Atlantean Night Tourists

by The Bing Turkby Ensemble

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  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    Check out the merch page for the magical musical mystery novel The Musomancer!

      $5 NZD  or more

     

  • Cassette + Digital Album

    Need some good old-fashioned tapey goodness? This is what you're after. A lovingly hand-dubbed cassette of the Atlantean Night Tourists album. Leave it lying around at work so people know how damn special you are, that you have a piece of plastic-y art that Bing Turkby prepared just for you!
    Limited to 50 copies universe-wide. The master .wav files will be smashed afterwards and incinerated, so no more can ever be made. OMG, how much more special could it get than that?
    Well, you could always buy a copy of The Musomancer book (below) and ask Bing to sign it for you I suppose. Whoah, if you did that, people would know you were the very tippest of the top in your local community.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Atlantean Night Tourists via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 2 days
    edition of 50 

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  • The first volume in a new magical musical mystery fantasy series by Bing Turkby.

    Paperback, 174 pages, 20.3 x 12.7cm. ISBN 978-1537327785.

    The story:
    A guitarist dies, after writing the best riff of his life. As far as the Police are concerned, the death appears to be due to natural causes. But to Jareth McHendry, it is the sinister work of an evil Musomancer, and the start of a powerful spell that will ruin mankind.
    Is Jareth a deluded eccentric, or is he the only person standing between humanity and catastrophic devastation? Can he track down the evil Musomancer?And if he does, will he be able to keep his guitar in tune long enough to save the world?

    Includes unlimited streaming of Atlantean Night Tourists via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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      $15 NZD or more 

     

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about

This album represents a hop, a step and a herculean leap for the Bing Turkby Ensemble, as we took the drastic decision to record in a proper studio (The Stomach, Palmerston North, NZ) for a change.

The magic ears of engineer Nigel Mauchline ensured a much bigger, brighter, betterer sound for the rhythm tracks. These tracks were then taken back to the dim lair of TurkbyTone Rekkids Studio B (for Bing), where multiple overdubs were perpetrated upon them.

Afterwards, we went back, cap in hand, to Nigel and asked him to see if he could make them sound good again.

To say we're pleased with the results would be an understatement. To say that we pooped gold bricks of joy would be tantamount to hyperbole. To say this is the end of this paragraph would be very accurate.

credits

released December 1, 2016

All songs written by Bing Turkby.

Performance artistes:
Bing Turkby - geetar, vocals, trombone, sax, tenor banjo, accordion
Tyrone T. Blowhard, saxamaphone
Slapskins McBOOOm - drumbelinas
Ajax MacDeth - bass, fancy bvs.

Recorded at:
The Stomach, Palmerston North: engineer - Nigel Mauchline
T-Tone Studio B For Bing, Palmy: engineer - Bing Turkby

Mastered by Nigel Mauchline

Artwork by William Bennett, who also did the cover for the book The Musomancer.

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The Bing Turkby Ensemble Palmerston North, New Zealand

From Turakina, via Castle Xanthros, all the way to sunny Palmy, the Bing Turkby Ensemble brings you a theatrical rock show like no other. Starting in 1996 as one man, a wig and a tape deck, the band now features this cast of miscreants: Bing Turkby, Tyrone T. Blowhard, Slapskins McBOOOm, and MacDeth. ... more

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Track Name: Sunken City
In an ancient submarine, on a deep-sea trip
In a sea of tourmaline, under the waves
Looking for the triple ring, round a mountain top
Looking for a sunken city, under the waves

Chorus:
Sunken city, come to me
Sunken city, Atlantis
Sunken city, will always be
Sunken city, Atlantis

Following the ancient clues, in a madman's book
Guided by the obscure lines, under the waves

Chorus

Guitar solo

I can see the sacred plain, on the mountain top
I can see the three canals, under the waves

Chorus:
Sunken city, came to me
Sunken city, Atlantis
Sunken city, will always be
Sunken city, Atlantis (x2)
yeah!

Sax solo
Track Name: I Talked About Guitars
She talked about politics, I talked about guitars
She was studying medicine, I talked about guitars
She studied at university
Talked with people who were cleverer than me
She had a really good conversation but I talked about guitars
Yes I talked about guitars

Could have talked about something else but I didn't
Could have listened to what she said but I didn't

She tried to talk about capitalism
She tried to talk about terrorism
She tried to talk about religious schism
But I talked about guitars
Yes I just talked about guitars
Solo!

She talked about bakery, I talked about guitars
We went to the movies, I talked about guitars

Then when her uncle passed away
He left a Gibson for her to play

Now she talks about Les Pauls
Won't say anything else at all
Won't hear a word about Telecasters
But we both talk about guitars
Yes we both talk about guitars
Track Name: Stolen memories
Have some pie, at the table
Reach for the photo box
Look at the faces

Chorus:
Stolen memories, or are they mine?
Forgotten melodies, sung out of time

I try to anchor time and place
To a name and to a face
But it's just too much
Too much to remember

Chorus

I remember when we met
I remember my first pet
I remember matching coats
The old farm and the crazy goat

Chorus
Track Name: Boogaloo
Chorus:
She does that boogaloo, boys
She turns the menfolk into toys
She does that boogaloo, boys
She makes men shiver

She's long and tall with witchy hair
Her coven isn't far from here, not far
As the crow does fly

She lives way out here in the woods
Far from any luxury goods, no, no
No luxury goods out here in the woods

Chorus

All day long I earn my pay
Go home each night the same old way, except for once
I took a different path

I wandered down a shady road
Found her house by the trail of toads that glowed
You know, they once were men

Chorus

Sax solo

Chorus

Banjo solo
Track Name: Lurlene (Cinnamon buns)
Sitting at the truckstop
At 3AM this morning
I ordered up a big old mess o' beans

The waitress took my tip
And she caused my heart to flip
That's when I met the lovely Lurlene

Chorus:
Lurlene
Your tattoos are astounding
Lurlene
You set my heart a-pounding
Lurlene

Every trucker knows
There's no finer little diner
The word is out, the secret is revealed

So I stopped in for to buy
A bucket full of chicken
I fell in love before the fat congealed

Chorus

Solo

Now if you've got a thing
For a plate of buffalo wings
Or coffee that's as strong as gasoline

You should take my good advice
And head for that little old diner
But keep your filthy hands off my Lurlene

Chorus:
Lurlene
Your tattoos are astounding
Lurlene
You set my heart a-pounding
Lurlene
Well I love your cinnamon buns
Lurlene
I'll let you shoot my gun
Lurlene
Track Name: The Right Channels
Playing in towns that all start to look the same
Sleeping in the van is all part of the game

Chorus:
To get to the top, you've got to use the right channels
To get to the top, you've got to work the angles

Waking in the evening, feel like going to bed
Adrenaline kicks, and we all start rocking instead

Chorus

Gratuitous, yet mercifully short, guitar solos

Well now, we thank this crowd for rocking with us
Thank you! Thank you!
Soon we'll all be loading the tour bus
Tour bus! Tour bus!

Chorus
Track Name: Ring That Bell
I'm calling time on all your promises
I've packed a lightweight travelling trunk
I'll track your scent through pine-filled forests
Emerging slowly from my funk

Cos I'm going home
To the long white cloudy hills
I'm calling time
Time to ring that bell

It's closing time
Everyone's gone
It's time to ring that bell

Oh ring, ring that bell for me

What did you say when we met last time?
Oh yeah, you said "you're a flippin' mess!"
Well I've tidied up, but I'll never be
Ticking boxes, just to pass a test

Cos I'm going home
To the long white cloudy hills
I'm calling time
Time to ring that bell

Cos life isn't meant to fit in a box
It always spills over the side

Oh ring, ring that bell for me

So take my hand, take my favourite mug
Take my fifteen top CDs
Let's fill a box with our emptiness
Pack it away, and go and have some fun

Cos you and me, were meant to be
It's time to ring that bell

Oh ring, ring that bell for me
Track Name: 9 to 42
Huh! Uh!
Bing Turkby
Huh!
Meaningless drivel

Fools can try to change my mind, that's OK
They can call me extra-light, that's OK
I'll just play my guitar
I've been alright so far

I'm 9 to 42
I'm 9 to 42
I'm 9 to 42
How bout you?

Listen they say now
SRV used telephone wire, I don't care
EVH likes baling twine, I don't care
I'm still loud as all Hell
You'll hear my notes quite well

I'm 9 to 42
I'm 9 to 42
I'm 9 to 42
How bout you?

Let me hear you now
Extra-light, it's alright (9 to 42)
Extra-light, it's alright (9 to 42)
Extra-light, it's alright (everybody now, 9 to 42)
Extra-light, it's alright

9 to 42.
Track Name: Vanquish the Necromancer
Settle down, take the cup
Say your cheers, yeah, drink it up
Say your cheers, cry your tears
Come the morning you're leaving here

Take your coat, yeah take your boots
Here's the piper and here's the lute
The lutenist plays, the gentleman pays
Come the morning you'll be on your way

Threatened by evil
You are our champion!
Take him our answer
Vanquish the Necromancer

He can turn into a tree
Causing lesser men to flee
But you're the village champion
Vanquish him! Vanquish him! Vanquii-iiish him!

Evil walks within the land
The Necromancer shall die by your hand
And it won't be long now

(Semi-harmonised guitar solo)