Back In Your Own Backyard

by Greg Poppleton and the Bakelite Broadcasters

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Nearing 1 million YouTube views, Greg Poppleton is totally uninfluenced by contemporary music.

Greg’s passion for classic jazz goes back to age three when he saw Louis Armstrong on TV.

“Poppleton captures the 1920s – 1930s vocal style to perfection”
Kevin Jones, jazz critic 102.5 Fine Music Sydney FM and formerly of The Australian

He was in the running for the band leader role in Baz Luhrmann’s Great Gatsby.

‘They Didn’t Believe Me’ from Greg’s new album ‘Back In Your Own Backyard’ was picked for the soundtrack of a new German-Israeli movie co-production, The Cake Maker.

Greg Poppleton and the Bakelite Broadcasters have released four albums.

This album and their second album, 'Doin' The Charleston' received a rare distinction for an independent jazz album - it was played on commercial radio.

“Absolutely flooring. Greg Poppleton’s 1920s – 1930s jazz and swing always hits the spot. So authentic.”
Women’s Vintage Radio (U.S)

“Damn, I wish I had known you when we had a theatre. We would have called you over to perform with us in a minute! Your great voice, your ability to “sell a song” and your particular energy came across as completely American while sounding Australian! And that trio is an absolute knockout.”
Lance Belville, Writer / Theater Director, San Francisco

Greg's weekly radio show of swing and jazz from live 1920s-60s radio is now heard on 22 stations and online.

He's also a film and TV actor. He's worked with Nicole Kidman, Adrien Brody and John Goodman. TV roles include Peter Allen Not The Boy Next Door and Underbelly The Golden Mile.

Greg Poppleton has released six albums of 1920s-30s jazz and swing all available here on Bandcamp:

2006 - The Phantom Dancer
Album of the Week: Women's Vintage Radio (US)

2012 - Doin' The Charleston
Album of the Week: 2CH Commercial Radio Sydney, ArtSoundFM Canberra, 5MBS Adelaide

2013 - Sweet Sue
Album of the Week: 102.5FM Fine Music Sydney

2014 - 1920s-30s Background Chill Mix 1
(Songs from 3 albums) 780,000 YouTube views

2015 - 1920s-30s Background Chill Mix 2
(Songs from 3 albums) 50,000 YouTube views

2016 - Back In Your Own Backyard

Please visit the official band website www.bakelitejazz.com

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released October 31, 2016

In the band:
Greg Poppleton - vocals
Geoff Power - brass (sousaphone, trumpet and trombone)
Paul Furniss - reeds (alto sax and clarinet)
Grahame Conlon - strings (guitar)
Lawrie Thompson - percussion (drums and washboard)

Recording Engineers:
Rowan Wilson and Gregory Appia

Mix and Mastering:
Peter Gage

Artwork:
Locallure Design

Band website:
www.bakelitejazz.com

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Greg Poppleton, "Captures the essence of the 1920s - 1930s with uncanny accuracy," eJazzNews.com (USA).

“Greg has captured the 1920s vocal style to perfection,” Kevin Jones, 102.5FM Fine Music Magazine.

"Greg Poppleton's music always hits the spot - so authentic sounding!” Women's Vintage Radio, KMRN Radio, Gillespie Network (USA)
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Track Name: Too Marvellous
Lyrics:

You're just to marvelous
Too marvelous for words,
Like glorious, glamorous
And that old standby amorous.

It's all too wonderful,
I'll never find the words
That says enough, tells enough
I mean just aren't swell enough.

You're much too much, and just too very, very
To ever be, to ever be in the dictionary.
And so I'm borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that you're marvelous.
Too marvelous for words.
Track Name: Cake Walkin' Babies From Home
Lyrics:

Cake walkers may come, cake walkers may go,
But I wanna tell you 'bout a couple I know;
High steppin' pair,
Debonair,
When it comes for bus'ness not a soul can compare!

Here they come,
Look at 'em demonstratin',
Goin' some,
Ain't they syncopatin'!
Talk o' the town,
Teasin' brown,
Pickin' 'em up, layin' 'em down.
Dancin' fools, look at 'em demonstratin'
They're a class of their own!
Now the only way to win is to cheat 'em,
You may tie 'em but you'll never beat 'em!
Strut your stuff,
They're the cake walkin' babies from home.
Track Name: I'll See You In My Dreams
Lyrics:

I'll see you in my dreams,
Hold you in my dreams.

Someone took you out of my arms,
Still I feel the thrill of your charms.

Lips that once were mine,
Tender eyes that shine,
They will guide my way tonight
I'll see you in my dreams.
Track Name: They Didn't Believe Me
Lyrics:

And when I told them how beautiful you are,
They didn't believe me, they didn't believe me.
Your lips, your eyes, your cheeks, your hair
Are in a class beyond compare,
You're the loveliest girl that one could see.
And when I tell them,
And I certainly am goin' to tell them,
That I'm the man whose wife one day you'll be.
They'll never believe me, they'll never believe me,
That from this great big world you've chosen me.
Track Name: Egyptian Ella
Lyrics:

Ella was a dancing girl who started getting fat,
Every day brought three more pounds on Ella.
Until one day she found she'd lost her job because of that,
And to make it worse, she lost her fella.
So she took a trip to Egypt to forget,
And she made such a hit that she's there yet!

If you hear of a gal who shakes and quakes
'Till it makes you think of a nervous snake,
They're speaking of... Egyptian Ella.
She weighs two-twenty but that's OK,
They like 'em plenty down there that way.
She has the love of every fella.
And when she shakes and when she starts down by the River Nile,
The boys all take their old sweethearts and throw 'em to the crocodiles!
And all the sheiks in the audience jump up and shout that, "She's immense."
They're cheering for Egyptian Ella.

When the first sweet notes of the music sound,
The boys all gather from miles around,
Just to see Egyptian Ella.
And folks all say when those caravans
Start pouring in from the desert sands
That it must be Egyptian Ella.
And Mister Sphinx sits up and blinks, for there's so much to see.
She squirms and shakes so the worms and snakes all bite themselves from jealousy.
She's a great big gal in a great big land and the boys all give her a great big hand,
How they love Egyptian Ella.
Track Name: Free Bonus Track with Digital Album - I'll See You In My Dreams, Waiheke Island Atmospheric Mix
Lyrics:

I'll see you in my dreams,
Hold you in my dreams.

Someone took you out of my arms,
Still I feel the thrill of your charms.

Lips that once were mine,
Tender eyes that shine,
They will guide my way tonight
I'll see you in my dreams.
Track Name: Back In Your Own Backyard
Lyrics:

The birds with feathers of blue, are waiting for you,
Back in your own back yard,
You'll see your castle in Spain, through your window pane,
Back in your own back yard.
Oh you can go to the East go to the West,
But someday you'll come weary at heart back where you started from,
You'll find your happiness lies, right under your eyes,
Back in your own backyard.
Track Name: When My Dreamboat Comes Home
Lyrics:

When my dreamboat comes home,
And my dreams no more will roam.
I will meet you and I'll greet you
Hold you closely, my own.

Moonlit waters will sing
Of the tender love you bring.
We will be sweethearts forever
When my dreamboat comes home.
Track Name: Honeysuckle Rose
Lyrics:

Every honey bee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me.
I don't blame them, goodness knows,
Honeysuckle Rose.

When you're passing by, my flowers droop and sigh
And I know the reason why.
You're much sweeter, goodness knows,
Honeysuckle Rose.

I don't buy sugar,
You just have to touch my cup.
You're my sugar
So sweet when you stir it up.

When I'm taking sips
From your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips.
You're perfection, goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose
Track Name: Nobody's Sweetheart
Lyrics:

You were everybody's sweetheart, not so long ago
And in our home town
Each boy around
Longed to be your beau.
But things are different today,
I'm mighty sorry to say.

You're nobody's sweetheart now,
'Cause nobody wants you, somehow;
Fancy hose, silken gown,
You'd be out of place in your own home town!
When you walk down the avenue,
I just can't believe that it's you!
Painted lips, painted eyes,
Wearing a bird of paradise!
It all seems wrong somehow,
That you're nobody's sweetheart now.
Track Name: The Lady Is A Tramp
Lyrics:

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight.
She likes the theatre but never come late.
She never bothers with people I hate.
That's why the lady is a tramp.

She don't like crap games with barons and earls.
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls.
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls.
That's why the lady is a tramp.

She likes the free fresh wind in her hair.
Life without care.
She's broke, it's oke.
Hates California it's cold and it's damp,
That's why the lady is a tramp.



Don't know the reason for cocktails at five.
She don't like flying, she's glad she's alive.
She crave's affection, but not when she drives.
That's why the lady is a tramp.

Her friends go to London and leave her behind.
She'll miss the crowning, Queen Mary won't mind.
She won't play Scarlett in Gone With the Wind.
That' s why the lady is a tramp.

She likes to hang her hat where she pleases.
Sails with the breezes.
No dough, heigh-ho.
For Robert Taylor she whistles and stamps,
That' s why the lady is a tramp.
Track Name: Makin' Whoopee!
Lyrics:

Another bride, another June,
Another sunny honeymoon,
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopee

A lot of shoes, a lot of rice,
The groom is nervous, he answers twice,
It's really killin'
That he's so willin' to make whoopee.

Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling.
Picture that same sweet love nest
See what a year can bring.

He's washing dishes and baby clothes,
He's so ambitious he even sews.
So don't forget folks,
That's what you get folks, for makin' whoopee.


Another year or maybe less
What's this I hear? Oh, can't you guess?
She feels neglected and he's suspected
Of makin' whoopee

She sits alone
Most every night
He doesn't phone or even write!
He says he's busy,
But she says, "is he?"
He's makin' whoopee.

He doesn't make much money,
About thirty thousand per.
Some judge who thinks he's funny
Says, "You give forty to her."

He says, "But judge, what if I fail?"
The judge says, "Bud, right into jail.
You ought to keep her, you know it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee."
Track Name: Yes, We Have No Bananas!
Lyrics:

Yes, we have no bananas.
We have no bananas today.
We've string beans, and onions,
Cabbages and scallions,
And all sorts of fruit and say -
We have an old fashioned to-mah-to
A Long Island po-tah-to
But yes, we have no bananas.
We have no bananas today.

Yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.
Just try those coconuts,
And walnuts and doughnuts,
There ain't many nuts like they.
We'll sell you two kinds of red herring,
Dark brown and ball-bearing.
But yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.
Track Name: Yes, We Have No Bananas with Mooing Cows, Twittering Birds and Cawing Crows - Free Bonus Track with Digital Album
Lyrics:

Yes, we have no bananas.
We have no bananas today.
We've string beans, and onions,
Cabbages and scallions,
And all sorts of fruit and say -
We have an old fashioned to-mah-to
A Long Island po-tah-to
But yes, we have no bananas.
We have no bananas today.

Yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.
Just try those coconuts,
And walnuts and doughnuts,
There ain't many nuts like they.
We'll sell you two kinds of red herring,
Dark brown and ball-bearing.
But yes, we have no bananas
We have no bananas today.