Phasers Set On Funk, by Doctor Octave

Phasers Set On Funk

by Doctor Octave

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annetrulove If you want to head on a journey of vibrant storytelling, dipping back in time and catapulting to space future via the diverse genres of funk, soul, disco, samba then this is the album for you. Take an hour out and indulge yourself. Favourite Track; The Scene

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1.	Space Getaway 03:59	lyrics	buy track
It’s the trip of a lifetime Space Getaway The fun begins Where the atmosphere ends (The sun always shines in space) Grab your hover board And head for the unexplored Beyond the speed of sound.... Space Getaway Beauty and grandeur await you Space Getaway Forget golden sands And tropical breezes (The cosmos is at hand) Who needs the Northern Lights? Imagine your delight at the Auroras of Jupiter Space Getaway Take the Mercury transit Space Getaway The Grandest Tour For space pioneers (Get your reservations here) The weight of the world Will lift from your shoulders Leave your troubles behind Space Getaway
2.	Local Crew Boogaloo 03:54		buy track
3.	The Five-Foot Assassin 04:31	lyrics	buy track
Steps up to the mic In Camden Town Like a lightening strike So we can get down Commentator Hear him speak Trini-Gladiator Marauder Malik Soul magnetic Plain to see The funky diabetic Is positivity A special shot Of rest in peace Never ever forgot This bittersweet Someday I will fly to JFK Rent a car and drive down Linden Boulevard The scene is set load up the cassette Headlights flashing for the Five-Foot Assassin Like an energizer As we all know Gonna hypnotise ya All the way to El Segundo Without fathom Can’t tell him jack Extremity in rhythm All the rhymes of the zodiac He’s got no use For life’s absurdity A lion let loose Unbound by gravity The love for you it comes sideway All the love for you it comes straight way
4.	At The Home Of Happy Feet 03:47	lyrics	buy track
Helzapoppin’, never stoppin’ The Jungle Alley beat God’s children are always willin’ At the home of happy feet Catagonia hosts the finest cabaret And the Bamboo Inn is Harlem’s hideaway See the magic unfold In hues of red and gold Faster and faster, forever after It’s a wonder to behold Benny's lightning quick with a lickin' stick As Stomping Billy flicks another scissor kick See the magic unfold In hues of red and gold Faster and faster, forever after It’s a wonder to behold Helzapoppin’, never stoppin’ The Jungle Alley beat God’s children are always willin’ At the home of happy feet Stretch Jones and Little Bea Start doing the shim sham When the drummer switches up the beat Send a telegram And tell the world, it’s a brand new jam Helzapoppin’, never stoppin’ The Jungle Alley beat God’s children are always willin’ At the home of happy feet
5.	Sigmund Freud Murdered Grandad's Dog 06:40	info	buy track
6.	Snowfall 06:05	lyrics	buy track
Before I opened my eyes I knew the snow had arrived Silently in the darkness come Gentle hexagons from heaven, sent And nothing can be done Before I opened my eyes Everything I knew had been changed Hidden or erased by an unseen hand My every memory stolen from view There’s nothing left I understand Beneath this phantom sun I dream of spring The diamond dust and the tears in my eyes they sparkle and they shine The song I had begun is nothing now but whispering Echoing, my voice no longer mine “Wait”, you said, “it’s only a matter of time” But now the snowfall weighs so heavily Weighs so heavily And when I opened my eyes For a moment, the light had left me blind Then against the cobalt sky a white hart stood Slowly turned his head as if to tell This blackthorn winter is not your farewell
7.	The Hoodoo That You Do 04:05	lyrics	buy track
The Hoodoo that you do won’t work like it used to No graveyard dirt, no Gris Gris No conjurations will work on me No bat blood inks will fix the trick Your goofer jinx is magic that won’t stick You’re a candle without a wick You’re a mule without a kick You’re a needle without a prick No talisman, no amulet Your hot foot powder won’t get me yet Your candles may be dressed and blessed Your Voodoo doll won’t do as you request The spirits are not impressed I’m gonna put you to the test I’m gonna prove you are second best
8.	Baby Wolf 05:56	lyrics	buy track
No-one thought there could be something wrong when the train came to a stop The noblesse on the Grand Express were headed for a shock Four hours since they left St Petersburg and four hours left to go But a strange amnesia would take hold by the time they got to Moscow They’d had their fill of caviar, of ragtime and of gin At last the sounds of revelry had taken leave within A door ajar in that sleeper car that was bolted from inside The ladies slept; Baby Wolf crept, Saw the sapphires shine, his blue eyes grew so wide (Just like Baby Face Nelson) Who’s afraid of the Baby Wolf? (Just like Albert Spaggiari) Are you afraid of the Baby Wolf? (Just like Carl Gugasian) Don’t be afraid of the Baby Wolf (Just like Vallerio Viccei) What’s the time Baby Wolf? He slipped the sapphires from her fingers and from around her pretty neck She murmured in her slumber as he gave a gentle peck He skipped along the corridors right past the royal guard Instead of tending to their watch they stared as the dealer slowly turned the river card Tsarina Alexandra sat frozen on the bed The hypnotic by her bedside couldn’t overcome her dread She bit her lip and whispered, “The diamond’s what you came here for” She closed her eyes, stretched out her hand, the Orlov was the Romanovs’ no more The soldiers were in turmoil, their game a murderous wreck Now that the jack of diamonds grinned from every card throughout the deck The whistle blew its warning as the train got underway Baby Wolf howled his sheer delight as they started on his getaway The engineer and fireman, in their hypnotic state Ignored their sleeping stowaway and didn’t hesitate They made their destination in superhuman time But blinded to the fact they were complicit partners in the perfect crime
9.	Écoutez Et Répétez 04:45		buy track
10.	Nice Up The Dance 03:35	lyrics	buy track
This track preserver Will bounce them down The mighty burner With the champion sound Schooling the rude boy With the heavy back spin Build a house of joy For this dancehall king It’s time to nice up the dance It’s time to nice up the dance A goodly sensation, a holy vibration, a second chance It’s time to nice up the dance It’s time to nice up the dance It’s another chance, it’s another chance, it’s another chance Ghetto selector Sets a bass blockade Throws a high-pass filter Like a hand grenade Deep space echo Depth charge sub In the Heart of the Congo Heavy-duty dub
11.	Giants Of The Road 04:23	lyrics	buy track
His right hand holds a pistol The hubbub quickly stops Then slowly with his left hand He removes his pocket watch They stare in anticipation As he holds the pistol high... The riders on the Tour At last are on their way Vive lá France Is on everyone’s lips today Everybody cheers This gigantic randonnée La Belle Époque Is surely in its heyday An adventurer breaks free From the peloton Crouched over their machines The chase is on These giants of the road With glory in their sights Push forever onwards to the City Of Lights They disregard the dust They battle through the heat Vive lá France We’ll bring the nation to its feet Every rider must Stare down the prospect of defeat La Belle Époque The taste of victory is sweet Put a drop of strychnine in the brandy Gulp it down with a vintage Hermitage It won’t do any harm If you grease the judges palms You’ll find that they are blind to any sabotage An adventurer breaks free From the peloton Crouched over their machines The chase is on These giants of the road With glory in their sights Push forever onwards to the City Of Lights
12.	The Scene 07:45	lyrics	buy track
Soho In the heat of ‘64 felt more like Rio A 40-Guinea tailored suit And it’s time to go He just turned 18, he’s hotter than Tabasco Success Is riding his Vespa GS Why would you settle For anything less Than Italian chrome and finesse? It’s time to make The Scene Where the mods and modettes all convene High on Motown, the dance floor Scotch and amphetamine Her face Was the perfect expression of the time and place He pretended not to stare As he imagined her keen embrace Of perfume, mascara and a glimpse of lace The world is at The Scene The original modernist dream High on Motown, the dance floor Scotch and amphetamine Soho Past dawn at 6 am it’s finally time to go They light up the grey London streets in their afterglow And hand in hand they head out to Portobello

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released April 15, 2019

Music composed by Barry Holloway & Ben Hillier
Lyrics by Barry Holloway
Produced & mixed by Ben Hillier

Barry Holloway - vocals, guitar
Caspar Holloway - keyboards
Cory Wong - guitar
Demi García Sabat - percussion
Helen Barton - vocals
Isaac Holloway - keyboards
Malcolm Moore - bass
Paul Mason - drums, percussion
Ria Currie - vocals

Michael B. Nelson - horn arrangements, trombone, euphonium
Kenni Holmen - tenor saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone, clarinet, flute
Steve Strand - trumpet, flugelhorn
Adam Meckler - trumpet, flugelhorn

Lucy Radford-Earle - backing vocals
Nina Baxter - backing vocals
Joff Watkins - harmonica

Dan Crook - engineer
Dereck Johnson - cover art