Drums by Arpit Daphalapurkar
Guitars by Thomas Crane

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Feel All That's To Be Felt

got me a yarn bout a lovely sheila and  old Aussie tradie bloke, goes a bit like this !

 verse 1:
 we went Cruisin' in me sun-faded F J 
listenin to great aussie music me radio would play
We danced through droughts, lightning and thunder”
and we surfed in storms down under  

chorus:
it's time for a tinny - yeah it's tinny crackin time
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday Gooday
yeah it's time for a tinny -  it's tinny crackin time
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday Gooday


verse 2:
She threw a snag on the Barbie
 then she said strewth me hairs  lookin like a tsunami -
I wear thongs in me home down yonder
and theres a beer in me fridge we can plunder

chorus:
it's time for a tinny - yeah it's tinny crackin time
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday Gooday
yeah it's time for a tinny -  it's tinny crackin time
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday Gooday

Bridge:
Koalas chillin’ high, chewin eucalyptus all day  
 kangas boxin’ under sunburnt rays  
Wombats diggin’ tunnels like they own the land  
emus struttin’ sideways, no plan, just stand  
She said - “You ever race an emu, mate?”  
I laughed so hard, near dropped my plate 

chorus:
it's time for a tinny - yeah it's tinny crackin time
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday Gooday
yeah it's time for a tinny -  it's tinny crackin time
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday Gooday

Outro:
Now the sun’s settin’ over red gum trees  
Cricket on the radio, me boots off please  
She gave a grin, hopped outta me ute  
“Catch ya next time,” I said you beaut! 
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday 
Gooday Aussie Gooday Gooday
strewth, reckon it's coldie crackin time  
Ya comin - your place or mine?


Old Tradie Tale

Australiana Wellerman Crossover by Australian based artist.

Lyrics
Before the dawn had kissed the land,
Four vehicles roared from where they stand.
From Canberra’s sprawl, in darkness deep,
To Namadgi’s peaks where secrets keep.
Jean-René, in Bavarian might,
A BMW, polished bright.
He plucked up Roy (who travels light?),
At zero-six before first light.
Michael steered his Skoda true,
With station-wagon strength in view.
Linda’s Rover, sturdy, grand,
And Darryn’s Cruiser close at hand.
Through misty bends, a convoy grand,
Four vehicles weaving through woodland.
Yet Gibraltar Falls was barred that day—
For reasons lost, or so they say.
Perhaps the past had left its mark,
A soul departed in the dark.
Or simple works kept gates drawn tight—
A mystery still at morning’s light.
Yet onward still, no pause, no fret,
For Square Rock’s path lay open yet!
A second try, with hearts so bold,
Through gum-clad hills and air so cold.
The Ascent
Darryn bore a noble load,
With coffee gear to grace the road.
Roy, prepared, with snacks in tow,
Like Boy Scouts trained for arctic snow.
Michael, clad in summer's glee,
In shorts and tee, quite worry-free.
Jean-René, with walking stick,
And French Tintin-esque pose so slick.
Linda knew, with savvy keen,
To dress for chill where air turns mean.
And up they climbed, through mist so thin,
While birdsong danced upon the wind.
They strode in single file’s embrace,
With chatter traded face-to-face.
Till boulders vast in grandeur lay,
And Square Rock's majesty held sway!
The Summit: Coffee & Legacy
Perched atop the granite throne,
The mountain whispered, "You're alone."
Yet not alone—with mugs in hand,
For Darryn brewed with barista’s stand.
Roy declared, with joyful might,
"No finer coffee graced this height!"
With lollies shared and chocolates fine,
They feasted high above the pine.
Jean-René stood, a silhouette,
A Tintin sketch in shadows set.
The vista sprawled, so wild, untamed,
While eagles soared and lyrebirds named.
Yet time was short, as time oft is,
And down they stepped from nature’s bliss.
The Descent & Departure
No serpents coiled along the way,
The sky was blue, a flawless day.
Through bog and brush, past trees burnt bare,
With mountain tales still thick in air.
Through talk of bushfires fierce and vast,
Of homes once lost, of storms long past.
Of childhoods spent in far-flung lands,
Where cattle grazed on dust and sand.
They reached the cars, their trek complete,
And sped to Clarries, bound for seats.
A eucalyptus shade so wide,
Held voices bold with hiking pride.
Final Reflections (And Not-So-Great Coffee)
The coffees? Mediocre fare.
The road-bikers? Everywhere.
But stories spun of wheels and speed,
And Michael's love for cycling freed.
So there they sat, the five now one,
Bound by track, by mist, by sun.
And though they’d part, each bound for home,
The Square Rock lore would ever roam.

2 August 2025

The Square Rock Saga

Another in the genre of hiking songs through the Australian bushland with friends.

Lyrics
Once a merry band of six set off at sunrise,
Boots on the track as the drizzle came down,
Hopping o’er puddles and trekking through bushland,
Singing and laughing, they covered the ground.

(Chorus)
Roaming the river, oh, roaming the river,
Under the gum trees, we wandered along,
Kangaroos bounding and bikers a-flying,
Down by the Murrumbidgee, singing our song. 🎶

Darryn the skipper had planned out the journey,
Packing his coffee and billy gear too,
Roy with his backpack, a swag on his shoulders,
Davai soon whittled a stick good as new.

(Chorus)
Roaming the river, oh, roaming the river,
Under the gum trees, we wandered along,
Kangaroos bounding and bikers a-flying,
Down by the Murrumbidgee, singing our song. 🎶

Raj and Davai took in all the scenery,
Wallabies watched as we strolled on our way,
One mighty kangaroo led like a captain,
Guiding us down where the river did lay.

(Chorus)
Roaming the river, oh, roaming the river,
Under the gum trees, we wandered along,
Rosellas perched high and a caterpillar crawling,
Down by the Murrumbidgee, singing our song. 🎶

Perched up on Red Rocks, we brewed up the coffee,
Sipping our mugs as the morning sun rose,
Linda was steadfast, two hikes to her tally,
Snapping up photos in picturesque pose.

Among the tall gums and the Cyprus pines standing,
Termite-proof towers so rugged and true,
They whispered their stories in breezes that lingered,
Over the hikers, beneath skies so blue.

(Chorus)
Roaming the river, oh, roaming the river,
Under the gum trees, we wandered along,
Sunlight was golden, the drizzle returning,
Down by the Murrumbidgee, singing our song. 🎶

Back to the car park, our legs feeling weary,
Raj took his leave for a family meal,
The rest to Café Beetroot, tradition unwavering,
With coffee in hand, the joy was so real!

(Final Chorus)
Roaming the river, oh, roaming the river,
Under the gum trees, we wandered along,
Stories were shared and the journey remembered,
Down by the Murrumbidgee, singing our song.

Murrumbidgee River Roam

Lyrics about participation in the 2025 Canberra Sri Chinmoy ultramarathon - 3 August 2025

[Verse 1 - Ben’s Dawn Start]
At dawn’s chill crack by Burley’s edge,Our breath a foggy mist,I stood alone, made silent pledge,In darkness, spirits kissed.The mountains waited, shadows deep,My fears began to fold;Saw Linda cheering, losing sleep,Her kindness broke the cold.

[Chorus 1]
So run, lads, run, keep spirits high,'Cross Canberra’s hills beneath the sky.Pain and pride, let courage flow,Through Namadgi’s heart, we go!

[Verse 2 - Relay Through the Pain (Nick and Clarey)]
Nick took the bib, embraced the run,Through eucalyptus fair;From Red Hill trails, beneath the sun,Breathing crisp morning air.Clarey raced on, Stromlo loomed,Snacks from Naomi's hand;An ankle twist, my hopes consumed,Yet proud I made my stand.

[Chorus 2]
Run, mates, run, through forests deep,With aching bones, our pace we'll keep.Cheer to cheer, we hold our vow,The marathon claims us now!

[Verse 3 - Michael’s Battle and Red’s Glory]
Michael fought through Arboretum’s might,Black Mountain cursed aloud;Yet Colin’s shout, and Will’s delight,My spirit made me proud.At Dickson's stage, dear Red I found,Passed on the baton clear;Mount Majura called, in pain profound,My victory drawing near.

[Chorus 3]
Run, mates, run, the light grows thin,With Canberra’s lights calling us in.Final steps, and cheers so bright,We’ll finish strong tonight!

[Verse 4 - Ben’s Solo Journey]
Ben’s my name, alone endured,Each mile a silent war;Through highs and lows, my fate assured,Remembering what it’s for.Eagles soared, ‘roos ran astray,Namadgi soothed the pain;Lake Burley Griffin, end of day,Exhausted pride again.

[Outro]
We’ve run, mates, run, our race complete,Five weary souls, our hearts now meet.Bonded strong, through trials we’ve shared,Namadgi’s call—we dared!

2025 DSSC Barkley (Canberra Sri Chinmoy) Ultra

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Turn it up, crack a cold one, and let the rhythm strut like it owns the servo.

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Boppy and beautiful little tune with a lovely nostalgic sentiment

The Love I Had

lullaby built from kettle hisses, cup clinks, and a kookaburra’s laugh—turning small domestic sounds into a warm midday duet. Intimate vocals

Kettle & Kookaburra

A cheeky Aussie vent anthem for queue-jumpers, taxi thieves and lane-cutters. Snappy live drums, gritty bass and DJ scratches set up an eight-line chant hook you can yell with your mates: “You’re a dick, mate!”

You’re a Dick, Mate

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This collection of songs are about being in transit. They explore the journey one undertakes in navigating grief, heartbreak and celebrate the power in rebuilding oneself through creativity and connection. Writing these songs has been a cathartic experience of healing & celebrating the ability to find newness & magic in the world against all odds. It is inspired by the process of finding strength and security in the complexity & beauty of nature and in the friendships that shine a light on the dark passages that we sometimes need to explore as human beings.. 

To us, these songs are reminders of what it is to feel, to love and to experience loss. To come out the other side knowing that these things are all intrinsically connected. They are battle cries to return to when we lose sight of what is important to us to help us find a way back to who we are. 

The title ‘Fibonacci Sequins’ was coined by our friend Rikky Cohn whose facebook wall is dedicated to an ever growing collection of playful double entendres. When we scrolled through it after he passed away ‘Fibonacci Sequins’ felt like a metaphor for this journey and the perfect title for this EP. 


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