COUNTRY LOGIC

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1.
It was the first snake of the season in Whittlsea she'd seen him at the pub, in her dreams, and on tv a messenger from god all radiant & nude loitering at laundromat exuding moral turpitude First snake of the season puppy sacrificed, three guinea pig, the mayor's duck and then the vicar's wife Chaos in Colac, Browns are stirred tiger snakes, bites that ache till you get to heaven tiger snakes bites that ache till you get to heaven Cobras and taipans, south american pets hiding in the woodcut over to the left The moral of this story? The last verse of this song? Eve now runs the general store, Adam is a highwayman First snake of the season, fruit of knowledge not of reason first snake of the season, fruit of knowledge not of reason if paradise gets lost look behind the cross where tourniquets of faith have cut the venom off where tourniquets of faith have cut the venom off. First snake of the season First snake of the season First snake of the season First snake of the season
2.
Trollogy 01:16
The story of her life Trollogy Standing in God's door yelling the four winds down With the Windemere flocking rapper OK Try burlesquing the remnants Miss her moving through the house 3am angry mouse warrior for ideas barking mad at times I fear Her heart is anchored ground within which I am moored and sound Not those displaying jazz or reggae dub they can find themselves another club to sink their sound
3.
Beef Urban 03:04
There was movement at the firestation for the word had got around that with regret the buffalo had escaped When the buffalo come come down into King Street when the Newtown folk and the buffalo meet It's a sign, a taste of things to come as we spin into our plunging sun Well we come down south for some movie work thougt we'd break on through have a look around at the tatoooed girls catch some urban sounds Then the sirens call and the choppers whirl (get my agent on the phone this isn't in the contract) There are no paddy fields in Camperdown nothing much for a buffalo to do and that King Street strip It's a consumer zoo When we get back north got some tales to tell how a film star's world is a buffalo's hell
4.
Carrot Beer 00:52
Drinking to forget forget you and me but the drinker that I get the more clear I can see drinking carrot beer under the fruit of knowledge tree is just not setting me free so we beckoned Alban Berg and his sympathetic strings to rustle up some hula hoop and twelve tone kind of swings next thing we are vamping on a train with Bella and the Derelicts legato in the rain
5.
Vibratory Nancy the cheating side of heaven angels mutating in their radiating genes we feed each other's demons Morsels beyond reasons forever checking out but never leaving as California dreamscapes on the back of his mind Guitar Golem glissandos through memory mansion meantone realtime stateline lifecrime Archipelago of morals, freak sequence musics Hank on the K shell - bird got your wire? Phoenix to Fire Angel 500 miles mutating in their radiating genes mutating in their radiating genes
6.
Started out as hearts and diamonds ended up with clubs and spades marriages made in the mind please not on the social page The years were full, the harvest good the trees marched heaven wood Started out as hearts and diamonds ended up with clubs and spaces marriages of in the mind not shoe size or age rooted as ghost gum requited unrehearsed the hands they hold as foretold from last to first
7.
I can't believe the things you are saying and the looks you stole from Minsk Half a dozen lives together the card game in the garden midnight mid-summer they gambled thing and won So give the golden boy the talking stick so many ways to go mad out in the countriezzzzz I can't believe the things you are saying when you return from hell nine circles - Dante's on the line
8.
Digilante 01:50
Twighlight vigilante working dusk till midnight Barking off the North East winds skipping over the jasmine like a stoner halucinatory standing in a wave of story cowboy violet in his twighlight incandescent spectrum felt plectrum vengeance is my saddle and oblivion beckons I'm twighlight vigitlante dressed in black blessed to the left glad to see the back Digital vigilante boots of spanish leather and other things of fancy stolen from the maidens in thier way upon the stages Quiz them Book of Hours and cheat the answer pages Their clothing requisitioned by highwaymen of frisson If the Sherrif catches up with me finally I'll be free If the Sherrif catches up with me finally I'll be free
9.
Footbridge 02:32
If there's one thing in this town that's got a lot of class it's the Cooroy footbridge rail overpass People around say it must go open the level crossing and let the traffic flow Queensland Rail says no no no, we own the land and over you will go. Well if there's one thing in this town that's got a lot of class it's the Cooroy footbridge rail overpass Today, I nearly lost my eye on that brutalist monstrosity of asphalt and ply I saw the munter coming, shuffling his thongs and a metre-wide umbrella steered by four bongs Screen aganst projectiles walkway is high sided as the spokes of his umbrella and my eyeline collided Well if there's one thing in this town that simply oozes class it's the Cooroy footbridge rail overpass Half of the town wrong side of the tracks open the boom gates - we'd probaby take them back If there's one thing in this town that's got a lot of class it's the Cooroy footbridge rail overpass People around say it must go open the level crossing and let the traffic flow Queensland rail says no no no, we own the land and over you will go.
10.
He rode a quarter horse Trice Chaps and amphetamine Lonesome cowboy lassoed inner dreams of cadillac and rodeo the all-life night-time riding show towns in betweeen 31 the number of Angels Guardian of cactus near perfect, a clear stream the herd resting at midday and gold was the valley Trice melted into the light as the drover drove hard the dove of misapprehension
11.
When its freshly mowed my love is parallell to your husband's The grass is always greener when its freshly mowed if you don't feed your dog in the morning Ask Patricia 'casue she knows So when you wake up somethime in car nation He drinks wine and I sip ice in tea we could be friends forever Queen and busy busy bees high on scaricficial living everyone has a price to pay hear you on bandwagon Guitars drown our what you have to say Wake up in car nation drunk on love without a key
12.
Now he wheels have turned you far away from home from the womb of the samp crawls thoughts into your mind and that barbed wire crown sinking down a lobster pot of sacred burleigh and the bait has lured you far too far from home Up the gorgeous river paddled into viet namboring captial of psycho tropics condfusion now begins Bands were playing sweet inside the Time Machine smashed up songs from a beautiful frightenerd dream smashed up songs from a beautiful frightenerd dream How the siren sighs all bosom and thighs you bound to the mast of reason That barbed heart bait means you will not wait no immaculate mating season in a pink nudie suit you spill your fruit on flowers and satin and shit till you latch your claws and suckle the blessed tit
13.
Snapshot girl mingle with the help get the picture I want her for myself Nightclub full of cattle sheep are skinned with wine marriage made in maccas where every wife if fine Mull up Kintyres, set the joiunt to fire I'll handle you if you handle mine

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These tracks were written and recorded winter 2015 in a farmhouse in Cooroy Queensland. It happened quite fast, over a couple of months between recording sessions for Flowers and the Axe.

COUNTRY LOGIC is a combination of loops from the Logic music program and some real instrumentation. The album captures the two worlds I inhabited; one hurtling into the 21st century and the other retreating towards a 1950’s rural life.

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released April 1, 2020

WRITTEN RECORDED AND PRODUCED
by Geoffrey Datson ah the Greenroom studio, Cooroy.

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GEOFFREY DATSON is a sound artist, combining spoken word, electronica and instrumentation in his recordings. Many poets recite their work to music, but few are also composers. Datson's work is a synthesis of forms of sonic expression in which the voice and the sound field are interdependent. ... more

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