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Terry played the metal door of a microphone cupboard . . . features a sound made by a filing cabinet in Abbey Road Studios.
Colin: “Definitely a case of a band in the studio for the first time getting red-light nerve fever.” Andy: “It's weird because you start to think about really odd things like, ‘Did my trousers squeak in that take?’.”
Andy: “Comics and comic art played a big part in my life at one time, I would try and slip in words and phrases that would paint a kind of surreal but dynamic world that reflected the real one, but in stronger simpler ways. Freud would have a great time with me because as a youngster I actually had a fear of stars (astrophobia?) and would run home from cub scouts sweating and shaking in case I actually looked up.”
However, Jon Rosenberger writes, “I believe Science Friction as it appears on COMC is from the XTC financed demos that were recorded in August 1976 at Sun Studios in Reading. This would be about 2 months after Steve Hutchins was booted from the band and Andy started as the singer, thus you can see why AP might not sound quite like himself. That would be Jon Perkins on keyboards then and not Barry as well.”
Andy: “One keyboard player, John Perkins, had left; and another one, Barry Andrews, had joined, after a rather collegiate drinking/bonding initiation. CBS had called us back in for our second demo try out session (the first was on Wednesday 5/1/77), they obviously still weren't sure whether they wanted to sign us, so up to their studios in London's Whitfield Street we duly traipsed. The producer who oversaw the session was either (French accent) very brave or very stoopeed, one Nicky Graham. He was certainly silly enough to let slip the fact that he had produced Andy Williams, for which the rest of the day he was bombarded with questions. We wanted to know all there was to know about ol' cardigan face, in a sort of ‘my mum wouldn't be pleased to know that’ sort of way.
“We did manage to record a few songs as well, here's one. ‘Science Friction’. A daft tale of nothing much in particular, except for my bouts of astrophobia. You can hear, beneath the wobbly guitar, wobbly piano and wobbly Crumar organ, that my voice hasn't got its P.A. breaking, Buddy Holly on Red Bull bark, it's a relatively low pitched song and I didn't feel quite at home with it. The key takes me into crooner range. However Nicky Graham did calm us down and get a reasonable dance hall throb from what was previously a very spazzy twitch of a tune. I think we ended with a compromise. He got a glitterball beat if we could keep in our Saturnian funfair ‘Rockin' Goose’ middle section. Now is the winter of our discotex made spring by etc. etc.
“Ultimately CBS passed on us, wonder why? But the good thing was now we had reasonable demos to shower DJ John Peel with. Which we did. Which led to a session on his show. Which led to more gigs in London. Which... and as you know the rest is histoplasmosis.”
[Thanks to R. Stevie Moore]
I look out of my window at night
I see the stars and I'm filled with fright
I got a feeling someone's looking
It ain't the aliens at the foot of my bed
It's more the ale inside my head
I got a feeling something's cooking
Science friction burns my fingers
Electricity still lingers
Hey put away that ray, how do you martians say
I love you
I read my comics from front to back
I'll be ready for any attack
I got a feeling someone's looking
Date: Mon, 18 Oct 2004 18:33:16 +0200 From: "Jens Jakobsson" <jensjakobsson@tiscali.se> Subject: Science Friction - the Swedish translation Message-ID: <00e301c4b530$2d4523a0$2d85ccd5@alan>Hi!Thanks for a most enlightening site on my fave band. Here is the long overdue Swedish translation of Science Friction.
It was a mess to do, to be honest, and the title I have left as it is, given that science fiction is a well established word in Sweden. The hardest part was the ale/alien rhyme, which I finally - somewhat anachronistically - turned into a pun which translates as "It's not E.T who is phoning home / only too much spirit tonight again"; E.T and "sprit i" being at least a halting rhyme.With some good intentions and basic semantic training (if you mimick an old Scotch dialect you are actually half-way to a decent Swedish intonation) Andy Partridge might well sing the lyrics himself and possibly score a hit on MTV Nordic, but for the time being I think it's best to settle for a somewhat humbler first step: surely there is an obscure corner of your cyber space mansion where this contribution could be submitted? It might draw the attention of several Scandinavian XTC fans (my estimates are at a rather high one-digit number). Free of charge, of course - this is art for art's sake.
Kind Regards
PS I hope your mail program deciphers the last three letters of the Swedish alphabet. If not, I could send you the lyrics as an attachment.
Jens Jakobsson
SwedenScience Friction
Jag ser hur himlen är blå som bläck (I see the sky is as blue as ink)
men alla stjärnor får mig full av skräck (but all the stars fill me with fright)
Det känns precis som om nån ser mig (I have a feeling someone sees me)Det är inte E.T. som vill ringa hem (see above)
bara för mycket sprit i kväll igen!
Jag undrar just vad det är med mig (I wonder just what's the matter with me)Science friktion blixtrar och fräser (flashes and sparkles)
bränner min hud var gång jag läser (burns my skin each time I read)
Lägg ner din strålpistol (Put down your ray-gun)
har marsmän inget ord (don't martians have a word)
för kärlek? (for love)Du blir beredd när du är seriefrälst (You get alert when you're a comics freak)
Jag vet de kommer var och när som helst (I know they're coming any/everywhere)
Det känns precis som om nån ser migDet är inte E.T. som vill ringa hem
bara för mycket sprit i kväll igen!
Jag undrar just vad det är med migScience friktion blixtrar och fräser
bränner min hud var gång jag läser
Lägg ner din strålpistol
har jordbor inget ord (don't earthlings have a word)
för kärlek?Without translation, for your convenience:
Science Friction
Jag ser hur himlen är blå som bläck
men alla stjärnor får mig full av skräck
Det känns precis som om nån ser migDet är inte E.T. som vill ringa hem
bara för mycket sprit i kväll igen!
Jag undrar just vad det är med migScience friktion blixtrar och fräser
bränner min hud var gång jag läser
Lägg ner din strålpistol
har marsmän inget ord
för kärlek?Du blir beredd när du är seriefrälst
Jag vet de kommer var och när som helst
Det känns precis som om nån ser migDet är inte E.T. som vill ringa hem
bara för mycket sprit i kväll igen!
Jag undrar just vad det är med migScience friktion blixtrar och fräser
bränner min hud var gång jag läser
Lägg ner din strålpistol
har jordbor inget ord
för kärlek?
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