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ADVENTURES IN AUSLAND

by JAMES COOK

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1.
There's too much to dream of, It's a full metal racket We're sound asleep to shortcomings, meaning nothing. Fed on information, starved of an outlet. Soon, forever means another ending. Stop to think, try to remember the mirror, practice, poise Locked away all night, raising Bees in November Catch the cold, surrender your warmth to a vortex Suck the phantom oxygen it's inside you Seek to stutter slowly, you are the breath of an angel Quell the fire, it extinguishes your elation. Stop to think, try to remember the mirror, practice, poise Locked away all night, raising Bees in November Stop to think, try to remember the mirror practice poison member Stop to think, try to remember the way we all felt in December Stop to think, try to remember Bees in November
2.
Like a dragon of intervention, there was a blossom in my heart For the love that waits a thousand years, may the end become the start At the moment we hit clarity as our skin was intertwined, Our love became a charity for the pearls amongst the swine Oh lover! Lovely Lilly! You take the stars out of the sea Oh lover! Lovely Lilly! You take the stars out of me As I passed the painted circle full of the ladies in peach dresses They danced around my questions, all the night had kept me guessing The riddles of their lovers became the armies to their quest And as i fell into the circle, we forgot about the rest Oh lover! Lovely Lilly! You take the stars out of the sea Oh lover! Lovely Lilly! You take the stars out of me I walked through darkened corridors and fought with all my strength Passed rooms with painted animals, they laughed at my distress The walls were getting narrower, I swore I saw your face I tripped and fell into you arms, I thought I was awake Oh lover! Lovely Lilly! You took the stars out of the sea Oh lover! Lovely Lilly! You took the stars out of me You took the pain from my face, You gave me love and changed my fate You took the stars out of me.
3.
The markets crumble, the bailouts close Cash cow pensions will be swallowed Ten percent of the nation will be allright But there's nothing left inside our bankrolls Dance the last financial tango Pick those pennies off the floor Give them everything you've got Those repayments aren't enough, let them repossess your soul Lock up your passports and your credit clones On information social networks Electronic lockdown's not so far away All rainy days with soon be cashless So, dance the last financial tango Pick those euros off the floor Give them everything you've got Let the bailiffs take the lot, and transfer it all offshore Dance the last financial tango Pick those dollars off the floor Give them everything you've got If your families aren't enough, then the government will fall
4.
Plant the black seed into the dark soil Soon, the crisis will receed and grow Resume positions, enable devices Marching forward, absorbing another lifetime Remember the 60s, and other excuses When does a mishap become a tragedy? For Dog Arms & Dilemmas I am the traveller the devil will not answer To stock responses, dividing voices According to policy My snap decisions, inherent within the system Are Dog Arms & Dilemmas You are my dilemma
5.
ART DECO 02:58
This landscape of beauty, with plastic adornments It's the shape of the future, slowly wiped from the memory The luxury of junk, a generation remembers We skipped austerity. The gold from the bronze age was ripped from the skyline How come we lost our way? From the majesty of modern echoes How come we lost our way? There was nothing better than Art Deco This disembodied timezone, such a gentle reminder We ushered in the machine age, from a provincial slumber This civilian nightmare is the downtown echo of forgotten laughter How come we lost our way? From the majesty of modern echoes How come we lost our way? There was nothing better than Art Deco How come we lost our way?
6.
1929, 2001, 1963. We're killing time, drinking tea, spending cash, planting seeds I heard it on the BBC about the era of prosperity Where did it go? Let's get in our time machines and Bring it back! Bring back the boom, bring it back, bring back, bring back the boom Bring back the boom, bring it back, bring back, bring back the boom I started my apprentiship in 1979 With my history books and my scarf and my timeless sense of style The Borgias and the Nazis could not overwhelm my guile So let's unburn all the books and put the jack boots on the fire Bring back the boom, bring it back, bring back, bring back the boom Bring back the boom, bring it back, bring back, bring back the boom We have all the time in the world, my darling So let's put the wheelbarrows in the back and fill them full of cash. Let's go to the moon! Let's all go to the moon!
7.
THE BLACKOUT 03:19
Casting a darker shadow, Forming a shape on my pillow Written in breath on a mirror Words that will stay with me forever I never meant to throw it all away But memory will chase me forever When can I open my eyes again? If I wait for the blackout, will I wait for you forever? There's a black cat, shut out Locked inside this cold December We have a history that's hollow Holes in our nature will follow Time for you to rewrite the story We are basking in our reflected glory When there's nothing left will you remember us? Sorrow will fill you like an empty cup This melody fades into the autumn light You will wait for the blackout, as you wait for me forever. There's a black cat, shut out Locked inside this cold December If I wait for the blackout, will I wait for you forever? There are black cats, shut out They will be in the snow forever
8.
JAMIE 03:33
And if, one day, I should become a wedding singer to the young I'd sing for all the yummy mummies I'd croon my heart out every night In fake Las Vegas neon lights, like some 50's Argentinian My name would be Antonio, a burning torch, the new Tom Jones 'Retro king of the modern age' Young girls' wet knickers on the stage I'd have to get drunk every night, viagra pills and fishnet tights Plastic surgery delights, like decorated Christmas Trees In the drunken haze of a dressing room, Pink elephants would sing of doom A childhood song would come to me About the time they called me 'Jamie' If I could be, for only an hour If I could be, for an hour every day If I could be, like Andy Warhol said 'The brainless babe of this media age' And if i joined the social world The London life, the Geldof girls Then I could be the new Hugh Hefner My records would be number one 10 million views on all my songs, With cover versions on 'X Factor' My name would then be Simon Cowell Plucking stars out of my bowels Import a whiskey entourage of phoney queers and real virgins Then I would shut down all the banks So i could buy out Goldman Sachs And leave the ruling classes ranks WikiLeaking in their own pants In some crack den in Chinatown With Amy, Pete and Kurt Cobain I'd sing the song that gave me fame About the time they called me 'Jamie' If I could be, for only an hour If I could be, for an hour every day If I could be, in Justin Bieber's place As 'the brainless babe of this media age' Then in the glorious afterlife, singing to angels through the night I would reflect my past transgressions As they would harmonise with me, I'd look down at my legacy And teach the world a few more lessons Then I would be the Holy Ghost I would become omnipotent Pronounce my holy manifesto with a beard like Fidel Castro I would become the Three Wise Monkeys Give salvation to the junkies Break my heart to make things right And know that every single night... When I return to be redeemed Angels and Devils sing to me The childhood song of all those years About the time they called me 'Jamie' If I could be, for only an hour If I could be, for an hour every day If I could be, at a decent hourly rate 'The brainless babe of this internet age'
9.
TIDAL WAVE 04:04
Unfaithful, shiny and playful You're like water, an invitation to disorder Ungrateful, bitter and spiteful You're like vinyl, you reflect me like a rival But I'm not sure if I'm having a fit So hook me up to the National Grid The meaning is lost when the vision is done And my fingers are burnt by the alien sun It's such a tidal wave when you're an ocean Proving the people wrong, knowing a weakness A tidal wave when you're an ocean Watching the scenery, waiting for feeling Unstable, there's no money for the disabled You need a diamond to cut through the asylum It's not paid for, there's no money on the table Just like Jesus facing the receivers But I'm not sure if I'm having a fit So hook me up to the National Grid The meaning is lost when the vision is done And my fingers are burnt by the alien sun It's such a tidal wave when you're an ocean Proving the people wrong, knowing a weakness A tidal wave when you're an ocean Watching the scenery, waiting for feeling I'm faithful, infallible, ungrateful, just like an animal I'm not sure if I'm having a fit So hook me up to the National Grid
10.
November we rise, November we fall Waiting for snow in late December Whenever we fly, our chariot calls This is the land of false horizon We rise, we fall, we cry, we crawl I'm escaping, I'm evading, I'm erasing, not invading Outside, outside please tell me where your country lies Outside, outside please tell me why your country lies?

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This is JAMES COOK's second solo album.

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released November 20, 2014

Written, Produced, Engineered, Recorded by James Cook @ DEEPSEE Studios Berlin/London

Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Synths, Programming: James Cook
Drums, percussion and drum edits: Tom Marsh
Violin/Oboe/Viola: Anne Marie Kirby
Violins: Ed Bruggemeyer, Ros Wilks
Viola: Charlie Stock
Cellos: Terezie Kovalova, Rhiannon Lock, Evie Anderson
Trumpets: Jake Stoddard
Sax: Tom Leaper
Piano on BRING BACK THE BOOM: Oliver Ralfe
Bass Guitar on BEES IN NOVEMBER: Martyn Stary
Opera Singing and whistling on FINANCIAL TANGO: Evie Anderson
Guitar solo on THE BLACKOUT: Anton Barbeau

Brass Arrangements: James Cook
String Arrangements: Anne Marie Kirby/James Cook

Drum recorded by Smity @ Soundevice, Prague and Ed East @ Studio East, Berlin.


Mixed by James Cook, Milan Adamik and Nicola Sannino
Mastered by Milan Adamik@ Masterworks, London

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James Cook made 3 albums between 2004/8 w/London indie electro outfit NEMO. 2010's' The Dollhouse' project preceded 5 solo albums. 'Arts and Sciences' (2012). 'Adventures in Ausland' (2014) 'Anti Love Songs' (2016). 'tHE nEW nORMAL' (2020). Compilations JAMES NEMO (vol one), JAMES COOK (vol one) plus two covers albums lead to a 5th solo studio album proper in 2024 ... more

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