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The Bedroom Tapes Vol 2: Jungle Law – The Demos (plus 8​-​page booklet)

by Philip Rambow

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    The Bedroom Tapes Vol 2: Jungle Law – The Booklet

    As well as the music, there are images...
    Philip has visited the archives to bring us a few photos of the day. Mainly taken by Adrian Boot, plus there are a few guests you may recognise.
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1.
BIKE BOYS IN THE NIGHT Caught in the mid-stream of my heat in traffic Something struck you not quite right. And so you can keep your place, but me, I’ll be Running with bike boys in the night Early morning finds the dawn demanding Love from a heart that’s out of sight Forever lost I’ll try so hard to find it Running with bike boys in the night Soft was the backbone of our lazy pleasure Long was the sighing of this flight. Ah but your sadness is not there when I am, Running with bike boys in the night Sing all you sweethearts of the funky timing Sound all them saxophones I have arrived here at this dedication Running with bike boys in the night
2.
CREATURE COMFORTS You’ve got a false impression, Of what things are really like Here in the Great Recession, Dogs don’t bark They just bite Creature Comforts It’s a habit Creature Comforts You try you try you try you try you try To improve your lot in life But you can’t you can’t you can’t you can’t you can’t remove Natural trouble and strife Creature Comforts It’s a habit Creature Comforts It’s just human nature, it’s just human pride When you see a shop front window You need the thing inside Creature Comforts It’s a habit Creature Comforts Creature Comforts It’s a habit Creature Comforts Struggling with all of your might
3.
10,000 WORDS What in the world makes someone run so Far from the arms of the one they love Chasing the ruin of childhood’s desire The withering heights, Prince Charming on fire. CHORUS So it goes, so it goes so it goes, so it goes, So it goes so it goes so it goes With all the hustles I have heard, with all the bullshit in this world Don’t knock this thought it’s not absurd, A touch is worth 10,000 words Junked out on love, that’s something to learn from. Fantastic feeling so often hide lies. Celluloid heartbreak, that’s comic book stuff. In times like these, life’s hard enough CHORUS Ok you critics and scholars so wise, I’ve looked in a mirror I can see with your eyes. If my rap is too heavy I’m easy to blame. ‘Coz in times like these you should bend to the game. But I just can’t hear that sound in my name
4.
Beginners at heart we now imagine The product of our creation. We find ourselves in this situation: Your movement causes reaction. And my desire is for your possession: It’s just obsession Magnificent Obsession In a brief, brief limousine Filled with magazines Of every description, description and choice Smothered in sensual noise Breathing the perfume, perfume and scents Reeling in the present tense, present tense Worn out at heart we now examine, the ruins of our creation We find ourselves in this situation, your movement dulls my reaction. I’ve lost desire for all possession I’m left with this obsession Magnificent Obsession Enough is enough, I wish I could take A common form of escape With cigarettes and in bars Polite action in bars I’ve got myself, myself to blame For playing such dangerous games Dangerous games It’s just obsession Magnificent Obsession It’s just obsession Magnificent Obsession It’s just obsession Magnificent Obsession It’s just obsession Magnificent Obsession
5.
TARGET Let’s face it Men can be slightly You can make it But you might not come out too clean You could be a target You could be a target You could be a target The rest of your life Silly thing Wherever did you get the idea That things are what they seem Tightrope walker You really really got very little to hold on to. Except for what you do So keep on Coming through You could be a target You could be a target You could be a target The rest of your life You could be a target You could be a target You could be a target The rest of your life
6.
PRIVATE AFFAIR A life on the road is passing through On a stage in every town, it’s all on view You’re the best thing I’ve found Now I want you We’ve had a public romance, I want a Private affair Pack my memories in a trunk And leave them there Gathering dust and heavy funk A closed affair I’m still knocking on you door If you’re aware We’ve had a public romance, I want a Private affair We’ve had a public romance, I want a Private affair Private Affair
7.
JUNGLE LAW You sit there with your hands tied Clutching your face, holding your pride A call from the wild Has torn you deep inside Over qualified and unemployed In your interviews, you’re so paranoid You’ve got to learn to bother You’ve got to learn to say please. Down in your room, there’s the gloom Of certain silence And there’s the writing on the wall Mr Jones, Mrs Lee they’re so pleased To police morality You can put it down to Jungle Law Settees on a Saturday night Rockets burst at midnight Human passion It brings you to your knees Mr Jones, Mrs Lee they’re so pleased To police morality You can put it down to Jungle Law Jungle Law Jungle Law Jungle Law You can put it down to Jungle
8.
THE LAST FANTASIA WALTZ The sound remains the same It’s like relics from the constant past And just when you hit a new buzz Hell you know, it’s gone so fast His parents split up when he was just eight and he lived most of his life with relatives and grandparents. It seemed he lived his whole life preparing for this single series of events. The stained and dingy walls in eighteen floors of urban sprawl make mute covenant with the people living there. Except for the occasional cries of men beating up their wives, and threatening to kill you if you don’t stop playing that loud and nasty Rock and Roll..... It’s last fantasia waltz Fantasia fantasia the last fantasia waltz It was a high wild and windy September day, and the heat of the summer had slipstreamed away. There was nothing nothing nothing, nothing he could do, to stop all the flooding of memories from coming through. For the love of the wildest child, the chases through the night, For the love of that one someone who will make it all right The waiting and hoping and practising to get all the poses tight, And finally hit the stage in a blinding flash of light...... Chorus What once seemed to be magic became people pushing other people around. The vested self interest of critics obscured what was really going down. Then finally finally finally one thought came through: There’s nothing and no one outside you who’ll give you the truth. Pages slip by so fast when you’re the one they’re written about. Stuck in the silver screen with no way out. Then finding his own destiny in the palm of his hand, He picked up his ticket to ride, free through promised land...

about

In 1980 Viv Albertine of the Slits encountered George Michael at a London rehearsal studio. He was not carrying a guitar. He had an attaché case in his hand. She proclaimed that from that moment on music would change forever. My life certainly did.

In late 1979 my first solo album, Shooting Gallery was released, I broke up with my previous girlfriend, who I had been engaged to, and met my future wife.

Shooting Gallery came out on EMI that year and had a decent push behind it . Most people who heard it seemed to like it, especially John Peel and Radio Luxembourg. I did some touring to support it including USA and Canada.

After some time off it was time to write my next album. I was full of experimental ideas – it was the 80’s after all. My managers Blackhill Enterprises had an interest in the Workhouse studios down the Old Kent Road. I had recorded Shooting Gallery there and I was really comfortable with the whole set up.

There was a small demo studio upstairs with a 1” 8 track Recorder and a very early Roland drum machine. I had a brand new Korg guitar synthesizer which could produce some good Bass sounds and interesting pads. I did it with ex-drummer friend Glenn. We were enabled and helped by a young and very talented tape op named David Barratt. Laurie Latham popped in at the end and did some mixing. I wasn’t completely happy with the album that was released in 1981, but now with 40 years of hindsight I think these demos have a quality which deserves an airing.

Also there are 4 songs that I decided not to go ahead with for the Parlophone release and there’s some good things in all of them. Especially the “Last Fantasia Waltz”, which I had forgotten, was recorded. That song could be subtitled “The Ballad of Mick Jones”. It’s all about my meeting him when he still lived with his Gran in a council tower block on the Harrow Road West London.

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released September 24, 2021

Cover photo: Adrian Boot

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Philip Rambow London, UK

From Toronto to London, Philip Rambow hit the thriving 70s pub rock circuit with The Winkies, then to be recruited by Brian Eno for recordings and touring.

Philip worked with Mick Ronson before delivering two EMI solo albums. A songwriter of repute, he’s authored hits for Kirsty MacColl, Nick Gilder & Ellen Foley.

His 2020 album ‘Canadiana’ was followed by ‘The Rebel Kind: Anthology 1972-2020’
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