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NEW WINTER THEMES

by Euie b Graham

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1.
The Big Smoke 04:36
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Sitting on our laurels, illusion of progress Like a child with a new toy, not interested in the rest The big smoke is a fortress, a wall around our hearts and our minds Seductive wealthy fashion, one that keeps us blind (voice one) Freedom, future, ideas, delusions, fast lane equation, big smoke horizon (voice two) The news report relates, economy recovery Recalcitrant mistakes, the news is a discovery Pork barrel a norm, a smirk, a look upon a face Government is strong, promise of a new mandate Choking on our morals, delivering a nice house of cards Capture present urgency, vipers from the nest, they do rise Shock Jock forced inertia, tails between our fragile thin legs Smirk and swagger lime light, while the lights of old grow, ever so cold tonight The big smoke, the wrong side (repeat)
2.
Engines of Progress 05:48
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The engines of progress still drive on, exponentially What could be over horizon? More compact and memory vastly improved The voices of many are lost to sound, drowning below in their insulation Not knowing their place in the scheme of things Asleep in the comfort of routine fashion The smugness is simply nauseating With the posture and poise of the boys own club Go through the motions for cameramen Slogans and stickers for reputation There’s no ending – The sauce on your tie, the sweat on your brow There’s no ending – The red on your neck is a headlining shroud There’s no ending – Platitudes spill for news cycle swill There’s no ending – A slug in a suite on increment day The sun rests on the lawn again, sprinklers keeping it manicured The flag is high in the sky again There’s no ending (repeat)
3.
Plastic Soul 04:24
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Has my peripheral vision, grown too far behind me? Immersed in the body corporate, doused in some kind of blinding wonder It’s time to reload, the power playtime, no average inside It’s what we fear most, can I make a difference, to fight for betterment? Love, like a fool, like a lonely soldier in the dark Fight like a song that is detached with our plastic soul Oh, it’s time to reload, like a soldier lost in no man’s land Fight the feeling downward, black curtain that shrouds my emptiness Feel the time is nearing, this dreaded feeling, inside my plastic soul
4.
Second Hand Sunlight 05:00
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Prepare like a cocoon, sepulchral cloud Deliver s me from a turbulent smoke screen dream, day by day Having to deaden the desire to create, in order to illuminate, procrastinate Accommodate the 9 to 5 ritual in my plain white, cubicle day by day The walls reflect second hand sunlight Carpet grey, perennial shade of the day The clock stalls, its persistent clicking reminding me of another time and place Be still world, stuck on a conveyer belt Envy etched, with forlorn certainty The ghostly change inherit aspirations, complications, desperations Return to your bed sepulchral cloud day by day Remnants of inspiration left outside Chemical intervention deludes your mind Good rehearsal nurture the potential Quiet ingredients, some missing here day by day The slow decay of deliverance
5.
The Gentleman's Club 06:12
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Watching smoke circles rise, with the light of denial in their eyes The privileged cloak land advice, for the genteel scotch wise device Smoke rises from pipes around the room Voice, banter and taste for the slick perfume Slice, sit back and bleed for the smaller man Wince, out of your views from a closet mind I like your style, I like your fame, I like your money in the name of the game I like your smile, I want more money so I can be apart of the greatest game I hate your style, I hate your fame, I hate your money The gentleman’s club is alive with fine dining wining and Watching the waiter arrive, watching them steel the show With their fancy tricks, as they place the tables Watching them steel the show as they place the tables, and promote their labels Watching the staff as they turn, sliding around, turning on ground Spinning and spinning and spinning and spinning around Watching smoke circles rise, the waiter turns around with another drink Ah ah ah ah the gentleman’s club
6.
Eye of The Storm 02:55
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Sitting in the eye of the storm, I can feel no rain or wind Sit amongst the autumn fall, everything in decay at my feet The seasons grow warmer, imperceptibly change our lives The prologue grows so stronger, preparing us for the worst Sitting at the waters edge, as it rises inch by inch The Maldives may disappear, the human cost a tale of woe Winters growing warmer, changing lives every day The discourse growing louder, preparing us for the cataclysm to come
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Juggernaut 03:18
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I got a long green mile running through my veins I’m a real wild child when I calculate my claims I’ve got a grass fed herd and a peppercorn tree The paddock has a language, a language you can see There’s an aching in my head when I’m sleeping in my bed Counting sheep three four five six seven eight times - are a changing And the news forecast is bracing I got salt in the ground and a real long drought Then plague then fire then so much water to wash away the graves Cant you see, cant you feel, the change is coming Count your loss, count your favours count your rainy day coins Cant you see, cant you feel, the change is coming Count your fears, count your favours count your rainy day coins
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Nuclear Family 04:56
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Children afraid of darkness, children to scared to sleep Crouching, in front of heaters, a flame to keep goose pimples away This gossamer structure that captures the light It plays with my envy for a different time Then the light blows at the top of the stairs And the ascent into darkness begins And the courage that light gives is real And you are cured as long as you swallow the pill And you are safe in your nuclear family And you are safe - nuclear family The soft glow of a night light companion and a blue bell with it’s tinkling theme And the chimneys are all smoking this evening And we are all tucked up in our pillows of down And the hours are passing gently, warmed by an electric glow Stalemate and friendly fire, shooting ourselves in the foot And you are safe in your nuclear family And you are safe - nuclear family And you are safe in your nuclear family And you are safe - nuclear family
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Language of Trees 02:53
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Sitting hear with the troubles spinning around me In a world ravaged by Covid-19 In a tiny pocket of wilderness, hemmed in by the traffic motion The birds have their secret language, underneath the midday sunshine When the creatures come to accept my presence As nothing more than a monument All of this could be fading shortly Is it us that bares the harshest burden? When your trapped inside a permanence illusion With your heart bomb ticking, stale mate equation The trees have their secret language, passing by our stubborn visage All of this could be fading shortly Is it us that bares the harshest burden? When your trapped inside a permanence illusion With your heart bomb ticking, stale mate equation
10.
The Platitude 05:25
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Sit back, watch the garden grow, watch the apples fall not far from the tree Believe, in your nerves of steel and your Persian rug, watching from the floor It’s just a matter of time, nothings free, except that which is not wanted The more things change, the more they stay the same The more things change, the more they stay the same The helping hand has paper work to sign, and the customer is always on the right Read the lines, between the fines, for doing the wrong thing It’s just a matter of time, pale fait crime, live each moment likes it’s your last Sit back, watch the oceans rise, the burning trees, turn day to night Kick back, take it to the streets, put it on the news and a podcast too Sit back, watch the oceans rise, the burning trees, turn day to night Kick back, take it to the streets, put it on the news and a podcast too
11.
A Call To Arms 05:43
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When everyone sits at the table with their conniving eyes and Jupiter ways Cutting the pie like a carnivore, slice back the years, slice back the tears When everyone gathers at the table, cashing their chips, bringing their bit coins and scams I grow quiet - I grow quiet Pendulum drops, nestle back to safety verses, those desperate choices Those manners are merely a smokescreen for politics and vice Tribulations for being the one at the heart of the moment, then sigh See that glint in his eye, as he’s telling a lie Decisions are made, to better my cave put a smile on all the winners and grinners and sinners and songs And their followers and their entourage - A call to arms, a call to arms With this speech I praise the work the people do, who turn the earth And bury our expectations, congratulations You’ve won the chance to win a new mobile phone! When everyone sits at the table, grab your place if you’re brave Dining at the stable, and they talk with liquor tongue Everyone everyone, everyone is in disguise, with pale liquid eyes Watching them work, watching them play watching them clean themselves You should not have been there – how do I dare
12.
First Days of Spring 03:35
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When decisions bite and the cost is high The people fight back with anger in their eyes You can lead them to water, but you can’t make them drink When the government won’t listen to science The people are left confused, listening to the news You can lead them to water, but you can’t make them swim Dooms day specialists sneak under your skin on the first days of spring Armchair critics listen to the songs that fall shrill on my ears Raindrops like tears, and the counting of the heart beat notes Yet in the seat of power, everything remains at a distance The traffic is an endless sound Boot heals, luxury cars festooned in a flourish of wealth A wage for the landlord’s fait, a car agate a garage and a box of nails Nail me to the first days of spring (repeat)
13.
Theatre of Hate 05:18
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Oh darling fear not for the wind of change Oh sister, forgive me for I have sinned Now is not the time to follow false belief Now is not the time to drink all my wages Now is about the time, to create a whole new theatre of hate Won’t you fat man, put your poster on the wall Do not chastise him for the colour of his skin And the educated grin, and the choices that he makes In the middle of the day the children are at play – all fall down And the work is in your veins, and the workers have a right To earn their daily bread, all falls down When recalcitrance holds sway, providing you false hope Ignorance is swelled and we all fall down The decision will soon be out of our hands Life will move on leaving us to make our plans Survival is the one thing that we share Oh darling fear not for the wind of change Oh sister, forgive me for I have sinned
14.
Heavy Weather 06:30
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Sophistry Smiles 05:17
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What a day, the figures rose What a day, the stock market's safe What a day my team has one La ha ha ha ha, I have fears, secret doubts From New Orleans to Manchester town From sea ports to sky scraping nights See the bats fly away, make wing to the rooky wood He is sad about climate change in a superficial way Food isn’t grown in supermarket isles Wish upon wish gives hope, gives me credit, gives me smiles
16.
Dystopian Market Place 04:13
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Selling what you can, in a dystopian market place It’s time to pay the man, all you owe and then some Holding out your hand for the crumbs that he leaves you And the night keeps growing ever longer And in the memory glide, you lose it all It’s time to pay the man, all you owe and then some Holding out your hand for the crumbs that he leaves you Holding out your hands, in a dystopian market place Begging every day, is the new leading industry Nothing left to say, when you can disappear so easily Everyone for themselves, no common decency
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Serenity 04:58
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Sing another day, follow a different way Try to come to terms with my place in the world It might even come to fruition And the sadness of the thought curtails our ambition And if it’s veracity does provide ammunition, for the cult of decline We seek serenity Bringing back that which we long for Yellow scent and purple patches A shallow pool and golden ashes By years end, we may be safe we may be vaccinated The folly grows, the ears of men are easily indoctrinated Live another day, Cast the doubt away There is no time to waist now The sadness of the thought curtails our ambition, ammunition…

about

This suite of music was intended to accompany an exhibition of paintings on the theme of climate change. I have been unable to secure a venue to put on the show, so this release does not come with the fanfare I had hoped for.

It has been said that the issue of climate change looms as “the great moral challenge of our generation” and the public discourse has steadily increased in intensity over the last decade or so. Now that the effects of this unparalleled existential threat to our contemporary way of life, is asserting itself with ever growing momentum, I find that I am compelled to add my small voice to the din of public debate that pervades our media and in turn our consciousness.
In many ways the covid-19 pandemic is a taste of what we have install, as temperature change in turn impacts the spread of insect plagues and disease, and the melting permafrost uncovers viruses that have laid dormant for thousands of years. The increase in prevalence and intensity of bush fires, floods and adverse weather events adds to the immediacy of the threat and our collective responsibility to undertake profound action with haste and diligence.
My arts practice has been inevitably drawn toward issues of social prominence, from environmental themes to the plight of refugees and their harsh incarceration at the hands inhumane policy and political agendas. I absorb and am influenced by media debate and am not afraid to disclose my own political standpoint through the content of my art works and music.

To bring oneself to a point of being ready to share your work with a wider audience is an immense challenge, but one that is so valuable for the artist in the elucidation of ideas and realisation of a complete series of work. That last crucial piece of the creative process, is indeed formal presentation and the ensuing interaction with an audience. It is for these reasons as well, that I seek an opportunity to exhibit my work and release my music.

In conjunction with my visual artwork, paintings and works on paper in a variety of mediums, it is intended that this music further enhances my elucidation of each aspect of my subject. I am a classically trained multi-instrumentalist and have been engaged in the composition and recording of music in a variety of idioms since 1992. From new classical to experimental, pop and alternative forms. In my most recent work, I combine vocals with violin, mandolin, zither, glockenspiel and guitar to create texturally rich compositions that are inspired by the physical layering of multi media art materials. You could say that I paint like a musician, and create music like a painter! I have always had these two strings to my bow, but now would like to present them in equal measure to engage and stimulate and create interest in my potential audience.

Artists are champions of sensitivity, and in sharing unique perspectives aim to enrich the senses of others and promote deep thought. They can provide an engaging alternative to the strident voices that pervade the media that can cause segregation and polarisation in the opposing camps. To achieve genuine change and embrace a sustainable future, we all need to work together. Lofty sentiments I know, but this is the only way I know how to contribute, whether that be by means of a carefully rendered protest sign for a rally, a street art paste-up or in this case the release of a musical work.

The recording of this album has been a very fluid process, words and melodies coming together intuitively without fuss and polish. This is worts and all presentation, because it is in the subtle inaccuracies and imperfections that I find a truely authentic experience emerges.

Oh, and I take commissions...
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released August 31, 2021

All songs composed, performed and produced by Euie b Graham Canberra Australia between May and August 2021

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Euie b Graham Canberra, Australia

Ending formal lessons on violin, I began writing songs in 1992, graduating to a four-track cassette recorder shortly after, and the addictive journey of composing then recording was entrenched. I continue, assimilating influences and forging my own way. I shy away from performing, I write, record then move on. I would love others to listen and enjoy, and hold out hope that I May find an audience. ... more

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