SINATRA
by Seldom Party
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Digital Album
"So then, if we can’t tell you exactly what genre it is, and we can’t tell you exactly what format it is, let us tell you what we do know about Sinatra; It is completely fucking ace."
-David Tinkler, Tonight We Dance, Tomorrow We Cry
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Sinatra Had His Time
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Good To Me
03:27
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I Am A Diva
03:01
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Raise Your Hand
02:47
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I Will Sing
04:00
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Ghost At The Piano
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My Literary Kingdom
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Your Love Is Dead
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about
Debut release by Seldom Party. Songs written while in Alice Springs and Yuendumu, in Central Australia.
credits
released 13 May 2011
Songs: Will Kendrew
Guest vocals on track 2, 3, 7: Mimi Leung
Songs: Will Kendrew
Guest vocals on track 2, 3, 7: Mimi Leung
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After 7 years in London, another in Hong Kong growing a beard and 4
more helping Aborigines record desert
reggae in Central Australia, Seldom
Party now lives, writes and records post-folk in Victoria.
Seldom Party saw out 2011 taking his live show, complete with knives and
balloons, to an eclectic mix of venues throughout Australia. See for yourself at www.seldomparty.com
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- Track Name: Sinatra Had His Time
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Kept awake by the dead of night
turned opaque by a lack of light -
I don't like it that much,
have I grown tired?
stay there a matter of hours.
And I
Surmise
a lack of you in my life,
are you coming round tonight?
Can't offer a design, so far, so far,
but offer up a heart.
To my
surprise
they cheer cos we're together,
have they no style?
stay here a matter of hours
And everything is right,
your silhouette's so fine,
Sinatra had his time, some time! some time!
Lets dance until we die -
dissolve into the night,
come fly with me
and stay there a matter of time.
Stay awake for a little while,
cannot wait just to see you smile,
I've never felt like this now,
know you no pride?
Stay here a matter of hours
and I
surmise
what to love and disguise,
I hope you're staying here tonight?
And everything's so right
for Strangers in the night,
Sinatra had his time, some time! some time!
Come fly with me tonight,
dissolve into the light,
your silhouette's so bright, so fine! so fine!
Lets dance until we die -
dissolve into the night,
Sinatra had his time, some time! some time!
Now everything's so right
for strangers of the night,
come fly with me and stay there a matter of hours.
A matter of hours.
© 2010 Seldom Party - Track Name: Good To Me
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You came here on a whim
and talked to me,
offered me ashes
voluntarily.
I saw you were alone
and sidled by,
unbridled by knowledge
and half as shy.
A token of the past
at once benign.
"The carriage awaits, sir",
all in good time.
I've written your plans
on the back of my hand.
I know it's too soon,
Long Live You!
It's not right, sure feels good to me.
that's not right, sure feels good to me.
Held back from a kiss to day.
Someone please abuse me.
don't know why, Opportunity.
This ends now,
and the sooner the better
or we'll run out of time.
I don't hold the key,
Nor does (s)he.
That's not right, sure feels good to me.
© 2010 Seldom Party - Track Name: I Am A Diva
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Save me from myself,
I can’t impress this on
anybody else,
I’ll hurt myself,
til you
are you,
if you
exist!
So tell me you want me.
Tell me you need me.
Just tell me you want me,
just tell me you’ll love me forever.
I am a diva, lost and perceived by many
to be at one with my senses,
coerced, relieved and somewhat defenceless,
come on and tell me who will return my love?
I AM A DIVA LOST AND PERCEIVED BY MANY
AS AN UNTOUCHABLE LADY.
COME ON SOMEBODY, STAND UP,
RETURN MY LOVE.
How
long
must
my
love wait?
When
will
you
accept me?
And tell me you love me (I’m telling you),
tell me you love me (I’m telling you).
I am a diva, lost and perceived by many
to be at one with my senses,
coerced, relieved and somewhat defenceless,
come on and tell me who would return this love?
I am a ranger, lone and endangered,
looking for love but somewhat impatient,
virile but rough and don’t want to face it.
No one beside me - I will return your love.
I AM A RANGER, ALONE AND IN DANGER,
LOOKING FOR LOVE BUT NO-ONE WILL EVER
PICK UP THE PHONE,
ATTEMPT TO RETURN MY LOVE!!!
© 2011 Seldom Party - Track Name: Raise Your Hand
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Will you stand against the rope,
raise your hand and take a vote.
For or against,
the hapless relent,
with consequences greater than you think.
As two of us reside,
the rest of us divide apart -
you laugh as that's impossible.
As that's impossible,
you raise your glass instead,
place the hatchet in my head
and turn.
The very smile that got me here,
the very smile that interfered
with every odd decision made -
well worth the wait as I am caught at last -
I turn to Gold.
And now I am unstoppable,
you laugh as that's impossible.
As that's impossible,
you raise your glass against me.
Against me
again.
Well who am I to represent?
Who am I to upend?
Who am I to overturn?
Now I turn to Gold
and I've become unstoppable.
Your laugh becomes hysterical.
The rope's too close to hold,
but still you won't. You won't let go.
The Commons' sense a world apart,
it's with a heavy heart
I turn against me.
Against me
again.
I turn to raise my hand.
© 2010 Seldom Party - Track Name: I Will Sing
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I should take off my shirt and replace with your hands,
I want you to feel how I feel.
Off with my head, now replace it with yours,
I want you to see this,
to see this coming.
Help me out and let me in
through the creases of your skin,
through a kiss we will begin
And I will sing.
Undo my voice and replace with your own,
I want you to hear what I hear.
Under the stage there’s a bed for the weary,
I want you to be there,
to be there for me.
Help me out and let me in
through the creases of your skin,
through a kiss we will begin
And I will sing.
© 2011 Seldom Party - Track Name: Ghost At The Piano
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Dance with me,
slow while the walls and floorboards creak.
Sit with me,
watch - as I haunt the candles breath.
Put my heart out.
Put my heart out.
Dance with me,
flail to the creakings of the room.
Follow me, silently, eyes and lanterns loom.
(If you) play my piano,
I will be home.
Home.
Now I’m gone,
stay with me, Edinburgh my home.
Haunt your heart out.
Haunt your fire out.
Dance.
© 2011 Seldom Party - Track Name: My Literary Kingdom
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If you listen
you can hear the lover wake
and wake he does,
you can hear the woman cuss -
Into the night and on for a year,
undone by a sympathetic ear,
out of the veil, and the ordinary.
It's a cautionary tale from my Literary Kingdom -
one that I could do without.
It's a cautionary tale -
one that I forgot to mention,
one that rung true as I tell.
Go!
Step back from yourself
put down the knife, the sole disguise that I don't want to mess with.
Go!
Listen to yourself,
these walls are thinner than you first surmised and I want to wake up with my head held high -
that's if we wake at all!
If you listen
you can hear the weapon drawn
make out the lover scorn
glass against the wall... in time
to witness
a crime
committed
what if
she heard me
in haste,
obsurbly
My heart is racing
the time she's facing
these lines
we're drawing
are mighty blurry.
This is a message to myself,
This is a lesson I would rather have gone without.
This is the leverage I wouldn't have lived without.
This is the lesson that I'd rather have gone without.
It's a cautionary tale from my Literary Kingdom -
one that I was forced to tell.
It's a cautionary tale -
one that I forgot to mention,
I want you to live without.
(break a wing don't fly)
It's a cautionary tale from my literary Kingdom -
one that I was forced to tell.
(break a wing don't fly)
It's a cautionary tale from my literary Kingdom -
from my throne it could end well!
(break a wing don't fly)
© 2011 Seldom Party - Track Name: Your Love Is Dead
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I told the world that I loved you but it wasn’t interested, it turned away and returned in unison:
“SHUT UP KID, YOUR LOVE IS DEAD”
well who killed her?
I will not rest until the culprit’s found,
I’ll track ‘em and I’ll tear them down,
and wrestle to a bloody grave, the fuckers that have stole my babe.
And on their stones I will inscribe the fate by which the buried died
and rest a flower on the soil, a toke to seldom toil
I told the world that I loved you but it wasn’t interested, it turned away and resigned in unison.
HEADSTONES STOOD WHERE LOVERS SHOULD.
Where they should be.
© 2011 Seldom Party
