Live At The Boat Sessions

by Chris Tavener

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Chris played a set of his best songs on board a narrowboat to a small audience of just 15 people on 2nd July 2015. Film-maker Freddie Jones captured the intimate performance.

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released January 10, 2016

All songs written and performed by Chris Tavener
Filmed and recorded by Freddie Jones
Boat Sessions Hosted by Gavin 'Goliath' Clegg

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Chris Tavener Northwich, UK

Chris Tavener is a satirical singer-songwriter, known for his comedic, witty lyrics and a vintage sound.

Having completed 351 performances in 2016, Chris is one of the most hard-working musicians in the UK. His latest EP received acclaim from Steve Lamacq of BBC 6 Music who has played the tracks four times on national radio. The success of the EP led to two nationwide tours, totalling 12 weeks.
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Track Name: Wrecking The Bar
I struggle to feel
The rabid appeal
Of kicking a ball in a net
My mate’s will prolong
The football that’s on
They bite their lips and they sweat
But there’s a part of me that helps me see their point of view
Don’t know the players
I don’t know the club
But I’m wrecking the bar if we lose

If we’re playing Spain
And they win the game
I’ll fight like a bull in a ring
If Switzerland score
Then you can be sure
My swiss army knife takes a swing
If Poland win I’ll make our local deli rue the day
Don’t the players
I don’t the rules
But I’m wrecking the town anyway

If we’re playing France
And they can advance
The bistro in town’s getting hit
If Germany win
A war will begin
The streets will be hit like the blitz
It’s not how well you win it’s just how bad you take the loss
Won’t know the players
I won’t know the club
But you can bet that I won’t give a toss

I struggle to feel
The rabid appeal
Of kicking a ball in a net
My mate’s will prolong
The football that’s on
They bite their lips and they sweat
But there’s a part of me that helps me see their point of view
Don’t know the players
I don’t know the club
But I’m wrecking the bar if we lose
Oh I don’t know the players
And I don’t know the club
But I’m wrecking the bar if we lose
Track Name: Praise Him
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
He helped me open my eyes
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
‘Cause he’s the star in our lives
In his name and with his love
I have gladly walk for miles
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
Praise to Harry Styles

I read a book on him each night
And I learn it off by heart
A verse can help you when you feel
Like you’re struggling in the dark
There’s a picture taped against my wall
If you squint your eyes, he’s wearing nothing at all
It’s Harry Styles, spread the word around

We’ve got to praise him, praise him
He helped me open my eyes
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
‘Cause he’s the star in our lives
In his name and with his love
I have gladly walk for miles
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
Praise to Harry Styles

I take a weekly pilgrimage
To his house and his hometown
A shrine to him sits in my room
So it feels like he’s around
There’s a club that meets in my front room
We all sit and talk, of what we’d like to do
To Harry Styles, I get excited just to say his name

We’ve got to praise him, praise him
He helped me open my eyes
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
‘Cause he’s the star in our lives
In his name and with his love
I have gladly walk for miles
We’ve got to praise him, praise him
Praise to Harry Styles
Track Name: I'm Better Than You
Oh we left the ground
We were LA bound
On a plane that I’d just bought
And my entourage
Had a full massage
With a drink of every sort
And then you had to stare
At my collection of art
I had to bury it deep underground
Irretrievably far

Oh I’ve got a five bedroom house in Rome
That I’ve never seen
I’ve got a team of cleaners to
keep my Bugatti clean.
And boy, I’m better than you

Oh we sipped champagne
Through a diamond cane
In a club that I’d just bought
And we filled a tray
With the best cocaine
So we wouldn’t come up short
And then she had to touch
My satin velvet tie
I had to take it to the best drycleaners
At least ten times

Oh I’ve got a room at the Ritz for when I feel
I could eat
I’ve got a penthouse suite with a view
From a thousand feet
And boy, I’m better than you

Now I don’t mean to brag
But I don’t care about the cost
We better keep this all offline
So my daddy won’t cut me off

Oh we hit the beach
In a hot tub each
On an island I’d just bought
And my servants served
All their best hors d'oeuvres
With the lobster that they’d caught
And then he had to ask
For some tomato sauce
I had to pay all my guest to row
Back out from the shore

Oh I’ve got a few bodyguard to keep
Back all common thugs
I’m a member of thirty elite
And exclusive clubs
And boy, I’m better than you
Track Name: The Crisis In Northwich
Well there’s exploitation in China
And gun crime in the USA
There’s social distance in Russia
Korea could blow us away
There’s a chemical warfare in the Middle East
Poverty’s spread right through
The people are starving in Africa
But hey what else is new?
‘Cause nobody’s mentioned the crisis in Northwich
The pub on my road shut down
Oh there’s earthquakes shaking down Haiti
Tornados hitting Bangladesh
The ice sheets melting in Greenland
Each day they report less and less
There’s hurricanes sweeping the United States
And Canada’s crushed with snow
Tsunamis are drowning the Philippines
In case you didn’t know
But nobody’s mentioned the crisis in Northwich
It’s rained everyday this week
Oh the price of housing’s a nightmare
And I don’t know who to accuse
The traffic’s bad at the weekend
But you won’t get that on the news
Why be worried about your street
when your garden’s overgrown?
Why look over your neighbour’s fence
when you can’t take care of your home?
Oh there’s major flooding in Thailand
Pandemics out of Mexico
There’s nineteen countries in Europe
That won’t let their dear Euro go
There’s deforestation in the tropics now
And wild fires everyday
There’s blood spill and chaos in Africa
But that’s all far away
‘Cause nobody’s mentioned the crisis in Northwich
The buses all finish at six
Nobody’s mentioned the crisis in Northwich