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Full Circle
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Folk Rock with a really odd progression in the chorus.
prog flute cello psychedelic banjo political mandolin sax rock folk pygmy beat
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Folk rock meets blues rock whilst occassionally veering into psychedelic and prog rock.
Pygmy Beat: Terry Berman - vocals, sax, piano, flute, recorder & Catholic guilt; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion & Protestant longing; Roland - drums, percussion & digital watches; RAMI - occasional drums; Gerry Steele - frequent lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - frequent recent drums Pygmy Beat Augmented: Joe Mizzi - recent vocals Gerry Steele - lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - drums ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Pygmy Beat Extended: Patricia Vogelenzang - vocals Erik - Drums & Percussion; Greg Loyacano - Drums & some guitars; Gerry Steele - most lead guitar solos; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Rob Green - vocals & lead - Listen Like Brian; Trudy Newell - vocals; Casey Wells - vocals. Miriam & I: Miriam Webb - vocals, arrangements & good cello. ray cochrane - bass, guitar, bad cello, percussion & arrangements. Roland - hand punched programmed drums. The Newlings: Eric Drabwell - vocals, guitars ray cochrane - bass, guitars, cello Bandi - drums
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #62
Peak in subgenre #3
Author
Berman Cochrane
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Berman Cochrane
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January 27, 2008
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:45
Story behind the song
A song about the conflict between self determination, invasion, integration, paternalism, genocide & marginalisation for Australia's indigenous population Heavily remixed over time with assistance from Homerecording.com's mixing clinic - thanks Camel Comm.! This current version is almost the preferred clinic version - but has a repaired drum track & some bottom end added.
Lyrics
Full Circle The razor’s edge is getting even finer You always try to walk the middle line Swapping baubles for a country The gaudy trinkets lose their shine Smooth the pillow, spread the blanket Move the trouble makers out of town Dreary nightmares on the outskirts Visions flee from the people’s mind Dreary nightmares on the outskirts Visions flee from But is it better to live & get your spirit from a bottle Or is it better to die, Let your spilt blood feed the ground? Is it better to live, Shield you hope just like a candle, Waiting for full circle As time turns back the tide? Bitter struggles on the skyline The clear sky flows through the bloodshot tears. The fights were long & draining Warriors have long time broke their spears Harsh separation from their mother Breathing in a brave new home Seems there’s no future in the future And sparks of angst fly from the stone Seems there’s no future in the future The brave new world has tried & failed But is it better to live & get your spirit from a bottle Or is it better to die, Let your spilt blood feed the ground? Is it better to live, Shield you hope just like a candle, Waiting for full circle As time turns back the tide? What’s a nation? What’s a country? Is there a choice anyway? All the hope of conquered peoples Have dried up & blown away. Hissalik & Maralinga Muaroua, Passenchdale Once more the country’s on a platter To new logos we’ll all be nailed Once more the country’s on a platter The brave new world has tried & failed So is it better to live & get your spirit from a bottle Or is it better to die, Let your spilt blood feed the ground? Is it better to live, Shield you hope just like a candle, Waiting for full circle As time turns back the tide?
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