The final release in the Triple Burst saga and also the farewell CD for Antique Seeking Nuns, Careful! It’s Tepid is perhaps the most cohesive of all of the three EPs, featuring some of the very best examples of the Nuns highly progressive instrumental compositions, framed at the beginning and end by two songs of a lyrically whimsical nature set to some of Baber and Winks’ most harmonically fascinating music yet. This is also the best sounding Nuns EP having been recorded during the same sessions that produced Songs For Days, although a few sonic elements remain from the earliest Mild Profundities sessions. The EP starts in as simple a way as possible – just acoustic guitar and voice – and over the course of 20 minutes unleashes all manner of instrumental combinations: a nostalgic string quartet blends with childlike glockenspiel and chiming guitars in The Foulness! The Stench!, deranged drums and vibraphone manically dance around slide guitar and distorted bass in Dead Cheese, and wobbly synth textures cushion what sounds like a chorus of mandolins as strange film dialogue interrupts the proceedings in Bearded Bag Lady. Careful! It’s Tepid makes a fitting finale for the Triple Burst trilogy and the Nuns project in general.
credits
released 01 October 2009
Performed by Joff Winks: Vocals, Guitars, historical Skyline
Matt Baber: Rhodes, Synths, tuned percussion, memorial Skyline
Brad Waissman: Electric Bass, Acoustic Bass
Paul Mallyon: Drums, Percussion, Foot Cowbell
Recorded in May 2006 at Dungeon Studios Oxford by Richard Hains.
All other recording engineered by Joff Winks at Yellow Benteens 2007 to 2009
Bag Lady samples 2001 Winks archive
We’ve been looking out for you
Waiting up for you
Send us a message please
We don’t want to bust on you
We’re just here waiting
The sun is shining here
Because the sky is blue
We’re just so tired from
Waiting for something new
Leave us a message please
Star signs
The sky at night
We’re getting sound and TV
Your broadcasts leak
Cosmic
Debris
Is raining down on our street
Space is not so bleak
100 billion stars
And not one radar blip
Can you make it this far
Or have you cancelled your trip
Send us a message please
Track Name: Ointment For Flies
A constant feeling
I’m in the way
Buzzing round your
Head again
Please don’t take offence
I’m compelled to be
A source of peoples’ aggravation
Bathing in the sun
Has never been much fun
Flying round in
Squares again
Heat from sunshine
Drives me insane
Cooling hands and feet
Soothing to the touch
Easing any aggravation
Seeing people with sunscreen
Enjoying sun
Leaves him feeling vulnerable
And needing some
In the evening
My time has come
Plans and scheming
Enough is done
Seize this chance in hand
When they pop that lid
I’m diving for that soothing lotion
Bathing in the sun
Has never been so fun
With his plan now all conceived
He starts to breath
The smallest sighs of some relief
But they’re so short lived
The sense of cooling
Begins to fade
Replaced by sinking
Beneath a wave
A white and gloopy end
Drowning in this ooze
I’d change for any aggravation
Bathing in the sun
Will never be as fun
With his plan now all complete
We start to see
The folly of his way
To achieve relief
Unexpectedly
He met his end
And there for we propose
Ointment for flies