Author Archives: Tony Burt

Love Minus Zero by Bob Dylan Recorded by Tony Burt

bob dylanBringing It All Back Home by Bob Dylan was in many eyes (including mine) one of the most important and influential albums of all time. Half the songs had an electric band backing and the lyrics were personal, surreal and poetic and couldn’t have been further from protest song.

It was released in March 1965 and as far as I can recall I bought it with a mixture of birthday cash and a gift voucher from the Coop in High Street, Birmingham. On my original vinyl copy you can still see the price – 32 shillings and seven pence about £1.62.

I was just 15 and my parents thought I had gone bad when they heard this strange music I filled my evenings with. After all what was wrong with Frank Ifield and those cheeky lads, Freddie and the Dreamers?

I played it at least once a day for weeks and once a week for months thereafter. I knew all the lyrics to every song (at least those I could decipher). When I got my first guitar I learned to play several of them. “Mr Tambourine Man”, “Gates of Eden”, “She Belongs To Me” and of course “Love Minus Zero/No Limit” which was one of the very first songs I ever played and sang.

I never understood the title but figured out nobody was meant to. I was intrigued by many of the lyrics … “she knows too much to argue or to judge” or “she knows there’s no success like failure, and that failure’s no success at all”. I’ve played the song all my life, changed arrangements from time to time, never got tired of it.

Bob Dylan remains a major inspiration to me after more than 50 years. I have added more favourites but no artist surpasses Dylan although a few come close.

Here’s a recording I made of it in 2015 at the Old Smithy Studio in Kempsey near Worcester:

 Love Minus Zero / No Limit by Bob Dylan. Recorded by Tony Burt

Owners’ Rights Acknowledged

 

My love she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence

She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful, yet she’s true, like ice, like fire.

People carry roses, and make promises by the hours

My love she laughs like the flowers, valentines can’t buy her.

 

In the dime stores and bus stations, people talk of situations

Read books, repeat quotations, draw conclusions on the wall.

Some speak of the future, my love she speaks softly,

She knows there’s no success like failure, and that failure’s no success at all.

 

The cloak and dagger dangles, madams light their candles.

In ceremonies of the horsemen, even the pawn must hold a grudge.

Statues made of match sticks, crumble into one another,

My love winks, she does not bother, she knows too much to argue or to judge.

 

The bridge at midnight trembles, the country doctor rambles,

Bankers’ nieces seek perfection, expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.

The wind howls like a hammer, the night blows cold and rainy,

My love she’s like some raven at my window with a broken wing.

The Ship written by Tony Burt – Live at the Granary Leominster

tony burt bandIn October 2014 The Tony Burt Band performed at the Granary in Leominster for one of Norrie Davies’s famous curry nights. We managed to record most of one set and although it’s not of pristine quality it is quite listenable. I’ve decided to share a few of the tracks as they give a good idea of how the band was doing in those days.

The Band comprised:

  • Tony Burt: vocals, guitar, mandola, vocals
  • Allyson Craigan: violin, vocals
  • John Davis: electric bass, vocals

This recording is of an old song of mine entitled “The Ship” which features a great solo by Ally.

The Ship by Tony Burt – Live at the Granary Leominster October 2014

Sailing on through the evening, faced with fear and awe

Lights of land have enticed me but I dare not touch the shore

A hero on the water, all majesty aglow

The common track has turned its back and that’s what you refuse to know

 

It seems your figurehead’s matchwood, your flag is gleaming white

There are ulcers under the varnish and they’re showing through tonight

The voice that said you were frightened, it wasn’t all that wrong

But truth’s not what they’re paid for, and they’ll find my will too strong

 

The pumps are choked with deception, frustration turns the wheel

Fires are flaming around me and I really feel how they feel

But the furnace just throws out blackness, the heat’s of a negative kind

And all these strains of creation, you know, they’re surely too much for one mind

 

So we’re sailing on through the evening, faced with fear and awe

Lights of land have enticed us but we dare not touch the shore

A hero on the water, all majesty aglow

The common track has turned its back and that’s what you refuse to know

 

©Copyright Tony Burt 2017. All Rights Reserved.

Pacing the Cage by Bruce Cockburn – Played by Tony Burt

bruce cockburn

Bruce Cockburn in 2017

I am a big fan of many well known songwriters including, of course, Bob Dylan, Richard Thompson, Leonard Cohen and many more.

But there are also several less famous songwriters I enjoy just as much as the legends. One of these is Canadian Bruce Cockburn. He’s been releasing albums since the early 70s and his latest “Bone On Bone” came out this month.

Here is one of my favourite songs by Bruce “Pacing The Cage”. Do seek out his music, it’s a shame he isn’t better known.

Pacing the Cage by Bruce Cockburn – played by Tony Burt

All rights acknowledged.

The Path You Chose – A Song by Tony Burt

tony burtThere’s a bit of a story about this song as it resulted from a songwriting technique I learned from Christine Collister in 2013 at Moniack Mhor near Loch Ness.

I was attending my first ever songwriting workshop and Steve Tilston and Christine were our guides. Steve concentrated on the musical side of things and Christine provided lots of ideas and resources for generating lyrics and ideas for songs.

One of the things she fed us was the idea that the most mysterious and poetic of lyrics come from the sub-conscious mind and that it can be helpful to push the conscious mind out of the way so the sub-conscious can work uninhibited.

(This book by Natalie Goldberg will reveal much more on this.)

One exercise involved taking a simple statement – “I see” or “we feel” or in the case of this song “I didn’t hear”. You then write continuously for exactly ten minutes as fast as you can. You start with the chosen phrase (“I didn’t hear”) and scribble down whatever comes into your head. When you dry up you just go back to the phrase and start again.

At the end of 10 minutes you will end up with about 4 sides of A5 notes containing a fair bit of nonsense but spattered here and there some great ideas and images. You then lift out the gems, tweak them a bit and put them into some kind of order. Of course some conscious composition takes place too at this stage but the sparks of creativity and uniqueness largely come from the stream of consciousness writing.

So what is this song about? Is it about anything or it just random words? To me it’s quite a mixture. There are some ideas that I can easily link to real concerns I know I had at the time. Verse 3 for example reflects my ongoing fear that we will keep expanding our activity on this planet till we burst. Other parts are more personal and I can see where they came from even though they surprised me.

It is probably worth mentioning that although the initial scribble took place in 2013 it just lay neglected in my notebook until late 2014 when I turned it into the this song. This recording was done by Woody at the Old Smithy Studio in Kempsey in early 2015. My wife describes it as one of my “angry old man” songs!

Anyway, here it is:

The Path You Chose by Tony Burt  
©Copyright Tony Burt 2013-2017 All Rights Reserved

I didn’t hear my name, on the lips of those around me
I didn’t hear you calling, though I knew that you were there
I don’t know if you tried, but you really could have found me
I made myself available, hoping that you’d care

The hardened surface of conceit, the pride and the deception
The taunting voice with haunting breath that fails to dominate
It separates our thinking from the joys of introspection
And masks our truest feelings from the rabble at the gate

I didn’t hear instructions, commandments or solutions
Complexities of living within a finite shell
Quenching our obsession with infinite expansion
Growing and exploding, till there’s nothing left to sell

I didn’t hear my own voice, in the groaning or the weeping
The silence just gets louder, the longer that it lasts
No congratulation, it wouldn’t be in keeping
It wanes as we lose patience, rose tinted in the past

I didn’t hear you say goodbye although the room was empty
I didn’t hear you close the door or step outside the gate
I didn’t hear a second chance, I wasn’t really listening
I didn’t hear you sliding down the path you chose to take

This Wheel’s On Fire by Bob Dylan – Performed by Tony Burt

julie driscollAlthough I mostly perform songs I have written myself these days I still have a few covers I trot out when in the mood. I’ve always been a massive Dylan fan but first got to know this Dylan song via Brian Auger & Julie Driscoll. This was in the 60s and of course their recording became world famous as the theme for Absolutely Fabulous.

It was written by Dylan in 1968 at Big Pink as part of the Basement Tapes project with The Band. But his own version only emerged after Julie had done her stuff with it.

It had never crossed my mind to perform this, although I do know large numbers of Dylan compositions, until after I came to Bromyard. I vaguely remember somebody requesting it at the Falcon session. Anyway, here is a version I recorded in 2015 at the Old Smithy Studio in Kempsey. Not for release but just as a warm-up.

This Wheel’s On Fire by Bob Dylan – Performed by Tony Burt
All Rights Acknowledged

 

Turn To Grey : A Song by Tony Burt

tony burt turn to greyHere’s a song for the coming season. I find a lot of my songs refer to the seasons or weather  or the passing of time. I guess they are classic topics for both songs and poems so shouldn’t really be surprised.

Between 1973 and 2005 I only wrote two songs although I was busy making music. I had just lost the need or the will to create my own stuff. I moved full time to Bromyard in 2004 and it didn’t take me long to get writing. I think it was a case of “Fresh Start Syndrome” and I’ve been reasonably consistent in writing songs ever since.

As best I can recall “Turn To Grey” was the second song I wrote in this new phase; the first being “Beam Of Blackness” of which more another day.

You can find an early version on the 2006 album “Looking For The Real Thing” but this version was recorded by the late and much missed John Acock in Bromyard in 2012.

Turn To Grey by Tony Burt

Night’s drawing in, and the temperature’s falling, the birds they circle then fly away
Where once there was sunshine now there’s mist forming, gold has turned to grey

The sky that was bright is now sullen and steely, there’s nothing that makes you want to stay
Your breathing’s slow and your eyelids hang heavy, blue has turned to grey

Chorus:
We’ll find a paintbox that holds every colour, a colour’s a feeling, a mood they say
We’ll put the colours back into the picture, we’ll turn them back from grey

Sometimes it’s easy to ignore the future, the past’s always with us, it won’t go away
But colours fade except in the telling, my memories turn to grey

Chorus

I talk of times when my future was longer than the past I remembered in other days
But memories they fade, especially in the telling, my stories turn to grey

Chorus

© Tony Burt 2011-2017. All Rights Reserved.

 

CD Review – The Stoned Cherries – Baked In A Pie

THE STONED CHERRIES – BAKED IN A PIE

New CD released by Bromyard Folk Rock Band

stoned cherriesPopular Bromyard-based Folk Rock band, the Stoned Cherries, have released their first CD, “Baked In A Pie”. It is a lively and enjoyable mix of traditional tunes and largely original songs and is a close representation of their live act.

The band features:

  • Roger Pugh – vocals, mandola and acoustic guitar
  • Dave Evans – vocals, acoustic and electric guitars and mandolin
  • Aly May – whistles and backing vocals
  • Matt Donaldson – bass, percussion and backing vocals

Roger and Dave write the majority of the songs the band perform.

The album opens with Morrisons, a lively Irish reel led by Aly on the whistle: other set of tunes include the timeless Si Bheag, Si Mhor from 17th century harpist Turlough O’Carolan, Roger’s Witches Flight and the wonderfully titled Oysterwives Rant and Ballydesmond Polka.

Dave Evans is an accomplished songwriter and his Rosalind is a favourite around Bromyard. Even more nostalgic, if not quite as innocent, is Lemon Girl, a suggestion of what might be achieved with a spare bit of fruit during WWII. House In The Woods is not one of Dave’s songs but he’s made it his own in sessions around Bromyard. Forgotten Man and Day’s End are altogether more serious and poetic and deserve repeated hearing.

Roger Pugh is a highly regarded and prolific songwriter with an extensive range of songs. Run With The Moonlight provides advice to his 16 year old son, advice we could all heed whatever our age! His Final Arrangements tells us how to dress at his funeral and reveals his view of life (and death). Dance Of The Seven Suns celebrates nature and the risks it faces. Cottage is a personal favourite of mine and tells of a simple life lived on Offa’s Dyke near Knighton. Finally, Down At The Billet On Boxing Day records what Roger does every Boxing Day down in Leigh-on-Sea, his home town.

If you have enjoyed the Stoned Cherries live then this cd will remind you of what you heard. But it does go a little further as the cd features elements not so easily achieved live and makes for repeated listening. Their repertoire shows how catchy and lively music can be created without resorting to hackneyed and overdone material. The original songs are all of high quality and you will want to sing along even after just a couple of hearings. The tunes also sound fresh and original.

See more on the Stoned Cherries website.

More about Roger Pugh here.

To see the Stoned Cherries live go to:

  • Friday 1st September – The Globe, Hay-On-Wye, 8.00 pm
  • Friday 8th September – De Koffie Pot, Left Bank, Hereford, 9.00

the stoned cherries

Rock Me In Your Arms

song by tony burtSometimes I will write a song with a different well known song as its starting point. I don’t mean copying it or ripping it off in any way but more so taking inspiration from it. Those of you who know my song “Marching On” may not be entirely surprised to learn it was prompted by the old classic “Will The Circle Be Unbroken”. Equally a more recent number, “The Answer” was inspired by strumming chords of “Hotel California”.

At the time I came up with “Rock Me In Your Arms” I wanted to write a romantic song (but as it was mine, a bit of a barb in it too). This lead me to think of something with a country tinge to it and the model song that came to mind was “Hello Mary Lou Goodbye Heart”.

So how does the process work? Simple enough! I strum through the chords a few times, looking for the chance to change a chord here, add a minor there, and really not think of the original melody or lyrics. After a bit a phrase will emerge that fits the tempo, the key and the chord progression. For this song it was the first bit of the chorus: Rock me in your arms, wrap me in your soul. I then sang that over and over and the second half of the chorus emerged quite quickly. The verses came a bit later and the middle 8 came right at the end. That is the “life just paints me in a corner” bit.

I think the song ended up describing the difficulty of living with depression, although I didn’t start with that in mind. The fear of seeming weak and a failure. The embarrassment of asking for help. The issue of having “good” days and “bad” days.

Was I depressed when I wrote this? Probably not. Have I ever suffered from depression? Almost certainly although never diagnosed as such. Anyway here’s the song:

ROCK ME IN YOUR ARMS by Tony Burt – All rights reserved.

Rock me in your arms, wrap me in your soul
Take these broken pieces, make the pieces whole
Tomorrow’s always fine, it’s today that takes its toll
Rock me in your arms and make me whole

I’ve never been a loser, I’ve always earned my pay
I’ve known success and failure and doubts along the way
Sometimes I feel so empty, no hope left to extoll
Rock me in your arms and make me whole

Chorus:

My confidence is real, but some days it isn’t there
I can’t look out the window, can’t even leave the chair
I need a loving push, to get me back in role
Rock me in your arms and make me whole

Chorus:

Middle 8:
Life just paints me in a corner, and sucks the breath out of the room
I need some help to turn it over, let positivity resume

I feel a bloody fool, for leaning on you now
My thirst for independence just makes it wrong somehow
I need to grab the chances to loosen self-control
Rock me in your arms and make me whole

Chorus:

© Tony Burt 2013. All Rights Reserved.

New Song: Mary Didn’t Want To Come To London

tony burt jubilee day 1977Here is a relatively new song I have yet to record or even perform in public: “Mary Didn’t Want To Come To London”.

In all honesty I am a bit ambivalent about it as it deals with some pretty serious and grisly issues. It is, at least on the surface, about an imaginary terrorist attack in London. But it’s also about the risks of ambition, the cost of loyalty and guilt of the survivor. Not exactly pop chart stuff!

So below you will find a link to an mp3 demo of the song and a set of lyrics. I don’t know if it’s the kind of song enough people would want to hear for me to persevere with it. Any comments accepted gratefully.

MARY DIDN’T WANT TO COME TO LONDON – Tony Burt – All Rights Reserved

It’s great to catch the train to town together
A chance to talk and catch up on our lives
Get off the train and leave by different exits
Meet up back home when evening time arrives

I heard a muffled boom, then deadly silence
Then came the screams, the cries for help and all
I couldn’t tell you just how long I lay there
I must have cracked my head against the wall

Chorus:

Mary didn’t want to come to London
She liked it where we were with hills and streams
She loved me so she put her doubts behind her
She came along to help my find my dreams

Mary will have gone to the apartment
Listening for my key turn in the lock
She’ll know about the trouble at the station
We parted just before I felt the shock

Chorus:

They patched me up and sent me on my journey
I tried to call but phone reception’s bad
I know she’s safe at home sat waiting for me
The most important dream I’ve ever had

Chorus:


The following probably explains why recent atrocities led me to write it:

In 1974 I started going to an evening class in Birmingham every Thursday. It ran from 6.30 to 8.00 pm and my friends and I went from the college straight to the Tavern In The Town in Birmingham’s New Street. We’d stay for an hour or so and then usually go for a curry.

On 21st November 1974 we arrived at the college at 6.30 pm to find that the lecturer was ill and that our class was cancelled. So instead of getting to the Tavern at 8.10 pm we were there before 7.00. I left the Tavern at about 8.10 which is when I would normally be arriving. I left the pub and turned left to New St. station just as the IRA bomb planted in there went off.

Wikipedia: Birmingham Pub Bombings

new song by tony burt

Five String Hammer – by Monica Shepherd and Tony Burt

five string hammerFive String Hammer was written in June 2017 at Halsway Manor in Somerset by Monica Shepherd and Tony Burt. It’s an interesting example of a co-written song so I’ll try to give a bit of insight of how it came about.

I’d never written a song with another person until I started attending songwriting workshops a few years back. At first it seemed a strange idea as my songs were very personal and so I couldn’t see how collaboration could be possible.

But co-writing works for a variety of reasons:

  • It can’t be as personal as a solo composition but that’s a good thing as it lightens things up and adds range to the repertoire.
  • It’s quicker than writing solo – two heads are better than one.
  • You make friends! If you write with someone it creates  real rapport between you.

So the song featured below was the result of an exercise from the songwriting workshop in June 2017 at Halsway Manor.

Monica and I were partnered up at random and given an hour to write a song about about a “singer from the past” which we duly accomplished. We hadn’t met before but we had things in common; both from the West Midlands, both at the folkier end of the spectrum and each having reached a similar degree of maturity!

Firstly we debated who we should write about and Monica suggested Pete Seeger. There wasn’t time to write a 15 verse biography so we thought about what image we had of him. Inevitably that focused on his long neck five string banjo and his campaigning for justice freedom and democracy.

We decided we needed three verses and a chorus and then spotted that his classic song “If I Had a Hammer” gave us a structure. First verse “the hammer of justice” (hence Five String Hammer), second “the bell of freedom” and third “sing a song about the love between my brother and my sister”. Virtually all the lyrics came from that. The tune almost fell out of the words.

When we started playing and arranging we felt it was a bit too square so I put the guitar into double dropped D tuning which gave it a bit more atmosphere and there it was. By the end of the allocated hour it was done even if still scrawled on scraps of paper and notebooks.

Over the next 24 hours we found maybe an hour or so to tidy it up and then recorded it in the version you can hear below. Now a month has gone by I’m playing it myself and still tweaking it a bit, even trying it on banjo to make it more Seeger-like. I expect Monica is adapting it more to her own tastes as time goes by. But it is still “our” song and I look forward to comparing notes with her in the future.

So, here it is:

FIVE STRING HAMMER  (MONICA SHEPHERD & TONY BURT)

Sing it out across the land
Five string hammer in his hand
Standing up for those pressed down
Claiming justice all around

Chorus:

Sing like Pete and sing it long
Sing it loud and sing it strong
Sing it loud and sing it strong
Sing like Pete, the song rings on

Ringing out the freedom bell
From the chains he knew so well
They tried to stop his freedom song
He raised his voice, the words ring on

Chorus:

Songs of love for everyone
Brother, sister, daughter, son
Singing out across the land
Five string hammer in his hand

Chorus: x2


And here is Pete Seeger in 1956 singing “If I Had A Hammer” but on guitar not banjo! If you search on Youtube you will find a banjo version from 2013 when Pete was 94 years old. As you can imagine the voice is a little worn out but the banjo is still hammering out freedom!