A copy of Cleaning The Dishes CD in a cardboard sleeve (plastic is not a huge vibe!). Will also throw in some Bush Chook stickers and all our dearest thanks!
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Compact Disc
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
A new version of our cleaning the dishes CD, with a fold out middle!
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lyrics
Australia, I wanna love you,
But you make it so damn hard.
Another day, sleep in late,
Here I lay and there you are..
White washed news,
The sunrise crew,
Bicycles and passing cars.
I walk to the kitchen,
The house is empty,
The sink is full but I'm ok,
I what I say as I water the plants,
Listen to the wind dance,
Through the branches of a
Big old tree.. it all feels so strange to me.
And I broke my thumb, being dumb,
Riding bikes got drunk last night,
Played a gig, had a swig,
And I thought I felt alright,
But then this morning, laying in bed,
My thumb was bigger than my head.
And I didn't know, what to do,
I lay there and thought of you,
About my mum so far away,
Skipped uni again today,
Call in sick, tell a lie,
Feel like I'm wasting my time.
So I called my dad, we had a chat,
It was nice to hear the crackle
of his voice, gently, saying that he misses me,
And all the things, we used to do,
And I said dad I miss you too.
So I scroll though facebook, my news feed,
And I can't stand the things I see.
Tells me more kids should be taken away,
They want to repeat history,
Take everything, one's ever known,
Another child without a home.
Taken away, torn apart,
Thrown in the back seat of a car.
Australia, I wanna love you,
But you make it so damn hard.
Australia, I wanna love you,
But you make it so damn hard.
This one took a few listens. The first time, it went in all at once, like a corkscrew punched through the soft slab of abdomen, there on my side. I hardly noticed. Then it started to jiggle and wriggle around in there, and slowly — twist by twist, track by track — I came to realize what a bloody, brilliant mess I had on my hands. veryvery
Yes, you could be a guitarist, a vocalist or a songwriter, but can you do all three well? Carla Geneve can - lyrics like poetry (both for the individual lines and the overall effect), excellent guitar work that (with help from a tight and minimalist bass-and-drums backing band) produce full-on songs, and a voice that constantly surprises - and can be young and innocent in one song, full on philosophical and middle-aged Joni Mitchell in the next. peter_of_perth_hills
“Write The Soil Lighter” is full of beguilingly mysterious folk-adjacent music, shrouded in shadow and atmospherics. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 30, 2023