Shiny Shiny HAYSI FANTAYZEE
GOOD TIMES COME TO ME NOW
Good times but questionably good music?
HAYSI FANTAYZEE
Lets look at 1983:
Like in 2009, tragic fires rage across two states and at that time, kill and damage a devastating amount:
Back then in 83, Captain Fancypants sat in his maths class when a Christian brother (later jailed for – guess what!) says “Boys it’s the end of the world” when the dust/smoke storm crossed Melbourne.
Melbourne, beautiful, one day, dusty & smokin the next.....
What else in 1983?
- Bob Hawke gets into politics,
- The Americas Cup comes to Perth
- Essendon beat Hawthorn in the Grand Final and life goes on.
But Australia still stopped at 6.00 on a Sunday for Countdown.
And back in 1983 the gender benders were on fire! Boy George and Marilyn were racing up the charts. But a new sound, an odd film clip, a leggy girl and a “What did he come as ?? “ bloke were now coming up the charts with the one hit song in Australia
Shiny Shiny HAYSI FANTAYZEE
From the website: This band fronted by white dreadlocked singers Jeremy Healy (also known as Jeremiah) and Kate Garner, and with Garner's then boyfriend songwriter/producer/director Paul Caplin in the background.
Kate, a Welsh fashion photographer with her then boyfriend Paul teamed up with Jeremiah to form the band. Ahead of their time, they filmed a very low budget video (to cash in on the freakiness factor) rather than a demo tape to get the contact and publicity that made them a hit . The song “John Wayne is Big Leggy” was the first hit for them in 1982.
As the Captain continues to haunt the younger members of the Cleavagedownunder crew with this song (and threaten that we may perform it) it is difficult to believe that they (not us) actually released a whole album of songs.
The Album “Battle Hymns for Children Singing” beat the New Zealand Church Tabernacle Choirs release (Dirty deeds done with sheep) and reached the dizzy heights of number 11 in the UK in 1983. Even as the review as added, Terry Towelling was even astonished at the lack of sensible lyrics that came from this dance ditty.
The Album “Battle Hymns for Children Singing” beat the New Zealand Church Tabernacle Choirs release (Dirty deeds done with sheep) and reached the dizzy heights of number 11 in the UK in 1983. Even as the review as added, Terry Towelling was even astonished at the lack of sensible lyrics that came from this dance ditty.
Lets look at a random few lines from the song
It's a pity 'cos I dress divine
city smokes - people choke.
Big meanie he's a genie and we ain't got a hope
No chance - no chance.
Yes, no chance. Not since the Red Rooster Ad jingle or the song Dah Dah Dah, have the lyrics been so….deep! Apparently the song is about Armageddon! (WTF?)
So did good times come?
It appears not for long.
The band folded shortly after this. However they did continue on individually.
Kate (after a rumored affair with Marilyn – then also produced by Paul from Haysi) continued fashion photography. She has released a new song (see below) And as she is still a spunk, here are some photos (thanks to those sites for these)
Click HERE for a interview and link to her new song. (thanks to “Revenge of the 80s)
See more on Kate and her photography at http://www.kategarner.org/
Jeremy is now a highly sought after DJ, across Britain and Europe.
More on Jeremy at this website http://www.jeremyhealy.com/
Paul, well not a lot of info on him. After managing Marylin for a short but, he has kept out of the limelight. He now manages a software company Capiln Systems
And now .........
So with Haysi’s last song releases attempts of
"Whino Whino, glug glug, de glug glug”
“ John Bon Jovi is is Mr New Jersey”
and the doomed “White men can wear dreadlocks” all failed to chart and Haysi Fantayzee faded like a rockmelon in the “Con the Fruiters” greengrocers shop of 80s CLEAVAGEDONWUNDER Rock and Roll!
AGAIN a big thanks to the trio of Paul, Kate and Jeremy as you made our rockin world go round and allow us to still listen to you today
And as always, the words. Can you make any sense?
Good times come to me now
good times come to me now.
I ain't lying 'cos there ain't no time
no city.
It's a pity 'cos I dress divine
city smokes - people choke.
Big meanie he's a genie und we ain't got a hope.
No chance - no chance.
Well
I feel fine
no it ain't no crime.
I was dreamin' of a demon and I ate a dime.
The dime floats
the colonel boasts -
Send 'em up the hill boys, this ain't no joke
.
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny sha-na-na-na.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Your sure look fine your shoes they shine.
I taste your face your love is mine
Mercury dan with a spikey hand.
I'm a hot retard
Marquis de Sade.
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Saw a cop on the line
machine gun shine.
I was dreaming not believing that I was alive.
My mind broke
the cop he choked.
Get out of here, boy, or I'll use the colt
.
No chance - no chance.
You sure look fine your shoes they shine.
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar.
The child spoke - "We ain't got a hope
Press the button
press the button - it's all remote".
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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Shiny shiny bad times behind me
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