160 Sit Down by James

James - Sit down

1991 I'm in London. HMV in Oxford Street. It was a time when bands seemed to be making more from T-shirts than from selling records. They were bright day glo creations with a touch of sixties nostalgia run rampant. I was buying up plenty. My favourite and the one I wore until it fell apart was my James T-shirt.
Before coming to England I had a copy of Sit Down on 7 inch and it was quite a good song. But in England the Record Stores, which had their own deejays were spinning a different version. More of a beat to it similiar to the old Gary Glitter beat. It was a brilliant! Completely changed the whole feel of the song and made it bright and commercial.
One night we went to this little Indie club in Edgeware Road. When the DJ played this song everyone sat down on the dance floor. I started playing it at the Lizard lounge when I got back to OZ but unlike in England no one sat down. but they danced! and sang along!

I'll sing myself to sleep 

A song from the darkest hour 

Secrets I can't keep 

Inside of the day 

Swing from high to deep 

Extremes of sweet and sour 

Hope that God exists 

I hope I pray 

Drawn by the undertow 

My life is out of control 

I believe this wave will bear my weight 

So let it flow 

Oh sit down 

Sit down next to me 

Sit down, down, down, down, down 

In sympathy