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1. The Herd is a hip-hop group from suburban Sydney.
2. The Herd were an English pop group, formed in the Beckenham area in 1965 and featuring Peter Frampton.
1. The Herd is a hip-hop group from suburban Sydney. They have released four full-length albums since 2001's self-titled debut. Unusually for a hip-hop outfit, The Herd's full band format permits dynamic live shows.
The Herd's members include MCs Ozi Batla, Urthboy and Berzerkatron, Unkle Ho (beats), Traksewt (piano accordion, clarinet and beats), Sulo (beats and guitar), Toe-fu (guitar), Rok Poshtya (bass) and singer Jane Tyrrell. Their songs often feature politically-oriented lyrics.
Their first single to attract Triple J airplay was the superficially humorous 'Scallops' in 2001. Later tracks included '77%' which featured the line "77% of Aussies are racist", referring to the number of Australians announced in a survey that agreed with the Australian federal government's response to the MV Tampa incident, and 'Burn Down the Parliament', which was to be interpreted metaphorically, but unfortunately was released the same week as the January 2003 Canberra bushfires.
77% scored well on the Triple J Hottest 100 of 2003, coming in at number 46.
The Herd released their third album "The Sun Never Sets" in 2005, featuring the single 'We Can't Hear You'. Their subjects ranged from their well-known anti-war stance and anti-corporatism to more personal topics like divorce and slow death of the Australian outback/country.
In October 2005, The Herd featured on Triple J's 'Like a Version' (acoustic covers) segment. They performed their own version of the famous Australian song 'A Walk in the Light Green' by Redgum (better known as 'I Was Only 19'). The song was so well received by fans that it entered regular Triple J rotation, and was voted eighteenth in the 2005 Triple J Hottest 100 countdown.
2. The Herd were an English pop group, formed in the Beckenham area in 1965.
The record label Parlophone dropped them after several unsuccessful singles, and they subsequently signed to Fontana Here songwriters Ken Howard and Alan Blaikley, who had been largely responsible for a string of hits by Dave, Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich, orchestrated for them a unique blend of pop and flower power. After a UK singles chart near-miss with "I Can Fly" (1967), the haunting "From The Underworld" reached number six, with help from copious plays on pirate radio later that year. This was followed by "Paradise Lost", which made it up to number fifteen in 1968.
Their greatest success came with "I Don't Want Our Loving to Die", a number-five hit (also in 1968).
With his boyish photogenic looks, guitarist Peter Frampton was dubbed 'The Face of '68' by teen magazine "Rave". Steele then left the group, to be replaced by Henry Spinetti. Dissatisfied with mere teen idol status, and disappointed with the failure of their next single "Sunshine Cottage", Frampton left to form Humble Pie with Steve Marriott.
The remaining Bown and Spinetti made another flop single "The Game", then formed the short-lived Judas Jump with Mike Smith and Allen Jones, saxophonists from Amen Corner, and Welsh vocalist Adrian Williams. Taylor, who became a disc jockey, and Steele, reunited briefly for a one-off single "You Got Me Hangin' From Your Lovin' Tree" in 1971, to almost universal lack of interest..
According to sleeve notes on their 1967 album Paradise Lost, drummer Andrew Steele was the first man in Britain to successfully boomerang a banana. Gary Taylor's distinctive bass voice can also be heard on Fox's S-S-S-Single Bed single from 1976.
By the late 1970s, Andy Bown had become a member of the legendary UK rockers, Status Quo.
FULL MOON
The Herd Lyrics
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We pulled in that town by the bypass
That you drive past without a second glance
She's had her last dance
Yeah we took our chance on a street about four lanes wide
Dead quiet seven or eight at night
She was the 1985 tidy town winner
But now it's quiet after five you can't find dinner
Some top spots near by spoken of on a quiet tip
And the hire car felt the bumps
The only light was at the pub
Shrug of the shoulders we headed in for counter grub
"Unlucky son the missus has gone off to bed
I can do a bowl of chips or some butter on bread"
Sweet n' four schooies, three lemon-lime and bitters
One for the driver, two for the big hitters
And we eat quick as if it's last drinks
"Bar shuts at nine" he said, after I asked him
(Chorus)
Wind blowing through, ghost in my head
This lonely road, has been left for dead
Wind blowing through, ghost in my head
This lonely road, has been left for dead
(Verse 2)
"A game of darts" the fella asked the only drinker in the place
An older bloke with worry lines that made a roadmap of his face
Now he could see that we were blow-ins
But was showing hospitality
Gradually we warmed when he chalked up a tally
He stammered a little hammered, but totally balancing
He leaned over and added "Hey you up for a challenge?
Test your talent, but what you say you tell me a tale"
Tried his hand on the land, freight job with state rail
He said "This was town of industry so many years back
But black years of drought and fire have left some fierce cracks"
He says "You youngins probably don't wanna year that
I served in New Guinea, believe me son we adapt"
It's nothing to be sneered at, we all fought
It was a busy boom town now become back water
It went Telstra, NAB then Australia post
But when that bypass went in
Thats when we failed the most
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Formerly a town of bushrangers I felt like a stranger
The air thin as the area paper
Days feel long as The Hume, few semis through
Never thought they'd see the day they give thanks for diesel fumes
Just two visits from memory by the local member
In the past century, to the war memorial at the cemetery
The train stations shut
So the only way to get north of the border is by catching a bus
But the bastards only stop twice a week
Roadhouse, got some yellow postcards of roast and peas
And the young mostly being city gives the feeling
That a home quickly becomes a house with paint pealing
This fellow was jovial
It won't be all over till the last beer's poured
Man, it's more than ceremonial
Our last cheers sure, raised our schooner's in respect
Had to jet full moon, long road ahead
(Chorus)
The Herd's song Full Moon paints a portrait of a small country town that has been left behind by progress. The singer, accompanied by a group of friends, arrives in this forgotten town with hopes of finding some respite from the hustle and bustle of the city. But the town is eerily quiet, except for the occasional sound of the wind whistling through the empty streets. They head to the pub, but the kitchen is already closed, and the only available food is a bowl of chips or some butter on bread. They settle for a quick meal and some drinks, but they are reminded that the bar closes early, and the town is deserted after dark.
As the night wears on, they meet a charismatic older man who regales them with tales of the town's history - it was once a thriving industrial hub, but economic downturns have left it in ruins. The once-busy train station is now shut, and the only way to get in and out of town is by catching an infrequent bus. The people who remain in the town are mainly older residents who remember a time when it was a lively community. The singer and his friends realize that their temporary visit is insignificant compared to the town's larger struggle to survive.
Full Moon by The Herd is a haunting elegy that mourns the loss of small towns and their histories. The lyrics draw attention to the difficulties that such communities face in a globalized world, where corporations and big cities dominate the landscape. However, it also celebrates the resilience and adaptability of people who have lived through tough times and still manage to find a way to keep going. Through the singer's journey, the song highlights the importance of listening to the stories of those who have come before us, for they hold the keys to a rich and complex history that must not be forgotten.
Line by Line Meaning
We pulled in that town by the bypass
We arrived in a seemingly forgotten town located next to the highway
That you drive past without a second glance
The town is so insignificant that people usually ignore it when driving by
She's had her last dance
The town's former glory days are over
Yeah we took our chance on a street about four lanes wide
We decided to explore the few main roads in the town
Dead quiet seven or eight at night
The town is eerily silent in the evening
She was the 1985 tidy town winner
The town used to gloat about winning an award for being clean
But now it's quiet after five you can't find dinner
There are hardly any options for eating out in the town
Potholed roads just as the locals like it
The rough roads are preferred by the residents of the town
Some top spots near by spoken of on a quiet tip
There are rumored attractions located nearby which people don't talk much about
And the hire car felt the bumps
Our rented car jolted along the rough roads
The only light was at the pub
The only bright spot in the town was the illuminated pub
Shrug of the shoulders we headed in for counter grub
With no other options available, we went into the pub for some basic food
"Unlucky son the missus has gone off to bed
Unfortunately, the owner's wife has already gone to sleep
I can do a bowl of chips or some butter on bread"
The best the pub can offer at this late hour is either fries or bread with butter
Wind blowing through, ghost in my head
The wind's sound is making me very spooked and paranoid
This lonely road, has been left for dead
The highway feels abandoned and forgotten
"A game of darts" the fella asked the only drinker in the place
One patron at the pub was challenged to a game of darts by another customer
An older bloke with worry lines that made a roadmap of his face
The challenging customer was an elderly man whose face was marked with numerous wrinkles
Now he could see that we were blow-ins
The locals could tell that we were visiting from out of town
But was showing hospitality
Despite knowing that we were not locals, the elderly man was welcoming
Gradually we warmed when he chalked up a tally
We began to like the man a bit more as we kept playing darts with him
He stammered a little hammered, but totally balancing
Although he was slightly drunk, he managed to play darts without losing his balance
He leaned over and added "Hey you up for a challenge?
He asked if we wanted to take on a challenge
Test your talent, but what you say you tell me a tale"
To show off our skills, he dared us to tell him a story while also playing darts
Tried his hand on the land, freight job with state rail
The elderly man worked as a freighter for the state railway
He said "This was town of industry so many years back
Once upon a time, the town was booming with industry
But black years of drought and fire have left some fierce cracks"
Years of drought and fire have caused much damage to the town
He says "You youngins probably don't wanna year that
He assumed that we, as young visitors, wouldn't be interested in hearing about the town's past issues
I served in New Guinea, believe me son we adapt"
Despite the town's struggles, the elderly man shared his military background to show how people can adapt to difficult situations
It's nothing to be sneered at, we all fought
He emphasized that anyone can face tough challenges in life, and that it should not be ridiculed
It was a busy boom town now become back water
The town was once a prosperous city, but now it's fallen into obscurity
It went Telstra, NAB then Australia post
Various companies have come and gone in the town, including Telstra, NAB bank, and Australia post
But when that bypass went in
The town's downfall was initiated when the highway bypass was constructed
Thats when we failed the most
The highway bypass had a major negative impact on the town
"Formerly a town of bushrangers I felt like a stranger
The town used to have an interesting history involving bushrangers, but now it felt too unfamiliar
The air thin as the area paper
The air felt stale, like it had been sitting around for too long
Days feel long as The Hume, few semis through
The days in the town felt incredibly slow, with only a few trucks driving through on the highway
Never thought they'd see the day they give thanks for diesel fumes
Even though diesel fumes are unpleasant, the locals were grateful for any sign of life passing through the town
"Just two visits from memory by the local member
The local town representative only visited the area twice in living memory
In the past century, to the war memorial at the cemetery
The only times the town representative visited was to pay respects to the war dead in the local cemetery
The train stations shut
The train stations in the town have all been closed down
So the only way to get north of the border is by catching a bus
The only option for traveling north is to take a bus
But the bastards only stop twice a week
Unfortunately, the only buses are very infrequent and only stop in the town twice a week
Roadhouse, got some yellow postcards of roast and peas
The only stop other than the bus is a small roadside store, which sells roast meals and postcards
And the young mostly being city gives the feeling
Most of the younger generation have left the town for city life
That a home quickly becomes a house with paint peeling
Without the younger generation, the town's houses are beginning to fall into disarray
This fellow was jovial
Despite living in a struggling town, the elderly man was friendly and had a positive attitude
It won't be all over till the last beer's poured
The day won't be over until everyone has finished their drinks
Man, it's more than ceremonial
Drinking together means more than just a tradition or custom
Our last cheers sure, raised our schooner's in respect
We raised our drinks one last time to show respect and appreciation for the town and its people
Had to jet full moon, long road ahead
We had to leave quickly in order to continue our long drive under the bright full moon
Wind blowing through, ghost in my head
As we drove away, the wind sounded like a haunting ghost in my mind
This lonely road, has been left for dead
The highway felt deserted and forgotten, like it had been left to die
Contributed by Isaiah O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.