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"Voodoo KIng" is a blues track with tribal drums, a big, eerie church organ, synth guitar, and haunting, boastful lyrics by The Voodoo King.

I'm The Voodoo King of New Orleans

New Mix!
Words and Music by David Partridge
Campbell McCrae – Electric guitar
David Partridge – Vocal, acoustic guitar, keyboards
Produced for Blue Window Media Inc. by David Partridge

SARAH SAYS    

 Pouring rain, an unfamiliar town, she says she’ll drop me. I agree.
 As she drives she swings from dark'ning threats to a palm upon my knee.
 She warns that I’ll catch my death out there but a storm is in here too.
 My hand’s tight around the right door handle of her BMW.
 She did not add up no matter how I did the math.
I couldn’t venture a guess but like my friend Sarah says,  
“Hon, that’s a sociopath.”

 When you thrive dispensing punishment, when the goal is to control,
You become a man with everything with the exception of a soul,
 Fast and loose, a master of abuse, is this cruelty self-taught?
 He says nothing is a crime unless the criminal is caught.
Verbal, oral, what’s immoral down the garden path?
I hold my tongue more or less but like my friend Sarah says, 
“Hon, that’s a sociopath.”

Sarah mentions serotonins, I’m not really sure.
Eat your greens, write down your dreams, 
Record your temperature.
I’ve wondered why some folks would leave the rest of us for dead
But not 'til Sarah did I hear it so succinctly said.

  In the brightest of fluorescent rooms where the inky motives lurk
 She showed her photos from the topless beach– it was my second day at work.
 When she got into a tricky spot and I tried to ease her way,
 She dragged my name through the mud from June 'til that next May.
Sometimes it’s so senseless you can’t do a thing but laugh.
I’m at a loss, I confess, but like my friend Sarah says,
“Hon, that’s a sociopath.”


SARAH SAYS

NEW MIX!
Words and Music by David Partridge
Produced for Blue Window Media Inc. by David Partridge

LESSER
Once I was a bigger man; I broke each chair I sat on
My head was very near the stars and then I put a hat on
Once I travelled wide and far but life is not an airport
I bought into neon dreams now I'm inclined to sell short
I'm not green and I'm not blue
I have this glow from standing next to you.

CHORUS: Mother Nature's a beauty but don't forget her
She’s the one who invented weather
Heart on your sleeve but pack a sweater
Just what you need
'Cause lesser is better.

I ran hard and I stood fast but lately I’ve been walking
I tried not to interrupt– they never finished talking
I crouched in the starting gate and found a silver dollar
But once I crossed the finish line I got a little taller
 I'm not rich nor destitute
The words fly by and I’m not in pursuit.
 REPEAT CHORUS

I've been smart & I've been dumb; I've been whole & broken
When they asked if I'm the one perhaps I should have spoken
But Once I was a bigger man; I broke each chair I sat on
My head was very near the stars and then I put a hat on
I'm not humble; I'm not proud
I got this glow from standing in the crowd.
REPEAT CHORUS
Words and music by David Partridge

LESSER

EASE UP    
There is trouble at hand. It’s already begun.
You can’t say that you’re righting a wrong 
By committing another one.
And there’s no point in spinning what’s already been spun
Ease up on the throttle, the neck of the bottle,
Back up, pull up, ease up.

These are late twilight times.  And you cannot ignore
How the unwelcome guest’s climbed your stairs 
And is pressing against your door.
You can’t outbox a shadow in the absence of sun.
There is smoke in the sky; there is grit in your eye.
Back up, pull up, ease up.

Ease up on the poison, ease up on the lies
Ease up on the shiny diversions we prize
A little less wealthy, a little more wise
Step back and take in what you see.

We’re as solid as stone but this stone’s on a ledge
And we’re inching away from the lip
Heading straight for the other edge.
It’s attached to a chain that is circling our feet.
Better widen your stance, this is no time to dance.
Back up, pull up, ease up.

Back up, pull up, ease up.
Come on, ease up, ease up.

Words and music by David Partridge
David Partridge – Vocals, Acoustic guitar, keyboards, percussion
Don "Zorro of Sorrow" McCarthy – Steel  and electric guitar
Steve Long – Electric guitar solo
Words and music by David Partridge
Produced for Blue Window Media by David Partridge    January 2015
 

EASE UP

Nine Inch Nails - The Hand That Feeds (Louis Guidone Remix)

The Sisters of Mercy - Rare Obscurities-02-Garden of Delight

Robert "Buck" Wilburn– dobro, acoustic guitar
David Partridge– vocals, acoustic guitar, keyboards
Words and music by David Partridge
Produced by David Partridge for Blue Window Media Inc.
Mixed in Nova Scotia

WATER’S NEVER FAR

Cross the border in a Honda in the sun
River and the sky an equal blue
On the road a while, this journey’s only begun
She hands back the passport – I am through
Crossing counties that have names I’ve heard in song
Bridges keep the highway smooth and straight
Signs along the roadside seem to nudge me along
Telling me I’m in another state.

Steel wheels, asphalt, rubber in between
Mile markers burn clicks away
I see towns and trees but water’s never far away.

Coming into Cleveland in a bit of rain
I can see the river’s not on fire
I begin to think I’ve been mislead by a song
Lured by dreams, driven by desire
Sun comes out and I turn south away from the lake
On the phone a voice I recognize
Signs along the river won’t prevent a mistake
Rocking boats don’t always capsize.

Steel strings, wood stage, human in between
Voices that raise the cafe
Rain drums on the roof and water’s never far away.

At the hotel again, watching CNN, and 
water’s lapping at their doors
People curse the silt that feeds the land.
We’re living on a floodplain
Where the water has its way.
You can’t hold back a river with your hand.

Steal hearts, share songs, life is in between
I drove home the next day
Eyes on road ahead but water’s never far away.

Words and music by David Partridge

Circling Back:Selected Works of Postcard Comets

WATER'S NEVER FAR (Remastered)

The Piano Sonata No. 11 in A major, K. 331 by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
Movement Three - Rondo Alla Turca (Turkish March).

Rondo Alla Turca

Milly Rock (Freestyle) -  Quazy From The Vill

Flume - Helix
ARMNHMR- Fallen
Massive Attack - Paradise Circus (Mija Remix)
Evol Intent - Middle of the night (Bl4ck Owlz Remix) 
Samantha Bentley & Terror - Rhythm of The Night 
Pogman - Pizza
Modestep - Rainbow
Dj Snake - Propaganda
Bro Safari - Terror Squad
Ragga Twins - Badman (Skrillex Remix)
Yookie - Chemical X
Vince Staples & Staples - Ghost (Major Lazor remix)
Tha Trickaz & Creaky Jackalz - OG purp
Spag Heddy - Oh my
Swindle - Tokyo


SB 3

Micronations presents... 
"Breakbeat Goth Vol. 1"
Mixed by Talkshow Boy

~~~

Tracklist:

MINISTRY - JESUS BUILT MY HOTROD
LUSH - LOVELIFE
NINE INCH NAILS - MARCH OF THE PIGS
MARILYN MANSON - I DON'T LIKE THE DRUGS (BUT THE DRUGS LIKE ME)
JACK OFF JILL - MY CAT
MY LIFE WITH THE THRILL KILL KULT - KOOLER THAN JESUS
CHRISTIAN DEATH - CAVITY
KMFDM - LUST
LIARS - BROKEN WITCH
AGORAPHOBIC NOSEBLEED - AUM SHINRIKYO
NINA HAGEN BAND - AFRICAN REGGAE
THE JESUS AND MARY CHAIN - HERE COMES ALICE
MEDICINE - DEFECTIVE
INCIDENTAL HEAVY BREATHING FROM "DRAG ME TO HELL"
COCTEAU TWINS - ICEBLINK LUCK
THIS MORTAL COIL - DREAMS MADE FLESH
WHALE - FOUR BIG SPEAKERS
THE BIRTHDAY PARTY - WAVING MY ARMS
PAUL GIOVANNI - MASKS ("THE WICKER MAN" SOUNDTRACK)
CHARLES MANSON & THE FAMILY - NEVER SAY NEVER TO ALWAYS
GIRLS AGAINST BOYS - EXPLICITLY YOURS/BLACK HOLE
CRISPIN HELLION GLOVER - SELECTED READINGS FROM OAK MOT PART I
SOPOR AETERNUS & THE ENSEMBLE OF SHADOWS - BACKBONE PRACTISE
PLACEBO - MY SWEET PRINCE

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Hello sweet thing,

I've been studying dancefloors for years upon years and if there's one thing that they all definitely need it's more sexy goths shaking their shit. I've met many, many fucked-up goths in my lifetime. Genuine sickos, hot depressives, teenage weekenders, punk-goths, goth-punks, narrow-minded purists, skunky metalheads, new romantics, confused outsiders, deathrockers, dark nymphos and other assorted random losers and legends. I would like to dedicate this mix to every single one of those special people. 
Being gothic is stupidly fun. And these days there are no rules! However, some people will still insist there are. The worst goths are idiot divas with superiority complexes who are really focused on being as snooty and as stereotypically "gothic" as possible. Most goths are just awesome chillers who love goth shit and the whole beautiful schtick. And the gothic way can be so very beautiful. The best goths are always untouchable - immaculate - and most of them don't even really consider themselves "gothic" anyway.
Goth-spotting when out and about is a brilliant past-time. Some goths look like mutant hybrids designed by HR Giger - they wear chunky goggles and have crazy fluoro hair extensions. Other goths look like aristocrats from a bygone century and only drink red wine. Some goths just slap on a black t-shirt and shitty eyeliner or paint their face with runny corpse-paint and look like they're trying way too hard and in a very bad way. When I was a totally righteous gothic teenager babe I used to think that any goth could just approach any goth in the street and just strike up a conversation. I was wrong. Although my goofy goth buddies and I met many lovely new freaks this way, occasionally other goths just greased us off or totally ignored us altogether. This just made us even more misanthropic, spitty and broody. 
My interpretation of "gothic" is very loose. But I'm a pretty loose boy. You might not really think that I'm a goth, but I am. And you might not think that this mix is really gothic, but it is! Shake your shit!! Being gothic is stupidly fun!!!

Explicitly yours,
Adrian (AKA Talkshow Boy) x

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"MAC Blacktrack eyeliner. Madonna's conical Gaultier tits. Frozen-era Madonna. Madonna inspiring MAC's Russian Red lipstick. Redheaded boy poet Thomas Chatterton dying at seventeen of arsenic poisoning in a garret. Jean Genie/Jean Genet. Acne-spattered, foundation-basted scene kids at Flinders Street inhaling fast food. Leigh Bowery giving birth to his wife. Diamanda Galas taking AIDS seriously. Misting your face with hairspray to preserve your maquillage even though it stings your skin. Goth clique in season 7 of South Park. Growing up lonely in a small town, subsisting on a diet of Cure, Birthday Party and Siouxsie cds from Geelong Library. Fairuza Balk's sex face. Asia Argento's sex face. "One is not born a woman, but becomes one". Nic Endo modelling for Illamasqua. Beth Ditto having no eyebrows. Princess Julia in Visage's Fade To Grey. Peter Murphy emulating Bowie's voice and pulling it off. Gregg Araki dating 'mainly men'. Club Kids on Joan Rivers. Forcing your 14 year old girlfriends to watch Velvet Goldmine with you at a sleepover (they hate it). "You're born naked, the rest is drag". Giving up on goth. Going back to goth. Not being goth enough. Being too goth…” - Daphne Shum on goth, December 2011.

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Gorgeous cover star: Daphne Shum
Glorious cover photo: d*Anal
All tracks by their respective artists
All additional production and mixing: Talkshow Boy, 2011

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Eternal gratitude to Daphne Shum, d*Anal, and of course to Micronations (Andrew Tuttle), one of the most excellent and least gothic people I know. No matter which way you look at him. No goth. 100% party.

~~~

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talkshowboy.bandcamp.com
talkshow . boy @ gmail . com

Micronations presents... Breakbeat Goth Vol. 1 (Mixed By Talkshow Boy)

Produced, written and female vox - Samantha Bentley 
Male Vox - Banditsu

Available on iTunes & Beatport

Again Feat. Banditsu

Pig Soc (boom version)

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