught a plane to Chicago, stayed overnight I wish she were here with me Went to her sister in Buffalo, She didn't know where she was Suggested a cousin in Albany It was back on the goddam bus Cousin said she had gone back home I caught the next plane out Landed at Heathrow, hired a car down the M25 Off at Sunbury soon found her home But she wasn't there Left for Pensacola on the noon-day plane It really isn't fair, here we go again... Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

DESERT ISLAND I'd like to take you away from all this Leave it behind, find a brand new address A golden shoreline that's way out of reach And lay you on a sun-kissed beach I'd like to get you a little sun (You know what I mean) Forget the world and have some fun Romantic evenings - a starlit sky The two of us, that's just you and I I'l hold you tight as the tide comes in Hand-in-hand we'll begin the beguine We'll eat bananas in an abandoned way (You know what I mean) Together in paradise we'll always stay I'll be King in my land, on my desert island You will be my Queen Sun-up-in-the-sky land, no-one-wonders-why land Life is so serene We'll set up home in a little grass hut Wear seaweed suits with a Savile Row cut You'll do the cooking, I'll do the clothes In our home, anything goes With the monkey and the parakeet We'll be the happiest boys you'll ever ever meet I'll be King in my land, on my desert island You will be my Queen Sun-up-in-the-sky land, no-one-wonders-why land Life is so serene Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

GLOVE SHACK (REPRISE) Instrumnental Music by Ian Tasker ©2023

STAY TONIGHT Lying here beside you Wondering what to do The nearness of your body The scent of your perfume too Why don't you stay here Till the sun rises in the sky I think that I want you To help me get by Holding you closer to me Indecision far behind And now that I know my feelings I'm not afraid of what I might find Why don't you stay here Till the sun rises in the sky We both know we can make it If we really try We've played this game before It just didn't work out right We've gone our separate ways Do I really want you tonight? But what does it matter What we both went through once before? All I know is I want you Tonight even more But what does it matter What we both went through once before? All I know is I want you Tonight even more Don't want you to go Don't want you to go Stay with me tonight Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

DISCO DUMMY You can see them at the disco They're the one who haven't got a chance They move without rhythm Ain't got a clue how to dance They twitch and the stumble Fall off their feet, onto the floor They wriggle and the fumble Don't their legs ever get sore So, I can't go to the disco 'Cos I am one of them Have to take me to the bistro So l'm fat as well as lame She's got callouses and bunions Where l've been and stamped upon her feet Doing a Travolta When my body and timing never meet The stroboscopic lighting Does't help to hide my awkward jerks To my humiliation I can't resist giving each song the works So, I can't go to the disco 'Cos I am one of them Have to take me to the bistro So l'm fat as well as lame Fat and lame Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

PANTECHNICON SONG In the New Year I'm going down south Because I have to Leaving behind my home Don't want to live here now Gotta find a future somehow Don't wanna stay, I don't wanna stay Don't wanna stay here anymore Don't wanna stay, I don't wanna stay Don't wanna stay here anymore When I get there Will it be raining Like it is here? Can't afford to live anywhere The price of beer is just sky high People move there I wonder why Don't wanna stay, I don't wanna stay Don't wanna stay here anymore Don't wanna stay, I don't wanna stay Don't wanna stay here anymore When I get there It will be raining Like it is here Leaving behind my home Don't want to live here now Gotta find a future somehow Words & Music by lan Tasker & Peter Monteith © 2023

THE GIRL FROM TOBERMORY i met a girl from Tobermory And waiting on tables was half of her story I still remember the bliss of her kiss I'll never forget the dishy Trish Nish Drinking Ledaig from a half-pint glass Trish Nish was always full of high class She showed me how to tell a good story My dishy Trish Nish from Tobermory She's Fishnish's Trish Nish Dished up a fish at the swish Mishdish Trish Nish from the Hotel Mishnish I wish I could kiss the dishy Trish Nish Well she kissed all the boys from Achnadrish From Mornish and Quinish And onto Treshnish A splish of good whisky in her fish dish Hard to keep up with the dishy Trish Nish A tongue-twisting tale from Tobermory And sadly that's the end of my story Trish Nish's kiss was no longer bliss And the ferry to Oban that I mustn't miss She's Fishnish's Trish Nish Dished up a fish at the swish Mishdish Trish Nish from the Hotel Mishnish I wish I could kiss the dishy Trish Nish Words & Music by lan Tasker and Jenny Tasker © 2022.

TRIAD You want to know how it will be Me and her or you and me You both sit there with your long hair flowing Your eyes are alive Your minds are still growing Saying to me "What can we do now that we both love you?" I love you too And I don't really see Why can't we go on as three? You are afraid, embarrassed too No one has ever said such a thing to you Your mother's ghost stands at your shoulders A face like ice, a little bit colder Saying to you "You cannot do that It breaks all the rules, you learned in school" But I don't really see Why can't we go on as three? We love each other, it's plain to see There's just one answer that comes to me Sister lovers, water brothers, and in time maybe others So you see What we can do is to try something new That is if you're crazy too And I don't really see Why can't we go on as three Words & Music by David Crosby ©1968

DEAR MR FANTASY Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar Make it snappy You are the one who can make us all right Doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad It was a great time we had Wouldn't have known it All these years Words & Music by Steve Winwood, Chris Wood & Jim Capaldi © 1967

LIKE A ROLLING STONE Once upon a time you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People say "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all kidding you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hanging out But now you don't talk so loud And now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging your next meal So tell me, how does it feel, Oh, how does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown, Like a rolling stone Well you went to the finest schools, all right, Miss Lonely, but you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody taught you how to live out on the street But now you're gonna have to get used to it Say you never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realise That he's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And you say do you want to make a deal? So tell me, how does it feel, Oh, how does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown, Like a rolling stone Princess on a steeple and all the pretty people Drinking, thinking that they've got it made They're exchanging all kinds of precious gifts You better take your diamond ring and you better pawn it babe You used to be so amused Napoleon in rags was the language that you used Now go to him, they say you can't refuse When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose Y You're invisible now, you have no secrets to conceal So tell me, how does it feel, Oh, how does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown, Like a rolling stone Words & Music by Bob Dylan © 1965

LATER THAN YOU THINK We always thought there'd be something better Something more than before The world would always keep improving But now I'm not so sure There was a time before it happened A time to hope for more Before the world began to darken Now we fear what's in store We loved and lost and tried and trusted Kept taking it to the brink We always thought there'd be time to sort it But it's later than you think Later than you think Words & Music by lan Tasker © 2023

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