Scrubbed up demo of the Photie Man song.
Below is a rough acoustic version and lyrics.
Many many, MANY years ago I moved to New Brighton to live with my dad after my parents divorced. I was a bit of a party animal (cough) and used to go to The Chelsea Reach a lot with my mate Steve Henderson. Tom Wood a photographer was always there taking photos of us kids drinking, fighting, laughing, kissing etc. We got so used to him (and Martin Parr another photie man) that we were all completely relaxed around him and didn’t notice him clicking away.
I saw the photie with me in it for the first time the other day at the Tate in Liverpool and it set of a nostalgic yearning to see old mates again if only I knew where they were. Anyway, long story short and all that, I wrote this song The photie man. It’s recorded onto my cassette recorder so the sound is iffy but it’s the first time I played it after writing it so thought I’d share it with you.
Lyrics to The Photie Man
He didn’t treat us with suspicion
We didn’t knock his camera out of his hand
From the Chelsea to the Floral Pavillion
We shouted ‘over here Photie Man.’
He caught us kissing who we shouldn’t
Found us dressed up and dancing to Wham
From late evening to the early mornings
We were life for the Photie Man.
Chorus
On our wild nights out
By the dirty sand
We’d twist and sing and shout
For the Photie Man.
It was a time of dark recession
A time when smack dealt a real bad hand
But for a while we’d forget our depression
And shouted ‘over here Photie Man.’
I can’t believe how white my socks once shone
20 years ago, man i’m getting on.
I heard from some friends I was hanging
In the Tate making shapes with my hands
And Steve Henderson if you are listening
We’re immortal, thank you Photie Man.
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