T. Rex - Scenescof Dynasty

〈Marc Bolan〉
Bo Ba Ba

〈Malcolm Toft or Tony Visconti〉
Scenescof Dynasty Take 3

〈Marc Bolan whispers〉
1 2 3 4

〈False Start〉
Meeting behind the iron sling

〈Marc Bolan〉
We're getting something

〈Marc Bolan〉
Can you turn the 〈.?.〉

〈Marc Bolan whispers〉
1 2 3 4

〈Malcolm Toft or Tony Visconti〉
Take 4

〈Marc Bolan〉
1 2 3 4!
〈Take 4 of Scenescof Dynasty〉
Meeting behind the iron sling
My brandy tongue was like a caterpillar thing
Suzy-hung up on Joan of Arc (wow, Joan)
Cloudily gave me the key to the dark
Scraping the lice from my bed
I sussed we were teleported into his head
A wormy blood train expected our feet
But I cradled Suzy's head in my lap
And fitted the stair to her gap
And led her off the Astral plane
Sculpting her features in flesh
Her Alice eyes scan the mythical scene
And rose on the veiny snake train
And prayed to his Bastille sky brain
The driver was a cancer growth cell
His words were just recorded tapes of Hell (Aaaah!)
He left us in the room of faded scrolls
In a window wall we saw a good thought chained
But knifed into a portion of his brain
Was a whitish through back to the green Amazon leach
It was interlocked between his angel eyes
Which were bleached transparent
And his marble lips were paralysed
We swum and ran knee deep in plasma
The cello stairs reduced in size
The sunken landscape eclipsing into
A pair of blue Tazmanian eyes
Scenescof then became a midget
Scratching at the bone in my knee
Then an eat without a body
Listening to my mental sea
Suzy sat behind some loose flesh
Her pirate thoughts were both young and old
Reduced to wearing blonde lot earings
She held me near she felt the cold
We ran just like young fauns
And me I fought a great worm
Sent to taste my jaguar feet
And used his skin to make my wings begin
I sussed and stole a scene from Icarus
And flew us above some uncooked meat
A plastic hook pierced through my Instep
I flew too near his Brutus heart
But Suzy hip to all the future
Played the Victorian heroin's part
With my basted leg and rusty head
And Suzy in a Hipolite dream
I brandished my breathing machette
While Scenescof prepared his Gorgon machine
It flew out from its eyelid island
It's Vulcan teeth and hydra spray
It's scale y tang claws ripping rainbows
It moved it's cave lips in worlds of movement
It makes a sound it seemed to say
Keep cool the satin sun is yours
I see your youthy aura's bright
Expel your tears and jungle fears
I'm here it's going to be alright
Then Scenescof screamed his charlatan hair
Quick silvered from black to grey
Then the Gorgon moved the lizard dial
And was transformed into Grecian dust
And from the sand was born a blacked horned storm
With a charger and a spear
As he moved his limbs
The legend shaft sliced Scenescof from ear to ear

T. Rex - Biography

Singer-songwriter and guitarist Marc Bolan, accompanied by multi-percussionist Steve Took, formed Tyrannosaurus Rex as a psychedelic folk duo in 1967. They seemlingly got their name from Ray Bradbury’s short story “A Sound of Thunder”.

Science fiction, nursery rhymes and most of all, high fantasy books such as The Chronicles of Narnia set the tone of Bolan’s lyrics, fitting perfectly with the acoustic-guitar and creative percussion of the music. The duo released three albums and four singles in 1968 and 1969, and achieved some success in the UK underground, having then rising radio personality John Peel as a fan and two time collaborator of the band (as narrator of some wild child stories featuring in two of the Tyrannosaurus' albums).

Creative differences made the duo split apart and Took was replaced by Mickey Finn in 1969. By then it became clear that Bolan was the band. Starting with the single “King of the Rumbling Spires”, they started experimenting with electric guitars, bass and full drum kits, and within a year, transitioned into a whole new band, less hippie and more glam, now going bt the abbreviation T. Rex. Lyrics also became simpler and more sexually oriented, although Bolan never lost it’s childish wonder and flair.

And then the band’s success sky-rocketed, right at the start of the glam craze. Between 1970’s “Ride a White Swan” and 1973’s “The Groover”, T. Rex had a run of 11 singles ranked in the top 10, encountering a popularity in the UK unseen since the demise of the Beatles.

Many T. Rex songs of that era – such as “Children Of The Revolution”, “20th Century Boy”, “Get It On” – became close to modern rock standards, having being covered by numerous artists. Electric Warrior received critical acclaim as a pioneering album of glam rock and it’s follow-up, The Slider, allowed the band to break into the top 5 in the USA.

Although Bolan kept his super star status until the end of his short life, the apex of “T. Rextasy” was fleeting, and by 1974, the band wasn’t seeing the same popularity or critical acclaim. Bolan, by then allegedly had became addicted to cocaine and quite disconnected from the world. Feeling that glam had run its course, tried his hand at soul music and disco music, and even got his own TV show.

In 1976, Marc Bolan started flirting with the rising punk scene, but unfortunately, he never got the chance to reinvent himself again, as, in 1977, Bolan died in a car accident a few months after releasing T. Rex’s final studio album, Dandy in the Underworld. Since then, T. Rex have continued to exert a large influence over a variety of subsequent artists.