Name: Herb'n Life- Chronic by Pipeline Audio 1
Duration: 4 min 5 s
Description: The closest thing to Reggae I've ever recorded. Looking for these guys, if anyone knows how to get a hold of them, let me know.

The closest thing to Reggae I've ever recorded. Looking for these guys, if anyone knows how to get a hold of them, let me know.

Herb'n Life-  Chronic

Goldminer

A song I wrote of an altercation which happened between myself in part with the community in which I live and a mining company. Before I go on I must make it known my Father was involved in the mining field for many years and I am not against mining taking place where environmental measures are adhered to.
   Over 10 years ago the company in question came to the district and town wishing to mine, one of the entourage at a meeting in the town hall made the statement that the group was all set on moving the townspeople 8km up the road into pre built houses and they could do that through the banks as no one in the town owned their own house.
Not a good start! you would think?
    Not so long ago I was to speak at a submission hearing regarding mining controls at the local Council meeting and
travelled to the mining to take photographs of the enterprise, all the photographs are from road reserve ( legal for the Public)
an odd place for a miners wall you would think.
  Anyway I travelled home unaware  that a 4x4 covered in dirt was high tailing me. Getting out of my vehicle I noticed
a finger going up and down at a great rate of knots behind a greatly smeared side window of the 4x4 across the road.
 I realized after a while that it was my friend the mine owner so I waved to him to come over, this he did.
My friend parked at an angle on and across the road so I walked around the front of the vehicle and he wound down the window
and spat out some affectionate language. After he had vented his spleen I replied a little more gently but strongly.
The conversation continued a while and then I said my goodbyes at which I walked around the front of the 4x4 while he started up his truck.
He then as I was still at the front of the truck dropped the 4x4 into forward gear and rammed my body, fortunately I am an athlete
with quick physical reaction times and just lay on the bonnet while the mine owner sorted out his emotions....
I was all smiles.
The next day it was all around the district that I had been on the mine site interfering with the machinery...
Hence the lyrics "Gutless behind the wheel".

Steve

Herb'n Life- Chronic

Pipeline Audio 1

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