the kultivators

the kultivators

BandRockBlues

Blends of old and new rock. Rootsy but edgy riffs, great tongue in cheek lyrics, big head nodding bass and drums. Old school, QOTSA approach, strong songs with wicked intent. Bit rough around the edges but really tight players live, a very entertaining act!

Biography

The Kultivators:
Rootsy Rockin beats Rockin for Rocks sake! A three piece band whose music is appreciated by a wide range of listener from young to old! The Kultivators are a versatile band and can make the music suit the event by, either easing off to the country end of The Kultivators or pushing it tough, hard and loud at a Festival or Rock event with their brand of rock.
The Kultivators will suit MANY different event scenarios playing originals and a few covers, having great “Tongue in cheek” lyrics that everyone can relate to! Not too serious – Just a lot of FUN!!!
Influences are too many to name from the Blues greats to the seventies greats to the nineties and now. We try to write familiar, head nodding songs that are not too complex but still have an edge. We have an old school approach but we really dont sound like anyone else - we sound like the Kultivators, the songs are about people and everyday stuff, no great messages other than fun.
CD “Ricketty, Raggedy & Downright Feral”

Lyrics

Gotta Job

Written By: J.Bradshaw

GOTTA JOB!

I took a job. A pretty good job. In a bank, with a shirt and tie.
I didn’t like that job, time stood still, and everyday seemed to just fly by.
So I quit that job, got me this new job. A pretty good job, an inside job.
I’m on the killing floor, down at the abitoir.
I’m killing sheep, I’m killin chickens…I’m killing dogs!

I left that job. I got sick of that job,I couldn’t eat meat for weeks!
So I found this other job, an outside job, now I’m saving lives down the beach!
I didn’t like that job, I don’t like to swim, I think that fools go on in.
So I quit that job, and got another job; now I’m outside working on a building YEAH!

I been working down here, I’ve been working up there,,,,
Like a monkey up a ladder.

I left that job, I got this new job, I’m selling sex toys and magazines.
I like this job, it’s a pretty good job, I like the hours…you know what I mean.
I dig this job, this ain’t a bad job, this ain’t no boring job,it’s a cruizy job.
It may be a messy job and abit of a dirty job. But a most rewarding job, a satisfying job.
Not to busy a job, not so difficult a job, not so bland a job, a kind of anti-social job.
A late night job, everythings alright job, you wouldn’t believe the shit I’ve seen,,,,,,I’M STICKING AROUND!

I been working down here, I’ve been working up there….
Like a monkey up a ladder.

Slave Dog Days

Written By: J.Bradshaw

SLAVE DOG DAYS.

Stuck in traffic, stuck in this job. Stuck in a rut like some kind of dirty slave dog. Stuck for days and days, a hundrd miles away, where the hell did my horizons disappear to anyway?

Stuck to the ceilings, I’m stuck to the walls; I’m stuck like a man….
I got no place to fall. Stuck like a schoolboy, I’ve got no choice…..
I’M DIGGIN A HOLE TO GET AWAY FROM ALL THIS NOISE!!!!

I gotta room in this nice little place. I got lines all over my face.
Got nobody,get no sinning, I don’t like church, don’t like the sun, don’t like winter.
But I got time, time on my hands. Hard times you just can’t understand.
Tell me I can’t touch that, tell me I can’t do that.
TELL ME I GOTTA TAKE IT, TAKE IT JUST LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH STRESS!

Got no smoke and I got no drink; and I got no time to think.
Got no particular favorite time of day, but these first thing in the mornings killing me slowly anyway.
Can’t stop this pain in my head, can’t stop draggin my sorry ass out of bed,
Can’t be bbb bothered to see my boys,
JUST GOTTA GET AWAY, AWAY FROM ALL THIS NOISE………

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH STRESS!


Chasin UFO's

Written By: J.Bradshaw

CHASIN U.F.O’S.

Well I’m drivin down the highway chasing U.F.O’s.
Yeah I’m drivin down the highway chasin U.F.O’S
Well I’m drivin down the highway chasin U.F.O’S
I’m drivin down the highway chasin U.F.O’S
Drivin down the highway chasin U.F.O’S.

Well I’m tryin to pick them up on my radio.
Yeah I’m tryin to pick them up on my radio.
Yeah I’m drivin down the highway chasin U.F.O’S
Trying to pick them up on my radio.

Well I’m trying to catch on up, but my baby’s to slow.
I got a bright red V8 LS Monaro.
Well I’m tryin to pick’em up on my radio and I’m drivin down the highway chasing U.F.O’S,
Drivin down the highway chasin U.F.O’S,

Well I’m tearing up the county like a wild tornedo.
Cutting cross the grass in my red monaro.
Well I’m tryin to pick them up on my radio and
I’m flyin down the highway chasing U.F.O’s
Flyin down the highway chasin U.F.O’s
Flyin down the highway chasin….U…F….O’S.

Discography

CD is "Ricketty, Raggedy & Downright feral" and is downloadable from our website. www.thekultivators.com or there are several songs for download on Garageband.com and myspace.com all under the kultivators.

Set List

I feel so Alive today. Gotta Job. Big Jack was a dealer.Mornin Lil' Schoolgirl(cover R.Johnson). Slave Dog Days. Chasin UFO's. Dont waste that good stone. Thirteen women and me(cover of the "B" side to "Rock around the clock" - B.Haley). Metta Mann. Vampire Girl. Goin out West(cover. T.Waitts).