Rhett May

Rhett May

 Black Rock, Victoria, AUS
BandPopSinger/Songwriter

Rhett May composes infectious and hypnotic love songs with an edge that spin around inside your head!

Rhett's style is a cross between Jim Morrison, John Lennon and Santana with a touch of Crosby Stills Nash!

Biography

Out of India to “Oz”

The Journey of Rhett May

Wooly Bully Tracks…

What does a cup of coffee, the Himalayan Mountains, and tracks left by creatures called “Wooly Bullys” have in common? Easy, Rhett May! So, immediately you think Bigfoot or Abominable Snowman, and huge tracks left in the snow, right? Not exactly…These Wooly Bullys did exist, and have evolved over thirty years, and the tracks they've left behind are musical tracks. See, Rhett May is a seasoned musician whose first band was named The Wooly Bullys, and his first big break came via a Brooke Bond coffee commercial. So, let's have an adventure. This is a quest to uncover the first Wooly Bully, Rhett May. He's not as elusive as the legendary Bigfoot; however, he has left musical footprints that lead out of India - to his current home in Australia, kindly known as “Oz.”

The Ink Spots Dripped onto a Tabla…

Rhett May owes his rare musical sound and style to the unique environment that he grew up in. Born in 1950, in Calcutta, India, he was immediately immersed in a magical, musical melting pot. Carnatic and Hindustani music and instruments such as the Sitar and Tabla were always providing melody and percussion against a daily backdrop of lifting and soaring voices of Ragas. Ragas especially played a vital part of Rhett's musical experience with their series of five or more musical notes forming melody. However, this environment of classical Indian music wasn't the only sounds floating about Calcutta in the nineteen-fifties and nineteen sixties. By the time Rhett had begun boarding school in the Himalayan foothills; western music had also begun an invasion. The cinemas featured musical movies from The Monkees, Cream, or Jimi Hendrix. Elvis and Ricky Nelson's pop also pulsated through the airwaves.

Rhett lived the magic of the musical melting pot, but one experience stood out. Rhett explains, “My mother and father were always playing records - no TV in those days - in particular I remember “A White Sport Coat (And a Pink Carnation)”, by Marty Robbins, and the beautiful voices and harmonies of The Ink Spots. Few, if any songwriters and musicians could grow up in such a perfect time and place of musical menagerie. For Rhett May Indian culture and music mixed with that from the west. His music would forevermore be influenced when The Ink Spots dripped onto a Tabla.

Sixties - Seventies - Success…

Rhett's formed his first band, The Wooly Bullys, at the age of 15 with Preston Bortello and childhood friend James Payne. Their first taste of fame came in 1966, when they won Battle of the Bands. They became such a hit that they performed many of the venues that were hot at that time, such as Trincas, The Park Hotel and Mocambo's. The Wooly Bullys evolved into a band called The Flint Stones. The Flint Stones became India's most successful pop group, being featured on the cover of many of the music magazines. The Flint Stones recorded a successful single in “Be Mine (Happy by My Side)” and even attracted the attention of former Beatle George Harrison and Apple Records. The band was asked to come to the UK, and was double billed with the likes of legendary jazz guitarist Charlie Bird.

This was a very successful time for Rhett who accompanied his band to play a private concert for the Queen of Bhutan and her family. This was not the end of May's musical growth, however, only the beginning. The nineteen sixties were blossoming musically with the addictive melodies and varied styles that were precisely what Rhett loved. Rhett states, “The sixties got me hooked on bands like The Yardbirds, Steppenwolf, The Beatles, Herman's Hermits … and the list goes on!” Rhett would carry this heavy influence of the nineteen sixties into his musical future as the underpinning of his musical style.

A Saturday Night In “Oz”…

Rhett left his native India in 1969, and would start his music career anew in Australia. As a solo artist, he would win the Perth Talent Quest whole performing backed by the Troupadours in 1971. However, he wouldn't remain simply a solo artist; Rhett would recreate the same group success he had in India all over again in Australia. Rhett states, “I got a totally new group of musicians together in 'Oz' - we were doing the 'garage' thing.” This garage band would develop into a successful band which evolved from the “Shakespeare Sarani” to “Prodigy”, and eventually they changed their name to “Lucifer.”

As the decade of the seventies progressed, Rhett's success was about to be changed forever by the “fever” of Saturday Night Fever. The Disco era came suddenly, and it would force Rhett and his band mates to move out of music. The gigs disappeared for the styles of music they played, and the dance floors became filled with DJs and Disco lights. Indeed, the sixties and seventies were a time of change, not only for the world, but for the world of music. Rhett's musical career was about to be turned upside down. One o

Lyrics

Symphony Of Sorrow

Written By: Rhett May

The telephone keeps ringing
When I answer no one's there
The Radio keeps talking
A disembodied voice that fills the air
Flowers keep arriving
Addressed to you but there's no note
Is there something that you're hiding
Cause you're acting so emotionally remote

Is there something on your mind girl
Is there something that you're finding hard to say

I hear a symphony of sorrow
I feel the tragedy of pain
I hear a symphony of sorrow
I hear it whispering your name

A tempest in my world
And a melancholy madness
Tender feelings shared
Have numbed themselves in sadness
Our love has lost momentum
Our passions have grown cold
We're strangers in our own home
Cause you're acting so emotionally controlled

Is there something on your mind girl
Is there something that you're finding hard to say

I hear a symphony of sorrow
I feel the tragedy of pain
Hear a symphony of sorrow.
I feel it whispering your name.

So Delicious

Written By: Rhett May

If I met you in a bar someplace dring all alone
Would you buy me a drink and would you take me home
Would you find me so delicious that you'd kiss me all night long
Delectably delicious that we can't go wrong
Delictably delicious...
So delicious.

If I asked you what you wore tonight underneath that skirt
Would you simply take my hand and place it where it hurts
Would I find you so delicious that I'd kiss you all night long
Delectably delicious that we can't go wrong
Delectably delicious...
So delicious

If I asked you to kneel down and look into my thighs
Hold me hard between your lips and kiss away my sighs
Would you find me so delicious that you'd kiss me all night long
Delectably delicious that we can't go wrong
Delectably delicious...
So delicious

So delicious...
Hmmm so delicious
So delicious
Baby so delicious

Baby would you find
Baby would you find
Baby would you find me
So delicious

Beautiful Day

Written By: Rhett May

It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful
Such a beautiful day

Feel the warmth of your smile
Like the sun on my face
Now your back in my arms
It's a beautiful day

Feel the tears in my eyes
From the joy in my heart
When you whisper my name
It's a beautiful day

The gentleness of your deep kiss
The taste of your sweet tongue
Mere mortal words cannot express
The man that I've become

It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful
Such a beautiful day

The gentleness of your deep kiss
The taste of your sweet tongue
Mere mortal words cannot express
The man that I've become

It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful
Such a beautiful day

Floating on a pink cloud
Under a purple sky
Not a care in the world
It's a beautiful day

It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful
Such a beautiful day

It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful
It's a beautiful day

Where Are You

Written By: Rhett May

Have you ever been down down down
So low standing at the edge
At the edge of the abyss
Staring into the darkness
Staring into nothingness

Wondering if there is
A better place, a better place than this

Where are you
What's the matter with the world...that keeps us far apart
Where are you
What's the matter with the world that...keeps you from my heart

I'm so tired I could drown drown drown
So tired, teetering on the brink
On the brink of the abyss
Overwhelmed by the sadness
Searching..finding only madness

Wondering if there is
A better place
A better...much better place than this

Where are you
What's the matter with the world...that keeps us far apart
Where are you
What's the matter with the world...that keeps you from my heart
Where are you
What's the matter with the world...that keeps us far apart
Where are you
What's the matter with the world...that keeps us far apart

It's cold...It's dark...I'm wet with sweat
The sun is hot..Is it night time yet
The sadness and the madness...the nothingness
HHMMM

My Baby's Got Style

Written By: Rhett May

You bring me kisses when I'm lonely
You bring me flowers when I'm feeling low
You cook me breakfast every morning UH HUH
You clean the house so I can come and go

You're always busy but you find the time
To rub my back when I just ache and pain
There's no one like you in this world of mine
You bring me sunshine when it's pouring rain

And when the kids are home and sick in bed
And when the dogs are going off their crazy heads
The radio is rocking with the Grateful Dead

You stay composed...always so composed

My baby's got style
My Baby's got style
My Baby Baby Baby's got style

My Baby's got style
My Baby's got style
My Baby Baby Baby's got style

And when the kids are home and sick in bed
(My Baby's got style)
(My Baby's got style)
When the dogs are going off their crazy heads
(My Baby's got style)
(My Baby's got style)
The radio is rocking with the Grateful Dead
(My Baby's got style)
(My Baby's got style)
(My Baby's got style)
(My Baby's got style)

Repeat.....etc, etc, etc

Cocktails & Cannibals

Written By: Rhett May

Cocktails and Cannibals
That's all you ever think of baby
Cocktails and Cannibals
That's all you ever want from me
Cocktails and Cannibals
Why do you have to be so good looking
Cocktails and Cannibals
Why do you have to taste so sweet

You lick your lips everytime you look at me
You lick my lips everytime we meet
Like candy...feel me melt in your mouth
Patience baby patience
Gotta give a man something to dream about

You're a distraction
Look at my reaction
Put your clothes on baby
Start acting like a lady

Cocktails and Cannibals
That's all you ever think of baby
Cocktails and Cannibals
That's all you ever want from me
Cocktails and Cannibals
Why do you have to be so good looking
Cocktails and Cannibals
Why do you have to taste so sweet

Back Seat of My Chevy

Written By: Rhett May

This is our last night together
Before we say goodbye
Wonder where you’re gonna be tomorrow
Wonder if you’re gonna hear me cry

It’s cold outside
Such a sad and lonely night
But you’re a beautiful sight
In the back seat…of my Chevy

Watching you lay against the window
Early Sunday morning fast asleep
Breathing softly misting up the windscreen
Your nakedness keeps fogging up my dreams

It’s cold outside
But you smile in your sleep
A tear rolls down my cheek
In the back seat…of my Chevy

This is our last night together
Before we say goodbye
Wonder where you’re gonna be tomorrow
Wonder if you’re gonna hear me cry

This is our last night together
Oooh…in the back seat…of my Chevy…..

Back Seat of My Chevy

Written By: Rhett May

Back Seat Of My Chevy

This is our last night together
Before we say goodbye
Wonder where you’re gonna be tomorrow
Wonder if you’re gonna hear me cry

It’s cold outside
Such a sad and lonely night
But you’re a beautiful sight
In the back seat…of my Chevy

Watching you lay against the window
Early Sunday morning fast asleep
Breathing softly misting up the windscreen
Your nakedness keeps fogging up my dreams

It’s cold outside
But you smile in your sleep
A tear rolls down my cheek
In the back seat…of my Chevy

This is our last night together
Before we say goodbye
Wonder where you’re gonna be tomorrow
Wonder if you’re gonna hear me cry

This is our last night together
Oooh…in the back seat…of my Chevy…..

Discography

Calcutta Boy (2008)

1 A Little White Powder
ISRC: USTC60894163

2 African Queen
ISRC: USTC60894189

3 Have Your Arms Been Missing Me
ISRC: USTC60894192

4 Mirror Mirror
ISRC: USTC60894194

Rhett MayArtist:Rhett May
Label:
Genres: Rock, Dance

Release Date: 13-Oct-2008
Original Release Year: 2008

ID Number: X104917
UPC: 634479860034

Recording Location: Black Rock Australia

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Set List

The set list will vary greatly from show to show but consists of all orignal songs.