The Bumdrops – ‘Time Is
Best When It’s There’ c/w ‘Dance, Lucy, Dance!’
Released February 30th 1967 Columbia DB 9754
Arthur ‘Spanker’
Watkins (psaltery, vcls), Lucas North (organetto, rackett), Cleophas Edmond
(pipe and tabor, backing vocals), Toby Octavias (zink, claves), Geoff ‘Suzie’
Flittermouse (lizard, bladder pipe).
Durham band The
Crackpots originally recorded ‘Time Is Best When It’s There’ in late 1965. It
was released on the Pye International label and soon sunk without trace, the band
splitting up shortly afterwards.
One of the few people who actually bought the record, though, was Cleophas Edmond, then a sixteen year old schoolboy in Durham, who became obsessed with the song’s strange chorus lyrics:
One of the few people who actually bought the record, though, was Cleophas Edmond, then a sixteen year old schoolboy in Durham, who became obsessed with the song’s strange chorus lyrics:
"Time is best
when it’s there, baby
When it’s not there it’s a drag
Sometimes it isn’t there
at all
Just like you when you smoke a fag".
"I couldn’t
imagine what this song could be about!" says Edmond today, while serving in his
fish and chip shop in Rhyl, North Wales. "It wasn’t so much the bit about the
girl smoking the fag, but the whole idea that time could not be there. I found
that rather creepy and wanted to put those lyrics in a more appropriate setting
than the Carmen Miranda influenced calypso rhumba style of The Crackpots original,
great and danceable though it was, if you like that sort of thing".
Taking as his
starting point the actual sound of time, which he imagined to be the heavily
overdubbed sound of many people whispering from various religious texts, the
track soon explodes into a cacophony of medieval instruments, with Lucas
North’s organetto to the fore. Immediately, one is transported back to the
eleventh century, possibly observing a band of drunken troubadours prancing
down a filthy, excrement-covered lane in what was then the north of England
(now St Albans). After a full
eleven minutes (yes; this was the longest single ever made at the time*), we
hear Arthur ‘Spanker’ Watkins’ ugly croak of a voice capture the perfect mood
for those uncanny lyrics.
‘Mummy! What are
you and daddy doing that makes so much noise?
Can you not see that I am playing with boys?
Another birthday party ruined by your screaming and grunts
I’m sick sick to death of your sexual stunts.’
Can you not see that I am playing with boys?
Another birthday party ruined by your screaming and grunts
I’m sick sick to death of your sexual stunts.’
Cleophas had
excised the other three verses and Watkins just repeated the first one again in
their place. ‘I don’t know why I did that.’ he says ‘It was Toby Octavias’s
idea. He though it would be interesting. He later had a major nervous
breakdown.’
Described by
Beverly Staines from Record Mirror as ‘the ultimate flop’, it didn’t make the
charts, but was the inspiration for a whole concept album by North’s later band
The Inaniloquent. The b-side,
‘Dance, Lucy, Dance!’, later re-released as an a-side, fell afoul of the BBC’s
then ban on songs featuring the word ‘knees’.
*clocking in at
an incredible 24’ 22” – unheard of for a single at the time and only surpassed
by ‘Uruguayan Pissing Tree’ by Zoe & The Underdogs (112’ 71”).
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