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  1. Harvest. Formed by Cream lyricist Pete Brown, The Battered Ornaments were a mixture of English jazz, blues, and psych rock in the late 60s. By the time they got around to recording their sophomore album Mantle-Piece, Brown was out of the band, yet they recorded his songs and sang his parts. The album was a critical and commercial disaster.

  2. The Battered Ornaments-Living Life Backwards-1969-[UK PSYCH ROCK] 2:06; Then I must go. 4:11; The Battered Ornaments - My Love's Gone Far Away. 3:36; The Battered Ornaments - Twisted Track (1969) 4:28; The Battered Ornaments - Sunshades. 3:31; The Battered Ornaments - The Crossword and the Safety Pins. 5:30; The Battered Ornaments.

  3. The Battered Ornaments - The Crossword and the Safety Pins. 5:30. The Battered Ornaments. Late Into The Night. 5:14. View credits, reviews, tracks and shop for the 1969 Vinyl release of "Mantle-Piece" on Discogs.

  4. The Battered Ornaments (anfangs bekannt als Pete Brown & His Battered Ornaments) waren eine britische Rockband, die 1967 von Pete Brown (Gesang) gegründet wurde. Sie spielten eine Mischung aus Blues und Jazz mit psychedelischen und avantgardistischen Elementen. Weitere Bandmitglieder waren Pete Bailey (Percussion – er ersetzte Jamie Muir), Charlie Hart (Keyboards), Dick Heckstall-Smith ...

  5. 21 de mar. de 2017 · Scrobble, find and rediscover music with a Last.fm account. Battered Ornaments were an ambitious rock band put together by lyricist Pete Brown, known for writing many of Cream's songs with Jack Bruce, after that group broke up. Organized in 1969, Battered Ornaments featured Brown on vocals and trumpet, Graham Layden (vocals), Chris Spedding ...

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  7. Late into the Night Lyrics: It's getting late into the night / The leaves are slowly turning red / The days are falling shorter / The trees they wake up sighing / Every noontime I laugh sorrowed ...