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Measured In Moons

by Kate Crowley

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1.
Marrar Moon 04:22
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Well it’s four below zero in Marrar tonight, I’m flat on my back laying in the moonlight, and I’m thinking way back to the night before, when we toasted the fires roar, yeah we toasted the fires roar. You say the moon is non-verbal but ive heard her cry “I’ll put on a show for you bastards tonight” then she eclipsed and then she eclipsed. But she must have been kind of shy, cause she only blinked half an eye.   At the dawn of the day we were mourning the stars, then they were replaced by a million galahs, we mucked around while you played your guitars, and I said “hey watch this Trude, its my impression of the moon” then I eclipsed, then I eclipsed, but I must have been kind of high, cause I just couldn’t wipe this smile.   From Marrar to Wagga to Walwa to you, ill drive seven hours to the smog and the gloom and my shed in Brunswick doesn’t have a great view, but I can still see the Marrar moon, ill light a fire and think of you, think of you the Marrar moon.   But she must have been kind of shy, cause she only blinked half an eye and I must have been kind of high, cause I just couldn’t wipe this smile
2.
Chelsea Hotel No.4 03:52
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Well I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were talking so brave and so sweet Giving me head on the unmade bed While the limousines wait in the street.   Those were the reasons and that was New York We were running for the money and the flesh That was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left   But you got away didn't you baby You just turned your back on the crowd You got away I never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you And all of that jiving around   Well I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were famous your heart was a legend You told me again you prefer handsome men  But for me you would make an exception   Then clenching your fists for the ones like us Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty You fixed yourself and said “well never mind, We are ugly but we have the music”   But you got away didn't you baby You just turned your back on the crowd You got away I never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you And all of that jiving around   I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best I cant keep track of each fallen robin But I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel That's all I don't even think of you that often
3.
Lake Baikal 03:55
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You wrote to me from Canada I wrote right back from the land of OZ Vancouver is frozen on the 8th of December And in Melbourne its rain rain rain In Melbourne its rain rain rain   One of these days, one of these days We should both just up and leave You’d agree to meet me someplace in between One of these days, one of these days We should both just up and leave You’d agree to meet me someplace in between Your land my land and the sea   I was out rambling on the night that we first met Stumbled on a square dance, found a tall man, and I asked him for a cigarette. But now what I wouldn’t pay to hear you read to me, read to me Lay me down and then read to me   One of these days, one of these days We should both just up and leave You’d agree to meet me someplace in between One of these days, one of these days We should both just up and leave You’d agree to meet me someplace in between Your land my land and the sea   Oh Lake Baikal Ill meet you at Lake Baikal   I can see you lying there, whisky in your hand The banjos on the bed again, Here I go, here I stand I tell you that I must go, this aint my land Then you pull me close and we sway to the band Sway to the band   One of these days, one of these days We should both just up and leave You’d agree to meet me someplace in between One of these days, one of these days We should both just up and leave You’d agree to meet me someplace in between Your land my land and the sea   Oh Lake Baikal Ill meet you at Lake Baikal
4.
Double Negative 03:44
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Maybe you should alter your perspective Cause all Im picking up on is negative No I don't’t like the way you looked at me All side long all winter long   And I aint never hurt no body No I aint never hurt no one All winter long   Maybe just a few Maybe I hurt one or two   But I am just a vessel for sympathy I carry the weight that you left for me   No women don't forget They’ve got no time for regret   You wait in the jaws of a new year And I jump crazy forward to show you That there aint noth’n to fear And I am on a short leash And I’m lead by the moon And maybe baby that is why I always jump to soon   But listen here Im still choking on last years tears, choking on last years tears I said “boom” listen here Im still choking on last years tears  And I am on a short leash and I’m lead by the moon
5.
Skeletons And Sirens 07:16
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keletons and sirens all on the shores of the Aran Islands   I could have a man in every port I could have left a trail of broken buoys That's not what I wanted though it’s hardly a choice If you listen carefully to my voice   I was sailing east on the rising tide My trusty boat my sails hoisted high The hull was patched with paper the colour of milk The sails were woven of hair The texture of the rawest silk   Oh no no oh no no no Now there came something strange It came when the wind changed, And French soldiers told me That your love is like a storm at sea   I awoke awash on a foreign shore The birds had stolen my sails and both my oars Three women of the sea They approached me And speaking in pirates French,  They asked me   They said “oh no girl, where have you been no clothes, no hair, no skin? Oh it must, it must have been the devil the devil you have seen”   And I said oh no no no No there came something strange It came when the wind changed, And French soldiers told me That your love is like a storm at sea   So I climbed aboard the sailors boat The hull was cast of iron and sails were stone It was the company that lent this vessel buoyancy And we sailed on peacefully On six of the seven seas Six of the seven seas   As we sailed on so long The flesh it scattered from my bones Leaving only skeleton exposed A swirling from the sea arose   I cried Oh no no no Oh no no no   Now when I sing, its in the shape of a wave Yes now when I sing its in the shape of a wave Watch me watch me dissipate In the shape of a wave In the shape of a wave.
6.
End Of The World Blues 03:25
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Well see this old lady, she used to be crazy She used to be happy, but not today Cause she is grey Grey is right next to blue   Well somebody told me, that this old lady That this old lady, that she is doomed And its true But it's the same for me and you   And there’s something about knowing when your time is through Cause the water is rising before my eyes I got the end of the world blues   Well I had me a lover, three winters long now Thought he was my man, thought he was strong But now he’s gone Son of a bitch is gone He said “oh let me hold you, honey don't cry, Just let me tell you, let me tell you one more lie” Lord knows how they lie   But you’re better off alone When you got the end of the world blues Cause the water is rising before my eyes I got the end of the world blues   Well I don't know exactly what we are, Don’t think I’ll grow old Don’t think we’ll make it that far Not if what I say is true   We should all have a serious case Off the end of the world blues Cause the water is rising before my eyes I got the end of the world blues
7.
Little Activist 02:45
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Well this passive little activist Has found an active activist A fierce and wild activist With which to share my world He is tall dark and animated Gorgeous in the strangest ways And I would scratch out all their eyes, Just to be your girl   He’s got the courage of his conviction, I’ve gone and traded in my old addictions, For just a little more time, I need a little more time just a little more time   First you roll me up then unravel me You’re all tenderness then you challenge me Seems I can’t see a single way that I can’t be your girl But I can’t be your girl   I’ve got the courage of my convictions I may have hesitated but baby listen I need a little more time, just a little more time
8.
Tree Sit 03:19
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Well I'm still searching for that perfect tree sit, No one threatening to chop me down, This is real high society Ain't no one on the ground for miles around   Ba baba baba ba Ba baba baba baba ba Ladada lada da da da   And I peer through the leaves of the neighbouring trees I see my sisters and brothers and their husbands and lovers Yes I peer through the leaves of the neighbouring trees I see my sisters and brothers and their husbands and lovers   On a northerly wind it comes, The sound of pounding, like thunder on the drums My brothers are marking time Perched way up here among the vine   Ba baba baba ba Ba baba baba baba ba Ladada lada da da da   And I peer through the leaves of the neighboring trees I see my sisters and brothers and their husbands and lovers Yes I peer through the leaves of the neighboring trees I see my sisters and brothers and their husbands and lovers   If you’re looking for ways to be free Hoist yourself up here to the canopy, Raise your voice, swing your legs and sing With all the other songbirds Out here on a limb   We know how to begin     Ba baba baba ba Ba baba baba baba ba Ladada lada da da da
9.
Whisper 06:11
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Midday on a Thursday, on smith st Collingwood Im retracing my steps through the wayward old neighbourhood The corner’s looking lonely, mob’s not out today The talk in the post office is of the moon last night And how it bought the crazies This whole towns fucking crazy   No it’s not the kind of place where you whisper Oh no it’s not the kind of place where you whisper   Im walking past the park bench see the crazy drunk Irishman He looks at me and screams “hey girl, you ever been to Galway?” Well what a girl to say I said of course I been to Galway I’ve been to Dublin, to Cork and all the way back to Galway bay   No it’s not the kind of place where you whisper Oh no it’s not the kind of place where you whisper It's the kind of place where you scream it out red faced With that taste in your mouth That taste in your mouth And that stain on your blouse   So I sit down on the park bench and ask ”are you homesick?” He said “ill spit this out real quick, I need I need a woman’s perspective” “OK you’ll have to be more clear you see, a woman’s perspective, the concepts just endless” I turn to go he grabs my hand His name is Frank he says “and her name is Maggie and I love her”   I said “I’ll spread the word” Guess I’ll be late for work   No it’s not the kind of place where you whisper Oh no, it’s not the kind of place, where you whisper It's the kind of place where you scream it out red faced With that taste in your mouth That taste in your mouth And that big ugly stain on your blouse   Many moons ago I lived above he pub down the road Fewer moons ago I lived below the road Underground Trying to cut out some sound   But it’s not that kind of place
10.
Winter 03:27
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In a moment of lapsed concentration I turned my back on the sun Could have sworn I was ready for winter to come Now I know that I didn't optimize The rays that I should use to revitalize my weary eyes Now I’m squinting through the glare The shame of trees with their branches bare   Now that winter has come, Hold me closer Now that winter has come, My bravery is all but gone   On the dark side of the mountain Days are shutting up shop much too soon Oh the nights are stretching on I’ve grown so tired of the moon And the mud on my driveway Is in cahoots with the ice on the grass blades   Now that winter has come, Hold me closer Now that winter has come, My bravery is all but gone   Just when I think That the madness runs deep That there will be no reprieve In bursts spring It’s such a shiny thing
11.
Song For The Moon 03:39
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When she looked up and into the moon The impression was left in her minds eye A silver white disk in her brain That she would recall Again and again and again and again   She is up to her neck in the mud And she’s calling for me I don't have a stick or a rope I can throw If I reach out now, I’ll tumble down into the mud Tumble down, down, down, down   Na na na nana Na na na na na nana na Na na na nana Na na na na na nana na   She saw the moon and called it bananas But It doesn’t matter, cause the moon would still answer She don’t care for semantics, the moon isn’t verbal A brother’s a sister, a lover’s a killer It's the moon   She is up to her neck in the mud And she’s calling for me I don't have a stick or a rope I can throw If I reach out now, I’ll tumble down into the mud Tumble down, down, down, down   Na na na nana Na na na na na nana na Na na na nana Na na na na na nana na

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As far as I know, there was no notable lunar event that led to the creation of Measured in Moons. I can however attest to the weird and wonderful happenings of the eve of the 24th day of the second month of 2012.

Attending a jam session, at a friend’s house, I began to suspect shenanigans, when other unexpected folk began arriving. There was no way I could begin to imagine the extent and impact of what was in store.
Bam! All of a sudden there I was being presented with a gorgeous, hand quilted, oversized cheque. Bewildered, I instinctively grabbed my mum’s hand like a bamboozled child. I held onto her as the tale of Joshua and Sivan’s plot unravelled. I had spoken to both of these lovely people on many occasions of recording another album, but alas, my coin jar was empty. So they decided to begin a secret online callout for donations to get the ball rolling. I’m still shocked by their actions and the amazingly generous response of not only friends and family, but of musicians and strangers. So here goes . . .

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released March 10, 2014

Kate Crowley – Vocal, Guitar
Rob Moss - Vocal, Clarinet, Guitar
Michael Waugh- Vocal
Todd Mayhew – Banjo, Vocal
Coen Dixon – Percussion, Vocal
Sivan Agam – Vocal, Cello
Hugh McDonald - Bass
Joshua Collings - Harmonica
Daniella Lucchetti - Vocal
Rebbeca Harris - Piano

Hugh Mcdonald - Recording and Production
Joshua Collings - Photography, Design, Cinematography

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"With a voice like a force of nature, an effortlessly compelling presence, and a repertoire of finally honed gems, Kate Crowley will have even the soberest punter well intoxicated by the evenings end."

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