Category: 1988

Causing A Scene – 15th July 1988

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This could be the chance of a lifetime
But the feelings in our hearts just don’t seem to rhyme
Too much hypocrisy, not enough respect
We’re all individuals, it’s that we seem to forget

How can we push against the tide
When we’re preoccupied with pride? 
Don’t you think it’s time we really tried
And put our self-righteousness aside

Too many people are just too content
To put time aside and try to prevent
The feelings that are in their hearts
That keeps you and me apart

Why do we idly threat and pass that cold stare
Isn’t it time that we were all aware
All these different sects just have to be
On the whole, we could all agree
All I’m trying to do is cause a scene
Bringing reality into my dream
Inducing energy into the core
Making it even better than it was before

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.

27th Jan 2024 – I reckon this picture must be from the first Hate That Smile gig because I actually don’t even remember Rich Waitland ever playing live with us so I think perhaps this would be our first show and that he bowed out soon after. Looks like we managed to get a good crowd of two people up and dancing, that being juggling Rut on the right.

Means To An End – 20th June 1988

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Turning in circles like a spinning wheel
Nothing around the corner for you to touch or feel
Ain’t got no friends from whom you can steal
No pat on the head, you’re just a dog to heel

No way out, it’s too late
Just let go and feel the hate
No way out, it’s too late
Just let go (is what you should’ve done)

No meaning in the end

Jump in, come along for the ride

Jump in and come along for the ride
Return ticket to what you feel inside
Just who cares if another one’s died
Ain’t no point in suicide

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