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Folk Bait

by Bait Expansion

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1.
Xmas Song 05:03
The table & the chair Were as angry as they Had ever been Angry with frustration And with disappointment & somehow angry with joy & thanksgiving But the table & chair Were stuck in bloody Xmas traffic Fat arses sitting on Their heads Keeping them apart They could see the joke But somehow this wisdom Made them angry too & so they waited Splintering with heat Till closing time & the dark came & they could be alone & finally vent their rage & let go of the pain For a few hours Like the first Xmas day Like the very first Xmas A baby born Healthy, cherubic & made for this world For one night Light came into the dark & the two of them Just sat there Not speaking a word Just staring with wonder Oh joy! at the beauty of his face ©Malachi Doyle 2013.
2.
Yellow chewing gum In the herb garden Chattin with the tanbark and the Chilli pods A blue conversation About the state of the nation Hey plants and inanimate things Can say what they need They don't have the luxury Of going to the pub A little sparrow came by To see what all the chatter was When a metal saw Played thought police And silenced even my sauce and chips The louder the drone The grander the throne But I said to the judge If ud just shut up And let words dislocate Things rarely sound like they mean Or have unintended consequences at the least Why shouldn't the gum and the tanbark and the chillis Have freedom of speech Before the cleaner collects Just carrying out orders To make the neighbourhood Peachy Pigeonally It was good to hear them laugh Such stuff is infectious Thinkin anyway while the moralist pries The truly moral Doesn't eavesdrop on flies. ©Malachi Doyle 2014.
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Spancil Hill 05:46
4.
Beetroot nuts and bolts To build wooden cars The rivers of blood in the smoked green cheese globe Free hot chocolate with every purchase Fishtailing down hangover road Sit still sit still Don't attempt poetry U have nothing to say But word upon word & u can’t polish a turd The owl touched down In a spaghetti sweater With murder on its crow Pitchness in its heart To make a false start To excrete doughnut dough into Bubbling tears Ring a ring a rosey And in the depths to fight the years. ©Malachi Doyle 2014.
5.
Little star 02:25
I twice wrote of limitless eyes & accidentally described a spy Camouflaged in a camisole But the rabbits these days are virtual & they f#*% everybody in reach & there’s so much you know to teach & couples can be fun As long as u walk sometimes run & add Tabasco to everything & make me small when I sing Coz I obey stupid t-shirts & listen to tired experts It took 20 years From experiment to vagabond tears I wonder why you hang so low & do not sparkle anymore Little star little star Daughters of Venus & monkey bars ©Malachi Doyle 2013.

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Bait are “rare exponents of the personal. They can easily perform traditional songs in all their glory with facility but they choose instead, through unique melodic and syntactical composition, to explore their own reality, a reality informed by (post)modernity and popular culture but not limited to their limiting assumptions.

There is always something inexplicable their work, something unnervingly intimate, something unexpected in a time of knowing better, when the moment suddenly realizes it might not know anything at all beyond the wonder of itself...

Bait, quite unfashionably, believe people face each other with ingeniousness and things actually make sense and even philosophers can still take heart in a beautiful truth which is 'us' and hey - there's even room for innocence.” – George Genovese.

Contact: artshallbefree@yahoo.com

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released August 24, 2014

Mikey Maginness - pluckin & pickin
Malachi Doyle - strummin, hittin & callin
George Genovese - namin
Daniele Noel - whisperin

Produced by Bait 2014.
Mastered by Nathan Farrelly

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Bait Colac, Australia

Formed in western Victoria in 2003, Bait have expanded to included non-Bait members: beloved poets. A place of dreaming and wielding words for the clear moment of the honey butterfly eye, and the eternal name of Jah Rastafari. Tribal reggae rhythms and Irish folk moods. A place without a postcard, galvanized by Peter Tosh's enlightened livacy. Think listening to the world with a flower in your ear ... more

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