This weeks song is a love song between two imaginary people, springing from the fact that I recently saw the video for "Stay" by Shakespeare's Sister and after watching an interview with them related to this song discovered it's about a cat creature on the moon trying to convince a human astronaut to stay with her. Two worlds, all that stuff, so this song is about a fictional desperate man trying in a somewhat muffled, abstract way to tell someone that he loves them, but he's not doing it very well, hopefully it comes across that way, as romantic foot eating I guess. I don't usually write fiction, I try to make songs that are personal, but it's still got some feeling in it, it's just not direct reactionary feeling, it's third person.
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Wednesday, 17 July 2013
Episode 23-Reflux
This weeks song is another personal experience recount, this time less ambiguous, I met two new people at a pub a few weeks back, this is about them, and about pubs in general, and terrible reasons to drink. Some might argue that any reason to drink is a terrible reason but I don't so much believe that, the occasional drink is ok, even Jesus says that in the Bible; "drink a little wine fellers, calm down some", not his exact words obviously but the general gist is there. Anyhow, it's not the happiest song ever, but it's not all bad news. Have a listen, see what you think.
Thursday, 4 July 2013
Episode 22-Walk The City Slow
This weeks song is incredibly personal, incredibly painful on the personal scale which it was built on, with little tiny figures and match stick streets and tiny lamp posts bought in a model train shop all badly glued together on a stump in a ditch somewhere by a slightly mad person with a one legged dog. Therefore no explanation, suffice it to say the happenings these words are based around will more than likely trail after me forever, as they do after many folks who won't tell you either most likely, what their song is about.
Episode 21-The Devil Lives Here, But So Do I
This weeks tune is about three colonial era Australian women who worked with bulls and horses and raised children on their lonesome and out-manly'd a whole bunch of men in an age when I imagine men were fairly pig headedly man-ish. These women were kick arse, hard core champions of awesomeness named; Agnes, (or Mother, was her nickname), Buntine, Margaret Hutchison and Margaret Mc Tavish, look them up and read about them, they're super cool ladies.
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