Meet Me at the Depot / Popman

by The Wind-up Birds

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Don Lolo Pas l'EP le plus indispensable d'autant que Popman est présent dans l'album the land. De plus le morceau Meet me at the depot n'est pas forcément leur meilleur. Favorite track: Meet Me at the Depot.
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"Coming off somewhere between The Fall and Art Brut, Leeds' literary punksters The Wind-Up Birds are showing melodic promise and attitude to boot ... a thrashing celebration of laziness and pop ambition." - 4 out of 5, Danny Canning, Artrocker

"You're probably a regular person and when it comes to angry northerners you most likely take the view that Arctic Monkeys should be slapped, that Mark E Smith may have a point, but could maybe find another one and that Morrissey should just get hold of Prince Harry and get the whole Nazi thing out there. This is why The Wind Up Birds are important. They plough a very acceptable furrow in the rant as music field because they are articulate, talented and abrasive, not because they're from the ever loving north ... Cute, sharp, clever and rocking, we love them now as we loved them before and as you will love them in the future." - Unpeeled.net

"Blimey I can feel hairs standing on the back of my neck and the sinews tightening, panic stricken agit punk pop all the way from Leeds courtesy of the Wind-Up Birds who thus far have seemingly tuned heads, garnered admiring glances and won acclaim from all fortunate enough to have them veer up on their radar [...] directly channelled frenzied bored anthem brittleness" - Losingtoday.com

"these two tracks alone somehow condense all the excitement thus generated by the 80's post-punk explosion into just over 5-minutes . . . Musically, lyrically, conceptually nigh on fucking perfect, this is the kind of A-side we used to put on over and over and over again. [...] Fuckingfantastic!" - Jean Ecoule, Mudkiss.com

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released June 27, 2011

Recorded by Whiskas at House of Mook, 2011

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Track Name: Meet Me at the Depot
Meet me at the depot
We can commandeer a wagon
We can hit the road to London
Seek adventure without caution
Meet me at the depot
Early Sunday morning
We’ll take off without warning
While the city’s sleeping

There is nothing of value here
This is what the angels say
I know you got tired of dreaming
This is what the angels say

They say meet me at the depot
With your hip flask ready
There’s this fire in your belly
And there’s nothing on the telly
Meet me at the depot
We’ll leave notes on the conveyors
For the gaffer and the packers
Tell them not to miss us

There is nothing of value here
This is what the angels say
I know you get tired of dreaming
This is what the angels say

They say meet me at the depot
Promise me you’re coming
I didn’t plan all this for nothing
I know I’ll be left waiting

Meet me at the depot
We’ll leave notes on the conveyors
For the gaffer and the packers
We’ll tell them not to miss us
Meet me at the depot
With your hip flask ready
There’s this fire in your belly
And there’s nothing on the telly
Meet me at the depot
Early Sunday Morning
We’ll take off without warning
While the city’s sleeping
Meet me at the depot
We can commandeer a wagon
We‘ll hit the road to London
Seek adventure without caution

There is nothing of value here
This is what the angels say
I know you get tired of dreaming
This is what the angels say
You were left on your own
You had nowhere to go
This is what the angels say
You were left on your own You had nowhere to go
This is what the angels say
They say
Track Name: Popman
There’s something in my mind that’s making me hesitant
I can see you're busy
It's not important
Sorry to disturb you
I can tell you later
What does that nod mean?
Do you want me to wait
Or just stay out of your sight maybe
It takes a lot of effort to appear this lazy
Its not my fault
I’m not where I should be
You don’t know me or my history

I always fancied being a popman
(“What?”)
Like a milkman for pop
Delivering the flavours that you can’t get in the shop
(“Pop!”)
I’m not talking about the eggman
No way
That was The Beatles
Being surreal about delivery people

I can spend all day on an hour’s work
A handful of tricks I’ve religiously learnt
The years slip away while I look at the clock
But what have you done?
You’re one to talk
This was not my destiny, no
I doubt they even have popmen now though
A rusted van with broken windows
All out of business ‘cause of Asda and Tescos

I always fancied being a popman
(“What?”)
Like a milkman for pop
Delivering the flavours that you can’t get in the shop
(“Pop!”)
But I never wanted to be a milkman
No way
Despite the family ties
I can’t get excited about dairy supplies

A man
In a van
Bringing pop
To the people