Courting

by IVY ST

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    12" vinyl. Limited to 300 copies. Rob O'Connor artwork.
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released March 4, 2014

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IVY ST Melbourne, Australia

Formed in Hobart in 2008, Ivy St’s debut album, Picture Machine, was described as “Easily one of the finest local debuts of the year” (Polaroids of Androids), while writing in The Monthly, Robert Forster described the band as “…very 1981, with bludgeoning bass and hysterical vocals, but it is powerful and confident and melodically well grounded.”

Their second album, Courting, was released in 2014
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Track Name: Ten Ounces in the Sticks
All these bright stars over warehouses
- and whilst most of it’s true -
But there's trams trailing out
to the suburbs where the youths
Sit there quietly, but making noise
of which most of it's not heard
but for the essential election of rot

Now with pay grades that don't differ
as the backslaps are laid thick
my chip tightens it's grip deeper
to the point where it's fixed
on some boots tied rather tight
making marks all on the porch
the flagship placement of rot

Out of pockets, strives and share houses
The twitching hand lunges to mouth
They were much bigger, and on the uptake,
It's evenly split,
in the south.

Now we're lonely. Oh so lonely
where the troops that gather thick
We're further from the familiar
ten ounces in the sticks
Reading all the same papers
but so much further from the side
Where you face, and your name are lost.

Head on to windy, windening streets where old nature
pines for realpolitik
Now my townie eyes are aching
like a virgin candle stick
Though each footstep lands the same
now the sidewalk yells in chalk:
"I want it all, but I have nothing, so perhaps now it's time that we should talk"