Twelve Ways To Count

by The Miserable Rich

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Our debut album, from way back in the wrinkle-free days of 2008.

Album of the Day BBC 6Music
iTunes Single of the Week - Boat Song

Further praise:


" ...their lush orchestro-folk is so heartbreakingly beautiful, it reduces anyone who hears it to a weeping mess."
8/10 NME

"Recorded in the front room of singer James De Malplaquet’s Brighton home, The Miserable Rich’s striking, fully fledged debut immediately sets them apart. Five in number, they play what can perhaps be best described as acoustic chamber pop, everything coming decorously draped with the rather mournful accompaniment of cello and violin. Beyond that, though, it’s De Malplaquet’s warm, hazy voice coupled with the songs’ ruminative aspect that impress most, from tales of drunks and bonnie barmaids to such beautifully tender moments as Boat Song and The Knife Thrower’s Hand. A handsome, original start."
Q

"Breathtaking... Easily the best record of 2008"
Americana UK

"There is no other band around at the moment who creates music like this, and yet Twelve Ways To Count shows how simple and effective it is. With delicate singing, plucking strings and floating violins, any of these twelve tracks can lift you up and carry you along a cloud into a tranquil equilibrium... they have created a piece of art that is gentle brilliance which needs to be introduced into your life."
Bearded

"warm acoustic loveliness"
Rocksound

"A beautiful, intelligent and smart album, Twelve Ways To Count shows The Miserable Rich are a rare find."
4.5/5 Subba-cultcha.com

"...a cracking album full of tender, dark, warm, thoughtful and euphoric songs that'll keep you humming along all day long"
Piccadilly Records - Record of the Week

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released November 15, 2008

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The Miserable Rich Brighton, UK

creators of the fiery chamber music for song lovers: tellers of tales, writers of tunes, forgetters of punchlines. equal parts surly, silly and sumptuous.

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Track Name: Early Mourning
Early Mourning



She wants her own
That’s what she’s hoping
She wants to have
What they both tried before

And people say
What the papers say
‘Cause the papers say
What they believe

And now it feels like early mourning
But there’s a fever in this mourning

He wants to know
That he has closed the door
He wants to know
What she’s still fighting for

And people say
What the papers say
‘Cause the papers say
What they believe

And now it feels like early mourning
But there’s a fever in this mourning

Waiting for a son
That’ll never rise


And now it feels like early mourning
But there’s a fever in this mourning
Track Name: Pisshead
Pisshead.


I’m dead as a dodo
And flat on my ass
If you take my photo
I’ll show you some class

They call me a pisshead
But what do they know?
There’s more love in this head
Than these eyes can show

From tears and tears
And laughter and laughter
And I’d feel much better
If I had drink
Fears and fears
And laughter and laughter
And I’d feel much better
If I had a drink

These fingers, they touched her
These fingers, they learn
These fingers they loved her
These fingers, they burn

From tears and tears
And laughter and laughter
And I’d feel much better
If I had drink
Fears and fears
And laughter and laughter
And I’d feel much better
If I had a drink

Talking about it
Makes me start to think
Thinking about it
Makes me want to drink

From tears and tears
And laughter and laughter
And I’d feel much better
If I had drink
Fears and fears
And laughter and laughter
And I’d feel much better
If I had a drink
Track Name: Boat Song
Boat Song

I’ll build a bigger boat,
I’ll build a bigger boat
One that won’t capsize
Each, every time you try to stand in it, and I’ll

I’ll build a bigger boat,
I’ll build a bigger boat
You won’t believe your eyes
Oh, so surprised that I can handle it

And when your summer’s gone
Or if someone does you wrong
I’ll zip up your anorak
And when your summer’s gone
Or if someone does you wrong
Pack your lunch and watch your back

And every fairytale found in this head
I’ll tell to you as I tuck you in bed
And every lullaby sung to me
I will sing to you as you go to sleep

And I’ll bring a brighter day,
I’ll bring a brighter
Out on your horizon
You’ll be riding high and smiling

And I’ll bring a brighter day,
I’ll bring a brighter day
Or be your silver lining
If you’re pining all the while, believe me

When your summer’s gone
Or someone does you wrong
I’ll do up your duffel coat
And when your summer’s gone
Or if someone does you wrong
Keep your hopes and dreams afloat

And every fairytale found in this head
I’ll tell to you as I tuck you in bed
And every lullaby sung to me
I will sing to you as you go to sleep

Nothing to fear
And no cause for more tears
You’ll have nothing to fear
And no cause for more tears

And every fairytale found in this head
I’ll tell to you as I tuck you in bed
And every lullaby sung to me
I will sing to you as you go to sleep
Track Name: The Knife Thrower's Hand
The Knife-Thrower’s Hand



I’ve got no more magic
Left up my sleeve
But this is business
There is no time to grieve

But the thought of broken skin
Makes me think again

I’ve always had
A good eye for a curve
Now, just need something
To steady my nerve

But the thought of breaking skin
Does me in, y’know?
And I wish that dress she’s in
Was made of tin, y’know?

If there’s a patron saint
For every carnie man
Come down and steady
My old knife-thrower’s hand

I can remember
Just the end and the start
But none, none of the middle
And that was the best part

In my days of breaking in
I had to win to show
But the ladies put me in
A tailspin, y’know

If there’s a patron saint
Come help me all you can
Come down and steady
My old knife-thrower’s hand
Track Name: Monkey
Monkey

I don’t know what you do to me
I’m up,
I’m down
I’m all over the place
I don’t know what you do to me
When I come around
There’s a smile on your face

I don’t know what you see in me
There’s always a crowd
Hanging round
At you place
I don’t know what you see in me
I’m never allowed
To stand proud in your face

But if you want to take me to the top of the tree
I’ll be your monkey for you
Yes, if you’re gonna take me to the top of the tree
Then I’ll be your monkey for you

I don’t know what you want from me
Whatever I do
Just for you
Isn’t right
I don’t know what you see in me
Just give me a clue
Cause I’m blue
When you’re tight

But if you want to take me to the top of the tree
I’ll be your monkey for you
Yes, if you’re gonna take me to the top of the tree
Then I’ll be your monkey for you

I don’t know what you do to me
I’m up,
I’m down
I’m all over the place
I don’t know what you see in me
When I come around
There’s a smile on my face

But if you want to take me to the top of the tree
I’ll be your monkey for you
Yes, if you’re gonna take me to the top of the tree
Then I’ll be your monkey for you
Track Name: Muswell
Muswell

What do I know
About flying?
I know that it’s the way to catch your eye
How do I go
About trying to put myself into the sky?

It takes me paper and bamboo
To get to you
I must be patient and stay true
To get good news

What do I now
About trying to put myself up on the line?
How do I go
About flying
Closer and closer to what shines?

It takes me paper and bamboo
To get to you
I must be patient and stay true
To get good news

If I land on your doorstep
Take me inside
If I land on your doorstep
There’s nowhere to hide

I pray for air

What do I know
About standing
Inside your garden walls of stone?
What do in know
About landing?

It takes me paper and bamboo
To get to you
I must be patient and stay true
To get good news
Track Name: North Villas
North Villas

Too clear,
Too clear today,
And last night’s highlights
So far away
To get back
There’s a price to pay
My pocket’s empty anyway

Stay here,
Stay here today,
And in our boudoir
We will play
We’ll make
An all-star matinee
They’ll hang on every word we say

I tell you that you may find
No better place to spend your time
Than in this big old bed of mine
With me

No fear,
No fear today,
This undressed, unstressed
Hideaway
Is all we need for this display
Forget all bets
We’re gone astray

I tell you that you may find
No better place to spend your time
Than in this big old bed of mine
With me
Track Name: The Time That's Mine
The Time That’s Mine

Monday, Monday
Tuesday, Tuesday
Three more days ‘til Friday
That’s the way I waste my time
Waiting for the time
That’s mine


Ten days, nine days
Eight more days ‘til payday
That’s the way I waste my time
Waiting ‘til what’s mine
Is mine


It’s just the way
You said it would be
It’s just the way
You said it would be
It’s just the way
You said it would be
And I’m just the way
I swore I never would be


But some day, some day
We’ll fly away
One day, when things go my way
What a way to waste your time
Waiting for some time
Track Name: The Barmaid's Canon
The Barmaid’s Canon

I don’t know what I should say anymore
I’ve not had a crush like this before
I wish I could sink into the floor
When I think of what I said before

My friends are always with me
They offer me support
They say just keep it snappy
They say just keep it short
But then they can’t help laughing
They say I’ve lost my touch
And then I get so nervous
I always drink too much

But I know enough to know
You don’t just want a rough ride
So I want to know
If you’re as lovely on the inside


I guess you’ve heard all of these lines before
Eyes like yours get noticed I’m sure
Hope you’re not celibate anymore
And that’s not your boyfriend at the door

I’m not much of a fighter
But I’ve got lots of fight
Whatever I do for you
I’ll try and do I right

But I know enough to know
You don’t just want a rough ride
So I want to know
If you’re as lovely on the inside

So don’t run away
You’ve nothing to fear
From hearing what I’ve got to say

Cause everyone knows
That you look lovely on the outside
And everyone thinks
That I am just another rough guy
But I know enough to know
I won’t just want to slip-slide
So I want to know if you’re as lovely on the inside
Track Name: Poodle
Poodle

You say what game to play
And make up all the rules
You say what’s the song of the day
And we sing all your tunes

And we follow
Yes, we follow you down to the well
And we follow
Yes, we follow
Hopelessly on in to hell

You say what game to play
And break all your own rules
You say just what words we should say
And you call all the tunes

And we follow
Yes, we follow you down to the well
And we follow
Yes, we follow
Worthlessly on in to hell

And we follow
Yes, we follow you down to the well
And we follow
Yes, we follow
Endlessly on in to hell
Track Name: Merry Go Round
Merry Go Round

It seems to me
It’s a merry go round
With one guarantee
You’re up until you’re down

I seem to believe
I’m a man all alone
These clubs are all free
But is anybody home

A little voice there
That’s singing for me
A little voice of my own

What you want to say
What you want to say
When you want to say it
Say it

Recently
I’ve been lost more than found
While all my enemies
Have the run of this town

A choir of voices
A ship of fools
An orchestra
Of their own

What you want to say
What you want to say
What you want to say
When you want to say it
Say it
What you want to say
What you want to say
Go ahead and say it
Say it
Track Name: Button My Lip
Button My Lip

Button my lip
And take a picture
Of all I’ve said
Or wanted to say
Speak my mind
Do my time
I really must be on my way

I’ll be rolling up in back seats
I’ll appreciate the view
I’ll be off down the casino
For what else is there to do

Button my lip
And turn away
Let my mind wander where it may
I’ve done my best
I’ve earned a rest
Let me save some for a rainy day

When I’ll be rolling up in back seats
I’ll appreciate the view
There’s a lot of world to see, my friend
Step aside, I’m coming through

Button my lip
I’ll say no more
I’ve poured my heart put on the floor
And when I’ve tried
To speak my mind
My words had all been heard
Before

So I’ll be rolling up in back seats
I’ll appreciate the view
And if you don’t understand me now
There’s no more that I can do