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FEARFUL WIGGINGS (2014 dave graney solo album)

by dave graney

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a woman skinnies up a man when he sees he’s in her eye in his eye she looks at him’ he pulls in his gut straightens his back combs his hair tightens up his game a woman skinnies up a man before, he was all “ why would you give someone half your tucker to get the other half cooked?” what? now he’s ramrod straight and combin’ his hair and shaving a woman skinnies a man up
2.
everything was legendary with Robert everything was legendary with Robert he had reverberation happening inside, at least early reflections, oh yeah this was the beginning of a new age it was good when he talked to you he really talked to you he was always on in the moment everything was legendary with Robert someday people would write about this or that his riveting self consciousness drew you in a crowd gathered to see what he was lookin at talkin’ about everything was legendary with Robert it wasn’t him or the times it was just the angle he lucked into the attitude the window that came between him and the world framed him in the world forever everything was legendary with Robert
3.
how can you get out of London? how can you get London out?once its in you there’s no escape, I tell ya imagine if you were born there? if you didn’t come to it from the outside if you’d never heard of it if you were of it how can you get out of London? Sir Walter Raleigh Dr Alimantado all the monuments and towers frenzy blowup the prisoner running for a bus you pass into it too it swallows you whole - like a giant whale how can you get out of London? how can you get London out? a life interrupted you could’ve slotted in there how can you get back on? the wheel has kept turning
4.
country roads, unwinding down I go my father came this way - my mother too Max Harris’ heroic cry “ on throwin a copy of the New Statesman from the window while driving along the Coorong” comes to mind country roads, unwinding staring out the window drivin into life - beatin back the miles into the past again into the future again like before goin’ up - goin’ down foward - back kangaroo tails by the side of the road stickin’ up through the saltbush father whatsisnames tree I ain’t no farmer unwinding country roads - harnessed seat belted calendar holding a life tight dates and times places to be lookin out the window winding rewinding shootin’ off into the sky
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flower of the earth I could say the name of what ails me you'd drop to your knees you don't see me you don't figure in my dreams I'm on my high horse I'm feelin’ good right now I'm in a fight, understand? I'm whippin’ it for now I know the way I'm gonna go out I've been there I hate to lay it on you why not? I'm part of an elite l’homme et la femme est la fleure de la terre man/woman is the flower of the earth its like the grim reaper put his hand on my shoulder in the woods and got distracted I was an unfinished kill 40 years later blood in a parisian bin what was that? my life was a gift I should never have been there…. l’homme et la femme est la fleure de la terre man/woman is the flower of the earth think about it - your luck then get back to me get over yourself get serious
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fearful wiggings here’s to the only one I know the only one who knows me her name is Clare - with no I she’s here to chew gum and kick ass all the shit I’ve written and you counted me in like that song by Waylon - ain’t it true! speedin’ our young lives away you lookin’ at the back side o’ me ain’t it true! why such a bittersweet air from the fresh prince of hilair? haven’t you lived? I rode my scooter of the train - the Bluebird into the city traffic it was like a situation comedy I drank wine from your shoe we kissed in the seaview hey ain’t we met some dopes ain’t we been silly too! if nows not the time for tears dunno when that is we watched tv - we knew tv always lived outside had the door open wide as above so below thats how we played it hey this emotional stuff peope eat it up its sweet - can’t be good for us you wrangled me - hey! not in front of the men - jane! didn’t one of us think to say “ hey get the door will ya!”
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I’m the stranger in town silly I know that was how I looked when I left the hospital I walk across the room to somewhere I don’t wanna go with my cloak and dagger look I don’t belong I don’t feel right after all these years I’m hangin’ back and listening I rarely speak I’m the stranger in town stupid - I know I should’ve grown up I did - but wrong I don’t wanna separate I’d rather disppear into the crowd is that weird? I’m the stranger in town people are used to me now “ that’s Dave” they say “ the stranger in town - still” - smirk with my hat and tall shoes I don’t belong
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je suis un autre (je est un autre) remember that when one talks to one write it on one’s hand je suis un autre (je est un autre) how did one get here? how does one get out? to where does one drive toward? to where does one go back? the steering wheel at one’s knees pickin’ one’s nose liftin’ one’s cheek one is another (je est un autre) one is being thought one is another (je est un autre) one is being one is being held tightly one is being thought one is somebody’s story - somebody elses’ story one is somebody’s myth - somebody’s reailty dead on one’s feet - live on one’s mouth punchy - hear the bell ring and one swings still on one’s feet rubber legs - rubber brain can’t help thinkin’ je suis un autre (je est un autre) to be and not to be
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look into my shades, babe travel over the surface travel those smooth black desert sands I am mean, babe I am mean and I have been hurt I’ve got a right, babe I’ve got a tight to be wrong it’s not you, babe it’s nothin’ to do with you someone is gonna pay, babe someone is gonna pay I am gonna lay waste to someone’s little world I am at war, babe I'm a man on a mission I am out to destroy something anything I've been wandering the earth, babe darkness everywhere devastation, baby devastation,solitude it feels so funny to be talking to you I built myself a surface so wide no one would ever get around
10.
I know you can’t see me I’m hopin’ you might hear thought of somethin’ - a song - in the shower couldn’t hold pen or paper it flowed from my mind - straight in and out like a bird through the room then - later - in the car I got some of it back then almost lost that is it happening? the long fade? I know you can’t see me you might lose focus - yourself I know you can’t see me back when I was drinkin’ etc wish I could access that pathos that was when I was drinkin’ ha! I know you can’t see me since I quit drinkin’ thats when it happened, yeah? wish I could bring that drama that bad feeling - that storm cloud that hangover then you could spot me then you’d know
11.
everything is perfect in it’s beginning in it’s forming and foaming everything is perfect (mostly) in it’s beginning epic complete including swallowing the future eclipsing it with light everything is right in it’s beginning absolutely in it’s forming and foaming in it’s explosion it’s burst and gathering plume and rush
12.
you were all wrong and I am right when I said that, when I’m sayin‘ that you laughed and looked away you thought it was all over today I feel like I have been painted by the artist Schiele every joint is bent elbows and knees are real raw skin is loose and ruddy, eyes are cactus painted out of a corner and smack in the middle of the canvas I feel like I have been written out ground deep into the page and my story has been told I could not know how I could end from this low position a tune is not somethin’ I could hold right now I’m all ears I can only listen I’m all thumbs my eyes are sliced into my face doughy, itchin’ masss my clothes are bandages look! it’s the old Docklands wheel!
13.
I was there 05:20
I was there there was nothin’ to see nobody had pointed there were no walls there was no ceiling there were no lighting effects there was no soundtrack there was no frame it was a plain I was there I was there it was dark and grim and hard to hear I was there nothing had been compressed there was no room there was no crew there was no crowd to see something, in a way you have to be lookin’ for it to find it - the pattern what‘s the point of the boundless panorama you’re in? I was there, I was in on it way inside, I knew, didn‘t I? to see something, you have to be lookin’ you have to have a finger pointing there was no map, no design there was no story there were no names I was there
14.
”a good old boy in slave to the royal way a buckskin fur trapper in the court of the mad king a cattle baron partakin of afternoon tea holdin his pinky finger in the air restin his spurs upon the leather chair what makes a man? money, blood or nerve? it's what you don't do that counts the most
15.
“the more I struggle the tighter the rope gets the deeper I sink into the black sand I'm dreamin' I've been a fool it wasn't always the case I loved to bullshit and let the sounds fly crazy and rootless like a cloud above my head I used to be the one that cried wolf and ran”
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about

Fearful Wiggings. The title comes from a 1920s book of French stories.. I came across a new word and looked up in the glossary and the meaning was puts as “fearful wiggings’. I took it to mean “great anxiety”.
Fearful wiggings is a lyrically freewheeling kind of album. Elemental figures and scenes. Sex, myth, dream cities, shadows, invisibility (a recurring theme in my songs) and the very personal title track. Musically, it’s pretty simple and stark but every song could come from it’s own album. Frenchie (“je est un autre” and “flower of the earth” ) and Australian (“country roads, unwinding”). A best of from the future.
The recording itself was like an arthouse movie. Beginning in early 2013 on a whim when I had a lot of music to unload but wasn’t going to be thinking of releasing anything very soon. I wanted to record things with no shape in mind, to just capture the licks and not try to shove them into any form, not think of the end result. A chance meeting with Lisa Gerrard at a screen composers award night and her invitation to record my vocals at her studio. We had seen Lisa play solo in Melbourne in 1980 and 81 and saw the very first Dead can dance gigs then. We went to see Dead Can Dance again in 2013. She expected me to come to the studio with one song and I turned up with thirteen. A commanding presence. She lifted my artistic aspirations and senses out of the hollows I’d been running through for years. Using Sinatra era mics and beautiful Avalon preamps and reverbs. She’d sit with her eyes closed and say “I don’t wanna do a radio mix- I wanna do a classical mix!” and “That’s fucking great! That’s Russian! I know what we need to do! We need to go North!”. The best was “It’s nice when you can put your hand back behind the voice…” How could you not be inspired?
Then a similar contact- also from a pure musical direction – happened when UK guitarist and songwriter Nick Harper contacted me to sing on one of his songs. I asked him to play on two of mine. He comes from folk rock royalty. His father is Roy Harper, noted player and subject of a tribute from Led Zeppelin. (“Hats off to Harper”)
The rest of the album was played by myself and Clare Moore. Guitars , bass, keys , bass xylophone, percussion and vibes.
The minimal bass left a lot of room for the voice.
The album was mastered in Phoenix Arizona by Roger Siebel and the cover is by Tony Mahony who has done all but five of the roughly twenty eight albums created by Dave Graney over the years.
Fearful Wiggings is an album I could have only gotten to via this convoluted route. All this involvement of chance meetings and luck. Serendipity. It’s full of feeling, colour and drama. Jazz chords, folk forms and country feels. But kind of pop all the

I wanted to make a pretty simple and direct album, so I’d rather not comment on the songs too much. I mean, I hope they just WORK for people. I started it on acoustic guitar, not thinking of the end shape.

Clare Moore, who plays on most of the album on vibes, percussion, keys and vocals, has shared my whole music life with me. I sing about us on the title track.


I wanted this album to really sparkle so I got it mastered in Phoenix by SAE (Roger Seibel) as I loved the sounds on the last couple of Bill Callahan albums.

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released May 2, 2014

Initial acoustic guitar recording with Idge at Soundpark.
Vocals (except for tracks 11 and 13) recorded with Lisa Gerrard at her studio. That session engineered by James Orr.

Guitars and vibes overdubbed at the Ponderosa.
Mixed and produced by Dave Graney

Extra production and editing by Clare Moore.

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dave graney Melbourne, Australia

From Melbourne, Australia.
Dave Graney and Clare Moore were once in the Moodists, singer and drummer respectively.Then there was the Coral Snakes and and now Dave Graney and the mistLY.
Stu Thomas on bass since 2004 and Stuart Perera on guitar since 1998
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