The band's singer and producer, Stephen Coates
The Real Tuesday Weld is a British band founded by Stephen Coates in 1999. They released their first album in 2001. They have released several Albums and Singles, but plan to wrap up "in the next year or so"
following the release of three final albums, being 'Blood', 'Dreams', and 'Bone'.
Their music falls into genres such as Cabaret, Jazz, and Electro Swing, heavily being influenced by older music and, according to Coates himself, a dream involving actress Tuesday Weld and 1930s vocalist Al Bowlly.
Album Discography
- 2001 - At The House of The Clerkenwell Kid
- 2001 - Where Psyche Meets Cupid
- 2001 - When Cupid Meets Psyche
- 2002 - I, Lucifer
- 2004 - Les Aperitifs et Les Digestifs
- 2005 - The Return of the Clerkenwell Kid
- 2006 - Dreams That Money Can Buy
- 2007 - The London Book of the Dead
- 2008 - The Clerkenwell Kid: Live at the End of the World
- 2011 - The Last Werewolf
- 2013 - Horseplay (as "Lazarus and the Plane Crash" with Joe Coles)
- 2021 - Blood
- 2022 - Dreams
Tropes:
- Alter Ego: Coates lives in Clerkenwell, London. "The Clerkenwell Kid", often cited or credited as the band's producer/re-mixer, is an alter ego for Coates himself.
- Electro Swing: Their music falls into this genre, being very old-timey and jazzy. Frontman Stephen Coates refers to their style as "antique beat".
- Lyrical Dissonance: Many of their songs are examples of this.
- You wouldn't tell just by listening to the music (it's all Foreign Sounding Gibberish), but if the music video is any indication, "Bathtime in Clerkenwell" is about Nazis taking over England.
- "Kix" Is reminiscent of older songs with happy-go-lucky tunes, but the lyrics are about breaking up with your partner because Drugs and Whores are more important to you than they are.The booze and pills, the cheapest thrills
They mean more to me now than you do
I don't get my kicks out of you - "Me and Mr Wolf" is about two people being in a mutually toxic/abusive relationship.I have the thing, you love,
But the need in me is way too much
If I, open wide,
One of us may get lost inside
Me, or you, one of us is going to,
Need... to... die.
