live at the zoo

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credits

released 13 August 2012

all songs arranged and performed by mark bentley (vocals/guitar) & jane cameron (vocals/ukulele)
black bobs rivulet features guest performance by jen horn (accordion)

recorded live at the zoo in brisbane by murray paas, foundry sound
mixed by matt taylor recording
mastered by federal audio
design by ezra la vin
photos by seedy photography

©2012 thewhiskeyarchive

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thewhiskeyarchive Brisbane, Australia

thewhiskeyarchive brings together the vocal, musical and songwriting talents of ukulele songstress Jane Cameron and singer/songwriter Mark Bentley.

The result is a blend of smooth, smokey indie folk with a hint of alt country and a nod to the punk/goth influences of Brisbane's music scene in the '70s and '80s.
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Track Name: the outlaw
the outlaw

bells ring out
and break the silence
his hands still shake
an ebbing violence
no matter how far he roams
he will never find
a place a home

down every street
their eyes hide
and they’ll never meet
‘til fear subsides
he may save them from their sorrow
but for him there is
no tomorrow

the outlaw came to me
his smile a distant memory
his heart so long a stone
begins to melt
like snow

his eyes will never see
the children’s smiles
nor on the dusty earth
the flowers strewn wild
thanks fall like petals on deaf ears
his bed well-watered now
with these strangers’ tears

the outlaw came to me
his tears a memory
his heart wide open now
stars breathed in
stars breathed out

he was my outlaw
Track Name: muse
muse

searching for a muse in a coffee cup
background babble too much for thought
i keep circling the truth without seeing it
edging through a crowd of formless hints

if i close my eyes I can picture it
a hazy vision of thoughts and dreams
but my eyes fly open and it escapes
i’m left with nothing to ease this state

you know i’ve searched my share of whiskey and evil gin
no matter how hard i look that little demon won’t let me in

i keep hoping the fire will come to me
a blazing message of burning need
of a higher purpose an altruist’s dream
a torch to fight some inequity

but in this fog of confusion where I exist
the walls are close and the air is thick
with the petty concerns of my everyday
i’m left with nothing of worth to say

you know i’ve searched my share of whiskey and evil gin
no matter how hard i look that little demon won’t let me in

i keep circling back to what started this
a glimpse of you and the urge to impress
that led from one courage sip to a dozen more
and i wake hung-over on the bedroom floor

in the blur of night i remember you like a gift
but then the gin kicked in i lost it all and didn’t notice it when you left

so now i’m searching for a muse in a coffee cup
begging the thumping in my head to stop
dying to find some way to speak to you
to make you see that my love is true
Track Name: half moon sky
half moon sky

when it’s over
it’s really over
i’ll see you here
under this half-moon sky
i’m seeing
for the first time
i am breathing
for the last time
seeing your face
in its real light
i’m breathing

clean air

they talk of comedowns
blind-spots, cauldron-sitting
here with you
i can see through these too
i’m breathing

clean air

when it’s over
it’s really over
i’ll see you here
under this half-moon sky
Track Name: sister
sister

where is my sister?
i can feel her all at sea
too many miles have come between us

where is my sister?
will you play a song for me?
we can pretend they haven’t seen us

sing it once for her and
sing it twice for me
can you tell me where my sister is?

sing it once for pleasure
sing it twice for free
can you tell me where she’s been?

we’ve come too far
to give up now i need you here
to light the path that falls before me

they’re haunting me
they’re haunting you i know you see
the same things in your dreams that i do

sing it once for her and
sing it twice for me
can you tell me where my sister is?

sing it once for pleasure
sing it twice for free
can you tell me she’s okay?

i won’t let you comfort me
i won’t let you come to me
i won’t let you in
but I will be anything you want me to

where is my sister?
i can feel her next to me
too many thoughts grab my attention

when will we miss her?
will you sing a song with me
happens to be one on my mind

sing it once for her and
sing it twice for me
can you tell me where my sister is?

sing it once for pleasure
sing it twice for free
can you tell me she’s okay?

sing it once for her and
sing it twice for me
can you tell me where my sister is?
Track Name: black bobs rivulet
black bobs rivulet

well she ain’t really been here a long time
still it seems so much more than the rest
she calls all the strangers darlin’
she weaves to avoid their distress
more of a come-uppance
be careful what you wish for
in the end it’s the boredom that’s killing her
at least that’s what she's wishing for
down in black bobs rivulet

of course she’s been thinking of leaving
wondering how far she’d get
and it wasn’t the kid that was keeping her
more so the fear and the threat
and oh we are almost at home now
out on the A6 to Mein
that crow just flew out of this place now
that crow just got out of this mess
down in black bobs rivulet

and you can see the ones long gone here
turning to savour the one who lies sleeping

lately she’s come to be thinking
about longer times, shorter ties
lately she’s come to the drinking
whole 24 hours not to mind
that infant, that changeling gone sleeping
never to draw of its breath
out on the A6 to Mein
that crow just got out of this mess
down in black bobs rivulet

and you can see the ones long gone here
turning to savour the one who lies sleeping
and she can see a long time here
turning to savour the one who lies sleeping
Track Name: in my town
in my town

old roads wind over ridges
the whispered ghosts of bullock drays
city blocks kiss the river
that tries to sweep them away
two million live and breathe
in this clump of humanity
but chances are good when you compare
each will connect to me

in my town
where the river
runs like a spine
to the sea

it’s a country town masquerading
with its big city lights
and sophistication it’s parading
still it all shuts on a sunday night
the sun streams through wide windows
the rains lash a landlocked beach
and in the shortest of short winters
the winds still feel like they freeze

in my town
where the river
runs like a spine
to the sea

music venues are closing
pushed out by apartment blocks
they want inner city living
but don’t want their corner to rock
and the homeless keep getting shifted
to ease the views of the rich
but the problems that bring them aren’t being lifted
there’s no simple switch

in my town
where the river
runs like a spine
to the sea

disaster strikes in the summer
when rain turns to flood
the city empties of people
and the car parks fill with mud
and when it’s all over
when the river slips away
we clean out and rebuild
watching the memories sluice away

in my town
where the river
runs like a spine
to the sea

it’s a big country town masquerading
with its big city lights
but it all still closes early
on a sunday night