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(Sketches of) Brownsword

by The Help

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Robust and Bespoke My whiteness cushions every blow And it is mine to squander A shame that I’m the last to know My skin’s a first responder My whiteness is invisible It’s Absence makes me blonder And after it’s been pointed out My mind begins to wander If you want a man to stop drowning, then take your foot off his head It’s hard to believe it it when it’s true And if you want a man to die crying then you leave your knee on his neck It’s hard to perceive it when it’s you. It’s pancake day, it’s pancake day Pay no mind to what your guilty conscience say Include me out, I’m uncomfortable Include me out, I feel vulnerable Include me out, of my bubble But I can always get back in Blow me tight, I’m deferrable Blow me tight, It’s inferable Blow me Tight, how Mercurial! So emphatically ignorable The thing that’s most deplorable Is the part that isn’t curable. Never heard about Edward Colston, David Tuohy, pirate Morgan, or Harewood House Won’t talk about San Domingue, William Gladstone, William Beckford Or Richard Blair We must know about Ignatious Sancho, the Bangle lady, John Blanke and Joseph Spence Francis Barber, Black Spartacus, the Mighty Sparrow and Learie Constantine Pablo Fanque, Muthemba Machel, Yaa Aasantewaa or ChalkyWhite On and on. Round and Round. Tell me when we hit the ground. I
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Shelf Life Is it a race when one of the runners is hogtied? Is it a war when one side is small and one plus sized? That man made a monument to himself A tradesman who handed out scraps of his wealth He took out insurance on people he stole No matter if half of them choke in the hold. Chicken Supreme overcooked in a pot that’s so Fragile When she writes words every one looks so fearful and Facile That man made an arsehole out of himself And broadcasted his lack of good mental health Making things worse with the public purse America grates putting white lives First Is it a race when one of the runners is shoeless? It’s not a mystery just because you’re fucking clueless How dare you condemn them when people like us made them do this?! If there’s a future you’ve planned,by all means whip out the Blueprint Look at me, Look at you Wondering why we all drink so, Skimming the cream from American dreams it isn’t pretty to think so.
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Eddie On Carr Bottom Rd Near the Stylo factory And past the City training ground Right next to the chippie In Edwards house I got to watch Grange Hill Bread and butter with every meal Who could fail to see the appeal? The only kid in the room to know the word persevere And he was better at Marbles than me Alright Don’t get your knickers in a twist He said in the car when I lost my shit tried to hit Jesus live on stage They took your cardboard sword away legionary in cardboard armour I Thought about you yesterday. Swallowed the hogwash and threatening bogwash reports Pushed off a wall into a bed of nettles in shorts. Buttered and bred in a briar patch Ginger and gentle and sweet I never saw how much shit you would catch I’m so fucking sorry Ed. All the tree guards and Vikings With sticks and knives and handfuls of chives. Bikes and potatoes, silage and bust nose Willy and Dickie and Edward Bronson and Barker are Permanent Markers Sharper than Harpers, to Indolent larkers I couldn’t say but The Dead could I saw Danny Kendal found in a skip In that front room at teatime Seventeen years and it became clear A caesura can’t stop a forced rhyme I’d heard something once but I didn’t know Until fourteen years after that Argus wrote down the gist Telegraphed what I’d missed Because I am selfish and fat
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Wetwhitewealthy The Adhesive man crackled He’s got Aspic in his beard Rolled over in his roller And the immigrants cheered Got a pain in his chest from the sodium sulphide If you listen whilst he’s pissing you’ll hear burns on his thighs What do you do when you smell the glue That’s made from hair and teeth and skin Clever clever clever how he makes the leather From lye brains shit and urine Walk right by there’s a teAr in my eye Not in my backyard Odiferous Trade Is very well paid Bit scudding and baiting’s a blockade to meeting Bacteria getting Aiding and abetting Bacteria breeding BActeria feeding Run right by There’s a cloud in the sky That will strip the hairs out your nose The adhesive man grappled With his major concerns Wrote a letter to his debtors put some cream on his burns Oh what do you do when you smell of glue That’s made from hair and teeth and skin Tricky tricky tricky to dip your wicky When you stink of brains and urine Odiferous trade is very well paid but scudding and baiting’s a blockade to mating The self made man has a pretty good plan. He’ll buy himself a Russian Belle. Able to lift and work second shift Preferably with no sense of smell Come on by there’s a tear in his eye His cry of love were heard.

about

Fuck the Help

The Help is the only band anyone can join, so join it.

A esoteric side project of an esoteric exercise in self conscious vanity, the Help is inherently ignorable and mostly harmless.

Inspirations for the project are manifold, but chief among them are Plague and ‘Race’ Relations, as well as unease about continued Corporate interference in education.

Musical Prompts are likewise Legion. Informed by Public Enemy, Frank Zappa, El-P, John Oswald and all the previous Big Nest Sounds, the Help is more focussed and perversely more abstract than the previous work.

All of the following continue to shape the work. Again, don’t hold it against them, even if they like it.

Stewart Lee Simon Munnery
Friends of Apley Woods
Creations from Quarantine
Nina Simone Bod
Grandmaster Flash et al
Akala Jane Elliot
BBC Yoko Ono Negativland
Faust/Can/Neu!
Davy Graham Prince
Eddie Hazel George Formby
George Galloway/Naz Shah
Anna Goudie Jade Hoffman Wade Cole
Katie Kahle Clay Banes Dave Basso
Bumdar and Teacup
Boots
Big Star/Vernon Green/Dexys
Ween/Frogs
A Little Night Music/Thingfish



The record is currently in pre-production and is subject to wholesale change.

Van Botswana’s role in this has not been major so far, so it’s been a solo cheese adventure in my Big Red Shed.

Recent musical additions include: Ukulele, Melodica, Sampler, Jam Block, Coffee Tin, and Tambourine. I’ve also found my glass finger. I also plan to feature on The Alto Bootsax more prominently. I have a new reed and everything.

Get involved. Get into it.

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released June 17, 2020

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Don Botswana’s Big Nest Sound Wolverhampton, UK

The Big Nest Sound was a One Man Audio Collective featuring occasional Children. The children feature less these days.

Imaginary Associated Acts

The Help
Don Botswana
Minty Rocksmacker and the New Brown Clouds
Rich Brownsword
MC Cakeslave
Organ Morgan
Your Mother
Woden’s Field Straight Pointers Kunterbunt Rundfunk

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VseveloDon, the Big Nest Himself

He’ll most likely not bother you.
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