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*UPDATE* Politik's debut cd, "A Means to an End" will be available for
sale on 2 May 2005!
Preview gig in Macclesfield at Sister Ray's on 28 April 2005!
Politik is a post-punk band
that formed in 2000 in Manchester, England. The concept of the band came from Johnny's notebooks and music that was intended
to form an atmosphere for his words.
Politik is:
Johnny Ian Pritchard: Lyrics, vocals and guitar
Gavin
Callahan: Guitar, keyboard and background vocals
Richard Rourke: Bass and background vocals
Eammon Grey: drums
and background vocals
Biographies:
Johnny was born in Trafford, Manchester on 12 January 1974. He has played
in various bands through the greater Manchester area.
He is currently living in Maidstone, Kent with his girlfriend
Holly, an American writer.
Gavin was born in Salford, Manchester on 20 June 1977. He is currently living in London
with his girlfriend Marina.
Richard was born in Trafford, Manchester on 4 September 1976. He has a baby daughter called
Chloe and resides in Kensington, London with bandmate Eammon.
Eammon was born in Wigan, Manchester on New Year's Eve
1975. He is single and not looking!
Selected Lyrics from songs on the upcoming cd:
The Eternal
Procession
moves on, the shouting is over
Praise to the glory of loved ones
now gone
Talking aloud as they sit
round their
tables
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass
like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment
Possessed by a fury
that burns from inside
Cry
like a child though
these years make me older
With children my time
is so wastefully spent
Burden to keep, though
their
inner communion
Accept like a curse
an unlucky deal
Laid by the gate at the foot
of the garden
My
view stretches out
from the fence to the wall
No words could explain,
no actions determine
Just watching the trees
and
the leaves as they fall
Atmosphere
Walk in silence,
Don't walk away, in silence.
See the danger,
Always
danger,
Endless talking,
Life rebuilding,
Don't walk away.
Walk in silence,
Don't turn away, in silence.
Your
confusion,
My illusion,
Worn like a mask of self-hate,
Confronts and then dies.
Don't walk away.
People
like you find it easy,
Naked to see,
Walking on air.
Hunting by the rivers,
Through the streets,
Every corner
abandoned too soon,
Set down with due care.
Don't walk away in silence,
Don't walk away.
She´s Lost Control
Confusion
in her eyes that says it all, she's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by, she's lost control
And
she gave away the secrets of her past and said I've lost control again
And of a voice that told her when and where to
act
She said I've lost control again
And she turned to me and took me by the hand and said
I've lost control
again
And how I'll never know just why or understand she said
I've lost control again
And she screamed out,
kicking on her side and said
I've lost control again
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die
She said
I've lost control
She's lost control again, she's lost control
Well I had to phone her friend to state her case
and say
she's lost control again
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes and said
I've lost control again
But
she expressed herself in many different ways until
she lost control again
And walked upon the edge of no escape and
laughed I've lost control
She's lost control again, she's lost control
I could live a little better with the
myths and the lies
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried
I could live a little in a wider line
When
the change is gone, when the urge is gone
To lose control
When here we come
All lyrics written by J.
Pritchard.
Gig Dates:
15 April: Devonshire Arms in Camden. Doors open at 21:00
19 April: Factory
Records: Macclesfield, Manchester. Doors open at 21:30
22 April: The Basement Gallows: Brixton, London. Time to be
announced.
Check back next week for May's gig dates.
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