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The Work (band)

The Work were an English post-punk rock group, founded in 1980 by multi-instrumentalist/composer Tim Hodgkinson and guitarist/composer Bill Gilonis, with bass guitarist Mick Hobbs and drummer Rick Wilson. The band toured Europe in 1981 and 1982, and recorded their first album, Slow Crimes in 1982. After a tour of Japan later that year and releasing Live in Japan, the band split up. In 1989, The Work reformed to record Rubber Cage and performed throughout Europe between 1989 and 1994, releasing another album, See in 1992.

History

Ex-Henry Cow co-founder Tim Hodgkinson began recording with Bill Gilonis in 1980. They experimented with tape collages which led to the creation of an independent record label, Woof Records and a band. Enlisting the services of Mick Hobbs and Rick Wilson they formed The Work, a post-punk rock group.

In 1981, The Work made their first recording, an EP "I Hate America", released on the Woof label. They then embarked on a tour of Europe, performing in the Netherlands, Belgium, Switzerland, Sweden, Finland, Norway, Germany, France, Italy and Yugoslavia. Extracts from these live performances were later released on a cassette tape album, The Worst of Everywhere (1983). In 1982, the band played at a Rock in Opposition Festival in Bonn with vocalist Catherine Jauniaux, after which they recorded their first album Slow Crimes on the Woof label with Jauniaux as guest musician.Slow Crimes took punk rock to new heights by introducing elements of avant-rock.

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The Work

by: Frightened Rabbit

Do the years add up to the suck and the blow
of a breath and a beating heart there must be more
You can wash your face at the sunset psalm (???)
but the lines will still remain, they'll never be gone
Will you bely (???) your land with a furrowed brow
but king harvest leaves with a thinning crown
You may bow your head as the hair recedes
but it's filled with years that no one can steal
When the work stops working what was light becomes a
weight
When the work stops working shall we pack it all in?
When the work stops working and the weight becomes an
ache
When the work stops working shall we pack it all in?
or start again?
Ah the search for answers is an idiot's task
I'm not halfway there but don't want to ask
The search gives the glint to the older eye
and I'll keep on looking till the day I die
Is the work half worth it when your hands grow old
(???)
when your knees keep creeking like an old barn door
The gloves of love become an old man's friend
and you'll learn to make a stand not to stoop and bend
When the work stops working what was light becomes a
weight
When the work stops working shall we pack it all in?
When the work stops working and the weight becomes an
ache
When the work stops working shall we pack it all in?
or start again?
The lines remain and they will never be gone
Our life is filled with years no one can steal
I'll keep on looking till the day I die
I'll learn to make a stand not stoop and bend
When the work stops working what was light becomes a
weight
When the work stops working shall we pack it all in?
When the work stops working and the weight becomes an
ache
When the work stops working shall we pack it all in?
or start again?




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