The one permanent fixture amidst the Fall's ever-changing line-up was Mark E. Smith (1957 – 2018). Smith's lyrics are free, unboxed and unpredictable, touching on an extremely wide range of subjects and places, and caring little for being tied down to easily digestible messages.
Smith's singing could put off some people, but others find it a uniquely expressive instrument. Smith was not a conventionally great vocalist, but his keen sense of rhythm, his energy and personality more than made up for this.
The Fall's music changed depending on the line-up at a given time. Always experimental, Mark E. Smith claimed to invent several musical genres, including house music; "we were doing that years ago" and even the internet. "He told me I didn't understand, that we were from the bleak industrial wastes of North England, or something, and that we didn't understand the Internet. I told him Fall fans invented the Internet. They were on there in 1982." One thing that is for sure is that The Fall (and their fans) always pushed the boundaries, and were never afraid to experiment.
The Fall were a favorite group of DJ John Peel, recording 24 sessions for his BBC1 radio program over the years.
The Fall's back catalogue consists of 29 studio albums, and is very fragmented with a seemingly endless number of compilations and semi-official live albums.
In 2006, British music-critic Dave Simpson published an entertaining account of a journalist's attempt to track down all 43 former members of The Fall in the Guardian. Many previous members have been fired, often with little or no notice. Simpson's ongoing effort was subsequently described at greater length in his book "The Fallen" (2008). His effort to track down the final unaccounted stragglers of at least 50 previous members of The Fall - including drummer Karl Burns - continues in his blog. Having decried Simpson's book as a "hatchet job" in the pages of Pseud. Mag., a Fall fan-mag, Mark E. Smith countered in short order with his autobiography "Renegade: The Lives and Tales of Mark E. Smith" (Viking, 2008/Penguin 2009).
Mark E. Smith died on 24 January 2018, aged 60.
Key Albums include:
# Live At the Witch Trials (debut)
# Dragnet
# Totale's Turns (It's Now Or Nevr)
# Grotesque (after the Gramme)
# Perverted By Language
# Hex Enduction Hour
# This Nation's Saving Grace
# Middle Class Revolt
# Bend Sinister
# Extricate
# The Infotainment Scan
# Country on the Click aka The Real New Fall LP
# Fall Heads Roll
# Reformation Post TLC (new)
Compilations/Singles/B-Sides:
# 50,000 Fall Fans Can't Be Wrong: 39 Golden Greats
# The Complete Peel Sessions 1978-2004
# Totally Wired: The Rough Trade Anthology (disc 1) and Totally Wired: The Rough Trade Anthology (disc 2)
# 458489 A-Sides
# 458489 B-Sides
No Xmas for John Quays
The Fall Lyrics
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No Christmas for John Quays
The powders reach
And the powders teach
And when you find they can't reach
There is no Christmas for junky
More interesting
Than the world
But buying cigs
Puts him in a whirl
A packet of three-five fives
555
A packet of those over there
And 20 special offer cigars
Found talking to the cigarette machine
Into nicotinic acid
Good king Wenceslaus, he looked out
Silly bugger, he fell out
He spits in the sky
It falls in his eye
Then he gets to sit in
Talking to his kitten
And talking about Frankie Lymon
Tell me why is it so?
Tell me why is it so?
Out of his face with The Idle Race
Out of the room with his tune
Although the skins are thin
He knows its up to him
To go out or stay in
I'll stay in
I'll stay in
You
Me
X-Mas
X-Mas
There is no Christmas for junkies
No girls
No curls
Just the traffic passing by
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
1,2,3,4
No X-mas for John Quays
The lyrics to The Fall's song "No Xmas for John Quays" is a bleak and harrowing depiction of the life of a junkie, without any glimmer of hope or respite. The opening lines, "The x in x-mas is a substitute crucifix for Christ, No Christmas for John Quays", sets the tone for the song, suggesting that the holiday season holds no comfort or redemption for the singer. The powders referred to in the song are drugs that have become his substitute for any kind of meaning or fulfillment in life, and even when they cannot reach him, there is no hope left for him to find any semblance of happiness.
The lyrics go on to describe John Quays as someone who thinks he is more interesting than the world, but who finds himself in a constant state of turbulence, even something as trivial as buying cigarettes. The reference to the "packet of three-five fives" and "20 special offer cigars" suggests a life of squalor and poverty, with even the simplest necessities being treated as luxuries. The line "Found talking to the cigarette machine into nicotinic acid" is particularly jarring, indicating an unstable and delirious state of mind.
The chorus line "There is no Christmas for junkies, no girls, no curls, just the traffic passing by" reinforces the idea that for someone like John Quays, there is no hope of ever finding joy or meaning in life. The song is a portrait of an individual who has given up on himself and the world, with no prospects of redemption or salvation.
Line by Line Meaning
The x in x-mas is a substitute crucifix for Christ
The letter 'x' in 'x-mas' is used to replace the word 'Christ' in Christmas
No Christmas for John Quays
The person named John Quays will not be celebrating Christmas
The powders reach
Drugs are available
And the powders teach
The drugs have an effect on the user and teach them something about themselves or the world
And when you find they can't reach
When the drugs no longer have an effect or do not work
There is no Christmas for junky
When drugs no longer work, addicts have no joy or happiness
He thinks he is
John Quays believes himself to be
More interesting
More fascinating or exciting
Than the world
Than anything else
But buying cigs
John Quays buys cigarettes
Puts him in a whirl
The act of purchasing cigarettes confuses or overwhelms him
A packet of three-five fives
A packet of cigarettes with the brand name '555'
555
The brand name of cigarettes John Quays prefers
A packet of those over there
John Quays points to another brand of cigarettes
And 20 special offer cigars
John Quays also buys a pack of cigars that are on sale
Found talking to the cigarette machine
John Quays is speaking to a vending machine that dispenses cigarettes
Into nicotinic acid
John Quays is speaking about the chemical compounds involved in smoking cigarettes
Good king Wenceslaus, he looked out
John Quays references a Christmas carol, but with no apparent connection to the rest of the song
Silly bugger, he fell out
John Quays is dismissive of the carol and the story it tells
He spits in the sky
John Quays does something absurd or vulgar
It falls in his eye
John Quays experiences a negative consequence as a result of his own action
Then he gets to sit in
John Quays relaxes or takes a break
Talking to his kitten
John Quays speaks to his pet cat
And talking about Frankie Lymon
John Quays brings up the popular singer Frankie Lymon in conversation
Tell me why is it so?
John Quays asks a rhetorical question, possibly wondering about the nature of addiction or substance abuse
Out of his face with The Idle Race
John Quays is possibly experiencing an altered state of mind or is overwhelmed by the world around him
Out of the room with his tune
John Quays leaves the area, possibly with a song or melody playing in his head
Although the skins are thin
Even though John Quays is vulnerable
He knows its up to him
John Quays understands that he is responsible for his own actions and choices
To go out or stay in
John Quays must decide whether to participate in the world or stay isolated
I'll stay in
John Quays chooses to remain isolated
You
A reference to the listener or someone else
Me
A reference to John Quays or the artist
X-Mas
Christmas
There is no Christmas for junkies
Addicts are unable to experience the joy and happiness associated with Christmas
No girls
John Quays is lonely and does not have romantic companionship
No curls
John Quays is bald or has short hair
Just the traffic passing by
The only thing John Quays experiences is the noise of the world outside
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
The song ends with a repetitive, dismissive farewell
1,2,3,4
A countdown or perhaps a reference to the structure of the song
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: MARK EDWARD SMITH
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