Month: June 1988

*Culture Shock, Hate That Smile, Corporate Grave – West Indian Club, Southampton, Hampshire, UK – 29th June 1988

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From the STE Collective Facebook page:
S.T.E. 1! CULTURE SHOCK/HATE THAT SMILE/CORPORATE GRAVE – Wed 29 June 1988 – Southampton West Indian Club.

Kent Jolly who was an American woman living in the U.K. was booking a CULTURE SHOCK tour & contacted me (Rich) about a Southampton gig. A load of us had a meeting at the Joiners & put some money into a kitty. Paul Jay came up with the S.T.E. (Southampton, Totton & Eastleigh) Collective name simply based on the places where we lived. This might have been HATE THAT SMILE’s 1st gig – they were ex ATROX & old friends from Dorset (Wimborne, Dorchester & Wareham). This was definitely CORPORATE GRAVE’s first gig with Rik Godfrey on bass after Bren left. I made the flyer which was a bastardisation of a BRIGANDAGE poster with the pics from a CULTURE SHOCK fanzine interview I think. Beforehand we were really worried that no one would turn up but over 200 did. Bing at the WI warned us prior to the gig about people smoking drugs at the gig, which was ironic as afterwards when we went to pay him the member’s room was thick with smoke.

Paul Chambers: Yep, HTS 1st gig, I broke my A sting on the 1st note of the 1st song and replaced it in the dark with a D.

Parents – 27th June 1988

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Got to be in by ten o’clock
Say you’re prayers before you go to bed
Daddy will come and tuck you in
Eighteen years old without a thought in her head
Wash your hands before you eat
What’s he doing in your room?
I don’t like the look in his eyes
You’ll have to finish with him and soon
Parents – who’d have them?

Poems on this day – 19th June 1988

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Drink To Forget

You were just too damn clever
I drink to forget
Now I can’t remember
What I’m trying to forget
Whenever

Ginseng Lover

One day I’ll be at peace
Before I go to pieces
All my pain will disappear
Bodily function ceases
No cause for alarm
Ginseng lover
You’re walking my way
Might as well kick it over

What Are Friends For?

What are friends for?
When your parents are away
And you party all night and day
They’re going to smash up your place
That’s what friends are for
If there’s a secret
Don’t ask a friend to keep it
All rumours are bullshit
That’s what friends are for

A Pile Of Stones

Who would think that
A pile of stones
Could cause all this trouble
Police presence double
This year no Glastonbury
Weather forecast sunny
If only ancient man could see
He’d find it really funny
June twenty first
Eighty eight
Could be last and worst
And just too late

Peachy Keen

Hi, my name is Peachy Keen
I am this year’s carnival queen
You can enter into my dream
If you ever run out of steam

Poems on this day – 17th June 1988

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Seagulls

Yes, it’s dark at night
Left and wrong aren’t right
Shit will turn to shite
But seagulls are always white

Q-Ball

There are masters
And they have slaves
The majority is always wrong
The minority’s making waves
The q-ball is always the last on the table

More Shelves For Junk

This is a rare collector’s item
I must have this for my shelf
Don’t let my junk collect on the floor
Else I wouldn’t get through the door
But I need more shelves
More shelves for junk

Holes

Elastic holes
Turn it upside down
And inside out
Plastic holes
Some are square
Or roundabout
Stretch your imagination
Plug those holes

Poems on this day – 15th June 1988

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Blind Date

Set up for a night with fate
Seeing someone on a blind date
You know it could be love or hate
So excited I just can’t wait
But I maybe in a state
Get out before it’s too late

Wonder

Wonder stuff from the wonder boy
Wonderful
Wonder-full
Of shit
Knew everything about nothing
But never failed to impress
Wonderful
Wonder-full
Of shit
Knew something about everything
Something more
Nothing less

Settle Down Lads

I beat up me mates
At the match last week
Got real pissed
And a curry to eat
Even though England can’t play
Great Britain’s gonna have it’s day
Hooliganism will lead the way
Britain will be great some day
Settle down lads
It’s the second half
Out on the streets
Let’s have a laugh
Kick his fuckin’ head in
One-nil
Smash his fuckin’ face
Two-nil
Britain will be great one day

Ache

Argh – good clean fun
Shower – bullets from a gun
Thorn – in my side
Born – screaming inside
I-ache
Argh-ache

21 Later

When you take a test
It is for courage and strength
Not for trust and emotion
When they are obsessed
Power is length and breadth
And deeper than the ocean
21 Hiroshimas later
Will we have learned our lesson?
21 later

Bough

Frank Bough
Don’t scoff
He needs the money
Selina Scott
Should be shot
Now that’s funny

Shame You Died (4 D Boon)

You brought love to the world
Gave us some kind of hope
When the chips were down
You could help us cope

Not Much

Not much going on right now
But they say a lot is too much
I’d like to try and walk alone
Don’t want your god-damn crutch

Follow That Car

High speed chase
Hand to wheel embrace
Sweat pouring down your face
Tyre rubber burns
Sixty mile-an-hour turns
Crashed – caught – learned

Hate That Smile – Energise – 14th June 1988

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Alex Vann: Drums 
Rich Waitland: Guitar/Vocals 
Paul Chambers: Bass/Vocals 
Paul Simmons: Guitar 
Shaun Hemsley: Vocals

26th Feb 2021 – Not certain about the date for this but 1988 would be correct. This was the first iteration of Hate That Smile. Rich left fairly soon after recording this as we started to want to play more shows and I think he had young kids at the time and wasn’t able to commit his time. If I remember correctly I joined the band a little later after formation and still wasn’t sure about how to sing some of Paul’s lyrics so he and Rich ended up singing their songs in the studio.

Alex, the two Paul’s and I had all played together in Atrox which disbanded after Dave Redfern and Charlie Mason went off to university. I’m not sure of the genesis of Hate That Smile anymore. I think the Paul C came up with the name though not sure what the meaning was behind it. This was the time of the rise of Acid House music and raves which adopted the smiley face symbol and I found an image that was similar but the smile had been manipulated into something a little more sinister. I got 500 stickers made up and spread them everywhere I could around my little town. I don’t think they had any impact.

I still enjoy listening to these songs and we felt part of the much larger punk scene of the time though musically sometimes it’s hard to see where we fit in. I was always critical of my vocal skills, especially as this band needed a strong singer and not so much a shouter (which I also wasn’t particularly good at anyway) but considering how badly I sing these days I think I gave it a fair shot. The music holds up as interesting and I was happy with the lyrics I was contributing.