Ocean Head

by Latin Quarter

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about

‘…one of the most exquisite albums to ever come out of England.’

That is how the New York Daily News described ‘Modern Times’ the debut album of the group Latin Quarter in 1986. In Germany too it was received with great enthusiasm and went on to sell nearly 250.000 copies. In total, Latin Quarter made 6 critically acclaimed albums before finally splitting up in 1998.

Now, five of the original band members are back together with a new acoustic-pop album, entitled "Ocean Head". The album, to be released in Europe on February 17, 2012, contains 10 new and 1 older song, and combines the political and the personal themes for which Latin Quarter have always been renowned.

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released 17 February 2012

Engineered, produced mixed and mastered by Steve Jeffries.

Greg Harewood - bass
Yona Dunsford - vocals
Steve Jeffries - keyboards and backing vocals
Steve Skaith - guitar and vocals
Mike Jones – lyrics

Latin Quarter photos by Claudia J. Diaz Garcia
Artwork by Neomania Design
(c) 2012 Westpark Music, www.WestparkMusic.de

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Track Name: No Man's Land
NO MAN’S LAND
(Dunsford/Harewood/Jones)

For all the trees I couldn’t see the wood
Then all the wood got set alight.
A single spark and love went up in smoke
And still it burns into the night
You ran me ragged and you scattered me
Like leaves sent spinning in the fall
Indifference blowing like a desert wind
There’s nothing growing here at all

I’m here in no man’s land
I’m lost in no man’s land
Can’t find a helping hand
Out here in no man’s land
I’m here in no man’s land
I’m lost in no man’s land
No one can understand
This is no man’s land

Since you left I’m like a town closed down
The streets are choked with tumbleweed
I’m working out at the abandoned mine
For half the money I don’t need
OK you never promised me a Shangri-La
You never offered me paradise
But where I am I just don’t want to be
It’s hard as nails and cold as ice.

It’s a lost horizon
You’ve left me nothing
To set my sights on
But an empty runway and an unpaid fare
In a window seat on a plane to nowhere.
Track Name: Legalise It ( The Making of Al Capone)
LEGALISE IT (THE MAKING OF AL CAPONE)
(Skaith)

It was the making of Al Capone
And we are down the prohibition road again
History laughing in our faces
Farce and tragedy rolled into one

Can’t we bring some sense to bear?
Can’t we bring some sense to bear on this?
Can’t we bring some sense to bear on this?
Legalise it.

So much money to go around and round
For politicians, policemen, warders and the rest
A head rolls bloody across a disco floor
‘Plata o plomo’, corruption or death

Maria’s full of grace and now something more
Sees the chance to raise her family up
Feeling sick as the plane comes into land
Hope the bag don’t break, pray to your Virgin, trust your luck.

This is no stoner song
Is no hymn to getting wasted
But if something goes so very wrong
Must be time to change it.
Must be time to change it

It was the making of Al Capone
And Joseph Kennedy too I hear
History laughing in our faces
Farce and tragedy rolled into one
Track Name: Miss Teen USA
MISS TEEN USA SOUTH CAROLINA
(Skaith / Jones)

Miss Teen USA South Carolina
Had something to say in her pearls and eye-liner
Something to say to the world out there
The world beyond Charleston, a world full of care
But the words wouldn’t work, they were badly behaved
And her something to say just couldn’t be saved.

Miss Teen USA, South Carolina
In a gingham bikini, a long way from China
Stamps her neat foot to wake up the U.S.
And takes up her sword, the pageant princess
Then the words start to fall, into places they fit
And a crowd gathers round, all lickety-spit
They have pride on their minds and taxes to kill
And they’re taking their anger to Capitol Hill

Miss Teen USA, South Carolina
Won’t take out the trash or work in a diner
She leads from the front in her dream to restore
What she dreams that her country enjoyed years before
And the words start to whip, and the crowds starts to shriek
‘Health care and welfare, it just makes us weak’
And they’re sure of their maker, and sure of their rights
They have Gabrielle Giffords trained in their sights
And spare me the law-suit, spare the sermon
There’s always a crowd behind every lone gunman.

In the land of the free, nothing is finer
Than a stumbling speech from Miss Teen USA, South Carolina
Track Name: Even Superman (Is Dead)
EVEN SUPERMAN
(Skaith/Jones)

Even Superman, even Superman is dead
But there’s still bucks to be built out of the rubble where he bled
Take his cape and cut it into squares
And sell it long to uncertain people to show them someone cares

Take the kryptonite and bury it in lead
Tell the world, tell the world that doesn’t wait
Tell the world that even Superman is dead.

Take his bright insignia take his gold and molten shield
Prepare your eyes for the sight of all the dread that it conceals.
Take Metropolis, take his love for Lois Lane
And ask ourselves why the hell we thought he’d ever kept us sane.

Even Superman’s no more
But can you answer the question
‘What did we invent him for?’
Even Superman’s expired
Too weak to wrestle with the world that he inspired
Track Name: Unwind
UNWIND
(Dunsford/Harewood/Jones)

You measured by certainties that didn’t exist
You accepted forever when you barely had kissed
In a town at a time of a peace that no-one could find
The silk mills, the anthills, the tendrils,
Began to Unwind

You were keeping your balance but losing your feet
Living the gulf between a drum and a beat
It never stopped running, the blood of the contract you signed
The weak wills, the nerve pills, the treadmills,
Began to Unwind

You knew how many fractures make up a big break
But it took without giving and left you to shake
Forging ahead but somehow always falling behind
The cheap thrills, the stand stills, the bar bills,
Began to Unwind

A lover too late after a premature wife
Touching the limits of a limitless life
In the teeth of a gale as it bit and started to grind
The saw mills, the drink spills, the untils,
Began to Unwind

You measured by certainties you only invented
In a life that you paid for but still only rented
You figured that leaving was kinder than being unkind
The wind chills, the windmills, the free wills,
Began to Unwind
Track Name: Walking on the Wing
WALKING ON THE WING
(Skaith/Jones) *

I thought you were an angel, when I heard you sing,
I thought you were a rock to which a drowning man could cling
I thought you were the nectar, I thought I was the sting
I thought you were the pilot, you were walking on the wing.

It’s only fleeting, we’re only passing through
I know it feels like endless, but we’re waiting for the cue
Yes we have to live it, live by each mistake
Sometimes we even call it right, but mostly we just ache

The first ten times it happened, I thought it was ‘coincidence’
But then I sensed a pattern, and I lost my confidence
You try so hard to change it, but it laughs in your face
‘til the only choice that’s left you, is to lose it all with grace

Walking on the wing
I said I’d be there when you fell
But I could not break your fall because
Cos I could not break your spell.
Oh no I could not break your spell.
Track Name: If I Believed In God
IF I BELIEVED IN GOD
(Skaith)

A bomb drops on some wedding party
But these aren’t people we count worthy
Un-named, unimportant, in some non-place
Brown skins usually.
More settlements on the West Bank
And evictions in Jerusalem
Such righteous men with their righteous wars
And their righteous talks of peace.

If I believed in God I would ask him
Could we start all over again
That’s what I would ask him
If I believed in God I would ask him
Could we start all over again
That’s what I would ask him…..
Do without the kings and those who strive
To live above the rest
And can ‘truth’ mean what it says
And not what power thinks is best.
No serpent please nor all the fear
Of women, sex and love
And not worship men
Who once would sacrifice their only son.

More and more I turn away from so much I know is true
Turn right to the back page
And bury myself in transfer news
Don’t want to hear about some woman stoned
Or blasphemer running for his life
Many now they do fight back
But I deny is how I survive.
Track Name: Love Can Sometimes Fall
LOVE CAN SOMETIMES FALL
(Skaith/Racklin/Johnson)

Sometimes I forget I no longer share your bed
I can only touch you like a friend
But I like this man you’re with now, seems you’ve been making plans
Like the ones maybe we once had.
So restless, restless you
In this endless mystery.

And love, oh love,
How love can sometimes fall.
And love, oh love,
Can sometimes fall.

Had a dream last night a pretty clear dream
One of the clearest dreams that I have ever had
You put your hands on my eyes you said ‘Guess who?’
I guessed you
You said you were coming back.
I think I tried to believe you
You remain this perfect mystery

I sit and watch as time just passes me now
Getting faster every hour , every second, every day
Try to work out all the things that came between us
But I don’t buy this shite they talk about ‘Mars and Venus’
I think no one here knows very much at all.

Now, forever, sickness, and in health
All the promises we made
And then came all the sleepless nights
Waiting for your footsteps on the street outside.
Once thought I’d always love you
I guess you thought the same thing too.
Track Name: The Last Flight of Dag Hammarskjold
THE LAST FLIGHT OF DAG HAMMARSKJOLD
(Skaith/Jeffries/Jones)

There’s a plane across the moon
As a nation finds its feet
There are listening posts in Cyprus
That can track a man’s heart-beat

There’s a plane across the moon
As a nation holds its breath
There are trades on hold in London
Waiting on Lumumba’s death

You say ‘Yeah, but that was then and this is now,
That was then,’
But now is made up of then,
Now is made up of then,
Again, again; again, again.

There’s a plane across the moon
As a nation spreads its wings
There are cables out of Washington
In code a darkness brings

There’s a plane across the moon
As a nation leaves the nest
Just send the thugs some dollars
And greed will do the rest

Planes and moons let business take its course
The infant state must suffocate, no profit in remorse
Moons make planes much easier to sight
Some damage is collateral, Dag Hammarskjöld’s last flight
Track Name: Another Night's Broken Glass
ANOTHER NIGHTS BROKEN GLASS (Skaith/Jones)

Another night's broken glass what was it this time?
Was it the last of the free-gift champagne flutes from the filling station?
Was it the wedding present tray, engraved 'Congratulations' ?
Was it the snow scene coliseum from Corinne's room ?
Must have been most of the downstairs lights judging by the gloom.
Or the wall clock, or the mixing bowl or the living room's sliding door
No. It must have been the mirror,
We can't see ourselves anymore.

Another night's broken glass, hey watch where you're walking
Take a deep breath before you sweep the mess, break out the sticking plaster.
Retrieve the bracket from the timepiece, is it ticking faster?
As the vacuum sucks the splinters in, they tear the sack.
The ship's broken out of the bottle and it won't be sailing back.
Not to this typhoon, to this River Plate, to this act of piracy
Where all the salty renegades are really you and me.

A man is a ship of glass tossed in a sea of terror
We don't need these metaphysics spelling out the error
As you crack a composition of soda, lime and sand
And you curse the old Phoenicians as it cuts into you hand

Another night's broken glass what was it this time?
Another night's broken glass what was it this time?
Was it the snow scene coliseum from Corinne's room ?
Must have been most of the downstairs lights judging by the gloom.
Or the wall clock, or the mixing bowl or the living room's sliding door
No. It must have been the mirror,
We can't see ourselves anymore.

Another night's broken glass.
Track Name: Ocean Head
OCEAN HEAD
(Skaith/Jones)

We start so small there’s so much to us
Who builds the wall we can never rise above?
But I can tear them down for you
Tear them down, but I’m not going to drown for you

Someone rocked you on the deep
Someone rocked you off to sleep
Now I’m rocking you awake
How much rocking can you take?
Rock you ready now to walk the waves instead
Wake up, wake up ocean head

We work so hard, we live for working
Where are the stars? If we could only raise our heads
But I can hand them down to you
Hand them down but I’m not going to drown for you.

Let the sea come crashing in in
Let it take you up again
Let it pound upon your shore
Let it’s love become your law
But it can’t wash out whatever came before.

We are so wise but there’s no one listening
Who starts the lies that keep us prisoners
But I can burn them down for you
Burn them down, but I’m not going to drown for you.