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    Hey up all! I have been a huge Swervedriver fan for a long time, in fact I spent 6 years of my life taking daily hour long bus journeys in and out of the city centre, traipsing 2nd hand record/ thrift stores and other places, to complete the collection! I found ‘Mezcal Head’ in a mainstream record store of all places and that was the pinnacle of my adventure!

    However, as sad as I clearly am for this geeky dedication and as exciting as the story is(n’t), I must get to the point. I am a little younger than some of those who post here (21 in July!) and although I can remember the times o’ swerve, my memory is a little hazy about the social/ political context of the time that may or may not have effected the band/songs.

    So without further ado I invite you to discus and converse upon 89-98! In addition, I’ve had the idea of a weekly deconstruction/analysis of a swervedriver song, it would give the die-hards the opportunity to state their ideas and the johnny-come-latelys the chance to tell us long time devotees exactly what swervedriver means to them as new fans, as well as giving us all I chance to dive deeper into the vast ocean of imagery that the boys have provided us with. My proposal for the first sound to look at is….predictably ‘Bring Me the Head of the Fortune Teller’

    Have fun kids…

    BRING ME THE HEAD OF THE FORTUNE TELLER

    Black Power, girl power, rack and ruin
    Blackmail, ponytail, something doin’
    Something pulls me over
    Pulls me through to you
    Walking downstairs sideways
    Vodka, sonic proof
    Screaming murder always
    And trying to catch it
    Trying to catch it
    Trying to catch it
    And bring me the head of the fortune teller
    It wasn’t meant to be this way
    It weren’t meant to work out this way
    So bring me the head of the fortune teller
    I’m gonna wear it ’round my neck as a charm
    When I feel lucky I’m gonna chance my arm

    Sure-fire, backfire, golden shoes
    See-through, fall through, nothin’ to lose
    You say you feel fine now
    Until the end of time
    One night when we’re screamin’
    Loathe to find a way
    These days when we’re scheming
    And trying to catch it
    Trying to catch it
    Trying to catch it

    And bring me the head of the fortune teller
    It wasn’t meant to be this way
    It weren’t meant to work out this way
    So bring me the head of the fortune teller
    I’m gonna wear it ’round my neck as a charm
    When I feel luck I’m gonna chance my arm
    Chance my arm

    Black power, gay power, black and blue
    Blackmail and tall tales, try something new
    You say you’ll feel fine now
    It pulls me through to you
    One night when we’re screamin’
    Vodka, sonic proof
    Walking downstairs sideways
    And trying to catch it
    Trying to catch it
    Trying to catch it

    And bring me the head of the fortune teller
    It wasn’t meant to be this way
    It weren’t meant to work out this way
    So bring me the head of the fortune teller
    I’m gonna wear it ’round my neck as a charm
    When I feel lucky I’m gonna chance my arm

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