Hello everyone, Why not brighten your day with a look at our new song, Driving to Hunstanton.
A new track which wont be appearing elsewhere else because we cant afford a license….
Jimmy Osmond and/or Neil Reid fans should look away now…….
The Sea Cadets pay tribute to their Mums.
Happy Mothers Day to all Mothers and children of Mothers…
Nice article and Rob looks good 🙂
“Mr Rix spoke fondly…”
The new Sea Cadets album 'Here Come The Sea Cadets' is released on January 4th 2019 on Rural Tension Records (ARTLP2)
Preorders - via this link - will not only receive the CD before Christmas but receive one of our new Bands FC inspired badges and pay no postage at all.
Think of all the people who would want one of these in their stockings 😉
Download copies of the album will contain 8 tracks,
1 Here Come The Sea Cadets
2 The Houses Of Diss
3 Hamsters Are Playing
4 Lost In Time
5 Gott Im Himmel (Not on the CD)
6 For Essex Calves A Pasture
7 Born By The Ouse
The album is downloadable from the usual places and streamable via Spotify, links updated as we have them
The CD version contains 4 bonus tracks
Back Cover and badge
Tracklist / CD Image - Scroll down the last few posts to hear/see some of the tracks.
Get down motherfunkers, the Sea Cadets have put on their Gold Lame suits and are strutting towards you
Our 2018 World Cup song is finally ready.
Here’s our 2020 Euros song nice and early……
With Christmas coming up, what says I love you more than a selection of Sea Cadets stickers ?
Thats right, nothing.
Visit our shop via the menu above or go direct to our Zazzle mini store here.
'For Essex Calves a Pasture' is our new track, in it we protest about the Land Enclosures Act and call on the men of the Fens to rise up and prevent the toffs of Essex from taking our land. 17th Century Politics. Wooo !
Come, Brethren of the water, and let us all assemble,
To treat upon this matter, which makes us quake and tremble;
For we shall rue it, if''t be true, that Fens be undertaken
And where we feed in Fen and Reed, they'll feed both Beef and Bacon.
They'll sow both beans and oats, where never man yet thought it,
Where men did row in boats, ere undertakers brought it:
But, Ceres, thou, behold us now, let wild oats be their venture,
Oh let the frogs and miry bogs destroy where they do enter.
Behold the great design, which they do now determine,
Will make our bodies pine, a prey to crows and vermine:
For they do mean all Fens to drain, and waters overmaster,
All will be dry, and we must die, 'cause Essex calves want pasture.
Away with boats and rudder, farewell both boots and skatches,
No need of one nor th'other, men now make better matches;
Stilt-makers all and tanners, shall complain of this disaster,
For they will make each muddy lake for Essex calves a pasture.
The feather'd fowls have wings, to fly to to other nations;
But we have no such things, to help our transportations;
We must give place (oh grievous case) to horned beasts and cattle,
Except that we can all agree to drive them out by battle.