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Spektah Revisited

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1.
Spektah (Feat. Dr Carpets) 03:34
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Living the life of a hermit Born to be a bastard He's sailing through the orbits Ripped to shreds and torn bits The odour from his arm pits Cover you in vomit Calling Dr Carpets Came out of the bar plastered Quick to get his arse kicked Eggs fell out of his basket Doctors getting alarmist You shouldn't have got him started His brain was retarded When his company parted Kept his secrets guarded Left him broken hearted Living the life of a hermit Born to be a bastard He's sailing through the orbits Ripped to shreds and torn bits The odour from his arm pits Cover you in vomit Calling Dr Carpets Came out of the bar plastered You know cos he's a.. Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo It's the Gadjo, running from three streets as a stranger in a Tangle, stop dark looks from the coppers can't Handle, pressure from the others and the brothers just Mangles, and strangles It's the stray cat, running from the dogs in the alleys quite Laid back, really quite right and polite but they Say that, never getting out from the trap but he Preys that he's gonna make that Feeling tipsy, drank eight pints in the bar kind of Risky, stoned on his own with a bone and a Whisky now he can't walk, when he talks it's Lipsy, vision misty Now the barman's barring his road Got the car to go And he's ready to roll Got the pigs in toe And he thinks he knows No friends just foes No highs, just lows, go go gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
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Bre Ton Dub 03:26
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I circle the huddle and tackle debate The bass that wobble, the shack that I shake The case I take and gamble a stake The worst that can happen I step on a rake Went out of the door to juggle an oar Fell into the water and struggle ashore This is my ship so welcome aboard Come to the bar and guzzle some more Typical sympathy what you goan' give to me Keeping me company working abundantly People affronting me, what you gone done to me Have to be blunt to be blunt to be blunt to be Bashing my brains, deliver the pain Mashing membranes, deliver the gain Flashing the frames, playing the game Burning in flames, claiming the claim Certainly getting me hot and it's getting me Suitably fittingly, maybe off written me Flatter me, smitten me, fleetingly bitterly Hickory dickory, hickory dickory Came to point my pen at your brain And make you move a little bit strange Came to point my pen at your brain And make you move a little bit strange Typical sympathy what you goan' give to me Keeping me company working abundantly People affronting me, what you gone done to me Have to be blunt to be blunt to be blunt to be Certainly getting me hot and it's getting me Suitably fittingly, maybe off written me Flatter me, smitten me, fleetingly bitterly Hickory dickory, hickory dickory And twisting the knife I'm sick of the strife I'm sick of the house I'm sick of the wife I'm sick of the dog I'm sick of the mob I'm sick of the punch in punch out job Sick of the day Sick of the night Sick of being wrong When I want to get it right Lined up the bait, now I gotta get a bite Sick of the dark can I get a little light The way that I come through with a one two Like some do with a kung fu When I'm confused With a bit of booze in the cerveau It occurred though Officer go like a turbo My verbal hurdles infernal Internal yearnings are burning The steepest curve that I'm learning I keep my head above vermin I'm staying sober for SEGA I speak in codes and in layers I walk on roads they survey us Every way leads to chaos I got the ball and I'm rolling I will give you consoling I know my temperaments golden All the best lines are stolen Moving faster and pacing Absorbing too much information Secret handshakes and Masons Ancient Roman incantations And twisting the knife I'm sick of the strife I'm sick of the house I'm sick of the wife I'm sick of the dog I'm sick of the mob I'm sick of the punch in punch out job Sick of the day Sick of the night Sick of being wrong When I want to get it right Lined up the bait, now I gotta get a bite Sick of the dark can I get a little light The way that I come through with a one two Like some do with a kung fu When I'm confused With a bit of booze in the cerveau It occurred though Officer go like a turbo
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Mr Glum (Piano Version) 02:58
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Blind by the light High as a kite Fifty five kilos is still kinda light Five foot seven is no kinda height As long as I'm driven I'll make it through the night Roaming through the darkness Like my heart's Tony Starkest The night's starless Is my future star kissed I wander from the bar pissed Got a track with a harpist Just a jingle in my brain But I'll bring it all the same These words can't contain But I'm contained in these words The message is blurred But its simple to be heard Picked up the shovel and the shovel and the pick Now im level in my shit And I struggle and I slip My family just packed Cos my tactics just lacked Thought I might slip through the crack But ill have them right back Been singing many moons Put my gloom over tombs When the phantom resumes It'd be wise to assume That I rise with the sun And all that lies within the sun On the run, I'd be dumb But I slum number one A rumble in my tum A dark glass of rhum My whisky boat's rocking My l'eau de vie's come It's so to be glum I'm slow to be fun I throw the hope Row the boat Just to be done To the path that I clung When I'm thirty years young Gather up the crumbs In the haunts where I hung My humdrum heart drawn lung leave you stung So just take a toke and pass to someone Some will succumb and be sold by the sum Just take a toke and pass to someone Stuck in a groove of a half time blues But I got nothing to lose So I just loosen my shoes My fingers tap the ivories She had a sly eye for these Read my mind like libraries Diagnosed my disease No matter what I believe I leave on a fresh note Hunger getting steely Capellini green Pesto My appetite grows Like dynamite blows In a stalagmite pose Where I saddle my woes Raggamuffin clothes The muffin man knows I'm plucking banjos And stuffing down my prose Fish the flies out my wine But im not one to whine About life's slow decline Sometimes I rewind Benign philanthropic Sunshine in the tropics Dance around the topic Of the beat when they drop it My throat's giving in From this life it's living in But I found a magic ointment Need a wife to rub it in So thanks for stopping in Now it's time to be snugging in My world's a rugged inn But that's where my love begins Welcome to my reality Southern hospitality Get your feet tapping Like a hereditary malady It's slow to be glum I'm slow to be fun I throw the hope Row the boat Just to be done To the path that I clung When I'm thirty years young Gather up the crumbs In the haunts where I hung My humdrum heart drawn lung leave you stung So just take a toke and pass to someone Some will succumb and be sold by the sum Just take a toke and pass to someone
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More Toast 03:36
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Started getting fed up And no longer wished to get up When I was an adolescent Had spots like a leopard So run from the leper It's the jungle dub stepper Shuffle feet like sheep So just follow the shepherd To the slaughterhouse Horrors never though about Dream of walking out But the siren caught you out Too many creds Expensive overheads And the skins that I shed Dont get me extra bread So give me that toast I pay you back by the post This time next year I should be working ten loaves Yeast and my flour I will shower you in both Steady pizza making it's the rise of the dough Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way Smelly smoked kipper Snatched from the jaws of Flipper I'm the Chef and the waiter And a generous tipper With fresh sliced tomato Olive oil, avocado And Greek feta cheese Wont be poisoned by my enemies Lets go to the restaurant to be restored At the table ten minutes Still being ignored When finally my overpriced beer is poured I'm deadly bored And my patience is floored Complained about the service so they spit in my roll And the first course costs a whole week on the dole Had to undercut them with the bread and peanut butter Cos the price of the menu In the venue made me shudder Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way
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Virus From Mars (Slow Version) 02:45
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Now I must testify When I'm gonna die I don't wanna be buried I don't wanna be fried With a roll of two dice Lets see wouldn't it be nice Forget about your worries Put your parents on ice Bodies left frozen Hoping to be chosen For the future clones Lets say just supposing Corpse reanimated Old skin laminated Brains cultivated But your veins didn't make it Imagine the ramifications Of zombified nations Digging up the cemeteries Looking for foreign territories Colonise the skies With clones of your eyes Bones of your thighs Just roam in demise I'm a virus from mars You can catch me in bars I do seminars With electric guitars Im proton, your electron I wrote on my next song My DNA's original From analogue to digital In the garden of Adam and Dana Scientist crusaders Miniaure alien invaders Foreign bacterias In hospital cafeterias The public are steering The general hysteria Deep vents in the sea Prevent me to see The origin of to be But I'm forging beliefs With Elvis in a cell Decomposing as well Proposing to sell To a spectre clientele At the heartbreak hotel His pelvic thrust Burst into atomic dust Left me non-plussed Break open the elements To resuscitate the elephants From another era Whilst extinction draws nearer Pictures drawn clearer In laboratories in Geneva Subterranean chambres Creating power rangers Human race supplanted With no further trees were planted Development was granted Cos the government were bandits
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French Seamen (Elderberry Version) 02:59
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T'is incredible Since times medieval These girls are edible Jolie Julie Jezebel Not happy, beh vas y gueule Make her scream decibel Girls say my breath smell But they like me, I can tell Unstoppable French Seamen Came across the ocean gleaming Awash with social demons Making women taste their creaming Black and white stripes It's the type who like fights Stab you with a baguette Walk away with no regret I spit in your general direction If you have no objection I shit on your collection Of beef steak and gravy You people are fucking crazy No sun on your beaches I come to tame your bitches with riches Causing commotion Cussing crossing every ocean As they put the wheels in motion Making milky magic potion Like Asterix and Obelix Dastard mix to catch the chics Master Dicks gotta bag of tricks Attack the Picts with faster ships Looking for the young ones Destroy their onions It's a Froggy vengeance Do what they dont want French hospitality Treat you like royalty Take you to my bed Then off with your head Dont like it when the Rosbif come into my village I piss in their coffee and I spit in their visage Ask me for directions, I say I no understand Turn your ass around and Go back to your Angle land So come on people sober up You people hold a shoulder shrug Your welfare system doled it up Now your young play hold 'em up Your immigrants are residents French by all evidence People are all dissidents Dont listen to the president Water is for rabbits Y'all got alcoholic habits When the shit really happens Go to church on the sabbath I'll go home for a cuppa Or a fish n chip supper You might here me mutter You Froggy Muthafuckas
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Stalingrad (Jazzy Version) 02:30
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Got my mouth watering The thought got me dribbling Gotta microphone so I ought to be gibbering Playing these keys like a violin fiddling Tying up words, just occurred when I'm riddling Stirred up lemon curd in a memory Made a toast to that sandwich tenderly Wondering, calling up all and sundry As I pick these fruits so abundantly Growing, dont miss a trick as i pick the ship to Stow in, whatever directiion the wind is Blowing, never knowing but I kept on Flowing and showing and stowing everything I know Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Now I got an oar, and I got to row On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Now I got an oar, and I got to row On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Back with the second, dont do three verses Tucked in the kennel where the old dog perches Clutching on the bottle that the captain searches Passing where the beast from the deep sea lurches That can be bad, success is a stress but it can be had Stoke broke on the boat off to Stalingrad Dont speak the lingo, but thats no thing no Handicap, salute these flutes, brut riffs in my roots As I wet my boots in a clarinet soup Stomp and I stoop, troop dodge and I shoot Very mercenary in a military coup She said if I continue I'll be dead if not ruined Heading double dutch, now I'm readily fluent Gave me a shove and tried to show me a shoeing See storm clouds brewing, so I'm heading back crewing Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Now I got an oar, and I got to row On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go Now I got an oar, and I got to row On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
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Toasty (Swing Version) 02:26
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Smelly smoked kipper Snatched from the jaws of Flipper I'm the Chef and the waiter And a generous tipper With fresh sliced tomato Olive oil, avocado And Greek feta cheese Wont be poisoned by my enemies Lets go to the restaurant to be restored At the table ten minutes Still being ignored When finally my overpriced beer is poured I'm deadly bored And my patience is floored Complained about the service so they spit in my roll And the first course costs a whole week on the dole Had to undercut them with the bread and peanut butter Cos the price of the menu In the venue made me shudder Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way Started getting fed up And no longer wished to get up When I was an adolescent Had spots like a leopard So run from the leper It's the jungle dub stepper Shuffle feet like sheep So just follow the shepherd To the slaughterhouse Horrors never though about Dream of walking out But the siren caught you out Too many creds Expensive overheads And the skins that I shed Dont get me extra bread So give me that toast I pay you back by the post This time next year I should be working ten loaves Yeast and my flour I will shower you in both Steady pizza making it's the rise of the dough Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way Here's a toast to you man Eat bread every day Get dough by the grand It'll send you away Most of these cats Don't know the time of day Let's roast these slices in a capital way
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Ze Mess Age 02:24
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Long are the days where man was amazed With his eyes in a hole in the black Closing the shows, cos he knows how it goes Was attacked in the place where he sat Back on the throne, all alone, unknown Cos they found another bone in the sea Deciphering the code Cos the road unloads As it glowed and it showed who we be Down the genetics, synthetic, poetic Kinetic, phonetic, till it breaks Through your steely stare, do you really care ? Are you human cos you know how to take? Drop bombs on sadam, its the silence of the lambs Give a damn, did you get what you want? Cos there's oil in the soil, and the temperatures boil And the royals get rich of some one From silver to gold, the gold was sold behold your holding paper Piece of a pie chart, start with a lie At the heart it was part of the caper Mortgage on the road, children in toe Go slow, or they'll get you in a squeeze Waiting for the day, when your playing away Go astray and your capitals freeze Man is the fox, the wolf in the box Don't trust cos there's lust in the gaze Sly is the eye, that can lie and deny Man can die in so many ways Brief is the thief, that leaves you in grief No relief till your steeped in vengeance Slim is the sin, sting never win Re begin, history never ending Charmed by to arms, too many arms Your armed, alarm bells ringing Make no mistake, the fate awaits Hate or create, what you bringing?
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Gadjo 03:19
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Its the Gadjo, running through the streets as a stranger in a tangle Stop dark looks from the coppers can't handle Pressure from the others and the brothers, just mangles, and strangles Its the stray cat, running from the dogs in the alleys quiet laid back Really quiet right and polite, but they say that He's never getting out from the trap, but he prays that, he's gonna make that Feeling tipsy, drank 8 pints in the bar Quiet Risky, stoned on his own with a bone and a whisky Now he cant walk , when he talks its lispy, vision misty Now the barman's barring his road, got the car to go And he's ready to roll, got the pigs in toe And he thinks he knows, no friends just foes No highs just lows, go go gadjo Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo Hail or snow he’ll sail to battle Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo Time to go get on your saddle Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo Hail or snow he’ll sail to battle Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo Time to go get on your saddle Living the life of a hermit born to be a bastard Sailing through the orbits ripped to shreds and torn bits The odour from his armpits cover you in vomit Calling Doctor Carpets came out of the bar plastered Quick to get his arse kicked Eggs fell out of his basket Doctors getting alarmist You shouldn't have got him started His brain was retarded When his company parted Kept his secrets guarded Left him broken hearted Dearly departed, back where you started Somebody must have farted, burnt through his garments Powder mixed with sherbet, urge no way to kerb it Singing him a sermon, water mixed with bourbon Violonce so disturbing, treating them as vermin No it don't concern him, hot enough to burn him Many tried to turn him, curl him up and perm him Turn him into Herman, But Spek is affirming Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo Hail or snow he’ll sail to battle Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo Time to go get on your saddle Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo Hail or snow he’ll sail to battle Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo Time to go get on your saddle
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Virus 03:18
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Now I must testify When I'm gonna die I don't wanna be buried I don't wanna be fried With a roll of two dice Lets see wouldn't it be nice Forget about your worries Put your parents on ice Bodies left frozen Hoping to be chosen For the future clones Lets say just supposing Corpse reanimated Old skin laminated Brains cultivated But your veins didn't make it Imagine the ramifications Of zombified nations Digging up the cemeteries Looking for foreign territories Colonise the skies With clones of your eyes Bones of your thighs Just roam in demise I'm a virus from mars You can catch me in bars I do seminars With electric guitars Im proton, your electron I wrote on my next song My DNA's original From analogue to digital In the garden of Adam and Dana Scientist crusaders Miniaure alien invaders Foreign bacterias In hospital cafeterias The public are steering The general hysteria Deep vents in the sea Prevent me to see The origin of to be But I'm forging beliefs With Elvis in a cell Decomposing as well Proposing to sell To a spectre clientele At the heartbreak hotel His pelvic thrust Burst into atomic dust Left me non-plussed Break open the elements To resuscitate the elephants From another era Whilst extinction draws nearer Pictures drawn clearer In laboratories in Geneva Subterranean chambres Creating power rangers Human race supplanted With no further trees were planted Development was granted Cos the government were bandits
12.
Pear Shaped (Hat Stand) 02:09
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Come on heathens, time for reason Who's believing, time for leaving I'm bereaving, summer season Heavy breathing, as you pleasing What're you seeing? Human beings? Not sure Im agreeing That door, red and green Image gore, needing cleaning Every minute, comes the hour Hands sweaty, tasting sour Feeling ready, make you cower That face, looking dour She's my flower, come a row Take my power, break my tower Dont let, she devour Dont fret, wont allow her Getting Seedy, now they're coming Now they see me, and im running Heartbeat, steady drumming Yellow teeth, biting something At work, see them smoking Evil laugh, hear them joking Hypocrites, cat stroking This is it, cat choking Dirty fingers, in their nose Do they wash? Who knows Oh my gosh! Deadly foes Blood stains, on their clothes Dont complain, be my friend It's a shame, he pretends He's to blame, cant amend Get slain, in the end

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To celebrate Spektah Gadjo's 10th year anniversary!
Here is a reworked revisited remixed version of most of the songs
Spektah Gadjo has been separated into two songs, Spektah being the weird Tom Waitsy groove and Gadjo being an upbeat swing track
Bre Ton Dub is a heavy dub electro affair with a moody atmosphere and high paced vocals
French Seamen has that crazy Balkan groove, with Stalingrad following in the same Eastern folk music direction
Virus From Mars is more similar to the original unreleased demo, chilled and groovy, whereas the other version "Virus" is a manic upbeat version
There are two versions of Earnith Toasteth, "More Toast" a chilled out groove and "Toasty" an electro jazz swing feel to it
I made a video for most of the tracks, particularly fond of Spektah, French Seamen, Bre Ton Dub and Pear Shaped
Short story versions of these videos are included in the download
Video Spektah here
www.youtube.com/watch?v=yDhSYLyrnLY
French Seamen
www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsxQK12SYec
Pear Shaped
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AhCvw2A5K4
Bre Ton Dub
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxZFiW_WrD8

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released January 7, 2022

Written performed mixed and produced by Rael
With ..
Dr Carpets on Spektah
Jo Powell + Oliver Baldwin (Accordions) on Bre Ton Dub
DJ Kirsa (scratch) on Gadjo + Virus
Baptizer (guitar) on Pear Shaped

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Ghostown Morecambe, UK

Making wonky hip hop since 98. Musician/Beatmaker/vocalist Rael from the UK expatriated to France where he created Ghostown. Bringing elements of tsigane folk music, electro, dub and trip hop to an unconventional uncompromising alternative hip hop festival which can't be pinned down or categorised. ... more

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