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If You Ever Get Famous (and other Saturday sounds)

Well in my neck of the woods, the sun is smiling down, the birds are still are singing and there is not a breath of the dreaded August westerley. have been having a ball at The Ekka the last two days… Last night I rode the chairlift for what may be one of the last times in my life, as I hear that it will not feature as part of the new revamped Ekka in 2010. And as my legs dangled over the wild lights of Sideshow Alley, the years stripped off me. The boy (which is never too far from the surface), wide eyed and aching to shove ping-pong balls down the mouth of a clown and ride the ferris wheel. Am already looking forward to heading back for our next poetry show on Sunday… yesterday’s crowd really got into it.

But back to the Saturday sounds I promised… here’s a few songs that are sure to help those weekend eyes open.

 

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The Duke and the KingIf You Ever Get Famous

Simone Felice, may be the best songwriter you’ve never heard of. This is the first song from his latest project The Duke and the King (Mark Twain would be proud), who have just released their debut, ‘Nothing Gold Can Stay’. He has also written several books, including the revolutionary prose/poetry of Goodbye Amelia, which is well worth checking out.

 

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A Hawk and a HacksawHousle

A Hawk and a Hacksaw take us on a journey through the cobbled streets of Prague. With an orchestra of instruments including oud, accordion, Turkish cumbus and jaw harp, they harness the gypsy melodies and transform them into their own musical story.

 

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Tex Perkins/Kev CarmodyDarkside

These lyrics kick hard and Tex delivers them with force. This was a highlight for me from last weekends ‘Cannot Buy My Soul concert. As Paul Kelly says in this clip… this is a hymn that needs to be heard.

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Some images may offend, others may mend – A Night With Kev Carmody

Last night, sitting on the grass, one among the thousands who had gathered, the winter sky revealing its stars, my eyes and heart welled up. We gathered, as people have done on this land for millenia, to celebrate the power of the word. In the not too distant (and very bleak) past, this would have been considered an illegal gathering, but last night, we sat in harmony, celebrating the songs and stories of one of our finest singer/songwriter/poets, Kev Carmody.

 

Kev Carmody

 

The list of artists who took to the stage to breathe new life into these songs, was a veritable who’s who of Australian rock. There were many highlights…

Tex Perkins stripping back, the bluntly beautiful Darkside (from the album Bloodlines), performing it as a menacing spoken word piece.

Glenn Richards (Augie March), Missy Higgins & Paul Kelly’s version of Droving Woman (from the album Eulogy). With Kelly delivering lines like, some dogs grow too old for change, it seemed the song was written for him.

The visceral rock of The Drones took River of Tears (from the album Eulogy) to a whole new place; Gareth Liddiard wailing, two hundred years in the river of fear / they gunned him down. You could see on Kev’s face when he walked out on stage after it, that he was blown away by the power they mustered.

Steve Kilbey’s version of Images of London (from the album Images and Illusions) was exquisite. Kev recorded this song in Steve’s old Rozelle studio in 1995, so it was great to hear Steve put his stamp on it. Here’s a great link to Steve talking about and perfoming the song

And if there was one defining moment, it was Kev himself taking centre stage to perform Cannot Buy My Soul.

As the last notes of From Little Things, Big Things Grow drifted off into the night sky, we stood as one, brought together by stories. Stories that will remain with me for as long as I draw breath.

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