Summer's Cauldron

(Partridge)

Recordings Art Lyrics Chords and Tablature

Recordings

1. Album version, 3'20.
   Released on Skylarking.

2. Demo version.
   Recorded at Dave's home.
   Engineered by Dave Gregory.
   Released on 2 December 2002 on Fuzzy Warbles Volume Two in the U.K.
   Colin Moulding - bass
   Dave Gregory - guitar, synth and drum programming
   Todd Rundgren - melodica

   Andy: “From the same session that brought up that version of ‘Dear God’ on Virgin's ‘Coat of Many Cupboards’. Odd we should be drowning in all things hot and summerfied on a freezing January day in 1986. But, as you can hear, things get a bit hot under our paisley collars in this extended psychedelirious workout, deep in the bowels of Dave's parlour. Recorded so that Todd Rundgren could cut together a ‘demo’ album.”

[Thanks to R. Stevie Moore]

Art

Lyrics

Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron
Under mats of flower lava
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden inca
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down
And Sir Sun stands up
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron

Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Insect bomber Buddhist droning
Copper chord of August's organ
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down
    in her hilltop bed
And Sir Sun stands up
    raise his regal head
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron

© 1987 Virgin Music (Publishers) Ltd.

Chords and Tablature

Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 17:57:06 -0400
From: Kevin <KB305 (at) aol dot com>
Subject: one more time
Message-ID: <960723175703_244054811 (at) emout16 dot mail dot aol dot com>

Summer's Cauldron

E7sus                     E6
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron
Under mats of flower lava
A                    D                       E7sus4           E
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go

Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden inca
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

B                          F#m9/E
When Miss Moon lays down
B                     F#m9/E
And Sir Sun stands up
B                     F#m9
Me I'm found floating round and round
       C#m7
Like a bug in brandy
        G#aug (sus4)  G#
In this big bronze    cup
E7sus4
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron

Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Insect bomber Buddhist droning
Copper chord of August's organ
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down
    in her hilltop bed
And Sir Sun stands up
    raise his regal head
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron

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