Songs That Nobody Taught Me

by Nick Field

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1.
Portobello road, Portobello road Street where the riches of ages are stowed. Anything and everything a chap can unload Is sold off the barrow in Portobello road. You’ll find what you want in the Portobello road. Rare alabaster? Genuine plaster! A filigreed samovar owned by the czars. A pen used by Shelley? A new Boticelli? The snipper that clipped old King Edward’s cigars? (Made in Hong Kong, 2 bob a dozen would you say?) Waterford Crystals? Napoleon’s pistols? Society heirlooms with genuine gems! Rembrandts! El Greco’s! Toulouse-Letrec’os! Painted last week on the banks of the Thames! Portobello road, Portobello road! Street where the riches of ages are stowed Anything and everything a chap can unload Is sold off the barrow in Portobello road. You’ll meet all your chums in the Portobello road There’s pure inspiration in every creation. No cheap imitations, not here in me store. With garments as such as was owned by a Duchess. Just once at some royal occasion of yore. Portobello Road, Portobello Road Street where the riches of ages are stowed Artifacts to glorify our regal abode Are hidden in the flotsam in Portobello Road You’ll find what you want in the Portobello Road Tokens and treasures, yesterday’s pleasures Cheap imitations of heirlooms of old Dented and tarnished, scarred and unvarnished In old Portobello they’re bought and they’re sold
2.
You gallants and you swaggering blades,     Give ear unto my ditty, I am a boon companion known     In country, town, and city, I always lov'd to wear good clothes,     And I ever scorned to take blows, I am belovèd by all me knows,     But God I've got no money My father was a man well born,     Who loved to hold his money, His bags of gold, be would declare     Far sweeter were than honey, But I, his son, I do let it fly     In tavern and ordinary, Yes, I am beloved in company,     But God I've got no money. All parts of London I have tried,     Where merchant's wares are plenty, The Royal Exchange, and fair Cheapside,     With speeches fine and dainty, They bid me in for to behold     Their shops of silver and of gold, That I may choose what wares I would,     But oh I've got no money. And for my contentment once a day     I walk for recreation, Saint Paul's, Ludgate, and Fleet Street way;     I gaze an elevation; Sometimes my humour it is to range     Through Temple, Bank, and New Exchange, For to view the fashions rare and strange,     But god I've got no money. all parts of London I have come     Both I and my sweet penny Got entertainment in the same,     And we won the love of many, Both tapsters, cooks, and vintners fine,     With other jovial friends of mine, They do pledge my health in beer and wine,     But God I've got no money. But never shall I miser be,     While I have life in earth, I'll spend my money frolickly     In friendship, love, and mirth; I will drink my fill, I will pay my score,     And I'll eke dispense some of my store, And to the needy and the poor,     I'll freely give my penny. Thus to conclude as I began     I wholly am inclin'd, Wishing each true hearted man,     A faithful friend may find: And you that my verses stay to hear,     Draw money for to buy my cheer, The price of it is not too dear,     'T will cost you but a penny
3.
Once I had a colour as red as a rose Now my colour has fade like the lily that grow Now my colour has fade like the lily that do grow And if it wasn't for flash company I should never been so poor. So you take this yellow handkerchief in a remembrance of me And tie that round your neck, my love, in flash company Flash company's been the ruin of me and the ruin of me quite If it wasn't for flash company I should never been so poor. Now it's singing and a dancing sure that is my delight Flash company being the ruin of me and the ruin of me quite Flash company being the ruin of me and a great many more If it wasn't for flash company I should never been so poor. Now you take a yellow handkerchief in a remembrance of me And tie that round your neck, my love, in a flash company Now flash company's been the ruin of me and a great many more If it wasn't for flash company I should never been so poor. Now its all you little flash girls take a warning by me And never build your nest my love on the top of a tree For the green leaves they will wither and the roots they will decade And the beauty of a fair young maid that will soon fade away So you take this yellow handkerchief in a remembrance of me And tie that round your neck, my love, in your flash company Flash company's been the ruin of me and the ruin of me quite If it wasn't for flash company I should never been so poor.
4.
Heigh ho, Who is there? No one but me, my dear Please come say, How do The things I'll give to you A stroke as gentle as a feather I'll catch a rainbow from the sky And tie the ends together Heigh ho, I am here Am I not young and fair? Please come say, How do? The things I'll show to you Would you have a wond'rous sight The midday sun at midnight Fair maid, white and red Comb you smooth and stroke your head How a maid can milk a bull And every stroke a bucketful

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Songs That Nobody Taught Me is a collection of songs from musician, contemporary performer and writer Nick Field.

The collection stems from Nick's lifelong fascination with folk music. He's worked with and recorded folk music before, but this time he has questions about what folk music means. The songs were researched and developed as part of a performance commission for POP Festival in West London in 2020. The performance piece, Songs The Nobody Taught Me, explores folk music, community and authenticity.

The collection features songs that all have a relationship to folk music, but highlight how complicated folk music is as a concept. Portobello Road and Willow's Song are both part of movie soundtracks, but written to appear like folk songs. They can both be considered pastiche to some extent. Flash Company, a lament from the end of a hedonistic life, was first encountered by Nick on an archived field recording of folk songs. Of all the songs here it's the one considered to be a true folk song, but it's likely to be a combination of a number of commercially written songs that were then blended and passed on through the oral tradition. There's Nothing To Be had Without Money was found as part of the research for the performance, and isn't considered to be a folk song as such because it came from and is about London, has an urbane quality to the lyrics and is seen as a commercial song rather than an organically developed folk song because of this. Even so, it's very old, probably about 400 years, and was also passed on orally. This raises a number of questions; are any British folk songs really authentic? Instead, are they all to some extent a mix of pastiche, commercial concerns and evolution through oral sharing? And who is excluded in this?

The commission for POP Festival focussed on Ladbrook Grove and Portobello Road, which have a rich music legacy. A digital version of the performance piece is available on Nick's Youtube channel and website, and incorporate and contextualise these songs.

Nick says:

I fell in love with these songs, putting them together for the performance piece, and I really wanted them to have a further life so I made this collection. Willow's Song is one of my favourite songs, and I love that its from the folk horror classic The Wicker Man. There's Nothing To Be Had Without Money is a delight, I love the narrative elements to it and how relatable it is 400 years later in terms of city life. There's also a suggestion of queer subculture in it, I'm so happy I found it. Flash Company is also known as the Yellow Handkerchief, I think it's a beautiful, soulful lament. Portobello Road, originally from Bedknobs & Broomsticks, is a charmer, and was recorded with Portobello Live! choir who are wonderful. I've loved revisiting folk music, reconsidering my relationship to it and creating new versions of these songs.

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released February 16, 2021

Nick Field: arrangements, vocals and harp

Nick Trepka: Producer

with huge thanks to all at Portobello Live! Choir

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Nick Field London, UK

Nick is a singer-songwriter, harpist & performing artist from London. His influences include folk and electronica to create layered and textured worlds of sound.

'a multi-talented polymath' Resonance FM

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