Things As They Are

by Kate Dimbleby Band

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    Things As They Are is an album of mostly original material with words and music by Kate, featuring the upbeat anthem Chime, as well as a powerful setting to music of WB Yeats’s poem The Falling Of The Leaves and a poignant bass and vocal arrangement of Janis Ian’s Stars.

    With two other album releases on the acclaimed jazz label "Black Box Records", this is Kate's first original album. Kate moved to Canada in 2003 after the final sell-out performance of her tribute to Peggy Lee at the Festival Hall and was inspired to start writing what she now thinks of as her debut album.

    She returned to the UK and went into the studio with her band Malcolm Edmonstone (piano), Jonty Fisher (bass) and Ben Reynolds (drums) and the fantastic Nigel Price guesting on guitar.

    "The songs are performed with a shimmering vocal versatility... she has the musical talent and jewel-eyed confidence needed to guarantee an audience a good time." The Evening Standard

    "Dimbleby is clearly a talent to watch, blessed not only with a great voice but a real gift as a songwriter in her own right." The Sunday Telegraph

    "It was said about Fred and Ginger, 'She gave him sex and he gave her class.' Well, Kate Dimbleby has both already and it is a killer combination." The Scotsman

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Things As They Are is an album of mostly original material with words and music by Kate, featuring the upbeat anthem Chime, as well as a powerful setting to music of WB Yeats’s poem The Falling Of The Leaves and a poignant bass and vocal arrangement of Janis Ian’s Stars.

With two other album releases on the acclaimed jazz label "Black Box Records", this is Kate's first original album.

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released January 2, 2009

Kate Dimbleby - voice
Malcolm Edmonstone - MD and piano
Jonty Fisher - bass
Ben Reynolds - drums and percussion
Nigel Price - guitar

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‘life affirming’ Sunday Times Artist of the Week
‘riveting’ Mail on Sunday, Album of the Week
‘fresh, subtle and startling’ The Guardian
‘intriguing, file under one offs’ 4* ‘Arts First Night’
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Track Name: Kate Dimbleby - Blue meets Blue
The sound of waves like a distant wind soothes my hungry ears
No trace or mark of where blue meets blue
No space between me and you

Foam tumbles from a watercolour sky finds a shore unsure
Touch and leave ever questioning until
A photograph holds it still

Is this the unattended moment, where past and future reconcile?
I just want to understand
Hints and guesses all there is,
your words are succour for a while..

Beside these rocks we’ll find our place
Held tight in ancient stone
Embrace
The tide will turn
as voices yearn
to believe

The sound of waves like a distant wind soothes away these tears
No trace or mark of where blue meets blue
No space between me and you
Track Name: Song that you'd like
You’re a brown eyed beautiful boy
heart like silk I can’t describe it
Wild delicate joy
Just let me in and let me try it
Your voice thrills the void
moves the air with expectation
Leaves me enjoying
you

I want to write a song that you would like
I want to write a song that you’d like
And if I wrote a song that you’d like
Would you like me?

And how long ?
I’m wondering what else I might do
How long
Til I get through to you?

I want to write a song that you’d like
I want to write a song that you’d like
And if I wrote a song that you’d like
Would you like me?
Track Name: The Falling of the Leaves
Written by WB Yeats
Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.

The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.
Track Name: Chime
Sometimes I’m so excited I don’t know what to do
It’s like my heart has taken over and my body’s ringing true
MY eyes glint with EXPECTATION
And my insides thrill with giggles with giggles
A rushing sensation that in minutes turns to
drivel

oh what I might be if I try not to notice
and what I might see if I try to stay focused
but why do my thoughts crowd around me like JOKERS?

I can’t give in
But I can’t give up
There’s so much fear to fill me up
like liquid stone I’m grey most of the time
But for a moment some days
everything around me starts to
CHIME

I was only just eighteen when I met a dead man walking
He summed me up in sentences I couldn’t stop him talking
About the glories he’d achieved
And what he could DO with me, this empty
metaphor of nothing that he strapped across his knee

what I might be if I try not to notice
and what I might see if I try to stay focused
but why do my thoughts crowd around me like jokers?

I can’t give in
But I can’t give up
There’s so much fear to fill me up like liquid stone
I’m grey most of the time
But for a moment some days
everything around me starts to
CHIME
Track Name: Reason for a Song
I’m thinking of your body in the bath mama
Your lines and curves I realize now a time-travel work of art
As I lie hot and still the age you were , mama
It seems so young - to understand

I’m closer now than you will ever know mama
The water soothes my frowns as you showed me years ago
You said you dream of food, I dream of songs, mama
Without the notes I’m lost
You say we all get lost
But it’s hard to hold the reason for a song….

I’m trying to write this down before it dies mama
we’ve both seen the pain of holding these relationships inside
Tell me if I’m speaking out of turn mama
There’s nothing I can say
To catch our yesterdays
it’s hard to hold the reason for a song…


And now the music’s getting far too loud mama
My thoughts are falling heavy trying to please this virtual crowd
I hope you know I’m thinking of you now mama
I’ve many notes to find
Before I reach my kind

It ‘s hard to hold the reason for a song
Track Name: Hold on
You closed your eyes and said today made you sad
As if it made you feel the pain of tomorrow
And in the morning light I thank the luck we’ve had
It’s hard to rationalize this time we seem to borrow

Hold on
Our sad times they will come
Hold on
As our lives move on
Hold on
just enjoy this ride we’re on…

I made some biscuits - thought that it might make you smile
I burned them obviously – they taste a bit like sawdust
I wasn’t thinking – took my eye off for a while
That’s what it feels like when I start to lose your trust

Hold on
Our sad times they will come
Hold on
As our lives move on
Hold on
Let’s enjoy this ride we’re on…

So many stories stem from paradise gone wrong
One on the news today – a woman and her family
A fragile voice revealed a sadness far beyond
these quiet nights we take for granted - so please can we

Hold on
Etc.
Track Name: Tired
What?
Did I breathe too much air for you
What?
Did you need someone there for you
What?
Is the point of us playing this game

Tired
Tired of being what you want me to be
Trying to see what you want me to see
Tired of slowly unravelling from me

No it’s not an irrational point of view
I have thought it, so it’s true
There’s a life outside of you

Feel my words, they get stronger with each line
Fed and fuelled by wasted time
You had yours, now I’ll find mine

Lost
Little boy playing dolls again
Costing out lives like a poker game
What? – is there pleasure or comfort in pain?

Pack your bag – oh I’m sorry but it’s
already packed
and this straw has been silently stacked
There’s only one left – watch your back.

No it’s not an irrational point of view
I have thought it so far through
There’s a place outside of you

No it’s not a bad day, time, month or year
Fact I’ve never felt so clear
There is nothing left to fear

Feel my words, they grow stronger with each line
Fed and fuelled by wasted time
You had yours, now I’ll find mine