Mix Tape 12

Who's that girl across the Street-Stone Pony

The Ride

Working on more songs for our new EP. Here is a demo for a kind of Indiepop Summer-Song that is both upbeat and nostalgic. Still has a midi=saxophone that will be replaced with a real one hopefully soon. We hope you like it, let us know what you think, and as always thanks so much for all the amazing support here on Soundcloud

Summer comes in time again
The heat will melt away the pain
It makes you feel like it's alright
If you still cannot sleep at night
just blame it on the humidity

Time will prove that it's alright
Time will be the reason why
You're getting younger day by day
If you still haven't found a way
just blame it on humanity

Maybe I'd like to go back
Got this longing in the back of my head
Lately, I started wondering why 
I should be sad

You won't believe that the blue sky
can lift you up, can make you cry
Do they still tell you where to go
Well, here's a list of reasons why
you shouldn't trust the TV shows

Count the days until you're done
Count the days and then you're gone
Dream away on a green breeze
If you can't feel that summer ease

Maybe I'd like to go back
Got this longing in the back of my head
Lately, I started wondering why 
We should be sad

Summer In Time

courage to the abyss: the existentialists' prison zoo is but dante's limbo, which admittedly requires the lion's courage to roam, which the administered world suppresses under a fragile layer of so-called civilization by encouraging rats and trimming eagles...

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Last Pages

This is the first song I ever wrote that I remember..from back in 1994.

Water

Verse 1
Time passes by as slowly as winter today
Too much on my mind and I can’t seem to find my way

Pre-Chorus
It’s never any fun
When you’re the only one

Chorus
You’d kill me if you could but I’m too young to die
You see right through me so I can’t run and hide
Step on a crack and I’m fading away
Okay, ooh, water

Verse 2
Prismed eyes shatter and my nerves are paralyzed with fear
Deep inside my head something snaps and then nothing’s there

Pre-Chorus
I can’t escape this pain
It’s with me every day

Chorus
You’d kill me if you could but I’m too young to die
You see right through me so I can’t run and hide.
Step on a crack and I’m fading away
Okay, ooh, water

Bridge

Verse 3
Time passes by and I spread like ash in the wind
Still life simplified and I find a way to deal with it.

Pre-Chorus
I try to wash away the pain
I’ll never be the same

Chorus
You’d kill me if you could but I’m too young to die
You see right through me so I can’t run and hide
Step on a crack and I’m fading away
Okay, ooh, water

Water

This is the story about  a solitary Man who kept to himself, didn't much like the world or the people in it, he only comes out at night in the Dark so No-one can see him, he is a lonely man & he lives a lonely life, the one day he just wished himself away and vanished in the Mist, never to be seen again. All together Ahhhhhhhhh :-) 

Written, performed and mixed : Johnny Mc Farlane 2023

Disappeared In The Mist

M Not Tin Man/Steel ah  Can

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

I wanna go
To the heart of it
I wanna know
If it’s counterfeit
I wanna move
So tired of standing still
I wanna groove
You know it’s still a thrill 
I get along
With the other kids
It’s what the teacher said
Way back in second grade
I get along…
I get along…
Solo

You know it’s tough
To keep your head up high
It can be rough
Sometimes you need to  cry

Treat me nice
And I’ll reciprocate 
You got a vice?
Yeah I’ll participate 
Let’s get along
Let’s enjoy the ride
We’ll sing a song
And keep it amplified
I get along...

To the bridge 
Took a walk to a higher place
Felt the sun shine on my face
Spent the night camped out alone
I did it right, faced it on my own
Waited for a revelation
A little drop of inspiration 
Wrote some words down for this song
Made a promise to myself to get along….

I Get Along

Innocent When You Dream (Tom Waits Cover)

When I sat down to write this song, I knew I wanted to explore my own battle with body dysmorphia. It's been a constant struggle for me, with feelings of insecurity and self-doubt creeping in every time I compare myself to others. But I wanted to create something that would connect with others who may be going through something similar. And so, this deeply personal and vulnerable piece was born - a musical reflection of my innermost emotions and experiences, bared for all to hear.

Lyrics
Verse 1:

Skin 'n' bone
What you are
And I know
So bizarre

But thats all I know
You don't wanna hold me

Verse 2:

Trouble now
When you're near
All around
For the year

But thats all I know
You don't wanna hold me

Skinny (Demo)

Ooops - this is not a protest song against war! I needed to do a soft little song right now!

Lyrics:

Where are the Flowers

When the flowers have lost all their splendor this spring, 
                 Am                G                   D                      G         G
maybe it's the sign that the summer has come. 
      C                 G                   Am               G               G
You should not be sorry since the flowers will turn to fruits
         G                  C                        D                            G          G
and this is the magic that nature gives us
        G               D              G                 C        G
so, please hurry up - because this period of
                1/2C   D  D                    G
time is flying fast away - so don’t stay - put in Your flat
   C                    G        D                Am    Em               D

If the weather is nice all the flowers stay intact
             Am           G                 D                   G             G
and we can enjoy when the seasons have changed
       C              G                   Am                 G            G
a terrible storm may blow flowers away from us
     G          C                        D                          G        G
a heavy rain may also have these consequenses too
    G                     D                       G                   C        G
so, please hurry up - because this period of
                1/2C   D  D                     G
time is flying fast away - so don’t stay - put in Your flat
   C                    G        D                Am    Em               D

When the autumn has come several flowers turn up
                 Am             G                     D                G        G
but later they loose all the colors they had
       C                G                 Am              G           G
I can feel all the tears that are flooding down my cheek 
          G                C                       D                         G          G
but I’m comforted when I see all the colors of the trees
              G                          D               G                     C         G
so I hurry up - because this period of
       1/2C   D  D                     G           
time is flying fast away - so I don’t stay - put in my flat
  C                   G        D                     Am     Em           D

Where are the Flowers

Better Way by Keri Johnson

Photo credit: Ken Pilcher

A place where we can dream
hope is the light falling softly thru the trees

To feel alive and free
light as the air, moving like a gentle breeze

Waiting for the sun to break tomorrow
we can find a better way to be

Find a way to rise above our sorrows
even when the clouds make it hard to see

And as far as you can reach
we are the sun, the moon, the galaxy

Flowing like a stream
along the river's edge and calling to the sea

Waiting for the sun to break tomorrow
we can find a better way to be

Find a way to rise above our sorrows
even when the clouds make it hard to see

Keri Johnson's Album

Better Way

everyone but me

Holiday Radio

four track cassette recording.
track1 - drums and bass guitar
track2 - flute army
track3/4 - limited vocals

written and recorded feb.2012 by andrew salvner

the words-
     steve danger, he don't scare
     steve danger walks on air
     he's got a helmet on, cause he likes it there
     steve danger, danger, steve

     steve danger, he don't run
     steve danger's afraid of no one
     lil' spaceman rockin' the turret gun
     danger, spaceman, danger, spaceman

danger, spaceman

Kurt's been playing around the Melbourne music scene since the 90s, only recently has he started writing his own material.
Kurt also performs with Crumbe and Fawkner Walking Society, and has performed with 2 Inch Tape, Cate Taylor and Tim Woodz and the Dirty Shoes.
All of these demos have been recorded on the Boss BR-80.

Have just updated my recording gear so if anyone wants to collaborate I'm able to now.

Martello

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