Christian Girls (PURE95CDS)

Released April 2000 on Too Pure

Christian Girls, We Don't Care What They Say About Us, The Fear

7 inch omits 'The Fear'

 Christian Girls

Now I believe an angel crossed my path and realised,
That the hair on my head will be pass my chin when I've earnt this type of prize.
The scent that she brings makes me feel alright like the pleasure of sleeping safe tonight,
But I won't sleep tight ‘til I know she's been cleaned from her toes to the top of her head.
Christian Girls should be kept pristine and totally devoid of pain,
I can't hold back the rain, the dirty, dirty rain.
Gloria's freckles just titter and tease, but they're no bloody use to me,
No bloody use to me.
Too much telly and too many books and so many films to keep me hooked,
But the idea of sex seems so bleeding stale when her heart is as big as a house.
And the red, red lips just keep reminding me of Sarah Brown,
And the cool, cool breeze makes me feel like settling down.
Christian Girls should be kept pristine and totally devoid of pain,
I can't hold back the rain , the dirty, dirty rain.
Gloria's freckles just titter and tease, but they're no bloody use to me,
No bloody use to me.
It's a shame that she feels this way, to my hearts dismay I want to kiss all her fingers

We Don't Care What They Say About Us

We don't care what they say about us, anymore.
They laugh, we don't reply, there's no reason to tell them why,
You are with me tonight.
We don't care what they say about us, anymore.
Oh I feel for you, you feel for me, so of course it must be true,
You will kiss me tonight.

The Fear

Inside the fear we find the tenderness,
Inside the thought we find the urge,
Inside the love we find the heart,
But the heart is weak and so it breaks, inside we find the fear

Inside the language we find joy,
But stupidity can only annoy,
The stupid can also feel the pain,
I have reasons for my joy, but not for being lame

Be strong for me when I can't be strong for you,
Be there for me but only if your true,
Though I try hard I will sometimes let you down,
I will sometimes let you down.

Don't be faithful if your hearts not truly there,
We are useless if we don't embrace the fear,
Though I try hard I will sometimes let you down,
I will sometimes let you down.

Your hair was unwashed it was greasy,
You had the dirt beneath your nails,
I could tell from your clothes you were trustworthy,
I could tell from your eyebrows, you had lots to tell

Some explanation is probably needed as to why there are three versions of Christian Girls. Well after we made our debut single Too Pure signed us on the strength of C Girls rather than Friend. When we were recording 'Breaking..' they put a fair amount of pressure on us to re-record it for that an album and a single. At the time I felt this to be bit 'big label' of them, I suppose in retrospect I felt I hadn't released many songs and it seemed silly for two of them to be the same tune. I dug my heels in but eventually relented and recorded 'More Christian Girls' for them which is the same song with different lyrics. 

Too Pure were not very happy about this and kept the pressure on for us to re-record it a second time, they seemed certain that the tune would be a hit or something. By the time of Boxing Hefner, I just got tired of the argument so we recorded our 'hit' version of Christian Girls. I was never a fan of the song in the first place and this is definitely the worse version. I think you can just tell we're trying too hard plus we screwed up the mastering so it sounds too bassy. The B-sides aren't so bad though, 'We don't care.. was written during the traumatic split with my then girlfriend and it's about the girl I'm still with today. The fear is about, well the fear. They are the first time we recorded ourselves on our new 8-track which we went on to record most of Dead Media on.

The pictures on this page are all by the band or crew and are from the marathon Spanish / American tour of 1999. This really was the best and worse of times for Hefner and I really wasn't sure at the time wether we'd make another record at the time. Both me and Antony were going through break ups and we took out on each other a little. Another problem was that in Spain we were being treated like kings by this time; free drink, free drugs, where as soon as we got to America we were back to being a hard slog band sometimes playing to 30 people. Things eventually came to a head at the Jug of Ale in Cleveland , Ohio on my birthday. Me and Antony decided to start drinking 'Carbomb's' ( a shot glass of Jameson's and Baileys dropped into a half pint of Guinness and downed in one). We drank about 5 of these each and by the time we got on stage we were drunk, now I don't mean tipsey I mean absolutely shit faced so you don't know one end of the guitar from the other. I spent most of the show yabbering on about my girlfriend and my birthday, I'm not sure how many songs we did but they must have been awful, we could always survive if me or Jack were drunk but if John or Ant were out for the count we were appalling.

After the show Ant thought he'd try his luck with the barmaid, (who had admittedly been giving us free drinks). He made the band wait for ten minutes and when he got in I guess seven weeks of being in a van together exploded and everybody was screaming at each other though oddly not me and Antony.

Everything was eventually resolved by everybody having a good laugh at me honking my guts up for half an hour back at the motel. The next day everything was fine and we went on to make 'We Love The City' and 'Dead Media'.

Photos the top fthree are from a service station in the middle of spain, the next three are me in New York, Me in Bennicassim, Ant in a Motel, the bottom three are Hasket (tour manager, jack, John and Ant in Boston, Ant hungover somewhere and me in Washington.