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No Broken Record: Lloyd Cole live at The Old Museum

It is great to see a building as grand as The Old Museum being well used in this city… let’s face it, we have not done a bang up job of maintaining our architectural heritage here in QLD.

Since the loss of The Troubadour as a live music venue, The Old Museum has stepped up to the plate and is providing a much needed and very beautiful space. And on Thursday evening, it played host to the sounds of The Lloyd Cole Small Ensemble.

I last saw Lloyd in solo mode toward the end of 2009 (here’s that review) and he was absolutely superb. Since that time he has been a busy man, recording a brilliant new album, Broken Record, as well as a new live album of sorts, the Slaughterhouse Studio Sessions, which the very generous Mr Cole was giving away for free – and take it from me, this is an absolute gem…

As was the show!

Opening with the triple punch of No Blue Skies , Why I Love Country Music and Perfect Skin, the crowd were transfixed. The timelessness of Cole’s songwriting is immediately apparent… while many of the songs played tonight are well into their 20’s, each sounds as vibrant as it did on release, some more so. Proof that Lloyd’s theory of ‘only making music when inspiration actually strikes’, has more than paid off.

And it is many of the new songs tonight that thrill the most… the title track from Broken Record and Writers Retreat have that classic Lloyd Cole sound with a sweet country twist; Why in the World? is scathingly autobiographical –

So when did I cease to see the light?/ and maybe you were right/ Maybe I’m all dried up inside/ Maybe I’m not built for these times/ Maybe I don’t know how to live

and as melancholy as anything Cole has ever penned and If I Were A Song is a modern classic…

Would you still cry when I played?/ Would you still turn to me for the pain/ If I were just a song?

and maybe if it were penned by Leonard Cohen, it would sell millions of copies… but this is just another of life’s quandaries.

After delighting the crowd for just over two hours, Lloyd leaves us with another classic triple play, closing the show with Forest Fire before returning for an encore of Undressed and Lost Weekend.  And even then, the crowd aren’t going anywhere fast, many hanging around the merch table to take Lloyd up on his offer of getting their CD’s signed.

But slowly we all drift out into the Brisbane night, talking passionately, singing loudly and smiling into the sultry darkness, taking with us the lasting power of a songwriter still at the height of his powers.

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LitRock Songs

Issa’s Untidy Hut has long been one of my favourite blogs, serving up some of the finest ‘little’ poems from the Lilliput Review, poetic explorations into the lives and art of poets and of course Issa’s Sunday Service. The Sunday Service features a song which bridges the gap between rock and literature in some fashion… it may be a reference, it may be the artist themselves or it may be that the words demand closer attention. However it happens, we all know music and literature are not as far removed as some would like to think.  And now, Issa’s Sunday Service has put the call out for submissions of your favourite LitRock Songs and to make it even sweeter, if yours is selected, you receive the two current issues of The Lilliput Review.

Now as you know, I am a huge believer in Ezra Pound’s famous words:

poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music

so here’s a few of my LitRock recommendations for you to dip into…

And please, drop your suggestions to me as a comment, I am always up for some listening and don’t forget to email them to the Lilliput Review for consideration (be sure to check out the first 27 tracks before emailing).


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Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken? – Lloyd Cole & the Commotions

When it comes to Lloyd Cole, there are a number of tracks I could have selected – Rattlesnakes for it’s Simone de Beuvior reference; Perfect Skin for its lyric, Louise is the girl with the perfect skin/ she says turn on the light, otherwise it can’t be seen/ she’s got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin/ and she’s sexually enlightened by cosmopolitan; Weird On Me for using a line from Raymond Carver – but I have gone for the lesser known Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken? Originally recorded as part of the Rattlesnakes sessions, I chose this song for it’s wonderful Norman Mailer reference and all round lyricism. And with Lloyd playing Brisbane’s Powerhouse tonight, his words have been circling my brain. Be sure to watch the clip above…

Here’s a snapshot of the lyrics:

Pumped up full of vitamins
On account of all the seriousness
You say you’re so happy now
you can hardly stand
Lean over on the bookcase
If you really want to get straight
Read Norman Mailer
Or get a new tailor

Are you ready to be heartbroken?

(read the complete lyrics here)




It’s Hard to be a Saint in the City – Bruce Springsteen & The E-Street Band

Let’s face it, any song from Springsteen’s first few albums could be included and then there are the tracks from Nebraska & his much overlooked album The Ghost of Tom Joad. The man has penned some of the greatest lyrics of his era. And before I go further into the lyrics of Saint in the City, if you don’t get goosebumps watching this live clip of a young, hungry E-Street Band, tearing up The Hammersmith Odeon on their first tour of Britain, then you need to check your pulse. The way Bruce conducts the whole band here is intense and the guitar duel between he and Little Stevie is white hot. But back to why I chose It’s Hard to be  Saint in the City. Well, it’s purely on the lyric. Springsteen’s early work had that wild, sprawling, carnival feel… all shifting perspectives, haunted visions, streetwise toughness & heady romanticism. Saint is a classic and for mine makes the list every time.

Check out these lyrics:

And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it’s too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat
You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you back down in your seat
Your heart starts beatin’ faster as you struggle to your feet
Then you’re outa that hole and back up on the street

And them South Side sisters sure look pretty
The cripple on the corner cries out “Nickels for your pity”
And them downtown boys sure talk gritty
It’s so hard to be a saint in the city

(read the complete lyrics here)



Steve Kilbey

Swan Lake – The Church

Steve Kilbey, like Leonard Cohen, Patti Smith, Bob Dylan et al. is a poet in his own right. Having released three books – Earthed, Nineveh/The Ephemeron & Fruit Machine – plus the broadsheet, Eden alongside more than 20 albums with The Church (not to mention the myriad other side and solo projects), Kilbey has more than proved his literary credentials. 1992’s Priest=Aura album was a turning point in my own personal history. The albums dense textures and sublime lyricism turned me inside out and set me off in search of poetry. I could have chosen any one of the songs from this album but for now, I will settle with the fragile beauty of Swan Lake.

One night your shoulders will ache
But next day when you wake
You’ll sprout wild wings, and fly high
Just like in Swan Lake

(complete lyrics here)

And for everyone in Australia, don’t forget the band is touring nationally throughout November. Full tour dates are listed on the band’s website.



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