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Jon Tallhat
Woofers and Tweeters - The new album features the tangential lyrics and instrumental wizardry that has set trousers oscillating the world over, but develops it in startling new directions - up, sideways and along - "It's their best yet!" says one privileged enthusiast. Order it here - only �4.99 More album info

Great news! - the new single, Presence of Desire is featured on the April Guitarist Magazine CD - out 15th March. Don't miss it! Order the single here - only 99P

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For the Woofers And Tweeters album, email us here

About the Band - an elastic lineup playing guitar, drums, elastic, etc, the band hail from Hailing Island near Xonifrex, Pants, though they are not from there. Their ambition is to make a lot of money without doing any work, and for their music to be heard, especially by Norman Pratt, who is dead.
Read the band interview

Following the 'Bins Out In Basingstoke' tour, the band is concentrating on promoting their fab new album - Woofers and Tweeters - a multilayered melange of musical mayhem, a melifluous mixture of mystical minutiae, a marvelous melding of molecular molybendum ... er ... innovative ... quirky ...er... thesaurus...

On the tour, which included dates at Electric Trousers, Toad Road and Mr Footwear's Cash and Carry, the band previewed an eclectic swathe of new material and reworked old favourites like 'Skin Complaint' and 'Red Leather Chair', supported by Dorothy Bridgeweed and The American Fanny Experience. The shows were recorded for a new live album, provisionally entitled 'It's Live Jon, but not as we know it', and an accompanying 5 hour concept video - 'Did you see that?'(PAL/WINALOT only). The band also distributed up to �100,000 in cash to lucky members of the audience, so make sure you turn up to the next gig

The Single - Coffee Conversation/Little Dreams

Taken from the hot new album, Woofers and Tweeters, it's a kleptomaniac's kitchendrawer full of pungent lyric charm and textured rock - with some other things which are secret, a bit like Worcester sauce Read the lyrics

In a fit of promotional madness, we're Giving Away 300 copies of the single - all you have to do is email us here

Woofers and Tweeters - Track Listing

Presence of Desire 4'06" : Everybody's humming this one
Flat Earth 7'19" : Ambient yet rock, complex yet contagious
London Goodbye 4'10" : Dark'n'moody, Big Bottom Bass meets World Muse in uneasy dreams
Do What You Got To 4'12" : hot harmony highlight hits home
Pleasure All Gone 6'30" : Baring the Tallhat Soul - in the living room, a song of regret
Brand New Feel 4'22" : It's up, jagged and ragged, Jugband meets Jungle Jive
Little Dreams 6'17" : Imagine no possessions? Give up...
Coffee Conversation 6'00" : Kinetic Cultured Chaos, sassy selection of souped up samples

Coffee Conversation

Coffee conversation and conversation stoppers, from early Christmas shoppers on the bus
Caught with courting couples so speechless in their rapture
Who would have thought such splendour was once us as we sit, and we sip our coffee cups
Where I once raised you to my lips

Careless conversation and continental coffee in corporation cafes locally
Now you are a traveller to far exotic places
I expect your taste is catholic, far and wide, for the quality things in life
Whereas I never moved on

Five years spent in the search for perfection in the perfect direction of a statue of you
Five years spent in following the fashion of fools

Another piece of passion, a slice of fresh frustration will ease the conversation if it slows
Every conversation is filled with pregnant pauses
The coffee is too bitter, so we go, pay the bill, while the coffee is steaming still
Even though I've not had my fill

Careful celebrations of subtle soft submissions, like slowly seized positions in a war
Coffee converation is strained negotiation, that ugly thing attrition I deplore, I deploy
Drop those coffee bar bombs away, as they say, L'amour est mort

The cup she was sucking was making her shaking a public announcement of everything breaking in her heart
The coffee she dribbled was totally riddled with regretful tears which hid all the lies of those years
The cutlery carefully placed where she trembled was tarnished, the table was varnished, it was scratched
The cafe was tiny, the couple near by me complained of the closeness of everybody, but we were never that close

Coffee conversation in every railway station, an off the track location on the move
She clicks her cup and saucer in time with the espresso which rushed her from this mess
Over the hill, far away from this horribly sad cafe
And from me and the coffee

Copyright Jan Hallett 1999

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