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I was fired up when Phil (Dolby) let me take a crack at this song. I was really drawn to this track because the story reminds me of the Pedro the Lion song "Indian Summer" from their masterpiece "Control". But make no mistake, this is a great Dolby track that really stands out on its own and shines. I really wasn't going for anything in particular with the sound, although I wanted to emulate Topper Headon's drum sound from Sandinista or Combat Rock. For whatever reason, dirty-ing up MIDI drums was just not happening for me.
Dolby's original version can be found here: Half a Million Miles
It's a song from Phil's album "Where Are We Now?". The song on its own is fantastic, but what I really admire about Phil is that he is donating to profits from the sale of this album to a hospital in Cambodia. For more information go to
www.phildolby.co.uk
Dolby's original version can be found here: Half a Million Miles
It's a song from Phil's album "Where Are We Now?". The song on its own is fantastic, but what I really admire about Phil is that he is donating to profits from the sale of this album to a hospital in Cambodia. For more information go to
www.phildolby.co.uk
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Lyrics
Half A Million Miles
(by Phil Dolby ©2007)
Six o’clock and workers are all heading for their cars
For the evening migration home
Staring into tunnel vision, pumping on the gas
Push the air conditioned zone
They have no idea that the time
Is getting ever nearer death
But the engines keep on humming
As the clock just keeps on ticking
To the planets last resentful death
Half a million miles away
His kids are playing truant
So he takes another long haul flight
From the demons in the middle of the night
8.00 a.m. and mothers are all escorting their sons
And daughters in their four-by-fours
To school gates where the teachers just look on in grim despair
And wait for them to take them home
They have no idea that these wheels
Were not designed for city crawl
But the engines keep on running
And the clock just keeps on ticking
As they plough on through the urban sprawl
Half a million miles away
His wife is being nailed
By a salesman with a pack of lies
So he turns his head up to the sky
Another day another place another kind of heaven
For the businessman so far from home
Another hotel lobby for a meeting that could happen
By Internet and mobile phone
They have no idea that the deals
They broker now will make no sense
On a planet still revolving
Where the problem they are solving
Is of mankind in the former tense
Half a million miles away
The place he loves is empty
He never stopped to wonder why
He took another long haul flight
(by Phil Dolby ©2007)
Six o’clock and workers are all heading for their cars
For the evening migration home
Staring into tunnel vision, pumping on the gas
Push the air conditioned zone
They have no idea that the time
Is getting ever nearer death
But the engines keep on humming
As the clock just keeps on ticking
To the planets last resentful death
Half a million miles away
His kids are playing truant
So he takes another long haul flight
From the demons in the middle of the night
8.00 a.m. and mothers are all escorting their sons
And daughters in their four-by-fours
To school gates where the teachers just look on in grim despair
And wait for them to take them home
They have no idea that these wheels
Were not designed for city crawl
But the engines keep on running
And the clock just keeps on ticking
As they plough on through the urban sprawl
Half a million miles away
His wife is being nailed
By a salesman with a pack of lies
So he turns his head up to the sky
Another day another place another kind of heaven
For the businessman so far from home
Another hotel lobby for a meeting that could happen
By Internet and mobile phone
They have no idea that the deals
They broker now will make no sense
On a planet still revolving
Where the problem they are solving
Is of mankind in the former tense
Half a million miles away
The place he loves is empty
He never stopped to wonder why
He took another long haul flight
lavalamp
Tom Petty, The Cars, Weezer, The Pixies, and Elvis Costello rolled up in one.
F*ckin' great one, brother.
BTW, Great song, Phil.
Dave