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45 Revolutions Per Minute

by Candy Opera

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1.
Roger doesn't mind now, it's a fading memory He's got pictures in his drawer of a race run in Oxford City History repeating itself at the turn of a reel Moira doesn't mind now, her hopes and vanity Fading on a pillow, drowning in her sleep She finds courage to face the day, leaving night times for dreaming Just take the way that I'm feeling Ah, she said, I'm tired of this beg-borrow-stealing Stealing, especially the stealing So, keep your eyes on the road, keep your hands on the wheel And we could drive all night There's a track that leads to every heart so, let's run it hard What a way to travel, what a way to be Call me winner of the four minute mile, yeah What a way to travel, what a way to be Call me winner of the four minute mile, yeah Roger doesn't mind now, his fragrant ideal Lost it in a moment to time the great healer Hopefully redeeming itself as he turns to stealing Just take the way that I'm feeling Ah, he said, I'm tired of this beg-borrow-stealing Stealing, especially the stealing So, keep your eyes on the road, keep your hands on the wheel And we could drive all night There's a track that leads to every heart so, let's run it hard What a way to travel, what a way to be Call me winner of the four minute mile, yeah What a way to travel, what a way to be Call me winner of the four minute mile, yeah Move on, move on Move on, move on
2.
As the warmest longest night begins to fade On another hopeless cause you try to save And a penny for all your thoughts won't count for much So, you clench your hands, pray to God, pray to God, yeah She sits alone and cries in her room While the baby still kicks at her womb He's got a fortune while she's got her faith But there's not much difference, not these days Between the good book and the green, yeah There's a heartbeat in every thunder at a price you can't afford It's worth saving all you've got to buy yourself a home And this tangled web we're weaving has no shape or form You're still pinning up your hopes to every strand, pray to God, pray to God She sits alone and cries in her room While the baby still kicks at her womb He's got his fortune while she's got her faith But there's not much difference, not these days Between the good book and the green, yeah Get on your knees She sits alone and cries in her room While the baby still kicks at her womb He's got his fortune while she's got her faith But there's not much difference She sits alone and cries in her room While the baby still kicks at her womb He's got a fortune while she's got her faith But there's not much difference, not these days Between the good book and the green, yeah
3.
Religious 04:33
You're throwing pennies in the wishing well You grow your hair long and don't you wear it well You only kiss me and a star collides A break is like divorce when I see your eyes I only wanted to believe it for sure So, stop what you're doing 'cause I can't find no cure And all the pennies in the wishing well Won't add to much, I can tell You got religion in your veins It's kinda like a man like Judas saying, “For heaven's sake” And if the cap don't fit, don't wear it 'cause It hasn't got your name in it I only wanted to believe it for sure So, stop what you're doing 'cause I can't find no cure It's a long, long, long road you're leading me down Paved with reassurance and plagued with doubt You got religion in your veins It's kinda like a man like Judas saying, “For heaven's sake” And if the cap don't fit, don't wear it 'cause It hasn't got your name in it
4.
Fever Pitch 03:56
There was a time and forever when I'd walk down these strange roads Resigned to its changing face they kindly call progress What am I supposed to do when it strikes so deep inside me? The decline of the old lines leave me bound to elect growth Well, I don't want to change the world 'cause for that I'd need more help And if I tried to change the world then I find I'd change myself When the fever pitch calms down then I'll be round When the fever pitch calms down then I'll be round It seems I've grown so long in the tooth I resist change From The Drive to The Hippodrome, giving rise to the drug craze Well, what am I supposed to do when both ends of my candle burn nightly? Do I tire 'til the wakening hand arrives to condescend on me? Well, I don't want to change the world 'cause for that I'd need more help And if I tried to change the world then I find I'd change myself When the fever pitch calms down then I'll be round When the fever pitch calms down then I'll be round
5.
So, you don't understand the pictures that I paint in your mind I'm looking for something but I don't know where, I've tried You just hide away, I never believe in all they say I'm looking for something but cannot find the lines So, I just hide away and never believe in those things failed We're looking for something but we cannot find the lines What's there but this, you say, that led me to an unrequited love? What's the difference anyway? What's there but this, you say, just tell them all you found me on the way What's the difference anyway? Now, I don't understand your ways, your prayer, your life, your plans I'm looking for something but cannot find the lines So, you just hide in veils and never confide in those details Stop searching for something 'cause you cannot find the lines So, I just hide away and never believe in all these tales Stop looking for something 'cause you cannot find those signs What's there but this, you say, that led me to an unrequited love? What's the difference anyway? What's there but this, you say, just tell them all you found me on the way What's the difference anyway?
6.
Time 03:34
Here I am doing time for you So, break these chains now, set me free Here I am doing life for you So, stop me now and start again Don't need no job satisfaction to drive a truck Don't need no age-old attraction to see I give up You've got a friend who says he's found a solution Put your life in the bottom drawer and pick it up when there's use for it Here I am doing time for you So, break these chains now, set me free Don't need no job satisfaction to drive a truck Don't need no age-old attraction to say you give up Well, you've got a friend who says he's found a solution So, put your life in the bottom drawer and pick it up when there's use for it Here I am doing time for you So, break these chains now, set me free Here I am doing life for you So, stop me now and start again Come on, start again Come on, set me free Don't you believe
7.
And all the mountains in all of the world If you climb each peak have you conquered the world? No man's an island, these impregnable walls First sign of kindness and they crumble and fall I'm looking for a Jericho, see the walls come tumbling down I'm gonna give myself to freedom but I'm bound to fight for that And all I need is love at the end of each day And the left and right of centre can fall and fade away And all the armies in all of the world If you join each one have you conquered the world? If there's no soldiers there cannot be wars If there were no borders then, you'd have no cause I'm looking for a Jericho, see the walls come tumbling down I'm gonna give myself to freedom but I'm bound to fight for that And all I need is love at the end of each day And the left and right of centre can fall and fade away We're talking 'bout an ongoing situation Everybody keep falling down, keep moving away It's an ongoing situation
8.
Serious 03:48
And you smile a smile that loses me I can't hold on that long taking the weight of a world that's sunk Did you find your plain or just mistake its sweet refrain? And I'm serious, and I'm serious I take my side and this side's my own Standing in the wings, I wait my turn while everybody else is just rushing in Do those who wait in lines make the same mistakes as I? And I'm serious, and I'm serious Did you find your plain or just mistake its sweet refrain? And I'm serious, and I'm serious One look over my shoulder, doesn't get much further Backwards is a place where I plot my map and everything I own is on my back And it's one look over my shoulder, doesn't get much further Backwards is a place where I plot my map and everything I own is on my back When you smile the world turns upside down Painting your cause as a lonely face, sad but sad is the safest place Perhaps I'll even change to find my hopes revived again And I'm serious, and I'm serious Well, did you find your plain or just mistake its sweet refrain? And I'm serious, and I'm serious One look over my shoulder, doesn't get much further Backwards is a place where I plot my map and everything I own is on my back And it's one look over my shoulder, doesn't get much further Backwards is a place where I plot my map and everything I own is on my back
9.
Slow down the slow dive And feel our hearts beat together Against a pulse we all recognise The tone contrives to dim the lights It's how we weave them together That people question throughout their lives I've gotta slow down with the slow dive I've gotta slow down with the slow dive I may not do all the things I wanna do Some people never do But I'll catch it as it passes through Gotta get off on this whole ride I've gotta get on with my own life I've been weeping for you, baby I've been weeping for you, baby I've been weeping for you, baby But I've gotta slow down Gotta slow down I've been weeping for you, baby I've been weeping for you, baby I've been weeping for you, baby I've gotta slow down Gotta slow down I've gotta slow down with the slow dive, yeah I've gotta slow down with the slow dive, yeah
10.
See them light up across the man-made bay Steal that car but you won't get that far in it All the bullying in the world Won't get you down, never will It's tune-in time across the radio waves The curtains drawn but you don't know what goes on behind them For all their money and their wealth They'll watch you going down and they won't help God bless us now You see them crying out to their name sakes And God bless us now You see them climb aboard their gravy trains See them tie themselves to their fortune slaves They break their hearts to board those train, train, train, train, trains Now money's talking loud and clear You try to wave them down but they won't hear God bless us now You see them crying out to their name sakes And God bless us now You see them climb aboard their gravy trains And God bless us now, yeah You see them climb aboard their gravy trains Keep moving on, keep moving on
11.
Fire flames like reason Pour gasoline on magazines to keep me warm You know, I'm tired of being A casualty with mouths to feed in these four walls Feel the flame rise up Burning up the side of my face 'Til the television Is my only comfort l stay because you want me But I don't wanna taste the flame You burn until I'm hungry, yeah And hunger comes up nine times out of ten l stay because you want me But I don't wanna taste the flame You burn until I'm hungry, yeah And hunger comes up nine times out of ten Burn me up like fever Alcohol's a sign of where I've been Detour leaning Skating around the points you're making Feel the walls close in Curtains cut the light on my face Turn on the television As my only comfort l stay because you want me But I don't wanna taste the flame You burn until I'm hungry, yeah And hunger comes up nine times out of ten l stay because you want me But I don't wanna taste the flame You burn until I'm hungry, yeah And hunger comes up nine times out of ten Fire flames like reason Pour gasoline on magazines to keep me warm You know, I'm tired of being A casualty with mouths to feed in these four walls Now I'm tired, now I'm tired
12.
Diane 03:13
Diane, don't you need greed? You know there's no-one to deceive me I always thought on you as a waste of time Oh, and I bet you five dollars more As soon as you walk in the door you try to say goodbye Diane, don't you bleed deep? You know you're the one to convince me I always thought those views were a waste of time Oh, and I bet you five dollars more As soon as you walk in the door you try to say goodbye And the answers buried deep leave the taste of something real And when I dig them up it adds truth to the line That everything in its place is the best design for Diane Diane don't believe me When I say there's no-one to deceive me I never thought of you as a waste of time Oh, and I bet you five dollars more As soon as you walk in the door you try to say goodbye Oh, and I bet you five dollars more As soon as you walk in the door you say goodbye
13.
There are more things in heaven and on earth You don't try them, you'll never find their worth Did you file them second rate Think them no good and in vain? Did you count on instant cures And then find you wanted more? I guess you know that line so well Well, not as well as I do Did you crumble, your lips melt in the high? You don't slumber, you never find you're tired Did you file them second rate Think them no good and in vain? Did you count on instant cures And then find you wanted more? I guess you know that line so well Well, not as well as I do I guess you know that line so well Well, not as well as I do
14.
Shoot 03:31
Look at my fortune, look at my fame Flowing with the river, can't turn back again Look at my future, look at my rise Change like the weather, has no ties Look at my fortune, look at my fame Born in a rage, time will change Look at my future, look at my rise There to criticise Did you find you'd have to reminisce all about the days You'd shoot me up, yeah, just to shoot me down again? Look at my fortune, look at my fame Flowing with the river, can't turn back again Look at my future, look at my rise There to criticise Did you find you'd have to reminisce all about the days You'd shoot me up, yeah, just to shoot me down again?
15.
Heads wins the day so, this is where I throw you a life-saving line Your sarcastic flair makes everything you say sound profound Here we are again so, this is where I show you that I'm on your side The sarcastic air, and you say anything can sound profound You tell yourself it won't control you But every time it brings you crashing to the ground Second time around with the same old hand-me-downs Doesn't time pass so, so slowly? Second time around with the same old hand-me-downs Well, doesn't time pass so, so slowly? And everything you say sounds profound You lack the same effect when you cling to All the waking hours the addict owes you Pins and needles in my arms Second time around with the same old hand-me-downs Well, doesn't time pass so, so slowly? Second time around with the same old hand-me-downs Well, doesn't time pass so, so slowly? I'm never gonna stop until you give it up You'll find it standing over you You're never gonna stop and when you give it up You'll find it standing over you You're never gonna stop and when you give it up Well, you're never gonna, never gonna, never gonna, never gonna Never gonna let that hold you
16.
Gather round this congregation in witnessing what I have to declare I'm answerable to each and every one of you for what we all have shared Well, love's a constitution I prescribe to and, in time, befalls us all And marriage is the institute that gathers all these feelings into one And I was born out of love and affection adopted from inside And I was raised on the love that you gave me, unreservedly mine Well, life's no bed of roses but I suppose it aids the case to carry on As it conjures up the thoughts that I presume would idealistically belong With time and evolution life's been plotted and worked out in advance And our only hope's the time we served on earth deserves a second chance 'Cause I was born out of love and affection adopted from inside And I was raised on the love that you gave me, unreservedly mine
17.
Here's a tune so, call it love And you look to me now 'cause it sounds so true Watching the world pass from a book I listen to myself 'cause it sounds just like you I find I'm jumping hurdles 'cause I want you back again I went in search of something, trying to find myself again In climbing for those rainbows I find I'm stranded in my blues Sorry I'm so late but I said, meet me at the gate Whip crack away, whip crack away Hello, goodbye and I must be on my way again Whip crack away, whip crack away Hello, goodbye and I must be on my way again Here's my tune so, call it love But keep it to yourself 'cause its sound belies belief Watching the words hatched from your book Must have told you something that you never ever needed I find I'm jumping hurdles just to breeze back round again I think I sold you something, in short, I called on you, friend I find that you can't hear me but I'll find you anyway Sorry that I'm late but I said, meet me at the gate Whip crack away, whip crack away Hello goodbye and I must be on my way again Whip crack away, whip crack away Hello goodbye and I must be on my way again
18.
Crucified 03:49
All she wanted was to be loved Not all done up like in Hollywood Apron strings tie her boulevard Sees the world as her own back yard He's as restless as shifting sand All but cured from her healing hands Hangs on every word she says Writes them down now for judgement day He's okay, he's doing fine He gets crucified for all his crimes He's okay, he's doing fine He gets crucified for all his crimes Crucified for all his crimes He's as restless as shifting sand All but cured from her healing hands Hangs on every word she says Writes them down now for judgement day He's okay, he's doing fine He gets crucified for all his crimes He's okay, he's doing fine He gets crucified for all his crimes Crucified for all his crimes All she wanted was to be loved Not all done up like in Hollywood Apron strings tie her boulevard Sees the world as her own back yard He's okay, he's doing fine He gets crucified for all his crimes He's okay, he's doing fine He gets crucified for all his crimes

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To paraphrase Dickens, it was probably not the best of times. In 1981, Kensington, Liverpool was hardly 'des res'. Bedevilled by unemployment, heroin had started to make its mark with dealers finding easy prey amongst the disaffected youth of ‘Kenny’. On the notorious Phythian Estate, though, a strange paradox emerged. Amidst the faceless and identical dwellings a band was formed, heavily influenced by Love’s seminal Forever Changes album, The Beach Boys, Aztec Camera and local neighbours, The Pale Fountains. Their name was CANDY OPERA.

Whilst Merseyside’s two teams were dominating association football at home and abroad and the main interest of the Scouse denizens was the type of ‘trainies’ (training shoes, colloquially) their peers were sporting, 'The Candies' came together in the summer of 1982 and played their first gig later that year (The Pale Fountains loyally in attendance). The original line-up comprised chief creative, vocalist and songwriter, Paul Malone along with Ken Moss (guitar), Ian Haskell (drums) and Mike Wiggins (bass). Over time they were augmented by Neil Cooper (inspiration), Carl Hodgson (guitar) and Colette Foy (backing vocals). They recorded a demo tape, Honeysuckle Rose, in 1983 with the assistance of Steph Lea on violin and Bryan Evans on clarinet and this has become something of a holy grail for completists and followers of the post-Punk Liverpool scene. Despite several high-profile live appearances – with The Pogues, The Go-Betweens, The Redskins and on Granada TV's Exchange Flags – plus reviews in NME, Sounds and Jamming magazines, the original quartet went their separate ways in 1985, bowing out with a trio of classic CANDY OPERA recordings; Diane, Serious and Second Time Around, as a swansong.

Malone and Haskell remained the core of the band, recruiting Alan Richardson and Brian Chin Smithers from Wallasey combo, Edelweiss, along with three other local lads; Jimmy Cartwright, Markus Mulholland and Dave Murrant. Studio sessions in New Brighton created several new tracks including; Happy To Be The Plot But Not The Crime, The Gravy Train Run, Left, Right And Centre, The Good Book And The Green, Time, Religious and Shoot. By 1989, after this interim arrangement, only Malone and Chin Smithers remained but the band was made complete once more with the arrival of Come In Tokio drummer, Alan Currie and its bassist, Frank Mahon. Under the management of Neil Mather, this was arguably its purple patch with several high-profile support slots – most notably, with The Farm at Liverpool's Royal Court Theatre – and the interest of a number of the majors, amongst them EMI and Go! Discs. In true 'Candies' fashion, though, no deal materialised and mainstream success remained elusive. Although the members stayed together – becoming, for a short time, The Wailing Souls – CANDY OPERA ceased to exist in 1993, concluding as a mere footnote in the pantheon of great lost Liverpool bands. Until now…

Having heard some of their songs online, Firestation Records of Berlin have made it their business to track down and put together the album that you now hold in your hand. The songs still resonate with their original contexts and nuances, writ large with paeans to unrequited love and diaries embossed with friendships long lost. They also speak to a time and a place, amidst the backdrop of an ever-changing landscape of the city that Jung described as ‘The Pool of Life’. Compiling the album has itself been a labour of love, given that some former members have disappeared over the intervening 35 years along with various artefacts and recordings. Nevertheless, what you have here appears to comprise the bulk of CANDY OPERA’s back catalogue, such as it is. Enjoy hearing these recordings, probably for the first time for the majority of purchasers, but listen, embrace and find some feelings that you’d left behind.

Dave Wiggins, October 2017

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released February 23, 2018

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Candy Opera Liverpool, UK

When Candy Opera released 45 Revolutions Per Minute on February 23rd 2018, it was a belated introduction to a very special band sired during Liverpool's 1980s golden age which has taken almost thirty years to happen. Lovingly unearthed and compiled by Firestation Records of Berlin and available on limited edition 18-track CD, the result is a lost gem that points to a million what-might-have-beens. ... more

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