adorable was a great UK indie rock band.
They formed around 1991
and made a handful of singles
and two excellent albums,
"Against Perferfection"and "Fake".

The band was dropped from their label,
Creation Records in 1994 soon afterwards
the band imploded.

What they left in their wake is two albums,
seven singles, plus numerous B-sides.

this site pays homage to their musical work.

enjoy


Daniel


P.S: If you have more adorable stuff,
please let me know and I will post it.


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"We never did get to set the world alight,
but we got as far as striking the match."
PETE FIJALKOWSKI

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ADORABLE :



Piotr Fijalkowski--Vocals and guitar
Robert Dillam--Guitar
Steven 'Wil' Williams-- Bass
Kevin Gritton--Drums



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LINKS

http://www.musicsaves.org/adorable/
http://www.myspace.com/adorablecreation http://www.myspace.com/favouritefallenidol

http://www.petefijalkowski.co.uk/
http://www.myspace.com/robertexadorable

http://www.myspace.com/creationrecords
http://www.creation-records.com/

http://sendmedeadflowers.com/2007
/02/dead-flowers-interviews-pete-from.html

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NEWS

January 2008





Adorable announce 'Best Of' compilation

Cherry Red is proud to announce the release of the first compilation album from former Creation Records artists Adorable. Contains tracks lifted from both their albums on Creation released in the early 1990’s, along with non-album singles and hard-to-find B-sides and all seven singles released by the band. Also included is a new edit of ‘Glorious’ from the debut ‘Against Perfection’, which is exclusive to this release. All tracks included have been deleted & unavailable for several years. The included 20-page booklet with exclusive new extensive liner notes from all four band members – especially written for this release – along with photos, classic sleeve images & items from their personal archives make this to be a rather special package!

1. Sunshine Smile
2. Glorious
3. Sistine Chapel Ceiling
4. Vendetta
5. A To Fade In
6. Submarine
7. Sunburnt
8. I'll Be Your Saint
9. Manina Suitcase
10. Homeboy
11. Summerside
12. Feed Me
13. Fallenidol
14. Crash Sight
15. Cut #2
16. Kangaroo Court
17. Lettergo
18. Breathless

http://www.creation-records.com/news/index.html

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interview with PETE in april 2002




" It started with a riff,
never thought it would come to this"
(Hot Chocolate).
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1

It´s almost 10 years from now that CREATION released Adorable´s debut single " sunshine smile "
Do you still get feedback concerning you musical past?

Until I entered the wonderful & scary world of the internet, I was unaware that Adorable was still of interest to anybody.
I get quite a lot of e-mails from fans around the world, who still listen to our music.
It is a pleasant surprise that after all this time our records are still on people's stereos after all this time.
Maybe Adorable's destiny was to not be appreciated during the lifespan of the band, it worked for the Velvet Underground afterall!

2

Are you still in touch with your old band mates?
What do they think of POLAK ?

I still speak to Wil (bass) & Kevin (drums), though I've lost touch with Robert.
Post-Adorable they took stock of their lives and moved away from music, (though I think Robert guested at a few live dates with Mogwaii) something that I have as yet failed to do.
I'm not really sure what they make of Polak.

3

In this cut-throat business which the music-biz apparently is, are there any friendships that you still have from this time?

We never really hob-nobbed with either the great or the meek during our time in Adorable.
We weren't really into back-stage cameraderie with other bands, plus we lived in Coventry, away from the London-centric scene, so we didn't really have any friendships of great note at the time to carry on.
We were on chatting terms with a few bands - Suede, Slowdive, Strangelove, but not what I'd call bossom buddies!
I got to catch up with the Strangelove boys (minus Patrick) when they were playing in the band for Astrid, and mull over great & bad times together.

For some reason which I never fathomed out, The Boo Radley's absolutely hated my guts!


4

Melody Maker titled „Britain - Drugs Nation" about 2 years ago. In fact drugs and music seem to have grown up together. Have drugs played a role in your life?

I've never really been an active drug-taker (if you exclude coffee & alcohol). I did live with a half-witted dealer for a year (1990-1) which was maybe the most miserable time of my life as I had drug-paranoia, plus I spent years surrounded by drug-users, meaning that I now have a pathological hatred of Cheech & Chong.

I also find it impossible to watch 'Withnail & I' for precisely the same reason.


5

With your roots lying in Poland, did you ever feel to not fully belonging to England, where you grew up?

Yes, though the slight 'outsider' feeling I had was by no means not an unhappy one.
I don't feel particularly patriotic at sports events, and in fact quite enjoy watching England lose. 'Schadenfreude' is, I believe, the word for it.
On the flip side of the coin, I am aware that I'm not particularly Polish either - I don't speak the language & have never been there, so there has been a feeling of being 'inbetween', not really totally belonging to either culture.


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There are a lot of unsatisfied people in England who want to live a better life in the sun (i.e. Australia, Spain), have you ever taken into consideration to leave England?

I think there are unsatisfied people everywhere. It's never really been a serious thought to relocate, but in more frivolous times the idea of America & France has crossed my mind.


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Adorable’s as well as Polak’s music is mainly melancholic, with a critical and sometimes dark view of the world, would you consider yourself being a pessimist?

I'm really not sure. Lyrically a lot of the subject matter is quite dark, but I think that a lot of the music is, in contrast, quite upbeat (maybe that's self-delusion!).
I'm aware that a lot of the lyrics I write are pretty downbeat, but I think that outside of the band I'm quite cheerful.
Maybe Adorable & Polak are ways of exorcising my demons. It's cheaper than therapy.


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Any bad remarks from old ADORABLE fans concerning your new band POLAK?

One or two people weren't as keen on Polak, but I was expecting that as we're trying to do something a little different. Plus there was a 6 year gap between the last Adorable album & the first Polak one, so it's inevitable that fans tastes would change, as indeed did mine. Generally very positive and enthusiastic.



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What kind of audience turns up at POLAK gigs?
(nostalgic Adorable fans or unbiased music lovers)

A combination of both. The younger audience is unaware of my dubious musical history, as Adorable split up nearly 8 years ago. There is the occassional call for 'Homeboy' from the audience.



10

How many videos did ADORABLE shoot?
Is there a chance of putting them on this page?

We shot 6 videos - Sunshine Smile, Sunshine Smile (US), Saint, Homeboy, Sistine, Kangaroo Court.

I don't actually have copies of all of them. I'll see if I can locate them amongst the other members & then send them on to you, if everyone is ok with the idea.

11

An integral part of your stage performance was : swirling around with your mic + mic stand , strangling yourself with the microphone cord and of course balancing your guitar on your head Did you ever hurt yourself whilst performing?

I twisted my ankle in Edinburgh once falling off the stage, and had to hobble around on the set of the 'Homeboy' video that was being shot the next day.

Apart from that I can't remember anything other than a few bumps & bruises. I think both Wil & especially Robert suffered from a few mic stands in their faces in their time.

I did once meet someone who proudly announced that I had broken his nose with my guitar in Manchester. I was both shocked & appalled - shocked that I had caused someone injury, appalled that he was so cheerful that I had broken his nose (had it been anybody else he'd have been pissed off about it). Don't know about you, but if anyone broke my nose, be it David Bowie or Katherine Hepburn, I'd be pretty annoyed! Quite a few of my guitars got trashed in the course of our gigs.



12

What are these distorted voice bits in " Sistine Chapel Ceiling " saying?

"When art imitates art I'm high on the ceiling, but when art limitates art I've lost that Sistine Chapel feeling"

'Limitates' is not actually a proper English word, but i meant it in the context as something that limits.

13

How did the songwriting in ADORABLE work ?
Someone started with a riff and you jammed
around that?


"It started with a riff, never thought it would come to this" (Hot Chocolate).

A lot of the Adorable stuff was based on guitar/bass riffs that I wrote and then got jammed out in rehearsals into fully fledged songs.

Wil was also quite involved in the song-writing process, often writing the actual chords underneath the riffs, or suggesting different sections. He wrote the bass-line to 'Homeboy' which is basically the whole song & we all joined in just doing the quiet loud thing.
It took about 4 and a half minutes to write what is probably my favourite Adorable song.

At that stage we had a different guitarist called Wayne Peters, and it was with this line-up that we wrote 'Homeboy', 'I'll be Your Saint', 'Pilot', 'Sunburnt'.

He left at the start of 1991, to be replaced by Robert.

With the exception of 'I know you too well' which was written by me & Wil on a 4-track in my flat, I don't think we ever really sat down and had a 'proper' song-writing session.

14


Don´t you think Robert Dillam´s trousers always
were a bit too tight and short?

Yes. But I'm hardly any kind of style guru to be handing out fashion tips.

15

The man in black on the homeboy sleeve :
is it you or Wil ?
What is the concept behind that image ?



It was Wil dressed up. As part of the photo session we had him dressed up as a bride as well in full wedding dress, and we were going to photo montage him together as a happy couple, but it didn't look too good, so we just went with the groom by himself. The design was based losely on a film poster for Jean-Luc Godard's 'A Bout De Souffle' ('Breathless'). 'Sistine' cover (starring Kevin, with Robert hiding behind a newspaper) was based on an old 'Cahiers Du Cinema' magazine cover (french 1960's film criticism journal). Kevin is also on the back of 'Vendetta', It was originally going to be the artwork for 'Road Movie' that was going to be released as a single pre-Kangaroo Court.


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the demos for " boy-king " , "cabaret" , " someone like you " and for "FAKE":
was it the band who put them in circulation?

It wasn't the band who put these into circulation, unless Robert passed them onto somebody. I don't really like those 3 songs you mention, though I haven't listened to them for a very long time.

17

"sense and nonsense" ( b-side of VENDETTA 7 " ) sounds darker and rougher then the other songs on FAKE . was it a new song or a number you had up in your sleeve ?
at the end of the song , the music fades back in and a sort of mantra-like outro comes up . any sort of symbolism or just an idea that fitted well?


I no longer have a working turntable, so I haven't heard it for years, and don't remember it that well. It was a song that we demo-ed and we thought was ok enough to do as a b-side. I wasn't that keen on it, though Alan Mcghee really liked it & thought it should be a single! hmmm....well he wasn't well at the time! . The ending was just us trying to experiment. Sometimes b-sides gives you that freedom.

Does the track end with a crappily recorded piano?

I did like that, but that's maybe all I liked about it Post-'Fake' we did record 2 film-soundtracky type numbers for an idea of an instrumental album we were mulling over, but the band split before we got any further with that idea

14

what are you up to now?
what are your future plans for POLAK?

I now run a second-hand book business both in the real & virtual world.

Polak are due to release our 2nd studio album in July, with a single out a bit before.

After that - who knows?

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DISCOGRAPHY

against perfection




CD: March 1993 UK
(Creation; CRECD 138 P) [promo; slim line]#
CD: March 1993 UK (Creation; CRECD 138)
CD: May 1993 US (SBK; 81416-2)@
CD: March 1993 JP (Creation; COCY 75337)%
MC: March 1993 UK (Creation; )
MC: May 1993 US (SBK; 81416-4)@
LP: March 1993 UK (Creation; CRELP 138)

# Comes with no sleeve, just a sticker.
@ Bonus tracks on US CD and cassette.
Sunshine Smile comes before Glorious.
% Bonus tracks on Japanese CD.
Also comes with lyrics.

4:17 Glorious
2:38 Favourite Fallen Idol
4:50 A To Fade In
3:39 I Know You Too Well
4:28 Homeboy
3:32 Sistine Chapel Ceiling
4:42 Cut #2
4:00 Crash Sight
2:35 Still Life
5:17 Breathless

5:02 Sunshine Smile@%
3:32 I'll Be Your Saint@%
2:48 Summerside%

fake



CD: September 1994 UK (Creation; CRECD 165)
CD: September 1994 UK (Creation; CRECDP 165) [promo]# CD: December 1994 JP (Epic/Sony/Creation; ESCA 6015)@ MC: September 1994 UK (Creation; )
LP: September 1994 UK (Creation; CRELP 165)

3.29 Feed Me
4.08 Vendetta
4.47 Man In A Suitcase
4.28 Submarine
3.58 Lettergo
3.27 Kangaroo Court
3.36 Radio Days
4.32 Go Easy On Her
4.16 Road Movie
4.49 Have You Seen The Light 4:51 Dinosaur #3@
4:29 This House Is Rotten@




7": September 1994 UK (Creation; CREFRE 165)% -:-- Vendetta (World Cup Karaoke Mix)
-:-- Man In A Suitcase (Mr. Gritton Has Left The Building Mix)
# No insert for the promo.

The CD is black. @ Bonus tracks only available on the Japanese version.

Please note that Dinosaur #3 is DIFFERENT than the version on the Kangaroo Court single.
There are four drum stick clicks at the beginning, and some added echoed sounds at the end.
CD also comes with lyrics.

% Bonus single packaged with the first 2000 copies of Fake LP, denoted by a small black sticker saying
"Includes Free Limited Edition 7 Inch Vinyl".
Includes remixes of the two songs listed above.
Comes in a white sleeve.
Of note is the fact that the song titles on the label are switched.

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SINGLES

SUNSHINE SMILE




single 12": December 1991 UK

(no label; no catalog #) [white-label promo]@
5:11 Sunshine Smile
3:34 I'll Be Your Saint
5:17 Breathless 7":

April 1992 UK (Creation; CRE 127)
5:03 Sunshine Smile
4:49 A To Fade In 12":
April 1992 UK (Creation; CRE127TP) [promo] 12": April 1992 UK (Creation; CRE 127T) MC:
April 1992 UK (Creation; ) CDS: April 1992 UK (Creation; CRESCD 127) [slim line]#

5:03 Sunshine Smile
4:49 A To Fade In
3:10 Sunburnt 7": 1993 US (SBK; nr-50444)%
5:02 Sunshine Smile
3:41 Pilot CDS: 1993 US (SBK; k2-19780) [slim line]%
5:02 Sunshine Smile
3:41 Pilot
4:29 Obssessively Yours

@ This "demo" was produced (and financed) by Pat Collier, under the tongue-in-cheek label "name" of Money To Burn.
Only 800 copies of these were pressed. All songs different from their Creation counterparts, except that the guitars in Breathless are the exactly the same. (!!!) # Some of these CD singles were issued in the US to record stores with a round fuschia-colored sticker denoting "for in-store play only...
adorable 'against perfection' in-store May 4".
I guess they'd be considered "unofficial" promos. % Cover is different from the UK version. The UK version has a picture of a person with a crown (Jean d'Arc), with a french dictionary's definitions of "adorable" in the background. The US version is a close up of the face, with an inverted color scheme, making it look like a negative. Some copies have a black oval sticker with US tour dates. These were released only to radio stations, but there is nothing on either of them to signify that.

I'LL BE YOUR SAINT




single 7": July 13, 1992 UK
(Creation; CRE 133)

3:32 I'll Be Your Saint
2:48 Summerside 12": 1992 UK (Creation; CRE 133 TP) [promo] 12": July 13, 1992 UK (Creation; CRE 133T) CDS: July 13, 1992 UK (Creation; CRESCD 133) [slim line]
3:32 I'll Be Your Saint
3:51 Self-Imperfectionist
2:48 Summerside

HOMEBOY

single 7": October 26, 1992 UK
(Creation; CRE 140)

4:31 Homeboy
3:58 Contented Eye

12": 1992 UK (Creationl CRE140TP)
[promo] 12": October 26, 1992 UK
(Creation; CRE 140T) CDS:
October 26, 1992 UK
(Creation; CRESCD 140) [slim line]

4:31 Homeboy
3:45 Pilot
3:58 Contented Eye

SISTINE CHAPEL CEILING

single - 12": January 1993 UK
(Creation; CRE 153T)

CDS: January 1993 UK
(Creation; CRESD153P) [promo; slim line]
# CDS: January 1993 UK
(Creation; CRESCD 153) [slim line]

3:32 Sistine Chapel Ceiling
4:24 Everything's Fine
4:04 Seasick Martyr
4:32 Obssessively Yours

# The promo CD itself is a plain red with
"Promotional Copy Only" along the top.

FAVOURITE FALLEN IDOL




single - 12": April 12, 1993 UK
(Creation; CRE 159T)

CDS: April 12, 1993 UK
(Creation; CRESCD 159P)#
CDS: April 12, 1993 UK
(Creation; CRESCD 159) [slim line]

2:38 Favourite Fallen Idol
4:21 Mirror Love
4:20 Cool Front 23-6

# The promo CD has the same insert as the regular single, but the disc is GREEN, with a larger Adorable logo, and no picture of the hand. "Promotional copy only" is on there, too.

KANGAROO COURT




single 12": 1994 UK (Creation; )
[promo] 12": 1994 UK

(Creation; CRE 172T)
CDS: 1994 UK (Creation; CRESCD 172P) [promo] CDS: 1994 UK (Creation; CRESCD 172) [slim line]

3:34 Kangaroo Court
4:44 Dinosaur #3
4:08 Ballroom

VENDETTA



single 7": 1994 UK
(Creation; CRE 177)

4:08 Vendetta
4:55 Sense And Nonsense@

12": 1994 UK
(Creation; CRE 177TP-A)# [promo] 4:08 Vendetta CDS: 1994 UK (Creation; CRESCD 177) [slim line] CDS: 1994 UK (Creation; CRESCDP 177) [promo;
slim line]
4:08 Vendetta
2:11 The Floating Game
4:29 This House Is Rotten

@ Rare song ONLY available on this format. # One sided promo.

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CREDITS

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Discography put together by :

The Wandering Minstrel (pumph@onix.com)

COUNTRY CODES:
UK - United Kingdom
US - United States
JP - Japan

FORMAT CODES:

7" - 7" vinyl record
12" - 12" vinyl record
CDS - CD single
CD - Full-length compact disc
MC - Cassette LP - Full-length vinyl record

ABBREVIATIONS:
promo - for promotional use only slim line - slimline case normally used for CD singles

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:DEMO CASSETTE [PRE-SIGNING] (??.??)
Sold at shows. Tracks unknown.

FANCLUB CASSETTE [1993] (??.??)
Only 500 made
a) Summerside (?.??)
b) Homeboy (?.??)
Produced by Adorable. Engineered by Andy Faulkner.

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SUNSHINE SMILE [Summer 1991] (??.??)
12” Money to Waste Records - 800 white label copies
a) Sunshine Smile (?.??)
b) I'll Be Your Saint (?.??)
c) Breathless (?.??)
Produced by Pat Collier.

SUNSHINE SMILE EP
[April 1992] (13.30) CRE 127T -
12” / CRESCD 127 - CD5
a) Sunshine Smile (5.03)
b) A To Fade In (4.49)
c) Sunburnt (3:10)
Produced by Pat Collier. Engineered by Simon Lennon. Sleeve by Designland. Cover photo by Artificial Eye.

I’LL BE YOUR SAINT EP
[July 1992] (10.17) CRE 133T - 12” / CRESCD 133 - CD5
a) I'll Be Your Saint (3.34)
b) Self-Imperfectionist (3.52)
c) Summerside (2.49)
Produced by Pat Collier. Engineered by Scott Grant. Sleeve by Designland.
Cover photo by Andy Wilsher.

HOMEBOY EP
[October 1992] (12.22) CRE 140T - 12” / CRESCD 140 - CD5 a) Homeboy (4.32)
b) Pilot (3.49)
c) Contented Eye (3.59)
Track a) Produced by Alan Moulder. Track b, c) Produced by Adorable.
Engineered by Guy Fixsen & Marcus Lindsay. Sleeve by Designland. Cover photo by Andy Willsher.

SISTINE CHAPEL CEILING EP [January 1993] (16.41) CRE 153T - 12” / CRESCD 153 - CD5 a) Sistine Chapel Ceiling (3.34) b) Everything's Fine (4.26)
c) Seasick Martyr (4.06)
d) Obsessively Yours (4.33) Produced by Pat Collier. Engineered by Corin Pennington. Sleeve by Mark Bown. Cover photo by Andy Willsher.

FAVOURITE FALLEN IDOL EP [April 1993] (11.27) CRE 159T - 12” / CRESCD 159 - CD5
a) Favourite Fallen Idol (2.41)
b) Mirror-Love (4.23)
c) Cool Front 23-6 (4.21)
Track a) Produced by Pat Collier. Engineered by Finn Steele. Track b, c) Produced by Adorable. Engineered by Andy Faulkner. Sleeve by Marc Bown. Cover photo by Tom Laurie.

AGAINST PERFECTION CD [March 1993] (40.15) CRELP 138 - LP / CRECD 138 - CD
a) Glorious (4.17)
b) Favourite Fallen Idol (2.41)
c) A To Fade In (4.50)
d) I Know You Too Well (3.41)
e) Homeboy (4.30)
f) Sistine Chapel Ceiling (3.34) g) Cut #2 (4.43)
h) Crash Sight (4.02)
i) Still Life (2.37)
j) Breathless (5.18)
Produced by Pat Collier. Engineered by Corin Pennington & Finn Steele.
Track e) Produced by Alan Moulder. Track d) Keyboards by Nick Muir. Sleeve Design by Mark Bown. Cover photo by Louise Rhodes.

IN A FIELD OF THEIR OWN V2 [September 1993] (3.45) Greenpeace GLASTON 2DCD Live at Glastonbury June 26, 1993 A) Sistene Chapel Ceiling (3.45)

KANGAROO COURT EP [April 1994] (12.32) CRE172T - 12” / CRESCD 172 - CD5
a) Kangaroo Court (3.34)
b) Dinosaur #3 (4.44)
c) Ballroom (4.08) Track

a) Produced by Paul Corkert.
Engineered by Julian Wither & Chris Howles.
Tracks b, c) Produced by Michael Brennan Jr.
Mixed by Paul Corkett.
Sleeve by Marc Bown.
Cover photo by Andy Wilsher.

FAKE CD [September 1994] (41.43)
CRELP 165 - LP / CRECD 165 - CD

a) Feed Me (3.29)
b) Vendetta (4.08)
c) Man In a Suitcase (4.47)
d) Submarine (4.28)
e) Lettergo (3.58)
f) Kangaroo Court (3.27)
g) Radio Days (3.36)
h) Go Easy On Her (4.32)
i) Road Movie (4.16)
j) Have You Seen the Light (4.49)

Produced by Paul Corkett.
Engineered by Chris Howles & Julian Withers.
Track e, i) Produced by Pat Collier.
Sleeve by Marc Bown.
Cover art/photo by Krzys Fijalkowski.

VENDETTA EP
[September 1994] (10.56) CRE177T - 12” /
CRESCD 177 - CD5
a) Vendetta (4.08)
b) The Floating Game (2.11)
c) This House is Rotten (4.29)

Tracks a, c) Produced by Paul Corkett.
Engineered by Chris Howles.
Track b) Produced by Adorable.
Engineered by Andy Faulkner.
Sleeve by Marc Bown.
Cover photo by Krzys Fijalkowski.

VENDETTA 7”
[September 1994] (4.55) CRE177 -
7” b) Sense and Nonsense (4.55)
Sleeve by Marc Bown.
Cover photo by Krzys Fijalkowski.

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against perfection




4:17 Glorious
2:38 Favourite Fallen Idol
4:50 A To Fade In
3:39 I Know You Too Well
4:28 Homeboy
3:32 Sistine Chapel Ceiling
4:42 Cut #2
4:00 Crash Sight
2:35 Still Life
5:17 Breathless

5:02 Sunshine Smile
3:32 I'll Be Your Saint
2:48 Summerside


fake




3.29 Feed Me
4.08 Vendetta
4.47 Man In A Suitcase
4.28 Submarine
3.58 Lettergo
3.27 Kangaroo Court
3.36 Radio Days
4.32 Go Easy On Her
4.16 Road Movie
4.49 Have You Seen The Light

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SINGLES / B-SIDES

Sunshine Smile /
A to fade in / sunburnt

I´ll be your saint /
self-imperfectionist / summerside

Homeboy /
pilot / contented eye

Sistine Chapel Ceiling
Everything´s fine /
seasickmartyr / obsessively yours

Favourite Fallen Idol
mirror love / cool front 23-6

Kangaroo Court
Dinosaur #3 / ballroom

Vendetta /
Floating game / this house is rotten

against perfection




4:17 Glorious
2:38 Favourite Fallen Idol
4:50 A To Fade In
3:39 I Know You Too Well
4:28 Homeboy
3:32 Sistine Chapel Ceiling
4:42 Cut #2
4:00 Crash Sight
2:35 Still Life
5:17 Breathless

5:02 Sunshine Smile
3:32 I'll Be Your Saint
2:48 Summerside

Glorious

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And then I awoke from a dream
I didn't really want to
And then I heard your tiresome scream
I really don't need this
And then you said,
"Where's the sun?"
Well, are you really so stupid
And I don't need you or anyone

Oh this feeling is glorious

I've got hope and hate
And I'm feeling kind of great
Kind of great

And now I stand here, just as before
Only maybe more so
And you said you know the score
Well I don't want to know
And there's a whole world outside
That I didn't know about,
I don't need it
I don't want you to share your knowledge out
And the feeling's called glorious

I've got hope and hate
And I'm feeling kind of great
Kind of great
It's glorious


Favourite Fallen Idol

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When I fail, I want to fail completely
And when I fall, I want to do it neatly
Travelling side by side
All due haste to my demise Flickering in firelight
I'm gonna burn like Joan tonight

Oh, this is the angel's sound With wingtips singed
You're surely heaven bound

I'm only falling now just to entertain you I'm only failing here, because there's little else to do

Underwater, coming up for air Wallow in self-pity and despair Well, I haven't got a care
I've gotta do my hair
I've gotta do my hair

Oh, this is the angel's sound With wingtips singed
You're surely heaven bound
Oh, your fallen idol
Oh, you're my favorite fallen idol
I'm only falling to entertain you I'm only falling just to entertain you
I'm only falling just to entertain you
Pretend Pretence Pretend Pretend


A To Fade In
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I remember walking home
with my father from the station
Hand in hand, and all alone
in silent frustration

And the words he said to me
just drifted away in the wind
Like this memory,
like the photographs in my father's house

I don't want to be faded skin
I don't want to fade out
I want to fade in
I want to fade in

Can you see me?
I can't see myself
Can you hear me?
I can hardly hear myself

And I don't want to be
a faded memory
All I want is to be me

I don't want to be faded skin
I don't want to fade out
I want to fade in
I want to fade in


I Know You Too Well
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I heard you
saying the same words that I said
I saw you reading the same book that I've read
I heard you singing a song that I wrote myself

I know you too well

I know you only too well
I know you only too well

Mirror faced,
tiresome and restless,
two extremes
Finite eyes, why follow me?

I know you better than I know myself
I know you too well I know you only too well
I know you only too well
I know you only too well
I know you only too well

This is not your voice
This is not your voice
This is not your voice

And this is not you



Homeboy
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I'm tripping into the back of my mind
And your words like angels crash inside
And a word and a movement and a touch
And a word and a movement and it's all too much
It's all too much
I never understood what it meant to be
I never understood what it meant to be
misunderstood

And even if I did, I don't think I'd care less
And even if I did, I don't think I'd care less

You're so beautiful

You're so beautiful

You're so beautiful

I want to drown beneath the waves

I want to dig myself a shallow grave
And hold you up for all to see
I want to cut you up,
I want to watch you bleed,
ever so slowly

You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful

I can't follow
what I don't believe in
I can't follow what
I don't believe in

And that's why there's nothing left of me

'Cause I don't believe in you

You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful

Doo-doo-doo-doo,
you're my homeboy,
you're my homeboy

Doo-doo-doo-doo,
you're my homeboy,
you're my homeboy

Beautiful
Oh god, you're so beautiful



Sistine Chapel Ceiling
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I took a breath onto a canvas
I could not have cared less
About the words spilling out of my mouth
in blue and green

It was the nicest sound
I'd ever seen
To come stumbling out of my frozen mouth

Sitting in a corner
Smoking a half-drug cigarette Sitting in a corner
My half-imagined statuette

And with my hand
upon my heart
I'll say that she's perfect
And with my hand
upon my heart
I'll say that she worth it
And we all go...

Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going up, up (Oh, (???)
coming on the ceiling Oh, (???)

Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the
Sistine Chapel ceiling,
I'm up


Cut #2
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Why did you say
That one line that I just so hate?
If only those three words
If only they could just dissipate
Said without meaning
You said half asleep
Said without feeling
You really cut so deep
You really cut into me
You really cut into,
you really cut in

Hold on a while
Maybe your heart will follow your mouth
Hold on a while
Maybe you'll feel what came slipping out
Said without meaning S
aid half asleep S
aid without feeling
You really cut so deep
You really cut into me
You really cut into,
you really cut in
Cut into me,
cut right through me
Cut into me, cut right through
Cut into me, cut right through me
Cut into me, cut right through

I never thought that you knew me I never thought that you knew me I never thought that you knew me I never thought that you, you Oh, you cut Oh, you cut Oh, you cut, you cut, you cut


Crash Sight
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Here I stand all alone
My shaking hands are all I own
And your star-struck lips
They just reminded me
of what I've missed
What I've kissed

Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you shine to view
Shiver when you come crashing through
Shiver at, shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you come shining

This is the only way out,
this is the only way to go
This is the only way out,
this is the only way I know
I know

Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you shine to view
Shiver when you come crashing through
Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you come shining through
Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you come...

Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you come crashing through
Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you come shining through
Shiver at the sight of you
Shiver when you come crashing through


Still Life
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He was born without a sigh
And she left without a fight
This is not God, it's just the way things are

Be still,
my still-born brother
And be still,
my still-born lover
And be still

He was buried without a name
She buried love very much the same
This is not love, it's just the way things are

Be still,
my still-born lover
And be still,
my still-born brother
And be still,
my still-born lover
And be still
And be still

Breathless
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My eager eyes
came stumbling down
Over this
pristine view

My second-rate poetry
Just is not enough
to describe you

I'm scrambling 'round the floor
Looking for some fresh metaphor
All the words to describe this just do not exist

I feel better than ever before

I'm breathless and speechless
But still, there is so much to say
In words with one syllable

I love you

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fake




3.29 Feed Me
4.08 Vendetta
4.47 Man In A Suitcase
4.28 Submarine
3.58 Lettergo
3.27 Kangaroo Court
3.36 Radio Days
4.32 Go Easy On Her
4.16 Road Movie
4.49 Have You Seen The Light 4:51 Dinosaur #3
4:29 This House Is Rotten

Feed Me
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With eyes like milk,
half-drunk now by my greed
She cuts like silk,
into this fantasy
She calls ever so, ever so, ever so calmly
She calls ever so, ever so, ever so soft
Ever so, ever so, ever so quietly
She calls ever so, ever so

She fell from grace, parachuteless
I can tell by her face
that I don't think she could care less
She falls ever so, ever so, ever so calmly
She falls ever so, ever so, ever so soft
Ever so, ever so, ever so quietly
She falls ever so, ever so soft

Feed me,
'cause I need you to
Need me,
and I will bleed for you

She calls ever so, ever so, ever so calmly
She calls ever so, ever so, ever so soft
She falls ever so, ever so, ever so calmly
Ever so

Feed me, 'cause I need you to
Need me, and I will bleed for you
She falls ever so, ever so, ever so calmly
She falls ever so, ever so, ever so soft
She falls ever so, ever so, ever so quietly
She falls ever so, ever so

Stop




Vendetta
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Well, I'm upside down and back to front
I really don't know where I'm coming from
I feel love has got the better of me
I've got stars in my eyes,
scars in my mind
Sometimes, well, I'm star-blind Okay, maybe all the time
I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually
And then we'll be free

I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually And then we'll be free
For the next time

I'm wrong way around and split right through
I really don't know where I'm going to
I want to go
down in history

I'm uncertain but one thing's for certainty
You're going to use these words against me
You may put it down to your vanity

I'm gonna come back soon in another life I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife So casually
And then we'll be free

I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually
And then we'll be free
For the next time
I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually And then we'll be free
I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife

So casually
And then we'll be free
For the next time

Man In A Suitcase
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A portrait of a life
Wrapped up in decayed paper tales
Telling half-truths and lies
Cigarettes, bourbon, and betrayal

He took a room with a view
Of the perpetual railway station
He'll leave in a week or two
Unearthed a few truths and a host of frustrations

Oh, he's our man
Oh, he's our man
In a suitcase

Oh, in a suitcase

A bottle of forgotten time
And a diary half remembered
Ringed photo of a ticket up-line
A drunken letter written mid-September
With autumn in his face
Like the battered book,
he doesn't understand

Wearing his suitcase
Like a lover's ring on his left hand

Oh, he's our man
Oh, he's our man
In a suitcase
Oh, in a suitcase

He's moving on now

Submarine
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I'd like to be alone
Away from your port of stone
But your lighthouse is calling out
You, coming up for air
Have locked on to my distressed flare
Run aground, all hands going down
You are like a submarine
Gliding under me
And you hounded me out,
you hounded me down

Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me like the harbour lights
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me
Though your submarine
is out of sight
Still you're haunting me like the harbour lights
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me

I could not lose you
Even if I choose to
Hear your sonar call,
under my hull
You are like a submarine
Tracking onto me
And you hounding me out,
you're hounding me down

Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me like the harbour lights
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me like the harbour lights
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me like the harbour lights
Though your submarine is out of sight
Still you're haunting me

Lettergo
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In a room painted beige and blue
Some fifty-odd years ago
I'm lying here, recalling
Holding her tight at a fairground show
She blessed me with fire and candyfloss
And her sweet-salted lips
It never tasted like this
It never tasted like this

In a hollow tree of childhood games
Of hopes and promises missed
She promised me things I never could understand
It was a pleasure and a privilege
Then as it is now It was a pleasure and a privilege
But I'll guess you'll never know

On a visit on a whim
There was nobody home
Save an old lady
That didn't speak my language

So my scrawled note
Stayed in my tatty hand
"It was a pleasure It was a privilege"

Too many letters don't get sent
Too many letters don't get read
There's too many letters that don't get sent
There's too many letters
Too many letters don't get sent
Too many letters don't get read
There's too many letters under my bed
There's too many letters
Too many letters don't get sent
Too many letters don't get read
There's too many letters that don't get sent
There's too many letters

Kangaroo Court
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I know I'm losing my appeal
'Cause I was hung, drawn and quartered
before my trial
And every single thing that's not real
Was put before the jury
without the privilege of denial

Every single word that I said
Was written down and then misread
Now I find myself alone
I'm accused of being someone
that I do not even know

You, you are my kangaroo court
I, I am your kangaroo
You, you are my kangaroo court
And I, I'm just your kangaroo

Your kangaroo
Your kangaroo
Jump to it
You, you are my kangaroo court
I, I'm just your petty little kangaroo

Please catch me darling

Kangaroo court
Your kangaroo
I'm your kangaroo
Your kangaroo
I'm your kangaroo
Your kangaroo

Radio Days
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Foot down and drive to the sun
It's raining hard and the radio's on
All I want is what's due to me
Such arrogance, such flippancy
A father-figure slipped a gun in my hand
Saying, "Aim high but don't aim for the sun, son."
Blinded by my own beauty
Of course I did,
but then that's my prerogative

If it's all the same to you
I'm gonna do what I want to do
I'm gonna crash my car My way

If it's all the same to you
I'm gonna do what I want to do
I'm gonna crash my car To my tune

Radio plays remember me
Remember me, and then dismember me

Save all your thoughts and your dreams
Just to buy a memory
I remember when I was small
With a mother-figure standing in the hall
With her blooded kitchen knife,
and her blooded kitchen words She said,
"I've seen the light, and it sure isn't pretty."

If it's all the same to you
I'm gonna do what I want to do
I'm gonna crash my car My way
If it's all the same to you
I'm gonna do what I want to do
I'm gonna crash my car To my tune

Go Easy On Her

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Go easy on her
She's not everything that she could have been
Go easy on her
She's not everything that she wanted to be
All the papers taunt her constantly
And all these stupid songs haunt her like a memory

And you've followed her 'round
With your cameras and your grubby hands
And you've followed her down
Just to watch her crash land
And you've followed her 'round
With your pens and your poison hands
And you've followed her down
Just to watch her crash land

Go easy on her
She's didn't do everything that she wanted to
Go easy on her
She's done more than you'll ever do
All her crime was that she aimed just a little bit too high
All her crime was that she failed

And you've followed her 'round
With your cameras and your grubby hands
And you've followed her down
Just to watch her crash land
And you've followed her 'round
With your pens and your poisoned hands
And you've followed her down
Just to watch her crash land
And you've followed her 'round
With your cameras and your grubby hands
And you've followed her down
Just to watch her crash land
And you've followed her 'round
With your pens and your poison hands
And you've followed her down
Just to watch her
Just to watch her
Just to watch her

Road Movie

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I've been trying so long to get you out of mind
I've been trying so hard to get you out of my eyes
I've been drinking your words every night
I've been drinking my dreams
dry

I've spent sixteen months trying to forget you
Then a black-and-white film plays in my mind
Where we broke for the border in an open-top sportscar
And married, in a town much like mine
And we promised ourselves such implausible things
Told each other our impossible dreams
And you know
Love is easy in my movie show

Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I want to forget you

Then I flashback
Flashback to a time of stolen memories

We are tied by our lies,
we are tied by history

And so we're handcuffed together, like it or not
And drinking our dreams is all that we've got
And the barman just smiles
Oh god, he's seen it all before

Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I can never forget you
I can never forget
I spent sixteen months trying to forget you

Then a black-and-white film plays in my mind
Where we broke for the border in an open-top sportscar
And married, in a town much like mine
And so we're handcuffed together, like it or not And drinking our dreams is all that we've got
And the barman just smiles
Oh god, he's seen it all before Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I can never forget you

Have You Seen The Light

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Half-blind, but knowing no better
Flicker in her moth-light
As she wrote in her loveless love letter
"These are the best days of our lives."

Have you seen the light shine through her eyes?
Have you seen the light shine through her eyes?
She's wants to burn your lights out
She's gonna burn your lights
down In a diary of days now blanked and lost
Within her perfect frown
On a hillside of mercy, counting the cost As I watch my hometown burn down

Have you seen the light shine through her eyes?
Have you seen the light shine through her eyes?
She's gonna burn your lights out She's gonna put your lights pretty low

Fake

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SINGLES

Sunshine Smile




And then she smiled
Just for fraction of a little while
And everything was warm again inside
She's got a sunshine smile
The kind that warms up the corners
of my cold room

She's got a sunshine smile
The kind that makes you forget again

Sunshine smile
Sunshine smile
Sunshine smile
Sunshine smile

And then she said
"If I'm going to be someone else
I'd rather be somebody else with you"
That's exactly how I felt to her
How does it feel?
The way I feel Doesn't feel quite real
How does it feel to feel?

She's got a sunshine smile
The kind that warms up the corners
of my cold room
She's got a sunshine smile
The kind that makes you forget again

Sunshine smile
Sunshine smile
Sunshine smile
Sunshine smile

And then she said
"If I'm going to be someone else
I'd rather be somebody else with you"
That's exactly how I felt,
uh-huh
How does it feel to feel?

And for that one short while
It was as if she'd only just learned how to smile

A to Fade in
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I remember walking home
with my father from the station
Hand in hand, and all alone
in silent frustration

And the words he said to me
just drifted away in the wind
Like this memory,
like the photographs in my father's house

I don't want to be faded skin
I don't want to fade out
I want to fade in
I want to fade in

Can you see me?
I can't see myself
Can you hear me?
I can hardly hear myself

And I don't want to be
a faded memory
All I want is to be me

I don't want to be faded skin
I don't want to fade out
I want to fade in
I want to fade in

I'll Be Your Saint

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I'll Be Your Saint

I'll be your saint
I'll wear a halo
And I'll perform miracles
If you want me to stoop that low

I'll be a saint
I'll be a saint
I'll be your saint
I'll be your saint
I'll be your word,
I'll be your life,
I'll be your heart,
I'll be your lights
I will be I'll be word,
I'll be love,
I'll be heart,
I'll be your god
I'll be anything you want
I'll be anything you want

Let me sink my eyes
Down into your holy mine
And come and lay me down Down,
down with your cross to bear

I'll be your saint
I'll be your sinner
I'll be your saint
I'll be your saint
I'll be your word,
I'll be your life,
I'll be your heart,
I'll be your lights
I will be I'll be word,
I'll be love,
I'll be heart,
I'll be your god
I'll be anything you want
I'll be anything you want
I'll be your word,
I'll be your life,
I'll be your heart,
I'll be your lights
I will be I'll be word,
I'll be love,
I'll be heart,
I'll be your god
I'll be anything you want
I'll be anything that you want

Self-Imperfectionist

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Then I spoke, not out of turn
But more out of hope
that he would learn
My feelings for you
But my failing to

I didn't want to
I didn't need to
I didn't have to
I didn't mean to

But being human is just no excuse
For my hideous abuse of your love
Of your love I want to (???)
you So very much
But you don't hold that trust
You don't believe in us

I didn't want to
I didn't need to
I didn't have to
I didn't mean to
But being human
is just no excuse
For my hideous abuse of your love
Of your love

I know I'm imperfect
I'm not just saying it for the fact
I don't want to sacrifice the only thing
I've cared for in my life

Forgive me

Summerside

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She lay by the window
all summer
Waiting silently for her lover
She said,
"I've touched the stars"
And she had the scars
to prove it
What she didn't realize
Was with reluctance
in his eyes, she'd lose it

It's gonna be another hot summer
Stripping the love from one another
Until the leaves float down
With a slowly embrace

Lying in her crumpled bed
Her lips dripping red
It's gonna be another long summer
Stripping the love from one another
Cutting the love from one another
Killing the love from one another
One another
One another
One another
One another

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Homeboy

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I'm tripping into the back of my mind
And your words like angels crash inside
And a word and a movement and a touch
And a word and a movement and it's all too much
It's all too much
I never understood what it meant to be
I never understood what it meant to be
misunderstood

And even if I did, I don't think I'd care less
And even if I did, I don't think I'd care less

You're so beautiful

You're so beautiful

You're so beautiful

I want to drown beneath the waves
I want to dig myself a shallow grave
And hold you up for all to see
I want to cut you up,
I want to watch you bleed,
ever so slowly

You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful

I can't follow
what I don't believe in
I can't follow what
I don't believe in

And that's why there's nothing left of me
'Cause I don't believe in you

You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful
You're so beautiful

Doo-doo-doo-doo,
you're my homeboy,
you're my homeboy

Doo-doo-doo-doo,
you're my homeboy,
you're my homeboy

Beautiful
Oh god, you're so beautiful

Pilot

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At the wheel of a car
At the wheel of a heart
I gotta keep it on the road now
I gotta keep it on the go now
I'm at the front of a train
I gotta keep it on the track
I'm in the cockpit of a plane
I can't keep it up,
I can't keep this love up

I am the pilot of this love
I am the pilot of this love
I am the pilot of this love
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, let's pilot (up? on?)

Contented Eye

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You're not perfect within my eye
You're no angel, but neither am I
I'm not looking for your love
Well, not to speak of

I don't want to put the world on your shoulders
I just want to hold you,
to hold you,
to hold you

Sistine Chapel Ceiling

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I took a breath onto a canvas
I could not have cared less
About the words spilling out of my mouth
in blue and green

It was the nicest sound
I'd ever seen
To come stumbling out
of my frozen mouth

Sitting in a corner
Smoking a half-drug cigarette
Sitting in a corner
My half-imagined statuette

And with my hand
upon my heart
I'll say that she's perfect
And with my hand
upon my heart
I'll say that she worth it
And we all go...

Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going up, up (Oh, (???)
coming on the ceiling Oh, (???)

Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the ceiling,
I'm going Up on the
Sistine Chapel ceiling,
I'm up

Everything's Fine

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You took him down to the coast
Just to get away
There they sat within the dunes
Not knowing what to say
You told him, well maybe lied
Mother's gone away for a while too
And she told me to say
That she still loves you

And everything's fine

Everything's fine
Everything's fine

He turned to hide his eyes
From the eyes of memory
Remembered kiss of sea-salt lips
Tied up in history

And when you held him
just as he had held her
He whispered
"I need you"
And looking skywards he lied

"Everything's fine"

Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine

Fine Fine Fine

Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine

In the boy's face,
he saw his own
Blood, eyes, and arms outstretched
Hand in hand, within wet sand
They slept
Down to the beach,
down to the sea
The wind, the rain and he
And everything is
gonna
be
just
fine

Everything's fine
Fine Everything's fine
Fine Fine Fine
'Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine
Everything's fine

Seasick Martyr

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Well the ship's in the harbor
Harbor no fear
With the words of her father
Ringing in her ears
She's sunshine and seasick
And the salt water taste
And the waves on the beach heads
Laughing around her face

And her uncle said
That the snow came too soon
It hardly ever happens here
And least of all in June

The seagulls above
The crumbling pier
And she never knew love
But she knew how to disappear

Isn't the sun far away?
And isn't the sea cold today?
And isn't the sun far away?
And don't you just wish you could drift away?

And her uncle said
That the snow came too soon
It hardly ever happens here
And least of all in June

When she saw the snow
She knew it was a sign from the man in the know
Oh god, let her go
Oh god, let her go
Oh god, let her go
Oh god! Let her go!
Let her go! Let her! Go!

Obsessively Yours

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Everyone says love is lean these days
And everyone pays for their dreams in some way
I haven't got you,
or dishonorable intentions
All I hold is a photograph
of my magnificent obssession

You could purify me,
make me true-to-form
And you could defy me,
'cause you defy it all

You could beautify me,
make me beautiful
Magnificent to a fault

I dream alone I dream alone
I dream alone I dream alone,
I dream alone, I dream alone,
I sleep alone

Everyone says these days
Everyone pays in some way
Everyone says these days
Everyone pays in some way

Favourite Fallen Idol

Favourite Fallen Idol


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When I fail, I want to fail completely
And when I fall, I want to do it neatly
Travelling side by side
All due haste to my demise Flickering in firelight
I'm gonna burn like Joan tonight

Oh, this is the angel's sound
With wingtips singed
You're surely heaven bound

I'm only falling now just to entertain you
I'm only failing here, because there's little else to do

Underwater, coming up for air
Wallow in self-pity and despair
Well, I haven't got a care
I've gotta do my hair
I've gotta do my hair

Oh, this is the angel's sound
With wingtips singed
You're surely heaven bound
Oh, your fallen idol
Oh, you're my favorite fallen idol
I'm only falling to entertain you
I'm only falling just to entertain you
I'm only falling just to entertain you
Pretend
Pretence
Pretend
Pretend

Mirror Love
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Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the greatest of them all?
You only love
the ones who say it's you
Oh, own reflection
My own reflection
Is based upon mirror-affection

It's funny how you only care for
The ones who say they only care for you
At least say they do
Oh, own reflection
My affection Is based upon
your reflection

Mirror love
Mirror love
Mirror love
Mirror love

Cool Front 23-6
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I now know what everyone knows
I lost your love when I lost my clothes
In a softening bed
made of sickening blows
A suffering head now knows

You saw me fall, ever smiling
Ever trying, ever knew
You made me crawl, and you were smiling

Ever cool, ever you

My naivety,
that you first found endearing
And then blamed stupidity
Stripped by your cool, cool eyes
To this unity

You confuse me
You can use me
Touched by your cool, cool, hands
So impassionately

'Cause you are cruel
I don't mean that in a cool way
And you are cruel
In your cool way
And you are cruel
In such a cruel way
You are cruel
I don't mean that in a cool, cool way

The winter sun made up
Our dreams and cigarettes
Sleepless nights
spent speaking of
Half-past regrets

I now know what everyone seems to know
I lost your love when I lost my clothes
In a softening bed made of softening blows
A sickening head now knows

You are cruel
I don't mean that in a cool way And you are cruel In such a cool, cool way
And you are cool In such a cruel way
You are cruel
I don't mean that in a cool, cool way

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Kangaroo Court

Kangaroo Court
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I know I'm losing my appeal
'Cause I was hung, drawn and quartered
before my trial
And every single thing that's not real
Was put before the jury
without the privilege of denial

Every single word that I said
Was written down and then misread
Now I find myself alone
I'm accused of being someone
that I do not even know

You, you are my kangaroo court
I, I am your kangaroo
You, you are my kangaroo court
And I, I'm just your kangaroo

Your kangaroo
Your kangaroo

Jump to it

You, you are my kangaroo court
I, I'm just your petty little kangaroo

Please catch me darling

Kangaroo court
Your kangaroo
I'm your kangaroo
Your kangaroo
I'm your kangaroo
Your kangaroo

Dinosaur #3
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The next word is gonna end it all
You're gonna send me down reeling
Your next move is gonna end it all
You're gonna touch me without feeling
So just sit back on the corner of your bed
Don't say anything
Just sit back in the corner of your head
Don't do anything

This is the sound,
the sound of silence
This is the sound of your violence

So just sit back,
watch the world turn
Just sit back and watch the sun burn

Ballroom
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Couples swaying uncertainly (???)
I feel as much the same for you and me
Rosetta fading on my wall
Two years too late,
I know I've lost you all
to my ballroom

In my ballroom
In my ballroom

Walking you home through rain-kissed streets
If only you'd crush me,
like you crushed these feet

I tip my hat now to the band (Play more...)
We've danced in sawdust
Until you understand

my ballroom

I want to take you home
I'm getting tired of dancing alone

In my ballroom
In my ballroom
In my ballroom
In my ballroom



Vendetta

Vendetta
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Well, I'm upside down and back to front
I really don't know where I'm coming from
I feel love has got the better of me
I've got stars in my eyes,
scars in my mind
Sometimes, well, I'm star-blind Okay, maybe all the time
I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually
And then we'll be free

I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually And then we'll be free
For the next time

I'm wrong way around and split right through
I really don't know where I'm going to
I want to go
down in history

I'm uncertain but one thing's for certainty
You're going to use these words against me
You may put it down to your vanity

I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually
And then we'll be free

I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually
And then we'll be free
For the next time

I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife
So casually
And then we'll be free
I'm gonna come back soon in another life
I'm gonna cut up your words with my butter knife

So casually
And then we'll be free
For the next time

Floating Game
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In a body of second-hand clothes
Second-hand thoughts and dreams
She floats from the town bridge Ever more down the stream
Not drowned, just smiling at stars
Happy to see once again
In a town where she flowed as a child
And flows as a woman once more
Happy to be onwards to sea Happy to be alive
Happy to be onwards to sea Happy to see the light

This House Is Rotten
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I'm standing on the path to a light that I call my home
Built with a hammer and a lover, of hope and stone
With a window that can sing
And a door that cannot shut shut out everything
And a bath that is watching our love just drain away
(That's what they say)

This house is rotten,
it's rotten to the core
This house I built, with a lover and a saw
This house is rotten,
it's rotten to the core
This house is rotten

Under a roof that has heard one thousand lies
And a bed that has tripped us up too many times
Not everything is worth saying
Not everything is worth saving
Not everything is worth anything
(Or so I've heard)

This house is rotten,
it's rotten to the core
This house I built, with a lover and a saw
This house is rotten,
it's rotten to the core
This house is rotten
This house is rotten,
it's rotten to the core
This house is rotten,
though I've said it all before
This house is rotten,
it's rotten to the core
This house is rotten

I want to knock you down
I want to raise you to the ground I want to shake you 'round
I want to watch you blazing down

This house is rotten
This house is rotten
This house is rotten
This house is rotten

Sense And Nonsense
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What's this written on the back of my hand?
It's a word I don't understand The word,
this word is "you"
All the things we had,
unspoken
Now lie upon the floor,
all broken Just things, just things,
and now nothing more Oh, nothing more

I'm not sure if I know you anymore
I'm not so sure even if I want to
I'm not sure if I owe you anymore
And I am pure, I am pure
Because I just said so

What's this choking in the back of my mouth?
It's a word, escaping out
A word, and this word is "true"
I don't owe you
I don't know you
I don't own you
I don't want to

I'm not sure if I know you anymore
I'm not so sure even if I want to
I'm not sure
if I owe you anymore
And I am pure,
I am pure

Because I just said so

I don't believe I know you
I'm not sure if I know you anymore
I'm not so sure even if I want to
I'm not sure if I know you anymore
And I am pure,
I am pure
Because I just said so

Miscellaneous / DEMOS
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Falling For You
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There you stand with a rose
In your painted hand
And here I lie I do not quite understand
You give me flowers and I give you hell
Is that what you want?
You give me everything
I can not tell quite what I want

I've been falling, falling for you Quite sedately
I've been falling over myself Not just lately
I'm getting tired
Of falling in love

When I do it's always with someone

Someone like you
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I'm getting tired of falling from skies
High above me
I'm getting sick trying to disguise
Constantly
You give me things,
I cannot (???)
'Cause that's what you want I give you everything,
please do not tell me what I want

I've been falling, falling for you Quite sedately I've been falling over myself Not just lately I'm getting tired Of falling in love 'Cause when I do it's always with someone

With someone like you

Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you

I'm getting tired of falling in love 'Cause when I do, it's always with someone Or someone like you I'm getting tired of falling in love 'Cause when I do it's always with someone With

someone like you

Boy-King
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With a wave ,
a wave of dismay
I hired a poet, a guard,
and a horse for the day
I, I'm building my throne
Of paper and stone
In my backyard

It's my God-given right
This power's an attempt to lie My gold, my gold's in a tower And a paper crown upon my head I'm lying in state For my boy-king is dead

Long live my boy-king
Long live my boy-king
Long live my boy-king

Cabaret
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Iin a cabaret mood
And your cabaret shoes
The glare of lights is starting to become faded
And you're dragging me down
To your gutter glitz world
And your harbored, clipped words are starting to sound
jaded

Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world

In a cabaret mouth
And all it sings out
You're starting to despise the ones whose eyes you once dreamed of
With a pigeon-touched life Where we all sing Ba-ba-ba-ba-bop-ba
Which means nothing

I wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world
Go go Cabaret, I want someone to talk to Cabaret, I want someone to talk to Cabaret, I want someone to talk to Cabaret, I want someone Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Wanna go Go to go-go world Cabaret t (=sign us). <<<<<<<<<

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adorable :
self-glorification # 7

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11/11/1994 BRUSSELS
Pete annouces adorable´s last concert ever
salut et au revoirs ( 0:43 min.)
174 kb


8/1992
interview with
Pete on swedish radio
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the ADORABLE story as written by Pete Fijalkowski

Thrill Yr Idols NME - 29 February 1992



Blanc Generation NME - 25 July 1992


Adorable Article in a "Live 105" flyer



Misc. bit's and bites

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Stagediving sucks poo


Adorable in the August '96 Select


Adorable Interview
CFNY 102.1 Toronto Transcript Interviewer Kim Hughes (Live In Toronto) - summer 1993

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ADORABLE Vendetta (Creation/All formats)

(NB. Vendetta was used throughout instead of Fake)

"OUT! OUT!" squealed the kids. "You told us you were messianic boy-gods come to save us from the hegemony of mediocrity.
You teased us with a least four great singles, laid on performances founded on white denim, narcissim and bug-eyed mania that made our stomachs tingle - and then drenched us with tawdry non-songs and dashed promises.

So, Adorable return after a chain of underachievement (a variable debut album, three drab 45s), and precious little has changed.
Singer Piotr still minces around a world where the girls have eyes like milk and skin that like parachutes, and huge windswept cliffs have been specially constructed for him to stand on, while he affects an air of mild desperation and tries to convince himself he's the Ian McCulloch of his generation.
And maybe he could be, were much of 'Vendetta' not crushingly forgettable.

There's a burned-up charmin the title track, 'Submarine' and 'Road Movie' (iron guitars, drawled stories of mid- 20s heartbreak, the feeling that Piotr could snap at any minute) - but the remainder are cursed with generic Adorable disease.
They sound worringly alike.
Their choons contain all of three notes. They pong, frankly.
Only 'Kangaroo Court' comes within spitting distance of greatness, as Piotr squats in a darkened corner, backed by a fuzzton orchestra, and snarls at the forces that carried him to this rather sorry impasse.
"I know I'm losing my appeas," he sobs, "'Cos I was hung drawn and quartered before my trial..." Somewhere out in the provinces, he'll atone for all this. He'll wrap his frame around a rusty microphone stand, beat his guitar to a pulp and make even his most drab songs sound like inspired white heat raging. And, such is the anodyne, limp-wristed nature of most of 'Vendetta' that there'll probably be no bugger listening. (5)

John Harris
NME 24 Sept 1994 (p49)

LIVE REVIEWS

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ADORABLE BIRMINGHAM EDWARD'S

"WHEN I fail, I want to fail completely, " sang Piotr Fijalkowski, East Midlands indie icon, would-be pop furher and the most arrogant man in Britain.

Unfortunately, it was only about 40 per cent failure (NME figures, 27.2.93) where the debut album, 'Against Perfection' was concerned.

'Patchy', said the majority of onlookers and, strangely reluctant to fulfil the above claim and go full pelt for the '0 out of 10' rating, Adorable were left to tour a severely untaken-by storm nation once again, only this time to more sceptical audiences.

Piotr still looks gorgeous tonight, like Little Lord Fauntleroy with a BHS glue-on fringe, a soiled whitejacket from the Aardvark Defence League shop and a head full of very strange thoughts.

He's a compulsively funny lad, but his main failing is a tendency to over stylise. He and his band are full of self-consciously epic pop gestures and motifs, style and phraseology -and it's getting a bit stale.
The same, of course, could be said of the music. Slow bass and drums start; four-chord crashing guitar version of same; slow bit again ; crashing bit again; climatic, shouting, crashing version to fade.
They get an unfeasible amount of mileage from such apparently limited fare 'Sunshine Smile', 'I'II Be Your Saint','Sistine Chapel Ceiling' and 'Glorious' all revert to type but succeed brilliantly - but then 'Homeboy' and 'Cut-2' sound dull and formularised.

Tonight they try to spice up the more anonymous songs from the album with Piotr's aloof ultra-cool presence and edgy, ragged adrenalin, but they're most original and promising when they break their own mould - with the slow, introspective 'A To Fade In' and 'Still Life', or the full tilt aggressive arrogance of 'Favourite Fallen Idol'.

Adorable have admirably wound up bores everywhere and thus built themselves up to be mercilessly knocked down. To survive, they'll need to experiment, let go of their over-calculated, narrow perception of their art and inject some (re)invention into their sound. Then they may show their detractors that they're pioneers and not just poseurs.

Johnny Cigarettes NME 10 April 1993
(p34)

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ADORABLE LONDON HIGHBURY GARAGE

PIOTR ABORABLE clambers through the wreckage of his career and peers at us through the pink and green dry ice smothering the stage.

His white leatherjacket, once immaculate, is ripped at the shoulder, his sockets (let's leave 'eyes' out of this, shall we?) firmly fixed on a war of the senses. The battle commences.

Piotr, ably supported by pinball-eyed bass player Will, thrashes the sleep from the eyes of his back catalogue and attempts to convince us his failure first time round was an accident; girls with sex-coloured eyes stand and gape in wonder as the speakers erupt their eardrums at every chorus.

New 45 'Kangaroo Court', a carbon copy of Adorable's finest moments to date, lurches from a crunching sub-Bunnymen verse to thundering post-Bunnymen chorus, but it's the 'old ones' that inflict maximum damage.

'Sunshine Smile' zooms by,'Sistine Chapel Ceiling' is the sort of thing some might describe as bursting a hole in the middle of rage and dripping desperation through the middle. Quite good, in other words.

Piotr, sensing a momentous victory, launches himself onto the monitors and attempts a crucifixion pose. Before he can achieve it, however, he's mobbed, his jacket ripped from his shoulders like shredded skin. So delighted is he, Piotr forgets his air of unapproachability and bellyflops into the amazed crowd's open arms. There is nothing to do but applaud very loudly. Cancel all bets. Adorable's day may still be on the way.

Paul Moody NME 4 June 1994

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the ADORABLE story
by Pete Fijalkowski

Within two pints of Adorable meeting Alan McGee for the first time in a pub in the Centre of Coventry in January 1992, the conversation got quite heated when we asked him about the dropping of My Bloody Valentine from the label. McGee likened his relationship with MBV as that of a girlfriend and boyfriend, but said that he couldn't tell Kevin Shields face to face that his services were no longer required at Creation.

I made McGee promise that if and when he came to drop Adorable from Creation he would have the guts to do so to my face.

So was born an uneasy relationship between Adorable and Creation records that was never really to thaw over the next two and a half years.

Things started promisingly enough, our first single 'Sunshine Smile' got NME single of the week, lots of evening session play on Radio One, number one in the indie charts and three weeks in the national top 100 charts, but had we had the advantage of a crystal ball we would have seen that this was to be our UK high point, and that it would be downhill all the way from thereon.

Perhaps it's just as well you can't see into the future.
"I'm going to come back soon in another life" (Vendetta)

Inspired by The Smiths, and by our own insatiable appetite for buying 7"s on a Saturday morning, we were eager to release lots of singles, and we set about releasing tracks as quickly as we could.

'I'll be your saint' was perhaps a mistake as a second single, and helped to seal our fate in the eyes of the music press as 'arrogant bastards' (coupled with our own cak-handed attempts in interviews at distancing ourselves from the anti-image shoegazing movement), but McGee, who saw us as a punky Echo & the Bunnymen loved the idea of it ("It's rock n' roll Pete, it's rock n' roll - pure Iggy").

Whilst we could never understand why our third release 'Homeboy' (probably my favourite Adorable song) was overlooked, 'Sistine Chapel Ceiling' got us on the road back with another NME single of the week and a high Indie chart placing, in turn helping our debut LP 'Against Perfection' to a Top 75 spot in April 1993.

A 5 week US tour promised lots and won us many friends and fans, but we found ourselves caught in the middle of an argument between Creation and our US label SBK that had nothing to do with us, and any hopes of American success were dashed on the chess board of label politics, with us playing the role of pawn extremely convincingly.

"What we had to do was produce an album that would grab everyone by the proverbials, drag them into a darkened alleyway and either give them a kicking that would last a lifetime, or a damn good shag.

Instead we recorded 'Fake'.

" We had other great times in Australia, Japan and across Europe, but on returning from promoting 'Against Perfection' we were a bit down, feeling that we had made as good an album as we could that we were really proud of, but that seemingly wasn't enough; the English press were at best indifferent (we hadn't been able to get an interview in the NME or Melody Maker since our debut single, though everyone seemed to think we were in every week!), and our relationship with Creation (at best described as 'lukewarm') took a turn for the worst with the Sony takeover and McGee's subsequent breakdown, which left us without an ally at the label.

'Whereas 'Against Perfection' (originally titled 'Against Creation', though dropped 24 hours before we had to submit the artwork as we were worried about pushing our relationship with the label) was the sound of 21 year olds who felt that life was there ahead of them, ready to be inhaled and enjoyed ('Glorious', 'Breathless'), 'Fake' is a frail, insular, insecure album, made by four guys who felt like the world was against them ('Kangaroo Court', 'Go Easy on Her', 'Vendetta').
The song 'Radiodays' (though not especially a favourite of mine) pretty much sums up how i felt about the whole thing, with a poetic appearance of McGee in it to boot. ("A father figure put a gun i my hand and said, 'aim high, but don't aim for the sun son'. Blinded by my own beauty of course i did, but then that's my prerogative... If it's all the same to you I want to crash my car my way.").

I only listen to my records when I’m feeling particularly drunk and particularly nostalgic (funny how the two seem to go hand in hand), but through alcohol influenced ears, it isn't a bad album, it's just it isn't a great one either.

Creation needed the figures to add up, and Adorable's didn't. Quite simply we didn't sell enough records for them, and the fact that there wasn't exactly a warm glow inside them when they thought about us as people made the decision easier.

The 'dear John' phone call came through to us in the glamorous setting of Colchester as we loaded in for a gig in late 1994. As poetic luck would have it our support band that day were The 60 Foot Dolls who had just that afternoon signed a lucrative publishing deal, and came into the venue clutching bottles of champagne, as we moped around in the suitably mournful setting of the converted church that is Colchester Arts Centre.

Needless to say the call to say we were dropped didn't come from Alan McGee, or anyone from the label, but our long-suffering manager Eddie (an ex-Meatwhiplash for all you Creation trivia fans). So i never even got a phone call from Alan, let alone the face to face as promised.
Kevin Shields got one more phone call than we ever got. Lucky Kevin Shields.

Feeling as if we had taken a battering in the boxing ring, we called it a day after completing our European dates in late 1994 culminating in a glorious drunken night out in Brussels.

Creation weren't a bad label, they just probably weren't the label for us - we sat slightly uncomfortably on their roster, and a lot of the people who worked there weren't really into what we were doing - whilst the sprawling bunker-like entrails of the labels offices were full of photos of bands from the label, cut out of magazines like some love-struck music-mad teenager's bedroom, we noted that there wasn't one single picture of Adorable.

Creation's track record is impressive but for every Ride, Oasis and Primal Scream, there's an Adorable, a Telescopes and a Something Pretty Beautiful, lying by the wayside. To their credit, the label pretty much left us to do what we wanted, and in the early days when there was a disagreement over which track to release as a single, we could often win over McGee.

Perhaps Adorable just existed at the wrong time; about 2-3 years before, and we would have been in with the likes of The House of Love and the whole shoegazing malarkey. 3 years later and maybe we would have been on the coat-tails of Britpop. Perhaps all this sounds like I'm bitter, but believe me I'm not. Wil, Kevin, Robert and myself all had the experience of a lifetime, that has shaped who we are as people, and I think we are all better for it. Better to have loved and lost they say, than to have never loved at all. We never did get to set the world alight, but we got as far as striking the match.
Pete Fijalkowski

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Thrill Yr Idols NME - 29 February 1992

OK, so tell me about the origins of ADORABLE - like, how did it all begin?

"Don't Wann talk about it. It's boring." Pardon? "It's boring. The current line-up has been together for a year. That's it." Eeeek!! Attitude dude alert! Coventry's answer to aural oblivion is putting its foot down. Right on the quivering head of tradition. "I can't say at this stage what I'm gonna be like in a year's time," muses singing guitarist Piotr Sijalkowsky-a bizarre mixture of Ian McCulloch and Kevin Turvey.

"But I know that the album that we're gonna put out is gonna go down as one of the best debut albums of all time. And I know that. The songs are there, and we know they're brilliant."

"The whole problem with 1991 was that there was a desperate contentedness with the middle ground and muffled applause," snaps bassist Will, a man who can safely say that he's kissed Mozzer onstage.

"People didn't Beatles-style hysteria, they wanted polite applause and a pat on the back. I'd rather be bottled offstage. A couple of our earlier bands were bottled off, 'cos we were crap!' But that's better than people saying, 'Oh nice one,' and shaking your hand. If all this vitriol and vehemence leads you to believe that Adorable are setting up shop as the next Fabulous Street Preachers, all mouth and bad bondage trousers, then fear not.

The furthest Adorable's lineage streatches back to is the dramatic guitar grumblings of the Bunnymen era, with any punk pretensions erased by the kind of contemporary noise/pop sensibility that turns legs into raspberry jelly and makes blancmange out of usually rigid spinal cords.

Eight hundred copies of the single are now (finally) doing the rounds, low-key. Man while the foursome (including guitarist Robert Dillan and drummer Kevin Gritton), having paddled with various labels at the end of last year, have now taken the plunge with Creation. The band themselves are weird.

When Wil rambles on about Proust, Rench cinema and aesthetics, it seems as though music is the last thing on Adorable's minds. Conversely, their knowledge of the indie scene, from Nirvana to The Bardots, is flawless and overflowing with passion. Sort of. Will claims that he got so stultifyingly bored with the 'faceless negativity' of indiedom last year that he said 'Yes' to Techno until Nirvana and Hole's LPs dragged him back into the guitar gutter.

Piotr, meanwhile, wants to talk about pop stars and how Adorable-unlike Mega City Four-wanna be adored. "I want people to have a good time and I don't want to rip people off, but I don't like this buddy-buddy with the audience stuff and 'looking after the fans'," he sneers, politely. "We're not that sort of band. If a fan came up and spole to us, we'd probably be pretty rude.

Yeah, I hope they have a good time and that it's because I performed a good gig and they wanna sleep with me or whatever...like, if they're blokes! But at the end of the day I don't wanna talk to them." They've been invited on to the Curve tour, they reckon they're going to be hugely important in 1992 because they're willing to stand up and shout out against sexism and similarly contentious issues, and they're cocky without crossings over the dickhead threshold.

They also talk their way through four pints of beer. Each. Great! I reckon they could rise as swiftly and sweetly as Ride. Creation agree. So, not surprisngly, do Adorable "If there's one thing I genuinely, genuinely believe it's that this band are gonna be massive. I really think we're gonna be absolutely HUGE!" Love 'em to death, at the very least. Simon Williams ."

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Blanc Generation NME - 25 July 1992

ADORABLE NEWPORT THE LENGENDARY TJ'S

PIOTR FIJALKOWSKY, Adorable's main man, is one lippy self-publicist who should button his big mouth. Because with every obnoxious group advertisement and insolent declaration of: "We're the best band in the world" (see every Adorable interview to date) he alienates more and more prospective fans.

And why?

Because inevitably, fans prefer to seek out and embrace their own rock heroes. Cocky frontment should be disembowelled to the tune of their own records. Offstage, the Coventry four-piece are friendlier than a lonely puppy, which suggest their onstage arrogance is as fake as Linka McCartney's fur coat.

Last night we were in Reading. The gig was cancelled when the house PA blew up, which led to an Impromptu meeting in a nearby alehouse. The Piotr who chatted congenially about the Pope, his lapsed Catholicism and his fear of a particularly obsessive female fan, is not the same Piotr who walks on stage. In Newport tonight dressed like Marty Hopkirk (Deceased), whiter than white, pristine and angelic. But he's dragging behind him a stage persona larger than a blow-up of Mick Jagger's lips.

Tonight Adorable are superb, the best I've ever seen them, pre- or post-Creationsigning. The fact that they also exude a quite confidence should save them from stumbling over themselves in the rent-a-gob war. Appartently - so TJ's promoter informs me - a Newport crowd is a hard one to please. A couple in front are having fully-dressed sex, they look happy enough. And even their uninhibited desire won't detract attention away from the stage tonight, not least whilst four young boys are exploiting themselves so passionately and fervently.

Two Piotr clones are leaping about in front of their mentor; In between them stands the club owner. An enoruous middle-agedItalian man who has taken it upon himself to protect the band and act as stage security; three songs in and he's pogoing with the best of them. Vibrant feedback spiked with mid''80s influence is obviously his thing.

Adorable have tempered aspirations to sound like The Chamelons and Echo and the Bunnymen. And if they ever lack inspiration they could always become a discening fragglepop band. Opener 'Glorious' is totally majestic, with Piotr's provacative and imposing vocals racing ahead of exquisite volatility. 'Crash Site', with it's beautifully defeatist suicide theme, has him thrusting his arm towards the heavens crying "The only way out". New single 'I'll Be Your Saint' is an honest appraisal of tonight's image and 'Sunshine Smile' is the key link mid-set. Concluding with the feisty 'Sistine Chapel Ceiling', Piotr stumbles offstage and staggers blindly through the crowd to the dressing room. no encore.

As the audience begin to leave, the huge Italian boss lumbers towards the band and holds out hi shuge, sweating arms. Embracing them all he confides: "I had Nivana here three years ago and you were much better." What a charmer.

Gina Morris

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Adorable Article in a "Live 105" flyer

Over the past year and a half, Coventry England's Adorable have established a dangerous reputation as the cockiest band in pop music. Their self-confidence transcends mere enthusiasm, rivaling the insolence of bands like The Sex Pistols, Echo and the Bunnymen and The Stone Roses. And like the aforementioned groups, Adorable live up to their haughty claims of greatness .

Their debut album Against Perfection is a collection of bold, sun-blanched tunes imbued with the kind of sparkling, pristine melodies that make your head spin. From the aggressive guitar tantrum of "Favorite Fallen Idol" to the melancholy shimmer of "Sunshine Smile," the band conjure all the best elements of British pop, rock and punk.

Adorable, Piotr Fijalkowski on vocals/guitar, Robert Dillam on guitar, Will on bass and Kevin Gritton on drums, are the headlining band in today's free concert presented by LIVE 105. Enjoy the show!

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Stagediving sucks poo

When I saw Adorable this past summer, there were the ever-present meatheads who feel compelled to step on anyone just to make it to the stage to engage in the ritualistic, irritating behavior that is stagediving.

Yet their antics were not met with passivity. Instead, Piotr(the lead singer) kicked them off (right in the butt, I might add) and even attacked those who persisted. Personally, I found it breathtaking and noble for a band to retaliate against jerkys who don't give a moment's thought to the crowd's safety and the band's space. I assume the rest of the audience thought so too, as they seemed to join in with the "meathead bashing." Piotr summed it by saying, "It's always blokes who do it" and adding that if they want to be onstage, they should form their own bands.

Enough said. PS. It's not that I can't take the heat of the pit; I'm just there to enjoy the show and nothing more. Lesa If you find hooky pop-rock to be heavenly, you'll want to embrace the sounds of Adorable. The English band will perform at Slim's on Wednesday. They have just enough of a punk edge to give their music some spunk. Among their hit singles are "Sunshine Smile" and "I'll Be Your Saint." Adorable. The mere metion of the word stirs up images of cuddly teddy bears called Boo Boo and cutsie arts and crafts that your Mum picked up at some Inbred hill billy flea market.

Anyone with an ounce of self-worth secretly dreams about smasing such items to bits. I'm afraid that was my own pompous assumption about this band when I first picked up their debut CD on EMI/Creation. With a goober name like that I just figured they sucked. With that sort of small mindedness I committed a ethical faux paus. Never, dear readers, judge a band until you've heard them. This CD made me hear despite my earlier ill-conceived ideas.

Each song is aggressive. Wound tight as a drum and flipping out of control all at the same time. Introspecitive visions peppered with the band's own self discoveries and simple truths. This much hyped break through foursome hailing from Coventry, England are quickly gaining a reputation as the cockiest band in pop hmusic. Fuck all that. I found it to be filled with dedication and commitment. Lead singer Piotr vocals are infectious. On cut number three, "Favorite Fallen idol," his inflections and playful wording allows the listener to drift along aside him inhaling all the sardonic wisdom he has to offer. Other members Robert(guitar), Will (bass), adn Kevin (drums) support his effort to complete a cohesive package of sound. By the end of my first listen I'd become a fan. They are definitely challenging the insipid dullards that make up a lot of the current English pop scene. For those of you diggin' on Suede, adjust your TV and pick this CD up. (by WAIYDE PALMER)

Adorable suffers from a bad name and the raging ego of lead vocalist Piotr Fijalkowski. By any other moniker (the Omaha Tractor Pulls, the Crushing Cantaloups, Piotr Cougar, Piotr Armstrong and the Fleet Street Band) this creator of adept jangle-rockers and clever ballads would make a mark on America. Instead, after a brilliant debut Against Perfection (Creation /SBK/EMI, 1993 ****), teh slightly less-impressive follow-up Fake (Creation U.K., 1994, ***) remains unreleased here.


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Adorable in the August '96 Select


Piotr Fijalkowski Conventry art-rockers, signed to Creation.
Enjoyed momentary reputation as great hopes. Famous for claiming that no decent music was made before 1980. Bottom-of-bill, amp-slaying performance at Glasto 1993 still talked about in hushed tones.

What was the peak of your career?

"(Laughs) Oh dear, it's laughably small. Going round the world, playing in Melboure in front of 1,200 people. But, seriously, the real high point came one week into our recording career when we got to 86 in the charts. If we'd known it wouldn't get better for another year and a half we'd have probably given up. It didn't get better. It got worse."

What was your appeal?

"Our cocsureness. However, our mouths turned out to be our Achille's heel."

Favourite memory of pop stardom?

"Being able to do something you got paid for that didn't feel like work. We made some attempts at the hedonistic lifestyle, but it was all rather pathetic.


When did it all start to slide?

" The second week of release for 'Shunshine Smile', but it took a year for us to realise that. You've just got to accept the potential for things going pear-shaped."

Who else did you like at the time?

"The first time I saw Suede, I thought they were brilliant. We used to rant on about it in our interviews, fighting for their cause."

Regrets?

"Actually, my one regret was our first proper Melody Maker interview. Back then, I believed a man could get a decent haircut for three pounds. Then I spiked it up with this hair gel which made me look like some 4th-form Johnny Lydon. That was also the last photo session we ever did, so every subsequent metion of me in the press was with this miniature fright wig. I'm now a 4.50 pound man."

What do you do now?

"I sell second-hand bood in Brighton, and I'm also working on a new project. I'll just say that it's very different to Adorable."

Were you an arrogand git?

"I was really confident, but I should have kept my mouth shut. Still, like the Murphy's, I'm not bitter. Alan McGee though twe were teh new Sex Pistols and he wanted us to be what is now Oasis. We weren't. We were just the snotty Bunnymen."

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Adorable Interview CFNY 102.1 Toronto Transcript Interviewer Kim Hughes (Live In Toronto) - summer 1993

K.H. - Adorable is making their Toronto debut here in Toronto of course, at Lee's Palace. We are joined now by three members of the group, two of which are speaking, we've got Piotr here and we've got Wil. Guys, hello and thanks for coming by.

Piotr - Hello

K.H. - So we've got quite a few fans out front.
Piotr - Yeah, we paid them well.
K.H. - Did you?
Piotr - Yep.
K.H. - And I have been handed the list of fan questions. So shall we begin in this way?
Piotr - O.K.
K.H. - Alright first question. What types of bands influence your style of music?
Piotr - (laughs) The oldest question in the book. Ummmm... well we've all got different tastes in music. and we always, there's not one band who we all love. Umm...so we...whenever we're touring around, there is always a big argument whenever we're in the...ahh...in the van over what should be played. There's always three people shouting, "hooray" whenever we get a cassette out and one person sitting in the back going, "ohhh no not this one again". But I really like a lot of early eighties English bands, I was a big fan of the Psychedelic Furs, of the Jesus and Mary Chain, Julian Cope, those are the sort of bands that I grew up on.

K.H. - Right. And it's funny to me that your band seems to get a lot of comparisons to Ride in the British press. That's one I find...

Piotr - not a lot, only one as far as I can remember, for the first review we ever had was a... and even then it was compared... we will be as big as Ride I think as opposed to we sound as big as Ride.

K.H. - Another one of the happy British things to make you feel so good about what your doing right?

Piotr - yeah.

K.H. - oh O.K. Question number 2, this is a good one considering where you are playing tonight, why don't you play all ages shows? Which I don't think is really your fault, I think that falls...

Piotr - To be fair to us, we didn't even know this existed. No such thing exists in England. You only have to be eighteen to get into a gig and then the laws are very lax. I've seen gigs where thirteen year olds have been at our gigs. Ahh..we didn't realize that such a thing happened, and we'll definitely mention it to our booking agency when we see them...

Wil - In England the only comparable thing we have is certain universities won't let people who aren't students in but we don't even do those gigs. So it's a new concept to us that certain people, certain of our nearest and dearest fans that we love aren't allowed into our shows.

Piotr - So I think we'll definitely try and see if we can resolve that problem next time around, but it often happens that you come to a town and there may be only one venue that you can play in, and they as principle they won't do all ages shows cause they want to sell beer.

K.H. - Right.

Piotr - So you know there's nothing you can do, it's the different between playing the gig and not playing the gig. But ahh...

K.H. - Right. But we can atone somewhat because you are going to be performing here live in a couple of minutes.

Piotr - and you can be five or you can be ninety-five to listen to that.

K.H. - One final question from the fans before we'll go to a song from your CD. What do you think about the recent bands coming out of the UK? Who do you hate and who do you think...

Piotr - no we don't hate anyone, we're really nice people and we love everyone. There's the new band...one...two new bands who we really rate, who no one's ever heard of, there's a band called the Bardots (?) who we're...I might be slightly prone to because I've got an older brother who plays in them. At a... he always gives me really nice presents at Christmas so I stand by him, but they're a really good band regardless of whether a blood relative strums the guitar for them and um... there's another band called Strangelove who've only released two singles in England but I think they're a band worth being obsessed with.

Wil - In terms of records that you can buy at this moment in...in the North of America, the new Blur record is one that we stand quite strongly by. Probably one of the best things that has come out of Britain this year.

K.H. - It's quite good considering what they have had to come away from too. Wil - and there's a little factory going on too. Damon, the singer, lives with this girl called Justine who's got a new band called Elastica that are excellent as well but you probably won't hear of them for a few years.

K.H. - Did she not used to go out with Brett Anderson too?

Wil - Indeed she did, she used to be a member of Suede, but her band Elastica are excellent. So there's a little sort of music factory going on in their living room at the moment. And their producing some excellent stuff, so they're a little household to watch out for I think.

K.H. - cool. cool. We should mention that our questions came from Alex and Pascal they're outside, they're waving and we are speaking with Adorable and we are going to speak with them a little more, we're going to have a performance, first we are going to go to something from their CD, this is Adorable from CFNY 102.1.....

(Sunshine Smile)

K.H. - The Leading Edge, CFNY 102.1. Adorable and they are performing tonight at Lee's Palace it is a licensed show so unfortunately people who are under nineteen can't go to this one but we know that's going to be a whole different story when you come back the next time.

Wil - Well I can't guarantee it (laughing)

. K.H. - Well we hope so anyway.

Piotr - They should picket the place.

Wil - They should riot it.

Piotr - The bouncers aren't that big.

K.H. - umm...I don't know....

Piotr - if there's enough of you, you can do it. Well, like what's one bouncer going to do against like one hundred people? You could all run past him.

K.H. - Something to ponder, something to ponder.

Wil - Do it!

K.H. - Well we'll think about it, we're speaking to Wil and Piotr of the group and of the many experiences you've had since you've arrived in North America on of them was the New Music Seminar last week and our own music director John Jones happened to catch your set in New York and umm... said you ruined an absolutely beautiful guitar at the finish of the set, true?

Piotr - Yup.

K.H. - Any particular reason, just your move into the rock hierarchy or what? (everyone laughs)

Piotr - Ahh.. well maybe it is just a sad homage to rockdom. But uhh..it... Wil - The reason was our record company just bought it for us, so we immediately destroyed it in front of them. Just in order to upset them. Good enough reason I think.

Piotr - They bought me another one as well so it didn't cost me anything.

K.H. - not bad.

Piotr - I'm not complaining.

K.H. - So how was the whole experience for you, was it good? was it bad? Did anything come out of it that you can see benefiting the group in the long run?

Piotr - It is difficult to say because everyone is always nice to you and I am sure as soon as you walk away they are maybe not so nice. But it's for the industry, anyone who's never been there it just involves shaking a lot of peoples hands and uhh... having a conversation with everyone for about a minute. Everyone wears a suit and a tie, and everyone's got a little tag on to tell you who they are. So it's all a bit false you know but it was enjoyable.

K.H. - right. Now one of the things that is interesting to me, particularly since this tour seems to be going so well. I mean we have the evidence of the fans standing out front, that obviously the record has gone through and really reached a lot of people, but back home in Britain the press hasn't been quite as kind to you. Ahh...we've sort of touched on that, do you think going back there's going to be that element of, "yeah well we succeeded regardless". Do you think that there...that they might turn around in their view of you?

Piotr - I think there's definitely ahh...recently there's been signs that the press. Ummm...that we're perhaps coming back in favour with them. We played the very prestigious Glastonbury Festival just a couple weeks before we came out here, and that was a big hit with a lot of people from the press, a lot of people who went there expecting to dislike us came away pleasantly surprised. And ahh...so... you're asking me to delve into the psyches of slightly strange people, so I don't know. When we talk about journalists and DJ's here.

K.H. - I can take it. Maybe we can switch gears in the fact that we're here at a radio station, we're playing your records and talking to you, what has British radio been like? Has it been supportive, because I mean if you are not really at it on Radio One I mean...

Piotr - Yeah, we ahh... Radio One is the only national station that plays pop music, and ummm...it doesn't ahh...it has an alternative section which is in the evening where we've received an awful lot of backing from, Mark Goodyear is the name of the DJ there. And I think three of our five singles have been his singles of the week. Umm... and ahhh... so we've had a lot of backing from him but obviously we haven't really crossed over into what would be described as the mainstream, which is the daytime radio, which... where you're rubbing shoulders with the Michael Bolton's and the Michael Jackson's of the world.

K.H. - You don't seem terribly upset about that.

Piotr - Well I wasn't expecting to, to immediately cross over into the world of Bolton and Jackson's. It might be nice, umm.. it's not my primary concern.

K.H. - Right. So you are going to play us a song.

Piotr - Yup. K.H. - And we're going to turn it over to Wil at this point to set up the tune. Wil - This is a song called A To Fade In it's probably my favorite song that the band does and it's going to be performed acoustically, one little guitar, one little voice and here's Pete and Rob to give it to you. And it better not be bad. (A To Fade In)

K.H. - Adorable from CFNY 102.1. Well see they did you justice, that was pretty good.

Wil - That's your opinion.

K.H. - (laughs) So we should mention again that tonight the gig is at Lee's Palace, there is an opening band Cadillac Bill and The Creeping Vent, they're local, you may want to catch them and it's twelve bucks at the door and do you know if you are going to be coming back at some point later in the year again, do you have any plans further down maybe for fall?

Piotr - Umm...there's no specific plans at the moment. In our dreams we'd be back here everyday, but unfortunately our record company has only so much money to send us on these lovely holidays, so ahh... we don't know.

K.H. - Well I assume that North America has been a pretty good experience for you so far, the last time we spoke I remember you were pretty excited of the fact that CD's were fairly cheap to buy here and ahh... lots of choices on TV. and liquor is fairly cheap to buy in the States so....

Piotr - The one thing I have been disappointed by is the TV. so far, fifty channels and not one program to watch.

K.H. - (laughs) Has the been anything that you have particularly disliked apart from that?

Piotr - The beer is a bit weaker in America but I have just tasted some in the bar over there, and it was... Canadian beer is much better. But umm... no apart from that the long drives not so keen on them, and I wasn't to keen on the Canadian consulate yesterday either. We had to spend five hours in the waiting room trying to get our Visas there.

K.H. - Oh well...

Wil - Chocolate and the Brady Bunch have been a revelation I think in America. They'll keep me happy for another few years.

K.H. - Have you discovered the Partridge Family yet?

Piotr - no haven't watched it. Wil - I've seen them as well...

K.H. - Have you?

Wil - and they're even bad.

Piotr - Oh it was on TV. the other day in the hotel wasn't it?

Wil - Yeah.

Piotr - Yeah. They're the kids who all dress up, they're all in a band aren't they?

K.H. - They're supposed to be a family with this really wacky manager named Rueben Kincade and Shirley Jones is the mom.

Piotr - Yeah I caught it, it looked quite good, good with the sound down yeah. Without their irritating voices.

Wil - No, I've decided to base my life on their story, and we'll try to stick to it for the near future anyway.

K.H. - And which character would you be?

Wil - I'm all of them at the same time.

K.H. - (laughs) I would have had you pegged for Danny Bonaduce, and (to Piotr) you're definitely a David Cassidy, it's just my own opinion. We are speaking with Adorable, they are performing tonight at Lee's Palace, twelve bucks gets you in at the door, the album is out it is called Against Perfection, and I thank everybody for coming by.

Piotr - Thanks so much for having us.

Wil - Indeed.

K.H. - It's been great. We have to take a short break we'll be right back. (break)

K.H. - Hello I am Kim Hughes, Dave Bookman has returned to the hotseat. And the guys from Adorable still wandering around, seems to be... it's going to be an exciting show I think.

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Self Glorification #3 Introduction

yes! teetering on the brink on international pop stardom, yet we still have time to write to you! here is the next stage of our masterplan: a new hit single entitled "i'll be your saint" is to be released on creation records on monday july 13th, so if everybody goes out and buys it during the first week of release we will be number one. a three-week tour of this wretched isle goest something exactly like this: [calendar of july dates not listed here] for all your t-shirt requirements turn excitedly to the back page whereupon you will note that we now have a veritable merchandising empire. doesn't capitalism taste sweet huh kids? if you wish to write to us with faintly predictable questions, feel free to do so, and we sort of promise a personal response to all letters if we're in a good mood. for those who missed the mark goodier session: you missed it. to everyone who bought "sunshine smile" thanks; and to those who didn't, no thanks.

adieu kevin, wil, robert & piotr

competition you-yes you-could be the lucky keeper of a highly limited edition "ill be your saint" promo 12" single. not available in any shops. thus gem-like rare and special. (and fit to flog for many pence in a couple of years time at that.) there are five to be scattered among you, and all you have to do to win is write down (perferable on a postcard) who is the patron saint of fishermen and send it to the address on page two. winners' names shall be drawn out of a toupee. and may the best soul win.

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Self Glorification #4

introduction hello, good evening and welcome to another message from the stars. the ulterior motive for this missive is to encourage each of you to go out and buy ten copies of your new creation single, intriguingly entitled "homeboy" on monday 26th october. this would hype our record into an unfeasibly and ridiculously high chart position. the 7" also carries "contented eye" on the flip side whilst the 12" and CD formats both boast an extra track "pilot" (which is, incidentally, a profession we all admire greatly). as usual, there is a tour coinciding with all this which takes in 14 towns, cities and hamlets from Canterbury and Glasgow: [tour dates not listed here] why not come to all the dates?
support on all events is Strangelove. cheers for all the letters, which we always read, however long. feel free to write to us with ideas, contributions or food parcels for this 'zine.
adieu wil, kevin, piotr, robert

a brief history of time And on the third day the good lord looked around, and he saw that the music scene was lacking. and on that day he did create a haphazardly excellent and cringworthy band, and he did call that group of four musicians "The Candy Theives" (oh how dreadfully 1980s). on the first day of december 1988, The Candy Thieves played their first ever gig in the fine regal city of Coventry; two years later to the day they played their last. in that time the band produced a brace of fine songs, a somewhat embarrassing flexi (which we still believe is still available to those foohardy enough to wish to own this bit of soggy plastic by writing to Sian Pattenden, 17 Stephendale Road, London SW6 2LT), not to metion one rave review in Melody Maker, a few keen (but not that keen) record companies. Piotr, Kevin and Will from The Candy Theives went on to form adorable with new boy Robert, whilst original guitarist Wayne left to become dead clever, the band started playing gigs in London and places like that, and through a stroke of luck and a bottle of beer, got to record a white label demo 12" of "I'll be your saint", "sunshine smile", and "breathless". this little gem got the necessary attention of the press and subsequently the record companies started phoning, culminating in the mad scramble for adorable's signature a NME's "On For '92" gig in January 1992. creation got there first. trivia things "what we like" listen up, and listen good. a hundred letters a day and all you ask is the name of our preferred margine, band, foodstuff, colour. talk politics, talk God, talk semiotics, talk love, do not talk trivia. thus in the hope stemming this flow of questions , and in the hope that you may be inspired to ask great questions or tell us even greater answers here is the current definitive adorable Trivia Thing: piotr: service station prawn sandwiches, the arly films of jean-lud godard, the teardrop explodes & julian cope (most of all when he fluffed it), cold bottled beer & olives in bed, "subway" (especially christopher lambert's hair and tuxedo), most breakfast cereals though never at breakfast, the psychedelic furs, practically everything by francois truffaut, the simplicity of miro, the blues of marc chagall, half drunk bottles of red wine the next day (the secret is let them breathe), a warm bed, '40s and '50s hollywood film noirs, jean-paul belmonodo, the idea of the jesus and mary chain, winter at the seaside. I gave up reading books for lent a couple of years ago. hi! kevin here. with a list of some of the things i'm into when i'm not beating those skins. althought now out of fashiion, i'm still not break-dancing, skateboards, root beer, guys & dolls, the toy dolls, the new york dolls, barbie dolls, dollar, antonin artaud, scottish history & folklore, winter sports (i'm a part-time ski--instructor at ben nevis) and just about anything else really. and my favourite band is the cathedrals of cheese. wil likes: peanut butter twix, cookies & cream twix, chocolate fudge twix, oh henry's, baby ruths, peanut butter snickers, peanut butter m&m's, goobers grape jelly, marshmellow fluff, skippy peanut butter, watchamecallits, fudge pecan cookies, pralines & cream haagen daas, cookies & cream haagen daas, belgian chocolate haagen daas, white chocolate ice cream, white chocolate toblerone, milk chocolate toberone, dark chocolate toblerone, blueberry flavour pop tarts. robert: i'm into k records stuff, i'm into the mc5 and i like music with fuzz. i don't smoke or drink heavily but revel in decadence if the mood is right, i read hunter s tompson and watch tom and jerry. i like sleeping and driving around (together and separately, it doesn't matter). i'm influenced by neil young and my bloody valentine. i've got a whole load of things that I want to do with my life and so far everything is (nearly) going right. i haven't eaten meat for six months, i'm a --cut off-- competition yup, one more it's a big FREE on the gift front. this time there's even more lavishness on offer. for example: five "sunshine smile" and "i'll be your saint" promotional videos/two rare 12" white label test pressings things all you have to do is suggest a name for the LP title and send it on a tasteful postcard to the address on page two, right. the first two get both videos and test pressings , the other three get videos last time: the parton sain of fishermen is st. peter, although we now doubt that's true because everyone from scotland who entered put st. andrew, for some reason.

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Self-Glorification #6 adorable:

discography [They list their first five singles plus their first album here. I've not transcribed it because it is verbatim what is on Ajay's page.] if you have any difficulty in obtaining any of the creation releases, you can buy them from "rhythm records" in cambridge by mail order. just send them details of the record you want, together with a s.a.e. (u.k.) or i.r.c. (international reply coupon - you can get them from the post office) to: "rhythm records", 12 gwydir street, cambridge, england hello fanfriends, it's been a long time since we've taken time out to send you another glamorous "self-glorification", what critters and rotters we are, eh? well, feeling suitably humble at the neglect that we have so absent mindedly bestowed upon you, we are here to put things right with 12 action-packed pages of "self-glorification" number six which we have spent weeks slaving over, so you'd better feel grateful. and here is the shocking surprise. there is no ulterior motive for this. no!, no new single or album that we're hassling you to go out and buy. no gig we are urging you to attend. we send this fanzine out of love. to those of you interested in what we've been up to: 1993 was the year that adorable saw the world and vice versa. we've been travelling from new york to prague, from paris to san francisco, from tokyo to hamburg, and from all the places in between to coventry. we are in the process of starting to record tracks for our next l.p., which we hope will be out in the spring of next year and a single should (fingers crossed!) appear in february(ish). to round off this year, we've been to australia and japan, before ducking back into the studio. oooohh... it's a hard life! for those new to the game who want back issues of "self-glorification", the bad news is that they are no longer available (all highly collectable now!) so you will just have to use your fertile minds and imagine just how good they were. serves you right for not writing to us earlier. ha ha ha ha. to those doubting thomas's out there, this fanzine is entirely written by the band members' own fair hands, no one else. also while we're on the subject, although we do read every letter written to us and try to write back to everyone, it occasionally gets on top of us. sometimes we're just far too busy playing gigs hither and thither, general globetrotting, collecting o.b.e.s from the queen (a special "hello" goes out to elizabeth), throwing television sets out of ground floor hotel windows and other pop-star malarky.... hope you are all well and happy; lots of love, kevin, piotr, robert, and wil aka adorable. xx p.s. a very merry christmas to one and all, and may santa bring you all the material and spiritual goodies you could wish for. here is a list of our favourite things: piotr: current fave records: "dreaming in colour" stephen duffy "regret" new order "can you forgive her" pet shop boys "she was too good for me" chet baker "doolittle" the pixies fave thing bought recently: "randell and hopkirk (deceased)" video best discovery: "jason king and department s" (t.v. shows from the early 70s with more style and panache than even the mighty "persuers": and fact fans - jason king is a very rare breed of man - someone who can get away with having a moustache). best meal of late: in a thai restaurant in san francisco book: very lazy in the reading department of late. i managed to get through one very bad biography of alfred hitchcock and the so-so "england's dreaming" about punk and the sex pistols whilst in the u.s. fave fashion accessory: my car. fave tipple: martini in bed. best dream: i met the pet shop boys in a shopping arcade during an earthquake. best smell: the lingering smell of gauloises cigarettes on the tips of my fingers. fave shop: alma's delicatessen, coventry robert: current fave records: juliana hatfield's first l.p. lemonheads bootleg "horse" inhale mary "younger than yesterday" the byrds "crazyhorse" b crazyhorse fave thing bought recently: a red guitar best discovery: that it's o.k. to kiss boys (as long as it's with respect and kindness). best meal: vegetable lasagne at home with a bottle of red wine and good company. books: the aesthetics of rock by richard meltzer, janis joplin story. fashion accessory: my leather jacket fave tipple: tequila and orange juice (separately). best dream: the one with the end of the world in it, because it always makes me think that i should treat people with more respect the next day (a good thing that i often forget to do). best film: thelma and louise. fave shop: spin-a-disc, coventry. smell: marion's hair kevin: fave records: "going down" stone roses something by chopin (bought in oxfan for 25p) "james bond 007" the john barry orchestra john coltrane "son of the soil" raymonde "pets" porno for pyros best thing bought recently: "schindler's ark" book by thomas keneally best discovery: prawn cocktail baked potatoes best meal: chicken and mushroom balti. books: "of the imitation christ" by a. kempis. fashion accessory: woolen hat (seasonal) fave tipple: tennents super. best dream: we were on a cycling holiday in the mountains and switched on the t.v. to see piotr scoring a goal for poland. best film: billy liar. smell: nigel benn's car keys. shop: safeways (for cranberry juice) wil: fave records: "zig zag" by friend and lover. "it's just begun" by jimmy castor. "star wars" and other galactic funk. "babylogue" by raymonde. "intermission" by blur. best thing bought recently: american gortex timberland boots. best discovery: scarification. best meal: one pot of haagen dazs, one pot of baskin robbins. books: "passion of new eve" by angela carter. fashion accessory: kevin gritton (a man to be seen with around you neck). fave tipple: vanilla tea. best dream: everyone kept mistaking me for bruce forsythe (much to my annoyance). fave film: "bonnie and clyde", "m" smell: a freshly manicured moustache. shop: spencer's, el con shopping mall, tuscon, arizona. for years i thought jim morrison of the doors was singing "people are strange. women are stranger" and it came as somewhat of a shock to discover that this was not the case. it was when tom laurie, director of our superb "homeboy" and "sistine chapel ceiling" videos asked us if the line in "sistine" was: "...sitting in the corner, smoking a hard drug cigarette; sitting in a corner, and the box of matches that you ate..." and when a girl called jennifer wrote asking me about the line: "...she's got a sunshine smile, the kind that warms up the corners of my coat room.", that i realised that printing some of the lyrics might be a good idea. the reason we haven't printed the words on the sleeves of our records to date is that these lines are not intended to be taken as "forms of poetry" which is very much the connotation that lyrics have when presented in a written form. they sound better than they look. anyway, here we go... sunshine smile ... and then she smiled, for just a fraction of a little while, and everything was warm again inside. she's got a sunshine smile, the kind that warms up the corners of my cold room. she's got a sunshine smile, the kind that makes you forget again ... a sunshine smile ... and then she said, "if i'm going to be someone else, i'd rather be somebody else with you". that's exactly how i felt, how does it feel ... the way i feel, doesn't feel quite real. how does it feel to feel? she's got a sunshine smile, the kind that warms up the corners of my cold room. she's got a sunshine smile, the kind that makes you forget again ... a sunshine smile ... and then she said, "if i'm going to be someone else, i'd rather be somebody else with you". that's exactly how i felt, how does it feel? and for that one short while, it was as if she'd only just learnt how to smile ... homeboy ... tripping into the back of my mind. and your words like angels' crash inside. and a word and a movement and a touch. and a word and a movement and it's all too much, it's all too much. i never understood what it mean to be. i never understood what it meant to be misunderstood. but even if i did, i don't think i'd care less. even if i did i don't think i'd care less - you're so beautiful ... i want to drown beneath the waves. i want to dig myself a shallow grave. and hold you up for all to see. i want to cut you up, i want to watch you bleed - ever so slowly ... i can't follow what i don't believe in. no i can't follow what i don't believe in. and that's why there's nothing left of me. because i don't believe in you - you're so beautiful ... summerside oh she lay by the window all summer. waiting silently for her lover. she said "i touched the stars", and she had the scars to prove it. but what she didn't realise that with reluctance in his eyes, she'd lose it ... it's going to be another long summer, killing the love from one another, until the leaves float down, wither slowly in brown ... lying in her crumpled bed. her lips dripping red. it's going to be another long summer, cutting the life from one another, culling the light from one another, killing the love from one another, one another, one another ... sistine chapel ceiling i drew a breath. onto a canvas. i could not have cared less, about the words spewing out of my mouth in blue and green. it was the nicest sound i've ever seen. to come stumbling out of my frozen mouth ... sitting in the corner, smoking a half-drunk cigarette. sitting in a corner. my half-imagined statuette. and with my hand upon my heart, i'll say that she's worth it. and with my hand upon my art, i'll say that she's perfect. and we all go ... up on the ceiling. i'm going up on the ceiling ... (when art imitates art i'm high on the ceiling, but when art limitates art i've lost that sistine chapel feeling) ... i'm going up on the ceiling, i'm going up ... favourite fallen idol when i fail, i want to fail completely. and when i fall i want to do it neatly. hand-in-hand, side-by-side. all due haste to my demise, flickering by firelight. i'm going to burn like joan tonight ... this is the angels' sound. with wingtips singed, we're surely heaven bound ... i'm only failing now, just to entertain you. i'm only failing here, because there's little else to do. underwater, coming up for air. wallow in self-pity and despair. i haven't got a care. i've got to do my hair, i've got to do my hair ... this is the angels' sound. with wingtips singed, you're surely heaven bound. you've fallen idle. you're my favourite fallen idol ... i'm only falling to entertain you. i'm only falling just to entertain. i'm only falling to entertain you. pretend, pretend, pretence, pretend ... letter from america america, home of beautiful creaking automobiles that you would kill to go on the run in, burger king joints with disenchanted waitresses, roads that never end into cinema sunsets, wil's candy wrapper collection, unsmiling policemen giving out speeding tickets, a thousand different flavours of fizzy pop, "bewitched" every morning at 9, vegas oh vegas, neck-creaking skyscrapers in new york where gangster movie smoke rises from manhole covers, "got any i.d.?" said the barman from the east coast to the west coast, redneck bouncers trying to beat us up because the audience stood up at a gig, the shopping channel, making lots of new friends we might never see again, arguing over tapes to be played in the van (robert always seemed to be the unfortunate loser), a headache, a dry desert and nothing to drink, save some bottles of warm beer from the night before, kevin's wig, "the mod squad", the disappointment that being in america is not always like being in your favourite movie, going back to our hotel by taxi from a rooftop party as the sun begins to rise, second hand book stores bursting with "man from u.n.c.l.e." paperbacks, buying cheap guitars, smashing up cheap guitars, 52 television channels with surprising little good on them, midnight swims, a party overlooking smog-clothed los angeles, an evening baseball game, driving through the night in order to get our canadian visas in time, buying a dozen postcards of the niagara falls which never got sent, lucky strikes, the tornado in st. louis, the constant search for a launderette, the constant search for kevin's clothes left at a launderette which spent most of the tour traveling by post from hotel to hotel some 2 days behind us, unfinished mounds of food, frank sinatra on the jukebox in philadelphia, ice cream sodas, shades, an evening go-kart race, wil working as a waiter in our beloved "dennys diner", coffee in a speakeasy at two in the morning. home. piotr's soundtrack to the tour: music from the film "blow up" robert's soundtrack: codeine (it lasted three songs on the van stereo) kevin's soundtrack: "hot pants" by the b52s wil's soundtrack: "heatwave" by martha and the vandellas yup, it's competition time again. last issue's competition, to have the message of your choice scratched into the run-out groove of our next single, is still open, so keep the scribblings coming in. those on the current leaderboard (though by no means assured of victory at the tape) are: madeleine rich with: "madeleine rich" (we like the cheek of it!) teresa and diana willis with: "total and utter shite" christine amos with: "she who dares wins", "some people never know when to stop", "...and the groove goes on" sabin henzen with: "don't recycle this", "a christmas gift for you" mike sax with: "plenty of ambition... no day job" we will spare you some of the less commendable suggestions! our new competition has four superb prizes with each lucky winner getting: 1) a t-shirt designed exclusively by a member of the band and 2) an original painting by that self-same member. yes, you could be the proud owner of a robert "gucci" dillam t-shirt original, or an authentic, and much sought after kevin p. gritton finger painting that will doubtless become a valuable family heirloom in generations to come. all you have to do to win one of these this prizes is to send is a drawing of one of more members of the band: and remember artistic proficiency will not necessarily assure you a prize, so don't be shy whatever your ability. also surprisingly few of you ever enter these competitions, so you stand a good chance of walking off with one of these top prizes. and remember, this offer is not available in the shops. well, you almost reached the back of the fanzine, so it must be time for us to try and sell you something. on offer we have: adorable arrogant white t-shirt x.l. only £7.50 (£10 non ec-countries) joan of arc long sleeved top on black x.l. only £10 (£12.50 non ec-countries) all prices include postage and packing our spring collection will be launched early next year. (probably around springtime i'd imagine) merchandise available from: adorable, p.o. box 2817, london n1 7lx please send a cheques, postal order or an international money order (available abroad from most banks and post offices) made payable to "adorable" in pounds sterling only. please do not send cash. allow 28 days for delivery. if you are ordering from a non ec-country, please remember to use the price shown in brackets. The Fake: Self-Glorification #7 adorable: discography [They list their seven singles plus their two albums here. I've not transcribed it because it is verbatim what is on Ajay's page.] if you have any difficulty in obtaining any of the creation releases, you can buy them from "rhythm records" in cambridge by mail order. just send them details of the record you want, together with a s.a.e. (u.k.) or i.r.c. (international reply coupon - you can get them from the post office) to: "rhythm records", 12 gwydir street, cambridge, england welcome to our world. a world of fake pretentiousness, of fake concern & understanding, a world where we release our second lp on creation (uk), appropriately titled "fake" on monday september 19th (sony simultaneous release in europe). ltd edition free 7" accompanies the uk vinyl release. if you have bought this fanzine at a concert, and would like to be put on our free mailing list, please write to the address on the back of this fanzine.

we go to look at the world as follows:

Thursday 15 September - London Marquee
Friday 16 September - Liverpool Lomax
Saturday 17 September - Oxford Venue
Monday 19 September - Derby Wherehouse
Tuesday 20 September - Plymouth Cooperage Wednesday 21 September - Bath Hub Club
Thursday 22 September - Chelmsford Army and Navy Friday 23 September - Sheffield Hallamshire
Saturday 24 September - Bedford Esquires
Monday 26 September - Stoke Wheatsheaf
Tuesday 27 September - Leeds Dutchess of York Wednesday 28 September - Coventry Browns Thursday 29 September - London Marquee
Friday 30 September - Barry Island's Friar Bar Saturday 1 October - Manchester University
Sunday 2 October - Edinburgh Venue
Monday 3 October - Glasgow Arena
Tuesday 4 October - Newcastle Riverside
Wednesday 5 October - Middlesborough Arena
Friday 7 October - Tunbridge Wells Forum
Saturday 8 October - Portsmouth Wedgewood Rooms Sunday 9 October - Colchester Arts Centre
Monday 10 October - Birmingham Jug of Ale
Tuesday 11 October - Bristol Fleece and Firkin Wednesday 12 October - Newport T.J.s
Thursday 13 October - London Marquee
Sunday 16 October - Frankfurt Nachtleben
Monday 17 October - Koln Luxor
Tuesday 18 October - Hamburg Logo
Wednesday 19 October - Berlin Loft
Friday 21 October - Zurich*
Saturday 22 October - Lausanne*
Monday 24 October - Vienna*
Thursday 27 October - Rimini*
Sunday 30 October - Prague*
Tuesday 1 November - Copenhagen*
Thursday 3 November - Stockholm*
Friday 4 November - Gothenburg*
Sunday 6 November - Oslo*
Wednesday 9 November - Den Haag*
Thursday 10 November - Amsterdam*
Friday 11 November - Brussels*
Saturday 12 November - Paris*

* please check press for details.

[Note that their last concert ever
was on November 11 - Minstrel]

now TURN ON! to find out what the real wil likes to see at the cinema.
SWOON! as you see the adorable portrait gallery, GASP! as you discover kevin's favourite wacky races character, WRITE OUT CHEQUES! as the latest in high fashion is displayed before you on our adorable catwalk merchandising page. adios. mr. fijalkowski, mr. dillam, mr. gritton, and wil Wacky Races sod wim wenders, and tell mr. kerouac to go fly a kite; the one and true road story is that of dick dastardly & co. traversing the open plains of americana in a reenactment of the early pioneers. not only do the various contestants come from different socio-economic environments (arkansas country-bumpkins to chicago mobsters) but also from different temporal plains (from the stone-age to the ahead of his time professor) and genre types (the all american hero as popularized in 1940's and 50's comic strips & cinema serials, versus the moustache-twirling villain originating from flickering silent movies circa 1915). as an antidote to our pretentious film-guide, here is the definitive adorable street-guide to who's hot & and who's not as they line up under starter's orders for the greatest race of them all..."the wacky races". >>dick dastardly & mutley in the mean machine: "wacky races" without dick & sidekick would be like an adorable fanzine & no pretentiousness, like coventry football club and no end of season regulation battle, like an edition of the nme WITH an article on adorable, like...oh well you get the picture - it just wouldn't do. speeding along in car number 00 (apparently grand prix driver damon hill chose to be car number 00 as he was fed up with his 'nice guy' image & wanted to scale the same dizzy heights of meanness as dd) dick has one fatal flaw - why does he race ahead of the pack & then stop to do his acts of devilry when his car is patently faster than the rest? if he just kept going he would win every time. this has been a point of frustration in the adorable camp, and already two televisions have been smashed in annoyance at this habit. but perhaps dick (always a man for a good line, and not at all averse to turning to camera to directly confront the commentator's criticism of his antics) sums it up best: "i'm going to win this race fair & square, even if i have to cheat to do it". both wil & piotr have dim childhood recollections of seeing an episode where dick & muttley actually win, but this could be one of those collective myths that spring up from time to time like andy warhol films are fascinating viewing, or england are a good football team capable of winning the world cup. >>the slag brothers in the bouldermobile: with haircuts not dissimilar to our own robert dillam (or as an american dj kept on calling him - 'bobby dillman'), these two were childhood faves for piotr, though he can't remember why. hanna-barbera's later cartoon character 'captain cavemen' bore more than a passing resemblance to the slag brothers. >>the gruesome twosome in the creepy coupe: a sort of cross between frankenstein & the munsters (which was still a popular tv programme of the time) it is perhaps inevitable that this dark, foreboding vehicle should be the one wil, aged six, should cheer on the loudest. professor pat pending in the convert-a-car: best name in the race, of that there can be no doubt. but bloody hell, he was a massive cheat, not averse to crippling his opponents' vehicles in a manner that dick dastardly would be proud of. red max in the crimson haybailer: a dull man. penelope pitstop in the compact pussycat: the perfect role-model for the ladies in the audience; stunningly beautiful she was not one for compromising her femininity just for the sake of some "li'l ole car race". she would cook chicken on a spit over her engine as she drove, whilst arranging her hair or adjusting her lipstick and still win! wow...what a girl!

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