we wuz curious (2008 mistLY masterpiece)

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you had to be drunk
I come from the clouds
lets kill god again
junk time
I like to be haunted
only passin' through
I'm in the future now
bring me my liar
I was a country boy
punk dies
I needed someone to find me
crime and underwear

After the sprawling, spiralling, duelling double disc that was "Hashish and Liquor" , Dave Graney and Clare Moore took to the road with a minimalist , lyrical trio and recorded "Keepin it Unreal".
Finding themselves starving for a groove and a beat, they jumped into a state of mind to produce the greatest album of their career, "We wuz curious". They wanted upbeat r&b grooves. R&B as in the chords and the licks and the beats. The flattened fives and the blue notes. All tricked up for a night OUT.
They had started to play with pianist Mark Fitzgibbon on Hashish and Liquor and wanted to work more with him in a collective situation. Stu Perera on guitar had joined forces with them in 1998 as a 19 year old, straight from college, and they wanted to get his jazz stylings on the tracks as well. Stu Thomas on the bass and vocals wuld pull it all together.

They woodshedded the tracks for two months at the Yarraville Mouth organ Band Hall in West Melbourne, working out all the parts. They arranged it all and were DOWN ON IT. They wanted to make a recording and BEAT THE DIGITAL ENNUI by forcing a SITUATION! A SENSE OF OCCASION! They went into Sing Sing South in September 2007 with their old school engineer Adam Rhodes. He hung so many mics around the drums room and the amps that it was gonna be impossible for any sound to escape unrecorded. they laid down 8 tracks in a day/ Everything, vocals, guitars, drums and backing vocals. It was like a jazz session.

Then Dave graney and Clare Moore took the hard drive back to their Ponderosa studio and mixed it over a month or so. It was finished by November 2007.

“We wuz curious” is , lyrically , probably the most autobiographical work by Dave Graney with 5 of the songs starting with the perpendicular pronoun “I”. It is also very much a “band” album with each player of the Lurid Yellow Mist collective contributing music for a song .
Within the songs, looking outwards , you could say in one place that its a
jazz/r&b album, elsewhere its pumping electro , over there “yacht rock” , elsewhere, wailing post punk. Lets call it a pop album.


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2013 reflection... From Hashish and Liquor (via Keepin' it unreal) to this. It was a real rejuvenating period and I was full of artistic ambition and excitement. Coming from the band I guess. Stu Perera really stepping out and having Stu Thomas in the band. Then adding Mark Fitzgibbons' amazing chops. I love this album. All my favourite records that we've made start from "the devil drives" in 1997. That and "the dave graney show" in 1998 were also real artistic high points although I was in a much darker, beseiged, clossed off frame of mind then. I was like a punchy boxer.
By the time of "we wuz curious" I was in a much happier place. Playing a lot more guitar got me back into performing music in a different way. I love the r&b feels and the twin guitars and amazing keys on this album.

Fave lyric ... "douglas was in bed with a young girl / mary walked into the room
he said "who are you goin to believe? me or your eyes?"
he lit a cigarette and stared / the girl got dressed and left / comforted his wife made his bed and waked out himself
are you fuckin with me?"

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released October 9, 2013

Dave Graney, electric and acoustic guitar, bass and organ.
Clare Moore, drums, perdussion,vocals, organ.
Stu D aka Stuart Thomas, bass, vocals.
Stu Perera, electric guitar.
Mark Fitzgibbon, piano.

bvs on "junk time" by Jane Dust and Elizabeth McCarthy.
mastered by Greg Wadley
Cover illustration by Tony Mahony.

Recorded September 2007 at Sing Sing South.
Engineer Adam Rhodes.
Mixed at the Ponderosa October-November 2007 by Dave graney and Clare Moore
Produced by Dave Graney and Clare Moore.

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dave graney and the mistLY are a rock band from Melbourne, Australia.Dave Graney and Clare Moore were once in the Moodists, singer and drummer respectively.Then there was the Coral Snakes and the Dave Graney Show and the Lurid Yellow Mist and now the mistLY.
Stu Thomas on bass since 2004 and Stuart Perera on guitar since 1998
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Track Name: you had to be drunk
You had to be drunk
To put it all together in any kind of way
I dunno how you could’ve walked that world other wise
You had to be drunk
To take the blows
And take some pills to take the edge off
Playing the guitar
I took some weed
I could see the holes yawning between the beats
I was flyin’ high above the land
The nights were still long and dark and well lit
The air was still close and warm
And somethin had just happened
Or was gonna happen
And there was nothin you could do
you had to be drunk
so you could roll
somehow we had to survive the fall
we were blind
we fell and rolled and woke up again
like nothin had happened
We read some books and listened to some music
Sat in a circle with some old guys
They’d been there before
They took us through the scene and what plays we could try
We saw the future
"we’ll have to be drunk", we said
that was our plan - that’s what we did
we couldn’t change out clothes
we were so drunk
we had to be out of it to survive
you had to be drunk
otherwise you’d feel something
surrounded by the undead - "that might’ve been us"
you had to be drunk
to make it funny - otherwise you’d cry
you had to lie to stay true - That’s the way it seemed
if you wanted to stay out of trouble - you had to lie through your teeth
and smile all the while and pull the wool over your own eyes
you had to steal
if you wanted to eat
there was food everywhere
they rubbed it under your mouth and dared you not to bite
but you didn’t have the cash and you wanted to live
you had to take it walk slowly, smile, and plan it well
Track Name: I come from the clouds
I come from the clouds
I’m comin’ from the air
My feet seem to have never touched the ground
I come from the clouds
I talk of operational matters
I spill the beans
I come from the clouds
my footprint is airborne
light on my feet
my trail is in the sky-
the wind blows me
I come from the clouds
out of the sun
it’s a scam
It was important for me to cut through
I come from the clouds
I was a chance then
All the doors and windows were open and the car was moving
I come from the clouds
I’m the man from nowhere
I’m a tail dragger
I’ve been around- not around you
I’m here now
I come from the clouds
I speak through a fog
a lurid yellow mist
accumulated myth
I come from the clouds
nothing is relative
I kicked a goal
I ran from the players and towards the crowd
I never stopped
I found myself in a strange and quiet place
Its what I wanted I guess
a foreign land
the future
I come from the clouds
always, even to myself
I can’t help it now
old photographs ,old songs
Insects trapped in amber, loaded with the future
I wanted to escape into the open-
I come from the clouds
Track Name: lets kill god again
lets kill god again
come on
you know you wanna
wasn't it nice when we were by ourselves ?
we were doing what we wanted
and we liked what we did
and it felt good
lets kill god again come on
since hes been back him and his black shirt pals
lookin' through the window all the time
wearin' him like a glove wearing us like a glove
shaking their fingers and shaking
their heads
come on
all we have to do is walk out of the room
lets kill god again come on
lets kill god again come on
those were the days
and if things turn out bad
things turn out bad
and if things turn out good
well ya know what thats like don’cha ? , yeah?
lets kill god again come on
you know you wanna
wasn't it nice when we were by ourselves ?
lets kill god again come on
lets kill god again come on
your days are not numbered
neither are mine
cast off your heaven and walk
lets kill god again lets kill god again....
Track Name: Junk Time
we're livin in junk time
the jig is up the joke is over
we're livin in junk time
the game is over
the clock is winding down
its just a possession game now
junk time
you got too much time on your hands
or none
junk time
you're spendin it like theres so many todays
junk time
what does it mean to be first?
junk time
what does it mean to be best?
in junk time?
whos gonna be around to try any better?
whos gonna step up to the plate?
whos gonna know the score?
time is running out
we’re livin in junk time
its after the end of the world
we're still here
we’re livin in junk time
I'm crawling across the street
with my balls in my mouth
come on! get your stuff
junk time
you got too much time on your hands
or none
junk time
you're spendin it like theres so many todays
junk time
the game is over
the clock is winding down
junk time
what does it mean to be first?
junk time
what does it mean to be best?
in junk time?
its after the end of the world
Track Name: I like to be haunted
I like to be haunted - I like to be alone
I know I don't give much - I don't give much away
I don't put out no signs or directions
I like to be haunted
I like the vibe –
I like to be haunted -
shadowed and hidden - moving away
some people like to be upfront – outdoors - talkin to everybody-hey!
some people like to be away and never settling down
I like my place but I like to be so far far away inside it
I like to be next door - watching you knock yourself out at my door
some people like to keep smilin some people like to get happy
put on a brave face despite it all - some people like to make show, above all, to cope
I like to be haunted
some like to be loved -some like to be chased -some like a crowd –
some like to do all the lovin' - some like to do all the chasin'
I like to be haunted
some like to be jolly - some like to be gay - some e like to be heavy
some like to be stoned - some like to be unconscious - some like to be old
some like to be new - some like to be sick
I like to be haunted
some can't do anything they like - they gave up long ago
some people are wasted…jaded….damaged…over it…past it……through caring
I like to be haunted
some want the soft sell - they like a nice toon
they want a happy ending - they want to know whats going on
they want to know the score - they want closure
I like to be haunted
some people need to be striong armed - led to the water hole –
some people need direction - they need to be dressed - they need to be drunk
they like to be seduced - they like to be schmoozed - they like to be crowded
some like a winter in the big western scrub lookin after the wheat bins alone
I like to be haunted
some like to be ordered - some like to be considered - there ain't enough glory
I like to be haunted
a world of possibilities - so many doors, escalators, elevators,destinations, arrivals
then this quiet cul de sac - the blue sky and the solitary fly
I like to be haunted
it’s a scam I know
I like to be haunted
today I came from out of the sky
I do not give a flying fuck - for keepin my hands dirty
I grew up in the mud - my mind is still under the ground
it’s the way I hear them
I like to be haunted
Track Name: only passing through
he thought
one day he'd be in a hotel room and he’d start to read a book
and his life would turn around
he could see himself straighenin out
one day ,just like that
doing some martial arts,purifying his mind
he thought he would be here a while
in the dark
working his seam
then one day he would cut through
and powerful people would see him
for real
totally
he could put up with this life for a time
it wouldn't last forever
he could put up with these people and this mess
he knew he was only passing through
he never took the time to get to know anybody or anything too well
what was thepoint?
he was shootin through as soon as he could
he knew he was only passin through
he didn't waste his time lookin for signs
somethin would turn up
some world that would suit him so well
he would be a king
he wouldn't even know
he smiled at people as they reached down to pull him up
tryin to pull him back
back to life
the straight life he was quittin for good
Track Name: I'm in the future now
I'm in the future now
comrades I adress you from above
I have marched on
yesterday is forever
there is only today
maybe tomoroow
hurrah!
I’m free of all those tomorrows
I'm in the future now
I'm in the future now
yesterday is forever
there is only today
maybe tomoroow
I'm over the scene
through the long grass
and lost in the woods
yay
rollin in it babe
riding the moment
like a jockey!
I'm in the future now
I'm in the future now
that rainy day has happened
hurrah!
I'm free of all those tomorrows
I'm going far,far away
I will be in touch
in time
through someone else
you will see a door closed
that’ll mean I’ll be behind it
through the mist of your eye
I will drift into view
hanging in the air....... stopping at will
I’m in the future now!
People killed for minutes like this!
I’m in the future now!
People died for days like that!
What?
I'm in the future now
I'm in the future now
that rainy day has happened
hurrah
I'm free of all those tomorrows
Track Name: bring me my liar
one day i was out walkin and I said to myself
"dave...its time that I knew you! You who know the others!"
sorry to intrude
yeah, comin to you from the real world
so many real worlds
worlds within worlds
worlds within those worlds
closed worlds
open worlds
secret worlds
there are known knowns and unknown knowns
and known unknowns and unknown unknowns
yeah I heard that from a guy
I heard had been told just how much people like me needed to know
I spoke to someone
they stopped and grabbed my arm and hissed
forget everything!
I come from the real world!
and bill had the gun in his hand
his wife lay dead on the lawn
he turned to anybody and said...
bring me my liar
douglas was in bed with a young girl
mary walked into the room
he said "who are you goin to believe? me or your eyes?"
he lit a cigarette and stared
the girl got dressed and left
comforted his wife made his bed and waked out himself
are you fuckin with me?
are you fuckin with me?
you don’t know what I’m not talkin about
you don’t know what I’m not sayin’
Track Name: I was a country boy
I was a country boy ...... boy was I country
I was outside lookin on
everything was happening somewhere else
I could see the whole thing..............everybody
I believed everything
I believed everybody else first
I couldn’t believe myself
I thought they must know what they are doin’
who was I to enter the scene
I was a country boy ...................boy was I country
I was open to the world
I was flat
I believed everybody
I couldn’t believe myself
I was last in line
I smiled and let people into my house
I was polite
I had a background in backgrounds
all the players came out to play
I took people as they came
I let them walk all over me
then i had enough
I shrugged and threw them off
I moved and they had nothin to stand on
I let em all talk
then i smiled and walked I waited till they forgot then I made my move
I was a country boy ...................boy was I country
I hear what youre sayin ..its so compressed... you know the room
I heard my voice disappear into the air
I had to listen for so long
I was a country boy .................I liked to make it look easy
whatever i was doin
I slouched around it and looked away as I made my pass
Track Name: punk dies
you ain’t no punk
punk
real punks never get anywhere
they die in the bus garage with the engine on
real punks lose and lose again
punk dies
real punks get beaten up
real punks go down fast
real punks limp
get pissed real quick
punk dies
real punks live on cough medicine
they weren’t built to last
you’ve had too many square meals , man
we can’t see your bones
real punks can’t see themselves anywhere
real punks don’t wanna
real punks don’t leave a trace
real punks get in first and beat themselves up
punk dies
Track Name: I needed someone to find me
sometimes I think I could've almost been wrong
perhaps I could've gone in harder ……perhaps I could've been a little smarter
paid more attention to my major mask ….kept my mouth shut more often
I could have let people find me in their own way but I was in a hurry
I wanted someone to find me but only in a way that I wanted (to be found)
I set the scene and fluffed the lights…and waited
then I had to rush out and press the button to stop the traffic so they could cross
otherwise….I know now ….I would have stayed in that scene forever
but I wanted someone to find me ……I had the greatest story to tell
I was holding my breath
down here…baby….down here I have something wild for you
you know it wouldn't work if I had to travel and play it out in the regular fields
my scenes were all in place down here, baby….down here
I have something precious for you
I needed someone to find me ……to get off the ground and fly
it wouldn't play otherwise
I know I would be sittin here forever
I could have been smart and played dumb and left the room the way I found it
….its my room I have to play in
and I needed people to find me in my pain and anguish
none of it seemed particularly painful or anguished anywhere else
I wanted someone to find me and then they would raise the alarm
and a crowd would gather around and I would be taken away
I could have gotten out of your way guv and respected the room a bit more
but I was in such a hurry
Track Name: crime and underwear
I can’t speak my mind
I can’t see the day
People might hear the wrong thing
Somethin’ you don’t know you’re saying
Not everybodys here- that’s the problem- ever
Somebody died just before I started to sing this song
Then a whole bunch of people came into the room
Its like the room is moving
Like it’s a carriage on a train
It was already movin’
Some of the people – I never saw them get on
Must’ve come from above - perhaps below
Its not the same world I started with – in my mind and all around
I was walking through it
it was inside me too
Things I said were things I could say
I was throwin’ thunderbolts at will
Yeah, I used to sit down at the table and grab handfulls of the shit
I could grab handfulls of the shit
Now, I dunno
My reach is longer
My hands are soft
Now I know what I’m touchin’ and it spooks me
All I knew was the beginning now I’m fixed on the end
I was hurling thunderbolts at will
Crime and underwear
That’s what people understood
Thats what they heard best
That’s what I stick to
Crime and underwear
Its best to use a net
Make some sort of trap
Crime and underwear
Thats the key that this song is in