Killing Time

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You Really Got Me

Gerry was asked to write the liner notes for the third GIRL album by a Japanese record company. When he received a copy of the CD the notes he had sent them were not included...to risqué? You decide...

GIRL "NAUGHTY BOYZ" (AKA "Killing Time" - this was the record label's choice of a title...not the band's) It seems very in keeping for GIRL to release our third album fifteen years after the band split up...we never did anything we were expected to do. This record was made in Summer 1982 amidst a war with our record company, wholesale management slaughter, heroin addiction and us clinging onto a dream of making an idea work that was destined for annihilation by the music press. I'm glad that bands like Poison, Cinderella and Guns 'n' Roses finally got away with playing heavy rock with lippy on... and why not! It never hurt Kiss's bank balance did it?

After we finished recording this album, we were no closer to bridging the gap with our record company than before it, despite compromsing ourselves with half-hearted attempts at a radio hit via crap songs by Russ Ballard. Our main gripe was that they had destroyed the hard work we had done on the Wasted Youth album by letting Nigel Thomas re-mix it in 3 days in a studio in Stokholm, far away from the band. They cut it from his shitty mixes and when we heard it we were well pissed off...that was it...war. So we got outside financing (from a certain royal household), rented The Who's tour bus and booked ourselves onto a tour of Europe with Ted Nugent and Pat Travers, playing bull rings and sports arenas in South of France and Spain. There we were, parked outside the Carlton in Cannes, living on fine claret and hot dogs...the label thinking they were 'breaking us' by not giving us our £100 a week wages...it was great.

After late summer on the Continent, we played a London gig at the Zig Zag theatre in West London. I almost got killed that night by a mad house crew member so didn't pay too much attention to our pals from Def Leppard in the audience but, they were there to confirm that they wanted Phil to replace Pete Willis in their band...our lives were such chaos and our band by then, doomed, that we wished Phil our very best and off he went to 40 million + albums. (I'm still glad he turned down that Iron Maiden offer!) So Phil was gone, so was our core but, we got in Pete Bonus on guitar and GIRL again toured Japan, Thailand and Hong Kong in Dec. 1982. By then we'd all had enough and we split up the band. I went off to Australia to set up a film company, the rest of the guys joined other bands, Philip landing on his feet with a set of gold discs with LA Guns (but not after being held on contract by Jet for 2 more years), Simon signed his band Hard Rain to London Records and Pete joined Spear of Destiny and then Yngwie Malmsteen. So this album is our last statement as GIRL, not so out of date as one might expect...I'm sure that 'White Prophet' (a Cocaine Fantasy) is no longer apt but as an ex-GIRL member, I for one can still relate to and enjoy 'Naughty Boyz'.

The album is dedicated to Bryson Graham who, despite his rock 'n' roll suicide, still lives on inside all of us who knew him ("I can't hear the bass drum Tom!").

Juliet

Juliet I wake at night
I walk the floor
Til I see the light
If you could see me now
You’d know it ain’t right
Oh darling I miss you
Juliet why did you go
Why break my dream?
That’s what I gotta know
Why did you leave?
When I needed you so?

*Juliet I love you Juliet
   Somehow I can’t forget
   I wish we never met
   I can’t forget you Juliet

No I can’t forget you Juliet
Ooh……..

The endless nights we spent alone
Talk of the life that we’d make our own
We were in love so long
Oh how I miss you
When you read this letter tonight
I hope and pray that you see the light
Look out the window and you’ll be in sight

*repeat

I wake at night and walk the floor
Don’t think that I will see you anymore

*repeat

(Ballard)