Peter Ashworth
Fine Art students Marc Almond and Dave Ball met at Leeds Polytechnic (now Leeds Beckett) and formed Soft Cell. In 1981 they had a huge hit with ‘Tainted Love’ and followed it up with ‘Bedsitter’ for which photographer Peter Ashworth created the sleeve images.
Soft Cell - Bedsitter
Image Description:
The artwork photographed against a white wall in the White Column space. The back of a 12” record sleeve featuring a close-up of an image of a pale-blue bed mattress, strong lighting from the left to increase shadows on the right to accentuate the curves of the buttoned-back surface, the border is a plain pale blue to frame. Over the mattress in white text lists the name of the band, song titles and credits in smaller text.
Audio Description:
Song Lyrics:
Sunday morning going slow
I'm talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
Memories of the night before
Out in club-land having fun
And now I´m hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows I'm here for sureDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeI think it's time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spent my money going out
I've nothing I'm left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
Look for something new to wear
Start the nightlife over again
Kid myself I'm having funDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeLook out from my window view
I've really nothing else to do
Read a book and write a letter
Mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines
The battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just like meDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeI'm waiting for something
I'm only passing time
Sunday morning going slow
I'm talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
Memories of the night before
Out in club-land having fun
And now I´m hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows I'm here for sureDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeI think it's time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spent my money going out
I've nothing I'm left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
Look for something new to wear
Start the nightlife over again
Kid myself I'm having funDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeLook out from my window view
I've really nothing else to do
Read a book and write a letter
Mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines
The battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just like meDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeDancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only homeI'm waiting for something
I'm only passing time
External Links:
Website: https://ashworth.photos/