"Ivory Coast" genre: Indie
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	Described as 'the best song Pavement never wrote'. John Kennedy's single of the week xfm. What the press said about Ivory Coast: 'FGR…adhering to one basic, yet sincere mission statement: "To put out good songs." It's working. 53MPH's unshakeable post-Brit pop harmonies on "Ivory Coast" have already been championed by XFM and applied to Sky Sports footie bulletins' Dazed and Confused '53mph delivers a particular brand of crisp, well-thought-out rock that draws equally on American and British influences…..the A-side sounds both like the Kinks and some sort of Pavement off shoot.' Record Collector 'The Singles Bar' September 2001 'You know when you hear something and it gets so stuck in your head its almost impossible not to hear it anymore? Well the a-side of this record is one of those songs. Sounding like the best Pavement song Pavement never recorded…' Strange Fruit www.strange-fruit.co.uk 'Its everything Blur tried and failed to achieve in their Pavement Phase' Josh Rinkoff Rocksbackpages.com
	CD: Ivory Coast   Label: Fairmountgas Records Credits: Philip Hunt
	Story Behind the Song I wrote the lyrics on the roof of my flat in Tooting Broodway on a bright summers day... Its a mix of nonsense rhyme and popular phrases, with half recalled memories of a visit to San Francisco beach. The instrumentation borrows alot from Sonic Youth and strangely enough a half remembered Alice Cooper chorus. Lyrics Your like a ship in the night Losing your load in the mire But the Ivory Coast is dear And the phantasms make it clear. It doubles up on the floor Then doubles up some more But the secular life is mean Always making you wash and clean But I never was what you told me to be Makes me feel high And you never saw what I told you to see Makes me feel high But your bringing me faith Back to the human race And your bringing it left and right Underneath me and out of sight And your mating sound Leaves me flat on the ground But the angels are far to proud To all fit on one golden cloud Causes tension with overcrowd Causes other to laugh out loud. But I never meant what you thought I had done Makes me feel high And your ivory towers are blocking the sun Makes me feel high And the fading light causes migraines to cloud Over my eyes. Always the maid but never the bride. {Solo} But I never was what you told me to be Makes me feel high And you never saw what I told you to see Makes me just sigh And I’ll meet you again at the point of view Where well get high Leaving me proud but always refused. Your by the edge of the sea With Orson Wells on your knee Telling you about shutter speeds And the movement of Polynese And the flight left at dawn With only two people on But the Ivory Coast is clear Of the peasants with home brewed beer Its inundated with tramps and queens Swapping postcards of the late James Dean Whilst all the muscles make their bodies gleam Out at sea there’s a hurricane Always the maid but never the bride.

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