Chords for Ian McLagan - On joining the Small Faces - July, 6, 2013
Tempo:
79.2 bpm
Chords used:
G
Eb
Abm
Gm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
He was well known as an impresario, he was famous, you know.
And he said, Ian McLean, and I said, yes.
Because I was Ian McLean.
And he said, I've got a job for you.
Can you come up to my office in Carnaby Street?
[N] I said, bloody right.
So I went up there that afternoon and walked into reception.
And the receptionist, pretty girl, eyed me kind of suspiciously.
She said, who are you here for?
What do you want?
I said, I've come to see John Ard.
She said, why?
I didn't know.
I said, I don't know.
I didn't know.
I'm just coming for a job, you know.
And so she went [G] out and spoke to, obviously, went into Don Arden's office,
[Db] came back, said, he'll be in [Gm] in a minute.
So [N] I sat there.
And there was four photographs on the wall.
The small faces couldn't be there.
The animals, they'd just got a new organ player, couldn't be there.
The national teams, they had a great piano player, so it obviously wasn't them.
And this other band, the Clayton Squares, I'd never heard of them.
Obviously, it was them, right?
[G] I had no [C] idea.
Anyway, Don eventually called me [Gm] into the office.
He said, sit down, Nick.
[N] He said, how much do you earn at the moment?
And the best thing I've ever said in my life, I said, 20 pound a week.
And I said 20 pound a week because my dad was earning 20 pound a week as a master mechanic.
That was good money back then, 65.
And I just, I don't know, I suppose that's why I said it.
But he said, 20?
You start at 30.
I said, oh my God.
I said, he [Ebm] said, but you'll be on probation for a month.
And if [Eb] the boys like you and everything, you know, [N] if you don't misbehave and everything
goes well, you play well.
He said, you'll end up on an even split.
Oh my God, I'm a millionaire.
I've come from poverty to millionaire in like half an hour.
I said, but what band?
He said, the Small Faces.
Oh, fuck me.
Sorry, but I just couldn't believe it.
I just couldn't believe it.
I'd seen his band, they were fabulous.
And they'd had one reasonably sized hit.
Anyway, he said, no, you're not to tell anyone.
This is top secret.
And the reason was Jimmy Winston, the guy I was going to replace, hadn't been told.
Plus his girlfriend was the receptionist.
She smelled a rat and I was the rat.
So anyway, [Abm] he said, you mustn't tell anyone.
I said, what about my parents?
He said, well, but you mustn't tell them what band.
OK, [Eb] just you say you've got a job.
I said, OK.
So [N] I went off to a pub.
See, there's that drinking theme again.
And I had a pint of bitter.
And I mean, I was flying.
I was like a half an inch off the floor.
I couldn't believe my luck, you know.
And after a while, I thought, well, Dad'll be home.
So I called him now, phone home and L's like 7353.
Because that was our number.
I said, Dad, I [G] said, I got a job.
He said, have you?
I said, yeah, I said, with a great band.
He said, ooh, I said, I can't tell you.
I said, no, all right.
Why is that?
Well, I said, I don't know.
I can't tell you.
He said, [Eb] all right.
I said, look, I won't be home tonight.
He said, ooh, are you happy?
I said, yes.
He said, well, go on then, carry on.
I said, I'll [E] call you in a couple of weeks.
And he put the phone down.
I had another pint of bitter.
[N] And now I'm feeling a little tiddly, you know, and excited.
And I hadn't met the guys, you know.
So I went back to the office.
The receptionist had gone home.
And Don called me into the office.
Sit down there.
And the door opened and in walked Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane, Kenny Jones.
And Steve looked at me and laughed and picked me up.
And the other two grabs on to me.
There's three of them holding me in the air.
And I just found my brothers, you know.
[F] Well, thank you.
What the strange thing is, I mean, well, the strange thing.
[Abm] We went to a hotel that night, stadium hotel.
I'd never been in a hotel in my life.
And [N] they were just great characters.
And we just got on like a house on fire immediately.
And the other thing was we were all the same height.
And Jimmy Winston was taller.
And it wasn't why he was fired.
But the reason I got the job, I found out sometime later was because
there'd been a review of the band I was in, in some magazines, some live magazine.
And they raved about my playing, which was very nice.
And they had a picture of Boz Burrell, who was the lead singer in that band.
He later went on to join Bad Company, King Crimson, Bad Company.
And a dear friend.
But anyway, they put a picture of him.
And he was very good looking, with my name under it.
So they were expecting someone who could play, someone who was really good looking.
But I was short.
So two out of three wasn't bad.
[Abm] And the next day I went to Carnaby Street and was able to pick any clothes I wanted off the rack.
[C] I mean, Jesus Christ, [G] that's when clothes were clothes.
[Fm] That's when kids didn't [N] dress as their dads.
And dads didn't dress as the kids.
This was, hey, I mean, Italian shoes, two-tone weaves.
Get the fuck out.
I mean, mohair suits and great shirts and button-down clothes.
Where's the clothes today?
Boring.
But anyway, we played a gig the next day, and a gig the next day, and the next day.
And we never stopped playing gigs.
We smoked hash all day in the car. Yeah, man.
[Eb] We popped pills and we [Ab] drank and we smoked hash and we played [Gb] music and we listened to music.
I'd found my brothers.
But the thing is, a month, two months went by.
We started to move into this house together, the three of us [Cm] anyway.
Kenny was still [N] 17 at that point.
He was living at home, in home cooking.
But we went, we had a house together.
It was party central, as you can imagine.
And after about two months or something, I got worried because nothing's been said about
the probation period.
And I'm like thinking, oh dear, it's not looking good.
But nobody said anything.
So I took Ronnie aside, because he was more my mate.
And I said, so am I still on probation then?
He says, what are you talking about?
I said, you know, Don said I'd be on probation for a month.
He said, oh, rubbish.
Come on.
We get in the cab, go up to Carnaby Street.
He puts his head round Don's door.
He says, Don.
Yeah.
He said, Mac's in the band, all right?
He said, oh, yeah, it's fine.
OK, good, good.
My money went down to 20 pound a week, which is what they were earning all the time.
And that's all we ever did earn from Don out.
No record royalties, no money from gigs.
We were earning 1,000 pound a night, which is what's that?
3,000 was then dollars.
And 65.
And that's all we got, 20 pound a week.
I was going to make peace with him, because I made peace with all my other thieving managers.
But he died.
So fuck him.
And he said, Ian McLean, and I said, yes.
Because I was Ian McLean.
And he said, I've got a job for you.
Can you come up to my office in Carnaby Street?
[N] I said, bloody right.
So I went up there that afternoon and walked into reception.
And the receptionist, pretty girl, eyed me kind of suspiciously.
She said, who are you here for?
What do you want?
I said, I've come to see John Ard.
She said, why?
I didn't know.
I said, I don't know.
I didn't know.
I'm just coming for a job, you know.
And so she went [G] out and spoke to, obviously, went into Don Arden's office,
[Db] came back, said, he'll be in [Gm] in a minute.
So [N] I sat there.
And there was four photographs on the wall.
The small faces couldn't be there.
The animals, they'd just got a new organ player, couldn't be there.
The national teams, they had a great piano player, so it obviously wasn't them.
And this other band, the Clayton Squares, I'd never heard of them.
Obviously, it was them, right?
[G] I had no [C] idea.
Anyway, Don eventually called me [Gm] into the office.
He said, sit down, Nick.
[N] He said, how much do you earn at the moment?
And the best thing I've ever said in my life, I said, 20 pound a week.
And I said 20 pound a week because my dad was earning 20 pound a week as a master mechanic.
That was good money back then, 65.
And I just, I don't know, I suppose that's why I said it.
But he said, 20?
You start at 30.
I said, oh my God.
I said, he [Ebm] said, but you'll be on probation for a month.
And if [Eb] the boys like you and everything, you know, [N] if you don't misbehave and everything
goes well, you play well.
He said, you'll end up on an even split.
Oh my God, I'm a millionaire.
I've come from poverty to millionaire in like half an hour.
I said, but what band?
He said, the Small Faces.
Oh, fuck me.
Sorry, but I just couldn't believe it.
I just couldn't believe it.
I'd seen his band, they were fabulous.
And they'd had one reasonably sized hit.
Anyway, he said, no, you're not to tell anyone.
This is top secret.
And the reason was Jimmy Winston, the guy I was going to replace, hadn't been told.
Plus his girlfriend was the receptionist.
She smelled a rat and I was the rat.
So anyway, [Abm] he said, you mustn't tell anyone.
I said, what about my parents?
He said, well, but you mustn't tell them what band.
OK, [Eb] just you say you've got a job.
I said, OK.
So [N] I went off to a pub.
See, there's that drinking theme again.
And I had a pint of bitter.
And I mean, I was flying.
I was like a half an inch off the floor.
I couldn't believe my luck, you know.
And after a while, I thought, well, Dad'll be home.
So I called him now, phone home and L's like 7353.
Because that was our number.
I said, Dad, I [G] said, I got a job.
He said, have you?
I said, yeah, I said, with a great band.
He said, ooh, I said, I can't tell you.
I said, no, all right.
Why is that?
Well, I said, I don't know.
I can't tell you.
He said, [Eb] all right.
I said, look, I won't be home tonight.
He said, ooh, are you happy?
I said, yes.
He said, well, go on then, carry on.
I said, I'll [E] call you in a couple of weeks.
And he put the phone down.
I had another pint of bitter.
[N] And now I'm feeling a little tiddly, you know, and excited.
And I hadn't met the guys, you know.
So I went back to the office.
The receptionist had gone home.
And Don called me into the office.
Sit down there.
And the door opened and in walked Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane, Kenny Jones.
And Steve looked at me and laughed and picked me up.
And the other two grabs on to me.
There's three of them holding me in the air.
And I just found my brothers, you know.
[F] Well, thank you.
What the strange thing is, I mean, well, the strange thing.
[Abm] We went to a hotel that night, stadium hotel.
I'd never been in a hotel in my life.
And [N] they were just great characters.
And we just got on like a house on fire immediately.
And the other thing was we were all the same height.
And Jimmy Winston was taller.
And it wasn't why he was fired.
But the reason I got the job, I found out sometime later was because
there'd been a review of the band I was in, in some magazines, some live magazine.
And they raved about my playing, which was very nice.
And they had a picture of Boz Burrell, who was the lead singer in that band.
He later went on to join Bad Company, King Crimson, Bad Company.
And a dear friend.
But anyway, they put a picture of him.
And he was very good looking, with my name under it.
So they were expecting someone who could play, someone who was really good looking.
But I was short.
So two out of three wasn't bad.
[Abm] And the next day I went to Carnaby Street and was able to pick any clothes I wanted off the rack.
[C] I mean, Jesus Christ, [G] that's when clothes were clothes.
[Fm] That's when kids didn't [N] dress as their dads.
And dads didn't dress as the kids.
This was, hey, I mean, Italian shoes, two-tone weaves.
Get the fuck out.
I mean, mohair suits and great shirts and button-down clothes.
Where's the clothes today?
Boring.
But anyway, we played a gig the next day, and a gig the next day, and the next day.
And we never stopped playing gigs.
We smoked hash all day in the car. Yeah, man.
[Eb] We popped pills and we [Ab] drank and we smoked hash and we played [Gb] music and we listened to music.
I'd found my brothers.
But the thing is, a month, two months went by.
We started to move into this house together, the three of us [Cm] anyway.
Kenny was still [N] 17 at that point.
He was living at home, in home cooking.
But we went, we had a house together.
It was party central, as you can imagine.
And after about two months or something, I got worried because nothing's been said about
the probation period.
And I'm like thinking, oh dear, it's not looking good.
But nobody said anything.
So I took Ronnie aside, because he was more my mate.
And I said, so am I still on probation then?
He says, what are you talking about?
I said, you know, Don said I'd be on probation for a month.
He said, oh, rubbish.
Come on.
We get in the cab, go up to Carnaby Street.
He puts his head round Don's door.
He says, Don.
Yeah.
He said, Mac's in the band, all right?
He said, oh, yeah, it's fine.
OK, good, good.
My money went down to 20 pound a week, which is what they were earning all the time.
And that's all we ever did earn from Don out.
No record royalties, no money from gigs.
We were earning 1,000 pound a night, which is what's that?
3,000 was then dollars.
And 65.
And that's all we got, 20 pound a week.
I was going to make peace with him, because I made peace with all my other thieving managers.
But he died.
So fuck him.
Key:
G
Eb
Abm
Gm
C
G
Eb
Abm
He was well known as an impresario, he was famous, you know.
And he said, Ian McLean, and I said, yes.
Because I was Ian McLean.
And he said, I've got a job for you.
Can you come up to my office in Carnaby Street?
[N] I said, bloody right.
So I went up there that afternoon and walked into reception.
And the receptionist, pretty girl, eyed me kind of suspiciously.
She said, who are you here for?
What do you want?
I said, I've come to see John Ard.
She said, why? _
I didn't know.
I said, I don't know.
I didn't know.
I'm just coming for a job, you know.
And so she went [G] out and spoke to, obviously, went into Don Arden's office,
[Db] came back, said, he'll be in [Gm] in a minute.
So [N] I sat there.
And there was four photographs on the wall.
The small faces couldn't be there.
The animals, they'd just got a new organ player, couldn't be there.
The national teams, they had a great piano player, so it obviously wasn't them.
And this other band, the Clayton Squares, I'd never heard of them.
Obviously, it was them, right?
[G] I had no [C] idea.
Anyway, Don eventually called me [Gm] into the office.
He said, sit down, Nick.
[N] He said, how much do you earn at the moment?
And the best thing I've ever said in my life, I said, 20 pound a week.
_ And I said 20 pound a week because my dad was earning 20 pound a week as a master mechanic.
That was good money back then, 65.
And I just, I don't know, I suppose that's why I said it.
But he said, 20?
You start at 30.
I said, oh my God.
I said, he [Ebm] said, but you'll be on probation for a month.
And if [Eb] the boys like you and everything, you know, [N] if you don't misbehave and everything
goes well, you play well.
He said, you'll end up on an even split.
Oh my God, I'm a millionaire.
I've come from poverty to millionaire in like half an hour.
I said, but what band?
He said, the Small Faces.
Oh, fuck me.
Sorry, but I just couldn't believe it.
I just couldn't believe it.
I'd seen his band, they were fabulous.
And they'd had one reasonably sized hit.
Anyway, he said, no, you're not to tell anyone.
This is top secret.
And the reason was Jimmy Winston, the guy I was going to replace, hadn't been told.
Plus his girlfriend was the receptionist. _
She smelled a rat and I was the rat.
_ So anyway, [Abm] he said, you mustn't tell anyone.
I said, what about my parents?
He said, well, but you mustn't tell them what band.
OK, [Eb] just you say you've got a job.
I said, OK.
So [N] I went off to a pub.
See, there's that drinking theme again. _
And I had a pint of bitter.
And I mean, I was flying.
I was like a half an inch off the floor.
I couldn't believe my luck, you know.
And after a while, I thought, well, Dad'll be home.
So I called him now, phone home and L's like 7353.
Because that was our number.
I said, Dad, _ I [G] said, I got a job.
He said, have you?
I said, yeah, I said, with a great band.
He said, ooh, I said, I can't tell you.
I said, no, all right.
Why is that?
Well, I said, I don't know.
I can't tell you.
He said, [Eb] all right.
I said, look, I won't be home tonight.
He said, ooh, are you happy?
I said, yes.
He said, well, go on then, carry on.
I said, I'll [E] call you in a couple of weeks.
_ And he put the phone down.
I had another pint of bitter.
[N] And now I'm feeling a little tiddly, you know, and excited.
And I hadn't met the guys, you know.
So I went back to the office.
The receptionist had gone home.
And Don called me into the office.
Sit down there.
And the door opened and in walked Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane, Kenny Jones.
And Steve looked at me and laughed and picked me up.
And the other two grabs on to me.
There's three of them holding me in the air.
And I just found my brothers, you know. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ Well, thank you.
What the strange thing is, I mean, well, the strange thing.
[Abm] We went to a hotel that night, stadium hotel.
I'd never been in a hotel in my life.
And [N] they were just great characters.
And we just got on like a house on fire immediately.
And the other thing was we were all the same height.
And Jimmy Winston was taller.
And it wasn't why he was fired.
But the reason I got the job, I found out sometime later was because
there'd been a review of the band I was in, in some magazines, some live magazine.
And they raved about my playing, which was very nice.
And they had a picture of Boz Burrell, who was the lead singer in that band.
He later went on to join Bad Company, King Crimson, Bad Company.
And a dear friend.
But anyway, they put a picture of him.
And he was very good looking, with my name under it.
So they were expecting someone who could play, someone who was really good looking.
But I was short.
So two out of three wasn't bad.
_ [Abm] And the next day I went to Carnaby Street and was able to pick any clothes I wanted off the rack.
[C] I mean, Jesus Christ, [G] that's when clothes were clothes.
[Fm] That's when kids didn't [N] dress as their dads.
And dads didn't dress as the kids.
This was, hey, I mean, Italian shoes, two-tone weaves.
Get the fuck out.
I mean, mohair suits and great shirts and button-down clothes.
Where's the clothes today?
Boring.
But anyway, we played a gig the next day, and a gig the next day, and the next day.
And we never stopped playing gigs.
We smoked hash all day in the car. Yeah, man.
_ [Eb] We popped pills and we [Ab] drank and we smoked hash and we played [Gb] music and we listened to music.
I'd found my brothers.
But the thing is, a month, two months went by.
We started to move into this house together, the three of us [Cm] anyway.
Kenny was still [N] 17 at that point.
He was living at home, in home cooking.
But we went, we had a house together.
It was party central, as you can imagine.
_ And after about two months or something, I got worried because nothing's been said about
the probation period.
And I'm like thinking, oh dear, it's not looking good.
But nobody said anything.
So I took Ronnie aside, because he was more my mate.
And I said, so am I still on probation then?
He says, what are you talking about?
I said, you know, Don said I'd be on probation for a month.
He said, oh, rubbish.
Come on.
We get in the cab, go up to Carnaby Street.
He puts his head round Don's door.
He says, Don.
Yeah.
He said, Mac's in the band, all right?
He said, oh, yeah, it's fine.
OK, good, good. _ _
My money went down to 20 pound a week, which is what they were earning all the time.
And that's all we ever did earn from Don out.
No record royalties, no money from gigs.
We were earning 1,000 pound a night, which is what's that?
3,000 was then dollars.
And 65.
And that's all we got, 20 pound a week.
I was going to make peace with him, because I made peace with all my other thieving managers.
But he died.
So fuck him. _
And he said, Ian McLean, and I said, yes.
Because I was Ian McLean.
And he said, I've got a job for you.
Can you come up to my office in Carnaby Street?
[N] I said, bloody right.
So I went up there that afternoon and walked into reception.
And the receptionist, pretty girl, eyed me kind of suspiciously.
She said, who are you here for?
What do you want?
I said, I've come to see John Ard.
She said, why? _
I didn't know.
I said, I don't know.
I didn't know.
I'm just coming for a job, you know.
And so she went [G] out and spoke to, obviously, went into Don Arden's office,
[Db] came back, said, he'll be in [Gm] in a minute.
So [N] I sat there.
And there was four photographs on the wall.
The small faces couldn't be there.
The animals, they'd just got a new organ player, couldn't be there.
The national teams, they had a great piano player, so it obviously wasn't them.
And this other band, the Clayton Squares, I'd never heard of them.
Obviously, it was them, right?
[G] I had no [C] idea.
Anyway, Don eventually called me [Gm] into the office.
He said, sit down, Nick.
[N] He said, how much do you earn at the moment?
And the best thing I've ever said in my life, I said, 20 pound a week.
_ And I said 20 pound a week because my dad was earning 20 pound a week as a master mechanic.
That was good money back then, 65.
And I just, I don't know, I suppose that's why I said it.
But he said, 20?
You start at 30.
I said, oh my God.
I said, he [Ebm] said, but you'll be on probation for a month.
And if [Eb] the boys like you and everything, you know, [N] if you don't misbehave and everything
goes well, you play well.
He said, you'll end up on an even split.
Oh my God, I'm a millionaire.
I've come from poverty to millionaire in like half an hour.
I said, but what band?
He said, the Small Faces.
Oh, fuck me.
Sorry, but I just couldn't believe it.
I just couldn't believe it.
I'd seen his band, they were fabulous.
And they'd had one reasonably sized hit.
Anyway, he said, no, you're not to tell anyone.
This is top secret.
And the reason was Jimmy Winston, the guy I was going to replace, hadn't been told.
Plus his girlfriend was the receptionist. _
She smelled a rat and I was the rat.
_ So anyway, [Abm] he said, you mustn't tell anyone.
I said, what about my parents?
He said, well, but you mustn't tell them what band.
OK, [Eb] just you say you've got a job.
I said, OK.
So [N] I went off to a pub.
See, there's that drinking theme again. _
And I had a pint of bitter.
And I mean, I was flying.
I was like a half an inch off the floor.
I couldn't believe my luck, you know.
And after a while, I thought, well, Dad'll be home.
So I called him now, phone home and L's like 7353.
Because that was our number.
I said, Dad, _ I [G] said, I got a job.
He said, have you?
I said, yeah, I said, with a great band.
He said, ooh, I said, I can't tell you.
I said, no, all right.
Why is that?
Well, I said, I don't know.
I can't tell you.
He said, [Eb] all right.
I said, look, I won't be home tonight.
He said, ooh, are you happy?
I said, yes.
He said, well, go on then, carry on.
I said, I'll [E] call you in a couple of weeks.
_ And he put the phone down.
I had another pint of bitter.
[N] And now I'm feeling a little tiddly, you know, and excited.
And I hadn't met the guys, you know.
So I went back to the office.
The receptionist had gone home.
And Don called me into the office.
Sit down there.
And the door opened and in walked Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane, Kenny Jones.
And Steve looked at me and laughed and picked me up.
And the other two grabs on to me.
There's three of them holding me in the air.
And I just found my brothers, you know. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ Well, thank you.
What the strange thing is, I mean, well, the strange thing.
[Abm] We went to a hotel that night, stadium hotel.
I'd never been in a hotel in my life.
And [N] they were just great characters.
And we just got on like a house on fire immediately.
And the other thing was we were all the same height.
And Jimmy Winston was taller.
And it wasn't why he was fired.
But the reason I got the job, I found out sometime later was because
there'd been a review of the band I was in, in some magazines, some live magazine.
And they raved about my playing, which was very nice.
And they had a picture of Boz Burrell, who was the lead singer in that band.
He later went on to join Bad Company, King Crimson, Bad Company.
And a dear friend.
But anyway, they put a picture of him.
And he was very good looking, with my name under it.
So they were expecting someone who could play, someone who was really good looking.
But I was short.
So two out of three wasn't bad.
_ [Abm] And the next day I went to Carnaby Street and was able to pick any clothes I wanted off the rack.
[C] I mean, Jesus Christ, [G] that's when clothes were clothes.
[Fm] That's when kids didn't [N] dress as their dads.
And dads didn't dress as the kids.
This was, hey, I mean, Italian shoes, two-tone weaves.
Get the fuck out.
I mean, mohair suits and great shirts and button-down clothes.
Where's the clothes today?
Boring.
But anyway, we played a gig the next day, and a gig the next day, and the next day.
And we never stopped playing gigs.
We smoked hash all day in the car. Yeah, man.
_ [Eb] We popped pills and we [Ab] drank and we smoked hash and we played [Gb] music and we listened to music.
I'd found my brothers.
But the thing is, a month, two months went by.
We started to move into this house together, the three of us [Cm] anyway.
Kenny was still [N] 17 at that point.
He was living at home, in home cooking.
But we went, we had a house together.
It was party central, as you can imagine.
_ And after about two months or something, I got worried because nothing's been said about
the probation period.
And I'm like thinking, oh dear, it's not looking good.
But nobody said anything.
So I took Ronnie aside, because he was more my mate.
And I said, so am I still on probation then?
He says, what are you talking about?
I said, you know, Don said I'd be on probation for a month.
He said, oh, rubbish.
Come on.
We get in the cab, go up to Carnaby Street.
He puts his head round Don's door.
He says, Don.
Yeah.
He said, Mac's in the band, all right?
He said, oh, yeah, it's fine.
OK, good, good. _ _
My money went down to 20 pound a week, which is what they were earning all the time.
And that's all we ever did earn from Don out.
No record royalties, no money from gigs.
We were earning 1,000 pound a night, which is what's that?
3,000 was then dollars.
And 65.
And that's all we got, 20 pound a week.
I was going to make peace with him, because I made peace with all my other thieving managers.
But he died.
So fuck him. _