The Bunch were a British folk rock band, which came together in 1971 to record their one off album, Rock On.
The Bunch was put together by Trevor Lucas in late 1971, close to a year after his former band, Fotheringay, had disbanded. He got on board three ex Fotheringay members Pat Donaldson, Gerry Conway and his girlfriend Sandy Denny. Denny had just released her debut solo album, The North Star Grassman and the Ravens. Ian Whiteman who had worked with Denny and Tony Cox were brought in for piano duties. Richard Thompson joined on guitar, his girlfriend and friend of Denny's, Linda Peters, joined on vocals. Lucas also hired The Dundee Horns (Roger Ball, Molly Duncan, Mike Rosenhe) and ex Fairport Convention members Ashley Hutchings and Dave Mattacks also joined.
The Bunch recorded an album of 1950s rock and roll and country material from such artists as Chuck Berry, Hank Williams, and The Crickets. Denny, Peters and Thompson took most of the lead vocals and the backing vocal duties for the album, with Pat Donaldson also providing backing vocals. Ashley Hutchings took lead vocals on one track, and Trevor Lucas on two. The music was provided by Thompson (guitar), Lucas (guitar), Donaldson (bass), Cox (piano), Whiteman (piano), Mattacks (drums, congas), Conway (drums) and the Dundee Horns (horn instruments). Recording on the album began in late 1971 and was finished by early 1972, with the album being released in April 1972.
I wasted time to find you in the line of love
Just so you could learn how to hide
Because we're finding answers now and screening evidence
That just doesn't add up to your innocence and it's wearing this case thin
You say
This scene is all surreal and I cannot find just how to feel because my dream just died
I want to run but my feet get in the way of the getaway that day
You claimed if I could know, well I tried to know
But defeat grabs for me and it's hard to realise just where to flow
I know I should have shown charisma but at a loss for words
We flew like birds without looking where to go
This scene is all surreal and I cannot find just how to feel because my dream just died
I want to run but my feet get in the way of the getaway that day
She left here what a sight
"What the fuck is it I'm trying to please you"
Sweetheart says
"We don't pick our loves but can pick our paths"
Photographed, watch her side, we don't collect evidence for a reason
Trade insides so we could pick our lives
When we could just pick our paths.
Sweetheart says
"We don't pick our loves but can pick our paths"
Trade insides, watching blow by blow for letting things go
I crawled into you thought and through your mind to gather essential pieces again
This scene is all surreal and I cannot find just how to feel because my dream just died
I want to run but my feet get in the way of the getaway that day
Sweetheart says
"We don't pick our loves but can pick our paths"
Trade insides, watching blow by blow for letting things fly by
Keep eyes wide, I'm watching from windows and keeping tabs on all those lies
Watch faces as I make a widow for letting things go