“No Job, No Prospects” Official Video

Filmed in my lounge room in the famed Whynot Street residence in West End with much help from many, many friends. A one-take wonder, I had much fun eating cereal to a slow-mo version of my song and my bass player Costas Constantinou sped it up in post and made it look pretty. Thanks to Marianne Henriksen for help with filming, Janey Mac for getting lots of people organised for the shoot and being an off-camera “stage manager” telling people when to enter and Dick Desert for helping off camera as “stage manager” and for extra filming.

You’re Much Too Young For Me

Written by J. Beavis

Appears on “Gentleman Giant” LP, 2013. Personnel: Jimi Beavis – vocals; Dave McGuire – guitar: Costas Constantinou – double bass; Joachim Alfheim – drums and percussion; Trav Jenkins – piano. Also see official video clip for “You’re Much Too Young For Me”.

Girl, you smell with the fullness of life

And still trust people for the things we need

Baby, I know they’re gonna take that from you

While you’re still sucking down those beers

You’ll still be swimming in the boiling lagoon

Bubbling over so joyfully

And I’ll be watching and thinking from my room

That you’re much too young for me.

 

I remember when I first fell in love

I was 14, you must have been quite young

Things have changed, I’m a little too wise

And the cane has replaced the gun

Baby, when you count the ways,

Do you count the lines around my eyes?

Can’t you see I’m just another phase

And you’re much too young for me

 

You say you want us to grow old together

Well, you’ll never to push me round in a wheelchair

And when this weary mouth talks, you can ruffle my locks

That’s if I’ve still got any hair!

 

Woman, I’ve run out of excuses

Before you’ve run out the door

Yet for some reason you’re still standing here

And I can’t give you any more

And I’ve forgotten exactly what it is I fear

Aargh, I dunno, I guess I could find out

Will you till love me when I’m 43?

You’re much too good for me.

 

 

 

You’re Going Below When You Die

Written by J. Beavis

Appears on “Gentleman Giant” LP, 2013. Personnel: Jimi Beavis – vocals, banjo, party noises; Dave McGuire – guitar; Costas Constantinou – double bass; Scott Nosworthy – drums; Andrew Garton – tenor saxophone; Dan Quigley – trumpet; Papa Joe Roberts – clarinet; Ronan Lock, Ngaire Lock, Niyi Adepoyibi, Lauren Lucille and Ryan Wijeratne – party noises, percussion.

You’re going below when you die

You’re going way down when you die

But knowing you like I do

That’s not going to stop you

You’re going below when you die

 

I’m not going to be your toy again

Plumbing the depths of wickedness and sin

It was fun for a while I’ll admit

But the devil came with it

I’m not going to be your tool again

 

You’re going to love my best friend I know

Make him think that wine will forever flow

Then when his clothes are gone

And his jewellery’s been pawned

You’re going to take what’s left and up and go

 

You’re going to tempt his sister too

Just like you did with me and the other two

It’s like some Greek tragedy

Except it’s very real you see

You’re going to tempt his sister too

 

You say that I am just as bad as you

That I only loved you just to be amused

Well be that as it may

But I’ll wait for you on judgement day

Then you’ll find out just what I am going to do

 

You’re going below when you die

You’re going way down when you die

But knowing you like I do

That’s not going to stop you

You’re going below when you die

You’re Frisky When You’re Sloppy Drunk

Written by J. Beavis

Appears on “Stripped” EP, 2012 and “Gentleman Giant” LP, 2013. Personnel (on GG version): Jimi Beavis – vocals; Dave McGuire – guitar; Costas Constantinou – double bass; Scott Nosworthy – drums; Trav Jenkins – piano; Andrew Garton – tenor saxophone; Dan Quigley – trumpet.

 

You dress so neat but ya bottom lip hangs to the ground

You dress so fine but ya lip hangs to the ground

Must be hard to walk dragging that lip around

 

You got a stately grace, but you wear your frown as a crown

You got a stately grace, but your frown is a crown

Must be hard to dance, with that frown holding you down

 

I used to think that you the happiest gal in town

I used to think that you were the happiest gal in town

But now you’re only happy when you’re getting someone down

 

You got money, you got love, you got plenty enough

You got me, you got two, other fellas that I know of

But you’re only happy when you’re getting someone down

You’re only happy when you’re getting someone down

 

Have another drink, cos you’re frisky when you’re sloppy drunk

Have another drink cos you’re frisky when you’re sloppy drunk

When I’m with you, I can’t get drunk enough

 

Have another drink, cos you’re frisky when you’re sloppy drunk

Have another drink cos you’re frisky when you’re sloppy drunk

When I’m with you, I can’t get drunk enough

Too Tired To Cry

Written by J. Beavis/N. Adepoyibi/D. McGuire

Appears on “Gentleman Giant” LP, 2013. Personnel: Jimi Beavis – vocals, harmonica; Dave McGuire – guitar; Costas Constantinou – double bass; Scott Nosworthy – drums; Ronan Lock, Ngaire Lock, Niyi Adepoyibi, Lauren Lucille and Ryan Wijeratne – handclaps, percussion.

Well the temperature’s hot and your make-up’s smudged and it’s only half past 12

The gin’s been drunk, we’ve run out of luck and your just talking about yourself

I’m wick of hearing about material goods, that you plan to buy

But I gues I’ll just stick with you, cos I’m too tired to cry

 

It’s half past two and it’s back to you and the things that Tom does now

He’s got a prettier womnan, with a nicer job, and you want to know how

The way you talk, I’m a worthless man, with no more prospects in life

But I guess I’ll just stick with you, cos I’m too tied to cry

 

It’s coming on dawn and we’ve tried again just to see if it gets any worse

I’ve got a premonition of wearing black and walking slowly beside your hearse

And we’ve said plenty of things that have hurt us cruel, but we’ve never ever lied

So I guess I’ll just stick with you, cos I’m too tired to cry.

Tell Everyone I Know

Written by J. Beavis

Appears on “Stripped” EP, 2012. Personnel: Jimi Beavis – vocals, harmonica, percussion; Paul “Morningside Fats” Renton – guitar, percussion; Brodie Graham – slide guitar.

I’m gonna tell everyone I know what you did to me

Tell everyone I know what you did to me

You say there was one but I know there was three

 

Gonna buy my friends a drink, tell them what you’ve done

Gonna buy my friends a drink, tell them what you’ve done

Everyone here’s gonna know, how you get your fun

 

Tell everyone I know, how you get your kicks

Tell everyone I know, how you get your kicks

You’re gonna have to leave town if you want your fix

Son, I Want To Tell You About Your Mother

Written by J. Beavis

Appears on “Stripped” EP, 2012. Personnel: Jimi Beavis – vocals, guitar.

Son, I want you to know about your mother

Son, I want you to know about your mother

She had long straight hair, she used to brush every morning

She had blues eyes, just like you

She had dimpled cheeks, just like you

Son, I want you to know about your mother

Son, I want you to know about your mother

I met her when I was cold and lonely

When I met her I was broke, I had given up hope

She took me in her arms, her love changed me

Son, I want you to know about your mother

Son, I want you to know about your mother

She died in the hospital, She died in my arms

She died when you were born

And the sun broke through the dawn

Slow Blues in D Minor

Written by J. Beavis

Appears on “Gentleman Giant” LP, 2013. Personnel: Jimi Beavis – vocals, harmonica; Dave McGuire – guitar; Costas Constantinou – double bass; Scott Nosworthy – drums.

You took too long to decide what you want

Six cups of holy wine, red and heavy and gushing down the front

 

She wore a scarlet dress, and she paused and smiled as she went by

Now I’m sitting on her rocking chair, two heaven hours, three spoons of lye in my eye

 

It wasn’t easy, leaving you behind, moving on without looking back

You predicted, you were right, now I’ve left you standing down by the train track

 

You took too long, to make up your mind

But at least I can say someone loved me true, before the day I died