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Ben Salter Import Export Volume II

by Ben Salter

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    The second collection of material recorded in my little studio in the bowels of the Museum of Old & New Art in nipaluna/Hobart, lutruwita/Tasmania, roughly covering the period from late January to the end of February 2021 and featuring collaborations with Tom Redwood, Sam Dowson, Jacqueline Dortmans, Free Live Sports (Steve Rose & Madeleine Laing), Renae Collett, Glenn Richards (Augie March), Dean Stevenson, Hannah Morrell (The Dead Maggies) and Georgia Knight.
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Where you gonna take me now?
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Garibaldi 05:26
Garibaldi Georgia Knight & Ben Salter 2021 Staring at a hook in the wall Growing kind of bored of it all My mouth tasting of tar A thousand kicks and punches A hundred gala lunches And now we’re sitting in the car Bloom & Brine, Spume & spine Don’t tell your dreams to anybody Fall away, From the inside Now I’m floating, Now I’m free A new face on the poetry scene Half the class are pastoralists The other half are local people A damaged reputation An elaborate fabrication Gather all the facts Take it to the bodily max From my hair, To my hide Every part of me, Is so holy Fall away, From the inside Now I’m floating, Now I’m free I just want you to be happy And I want to be happy too Bloom & Brine, Spume & spine Don’t tell your dreams to anybody Fall away, From the inside Now I’m floating, Now I’m free From my hair, To my hide Every part of me, Is so holy Garibaldi united Italy But I’m so divided So misguided
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I’ve become acutely aware I’ve been watching myself for some time What hidden meaning are we digging for here Your shirt undone The race has been run Empty signification I need to go on vacation From myself I’ve been watching myself I’ve been watching myself I’ve become deeply concerned I’ll surrender myself By and by What giddy goal are we shooting for here An uninhibited flow It’s our time to go I draw my own perverse conclusions Labour within the arcane delusions I’m encircled by So self satisfied
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I got the data mining blues Meet myself in Russia South Dakota or Ukraine I could Into static pool I drop Pleasure and pleasure I am the make model and measure Data mining blues Data mining blues again Lit, lit It’s lit The path is lit And I’m climbing And I’ll wrap you up And I’ll tuck you out of sight ANd the salt blown grass freezes us freezes us And I may never get out of this chair I may never get out of this chair Hmmm data mining blues Will you be mined? Will you be mined? Will you be mined? Well I wait a measure of victory A grinning fool for all to see I await your luxury your symmetry Your destiny Plumb the depths of us Canary whistle from this data mine Canary whistle from this data mine Well I woke again with those data mining blues Hitched myself to a matrix post And they flayed the skin from my back Laid out my memory to roast And now he’s back I guess it’s all gone now I guess we’ll have to start again Again and then That kabuki lady She drives me crazy I‘d forgotten what that argument was even all about I would be your little devil You would be my cloud That little cloud
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I’ve entered a world of calm I fell into the pool from the balcony I’ve entered a world of calm And you nearly gave the game away I’ve entered a world of calm Water, bringing of life I’ve entered a world of calm Let the sensation wash all over me I’ve entered a world of calm I’ve entered a world of calm I’m sitting quite still and my eyes are unfocused I’ve entered a world of calm There may be calamity but I have not noticed For I’ve entered a world of calm I have surrendered to gravity I fell into the pool from the balcony I let the sensation wash over me I’m terrified One day I’m gonna die Spontaneous indiscriminate alchemy An aching abdominal cavity A bastard behind the eyes One day I’m gonna die I’ve entered a world of calm I’ve entered a world of calm I fell into the pool from the balcony I’ve entered a world of calm You nearly gave the game away I’ve entered a world of calm Water, bringer of life I’ve entered a world of calm Calm, calm, calm
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Awake, sleeping I fell out of my nocturnal creeping Wait, I’ll have to get up, get up I’ve started something Started something And you occupy the crease And you terminate your lease And we started something
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Gone, To Launceston Music & Words by Ben Salter Gone, to Launceston, again Get into the car and drive straight to the bar and start drinking with my boyfriends And I had plenty to say cause After all, it was my birthday And I’m gone, to Launceston, again Gone, to Launceston again Smoking dope at the door of hope That 50 really was a godsend Drunk on that flamboyant beer Getting in everybody’s ear Cause I’m gone, to Launceston, again Gone, to Launceston, again I’m gorging away on a beautiful day Unlikely to re-offend Max has his tongue in my ear And there is nothing to fear Cause I’m gone to Launceston again Gone, to Launceston, again Gone, to Launceston, again
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Fight Song 03:17
Are you actually doing this right now? Is there a logic somehow? And are you really feeling okay? Or is it just a thing that you feel like you have to say? Like yesterday, we were walking And I had a feeling there was something on your mind This is really, it’s really happening Right now Right now (Fight, or don’t fight, you’re right, left, turn left, turn right) And I can’t sit still How do you suggest we progress? We move forward the same old thing This is really happening I and I We put our reputations on the line Falling, falling Gravity I feel so heavy I feel so heavy Let’s go to mass Or something like that Fight, or don’t fight
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It’s a sort of Martyr-like self negation Coming from A place of extreme frustration And it’s a kind of Curse you carry with you And curse is the right word I’ll just sit down for a spell And somewhere there’s a list of authors That I have never read And here we go again And you know I should not have said that Sometimes he makes me crazy And I made it up the hill And down the hill And into bed (and here we go again) It’s a kind of martyr like self negation And here we go again And here we go again And here we go again You’re so wise and kind my friend I’m in the, I’m in the sameregi - ster I’m in the I’m in the same register And I’m waiting On a friend Signposts and markers Darker and darker I can’t make out the words Or is it that I can’t understand the language Experimental And maybe I’ve forgotten There’s something rotten in me You gotta run the demon out You gotta run the demon out Cause maybe I’d forgotten There’s something rotten in me And here we go again You have to love yourself my friend I think you have to love yourself To completion
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Nowhere Else 04:36
Nowhere else On day twenty three that’s Where I’d rather be Nowhere else From the side to the side And up and down the walls Nowhere else On the TV The birds and bee bees I’m just repeating myself No E How the be the life of the party 1971 I’m trying to outwit this virus You might understand or Step around the corner For a cheeky cheeky cheeky Does it make you feel uncomfortable yeah? N E Trying to disprove the science (of) Ultraviolence (SWAP) Of a deft three piece Underneath They complete me Harness that race driver Flog him till he’s dead Hang him by his head And put a bullet in his chest Nowhere else Take a raincheck and a paycheque and a trainwreck and piece of Wet Tech Nowhere else Old hag old rag wet rag bad book you sook Get around and get away get away get away Put your hand inside the box Burning Burning Swim out past the breakers The girls on the avenue Nowhere else Meditating Luxury We’ll transgress the levels and the planes and then Meet me back again Crazy dreams of school friends Crazy dreams of school friends Nowhere else Ziplock bags I’m trying to outwit this virus I asked Chris why he had not attended any of my shows For twenty years He seemed disappointed I was disappointed Heh heahhh Nowheeeeere else I realised it was a stupid question ANd it was time to stop
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Incorruptible souvenir What brought you here There’ll be snow on the mountain tomorrow You go, I’ll stay but I’ll follow Everybody wants a brilliant trajectory But I just want you to be straight with me I like it when the middle order is exposed That’s the bastard in me I suppose Oooh I’m a sacral architect And you’re a complex devotional object Shine on the glass Fading fast Into the shallow decline Of the perfect time (and the perfect space) Resisting the pace Lying flat on your face Nervous system collapsing I’m relapsing, relapsing Oooh I’m a sacral architect And you’re a complex devotional object Well I fall to my knees and I genuflect You’re such a complex devotional object There’s no stain on the glass And I’m falling fast And there’s no mark on the wall And you were never here at all Incorruptible souvenir What brought you here There’ll be snow on the mountain tomorrow Everybody wants a brilliant trajectory But I just want you to be straight with me I like it when the middle order is exposed That’s the bastard in me I suppose
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The second collection of material recorded in my little studio in the bowels of the Museum of Old & New Art in nipaluna/Hobart, lutruwita/Tasmania, roughly covering the period from late January to the end of February 2021 and featuring collaborations with Tom Redwood, Sam Dowson, Jacqueline Dortmans, Free Live Sports (Steve Rose & Madeleine Laing), Glenn Richards (Augie March), Dean Stevenson, Hannah Morrell (The Dead Maggies) and Georgia Knight.

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released March 1, 2021

All songs recorded, mixed and otherwise produced by Ben Salter.
All songs written & performed by Ben Salter except where noted, please see individual track credits.

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Ben Salter is multi-disciplinary bullshit artist based in lutruwita.

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