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The honeymooners
03:16
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my love she lights a candle it’s 1989
until the power sputtered out we were doing fine
housesitting for a summer on the other side of town
the photos on the countertop my love she turns them round
she turns them all around
I’m running on a balance of caffeine and alcohol
a little less inhibited not too tired at all
and my love she loves to lie in achievement can’t compete
with mornings half-asleep with half a leg outside the sheet
half a leg outside the sheet
and when she says come to bed
come to bed come to bed my darling
I wonder will I take the memory with me
the heat seems close to breaking the haze cast like a net
we’ve been lying on the tiled floor since the sun has set
and my love she tells me plainly that memories are like teeth
she lifts an ice cube from a cup
there’s nothing left beneath
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2. |
Kemp-Prosser colour cure
03:35
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the whole town’s at the pool in this weather
cool kick on a concrete shore
it was something they did together
she doesn’t do it anymore
almost close getting closer
can you live off charm alone
you can live off charm as though
your charm’s a thief in a grocery store
it was something they did together
she doesn’t do it anymore
it was something they did together
float on to the end of your tether
belly-up in a waterfall
love’s brief as relief in this weather
where did you find the wherewithal
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3. |
My first affair
03:54
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delivered nonplussed on the slowest of days
to the person I had become
I put my trust in the handsomest face
I was bored and bewildered and numb
I learned to listen to any old voice
that drifted in from the wings
I never thought to make sense of the noise
I heard the cruellest things
hero or herring
lover or lemming
won’t you tell me I’m no good
would it matter if you would
I looked with shame and derision
on the things I once had adored
took steadying breaths in the strangest of depths
behind unfamiliar doors
the eddying air
a fistful of hair
would it matter if you knew
would it implicate you too
my first affair
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4. |
Love man
04:20
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a lift with your friend in his toyota starlet
on a whim one day after work
he makes room in the back for a body my size
tucks a bra into a blanket
the tears and the stains are like states on a map
the tongue of a pillow the smell of you there
on memory’s wing I can see everything
in the heat of the car I can hear you sing
co-co-co-co-cos I’m a love man
we make do we make do we make do
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5. |
Ego slump
04:25
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6. |
No little fun
02:41
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no little fun
the means to separate the doing
from the getting done
did it leave you wanting
the getting done
the game before the gun
the skin that sought the sun
did it leave you wanting
can’t we just start over
forget we did and do it all again
can’t we do much better
will it leave you wanting
no little fun
the tripping of the tongue
the pit before the plumb
will it leave you wanting
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7. |
Sugartown
00:53
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summer stunner sweet as butter
come for christmas settle down
in sugartown
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8. |
Normal
03:39
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we got home they’d turned the water off
it was normal to us then
you lay down in the empty bath
to feel the porcelain against your skin
I wrapped a towel around a tray of ice
and let it melt against my neck
we stayed up late for the midnight mass
and when we heard the bells ring out we held our breath
was it wasteful was it whimsical
what was normal to us then
I wallowed in the metaphysical
you lost your faith in other men
was it selfish was it indolent
the way we used to pass the time
you fell in love with the neighbour’s dog
it broke your heart when in the dark you heard her crying
what was normal to us then normal to us then
the mannequin with expressive hands
reads your horoscope to you
behold the future on a swivel stand
is it boastful is it true
and when the revelation came to you
was it the biscuit on the tin
and do the words that you’ve chosen do
nothing more than what they’re supposed to do
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9. |
Marco Polo
04:14
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she drove for hours to the sea to the sea
she changed into bathers in her seat in her seat
she picked the flowers that grew along the cliff face
she lost direction in a rip in a rip
she floated backwards past the spit past the spit
she knew she was headed into the horizontal
she was a lonesome pale body on the water
a lonesome pale body on the water
where was it she heard it in the past in the past
the meat of the moment make it last make it last
the moment she heard it she was driven to distraction
marco polo
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10. |
T's dream
02:08
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11. |
Cover to cover
03:50
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mallory stays for the second movie
gets jack-knifed on coffee
laughs when no one laughs
mallory drives through red lights in the city
when the intersection’s empty
she breathes warmth into the glass
mallory leans in close to the pillow to kiss me
she says I brought the night air with me
she makes toast in the dark
mallory reads from midnight til morning
cover to cover cover to cover
escape from the night thoughts
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12. |
A memory
06:12
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while out shopping for a sentence
a memory crossed your path
malnourished and defenceless
you took it to your little heart
and you fed it on some honey
and you whispered in its ear
and you gave it all your money
and it beckoned you it beckoned you
so you peered into the distant past
so you saw something obscene
so you lingered in the light it cast
and for a moment you were lost in the thought
while you doted on your memory
the endless task of yourself
what with all that heady energy
it slept its way back into health
and it rubbed some sunscreen on your back
and it squeezed your hand til it hurt
and it fed you like a little plant
and all the while you were lost in the thought
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The Finks Melbourne, Australia
The Finks play the songs of Oliver Mestitz. They are sincere but flippant, intimate but aloof, subtle but
unpolished.
The Finks have released a steady stream of quietly uncompromising music via Milk! Records since 2012 – three EPs, two cassettes, four LPs and a handful of singles. Critics have described The Finks as “crushingly beautiful” and “perhaps the most underrated act in Australian music”.
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