Douglas
written & produced by George Moorey & Shane Young
artwork by Zariq Rosita Hanif
Douglas is Shane’s wife’s late grandfather. The song was written based on diary entries that Terry,Shane’s father-in-law, provided. It focuses on Douglas’ time as a sailor in the Royal Navy duringwartime. The diary entries are incredible. Terry has made some recordings (which you can listen toon our website) of him reading an entry about the tragedy of two ships that a U-boat sunk while they were all sailing in convoy. This would have affected Douglas for life. He travelled across the Atlantic Sea to New York and Baltimore and into the Artic Sea, where his own ship collided withan iceberg, forcing them to head to the Canadian shore for repairs. The other entry is an accountof trading his navy overcoat – too heavy a garment for the heat of the Mediterranean – swapping itfor musical instruments belonging to Sicilian sailors. It’s a truly fascinating account.
Terry has granted permission for us to publish excerpts from Douglas' diary. He has also made recordings of him reading his dad's diary. Click here to read and listen to these.
According to Terry, Douglas was a keen and competent musician. On his return from his posting, Douglas crept back into the family home in the middle of the night and woke everyone up playing “As Time Goes By” from Casablanca on the piano. I threaded the chords from that song into my composition and Shane mirrors the original in his lyrics momentarily.
Shane and I wondered about how to create a chorus to link all these extraordinary events and Iimagined Douglas standing on the deck of his ship at night looking up at the stars which gave Shane the basis for the lyrics in the choruses. Shane was always the perfect choice for the lead vocal on this song and I absolutely adore the textures he creates with his backing vocal layers. I really appreciate Shane’s brush work on the drums, Charlotte’s harmonica solo at the end, and Gustaf’s clever banjo parts, all of which are superb. It’s a long piece but we felt we had to include all the most interesting things we had learned from Doug’s diaries.
Shane and I wondered about how to create a chorus to link all these extraordinary events and Iimagined Douglas standing on the deck of his ship at night looking up at the stars which gave Shane the basis for the lyrics in the choruses. Shane was always the perfect choice for the lead vocal on this song and I absolutely adore the textures he creates with his backing vocal layers. I really appreciate Shane’s brush work on the drums, Charlotte’s harmonica solo at the end, and Gustaf’s clever banjo parts, all of which are superb. It’s a long piece but we felt we had to include all the most interesting things we had learned from Doug’s diaries.
SS Aalsum damaged by an iceberg in the Artic Sea
handwritten note on the back of the previous picture
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shipmates
It was not plain sailing getting the goods through
Your Bofors gun aimed at nothing and no one - until they found you
Protect the supplies - fix your eyes on the blue
Threats from the skies above and the depths beneath you
But
You could stand on the deck at night
And see to the ends of space
And be sorry for the stars
So far from this lovely place
At the bars in New York and Baltimore
Your drinks and your high jinks were paid for
The uniform opened any door
It was freedom and fun and friendship you were fighting for
You must remember this, When ice and metal kissed
Caught her above the waterline
After repairs the silent prayers
Two ships fell foul of a U-boat on the prowl
And when the tears have dried
The fallen far and wide
They will not be denied
Till time has up and died
Sleeping souls sparkle like the dew
And our freedom is the prize
And the enemies have their eyes
On us forgetting you
You could stand on the deck at night
And see to the ends of space
And be jealous of the stars
So far from this ghostly place
Ahoy! Sicilian civilians in a bum boat
You were two weeks short of your pay and could barely stay afloat
It was hot, so the trader got your Navy overcoat
And in return, you got a banjo ukulele - the antidote
You could stand on the deck at night
And pluck at a gentle pace
And be jealous of the stars
So far from concentration face
Your diary showed in Llantony Road
There was a midnight fright
You played your piano as loud as you could
Then came the singing until it was light.
Doug’s home! (After six long years)
Doug’s home!
Doug’s home! (Only happy tears)
Doug’s home!
Credits
Written & produced by George Moorey & Shane Young
Shane Young, Lead & Backing Vocals, Whistling, Drums
George Moorey: Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Organ, Drumloop, Group Vocals
Darragh Cullen: Bass Guitar, Guitar Harmonics, Group Vocals
Gustaf Ljunggren: Guitar Harmonics, Electric Guitar, Banjo, Group Vocals
Charlotte Ayrton: Ukelele, Harmonica, Group Vocals
Alison Eales: Group Vocals
Sinead McConville: Group Vocals
Studio band recorded by David Pick at FFG, Tewkesbury
Further instrumentation recorded by George Moorey and vocals by Shane Young
Mixed & mastered by George Moorey
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