Old Chestnut

by Ned Collette

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    Hand-drawn cover artwork by Maria Torres.
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    LIMITED TO 50 COPIES WORLDWIDE! (Only 20 available here) 2x12" split bottle green/bluebell swirl vinyl in single jacket w. 6mm spine. Includes lyric printed inner sleeves and colour A3 poster. Hand-drawn cover artwork by Maria Torres. Mastered beautifully and cut for vinyl by Rashad Becker at D&M in Berlin. Includes download code.

    This edition and the other coloured edition (the rest of the second pressing) are a split release between It Records and Feeding Tube Records in the US. Pressed at Burlington Record plant.

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    LIMITED TO 450 COPIES WORLDWIDE! (Only 100 of which are available here) 2x12" bottle green/bluebell coloured vinyl in single jacket w. 6mm spine. Includes lyric printed inner sleeves and colour A3 poster. Hand-drawn cover artwork by Maria Torres. Mastered beautifully and cut for vinyl by Rashad Becker at D&M in Berlin. Includes download code.

    This edition is split release between It Records and Feeding Tube Records in the US. Pressed at Burlington Record plant.

    *Pre-Order - Please note these have not landed in Australia yet. I expect them by the end of June.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Old Chestnut via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    shipping out on or around July 1, 2019

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about

It Records is proud to release the stunning new double album from Melbourne/ Berlin singer-songwriter Ned Collette: Old Chestnut. A truly accomplished work, a gorgeous dark folk opus, fleshed out in lush but precise and sparkling instrumentation thanks to a band of extraordinary collaborators. Featuring regular Wirewalker cohorts Joe Talia (who also co-produced the album with Collette) and Ben Bourke, plus Alexander Garsden, cellist Anthea Caddy, and piano from The Necks’ Chris Abrahams.
Ned says that Old Chestnut is the first album he has made that “feels like the albums I always wanted to make. It’s just messy enough, elaborate enough, simple enough, improvised and collaborative enough...” and it does feel like Old Chestnut is an elevation, and that with it, he has attained a level of songcraft that transcends his already impressive back catalogue. With snippets written as far back as 2008 and 4 years since his last album release, it’s been a long journey. The resultant work is cohesive and articulate in a way few albums are. A mixture of melancholy balladry interwoven with daedal and often delicate instrumentals that not only frame and anchor the “songs” but beautifully showcase the calibre of Collette’s arrangements and musicianship. This is the record that will etch the name Ned Collette into the lexicon of great Australian songwriters.

credits

released August 24, 2018

Ned Collette: voice, guitar, piano, bass, synths, percussion, recorder

Joe Talia: drums, machines, drum machines

Ben Bourke: Moog and vocals on Sacred Cats, vocals on Snaky Song

Anthea Caddy: vocals on Grant’s Farm, cello on The Optimist, cello and vocals on June 

Alexander Garsden: steel string guitar on The Optimist 


& Chris Abrahams: piano on June 


Recorded and mixed by Ned Collette and Joe Talia in Berlin and Melbourne 


Mastered by Rashad Becker at D&M, Berlin

Cover Artwork by Maria Torres

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Track Name: Oh Man
Oh Man

Back then ’07 oh man, I broke my heart in two I did it all myself but I blamed it all on you
We had it all before us — what you said was true But I had to let it go so I blamed it all on you
Young man, young girl, young town, young aspirations too But when we had it all I just didn’t know what to do
And now I’m looking back and life’s not bad it’s true But back then I’m sorry for that I blamed it all on you
Track Name: Thanks Richard
Thanks Richard

Michael is a misanthrope, he likes to play around with his girl, Shannon Imogen’s a student now, she likes to play around with the canon Frederike takes it slow and makes sure all the men she knows
can talk before they sing her to the stars
And up above the city walls
buzz the things that make it all so pretty

See the clouds set up on high
they sit upon a Simpsons sky
and monitor the century’s mad capers
The morning after never looked so good now nights a wholly planned and dictated by all the trashy papers
The trains they rock and roll but no one ever leaves the room

Right beside the banker’s note are other things his mother wrote when she was proud that he was simply normal
Now he’s excused from things to do
—he tried too hard, he has the flu
His girl is acting strange and rather formal
Pieces fall down off the wall in soup she made from cannonballs
as he announces he would like to study
But all the world’s great mystery is not wrapped in psychology at all

Richard’s staying with a friend, they used to have a thing back then, y’know —it went as far as it was able
He hadn’t seen her new guy yet
until one day they finally met, sitting having breakfast at the table
Sat there eating cereal but that was immaterial
as he gazed upon a younger version of himself
The girl turned red and went to bed, the other actors retired to the kitchen shelf

Out upon the Brighton Downs, lives a boy whose father frowns
at everything, the boy attempts to do
Up above his caravan, he lies alone and when he can he listens for the sound of afternoon The old man often comes a knocking
cheerful voice if slightly mocking
—the boy he never gives up his position
Why then when they ever meet is the old man so harsh and fleet
It really is a curious exhibition
Track Name: Grant's Farm
Grant’s Farm

All that you have ever been and all I’ll ever want Have always been the same to me, a stony debutant But the time it went by sleeping, it’s a river rolling by It’s a song that never ends

It’s already half a life ago
You were at the wheel the car was sailing with its load We watched the city turn it’s back
into a forest blue
Fingers straight and sweeping to the sky

We picked up three who’d walked the mountain marking out their way
We sat and stood in groups around the field
And as the darkness gathered in depending from the stars The earth began to cry...

Talk to me,
you know you are my friend
All the rest are drifting off alone
There’s a frost but we can make a fire

This blackness
streamed with gold

Everything ahead is blindness
The further out you look the more you wish
But careful now that could be Saturn, bloody at the mouth
—we children of this age his favourite dish

We talked about the people now, impervious and sold
We talked about our will against the dark
Oh see us now! We’re glowing minuscule against the world
forgotten and forgetting...

And in the morning you’ll wake with another
and my eyes will have barely even closed
and driving back we’ll split our love into its silent halves
a silent song that never ends

Come to me,
you know you were my friend
And all the rest have drifted off alone
What the cost these emerald desires?

Blackness
streamed with
gold

Blackness streamed with gold.
Track Name: Carriage Six
Carriage Six

Who can breathe life into the winding vales of decrepitude
We chip away at others’ work,
—where they could, twelve
for each of our one
Oh those bastards of stamina and death
Making me feel pale every time I draw breath

Sally makes her way down avenues lined with the dust of bricks

And I am fully awake
4am
habitual
lying in the dark
steady breath
Maybe this is death
hands too heavy for the pen, doubt in every crack
every shadow sighing with familiar terror

I get up
the only man alive
The living room is caught by surprise
not formed for the day,
liquid in the grey
a dirty white shaft of light
Together we share a secret this day and I
I have known them since birth
—all the following comings and goings are just the daily play

for I have seen the carriage of the Earth
Track Name: The Optimist
The Optimist
Well can you feel the change? It’s coming like a storm
The knife that turned our friends to ghosts is still bloody and warm But oh, I’ve got special people around
calling out to take me on their way

Anything for freedom’s what they’ve said for years
But maybe now the years are free the saying will disappear
‘cause look can you see the torches being lit,
or is the scene unclear from the boards on which you sit?
And oh, now I’ve gotta take a pill
—I’d regale you with my symptoms but it just might make you ill And oh, there’s a hammer coming down
But worse has fallen than you can deliver

And who will you be in the autumn new?
Of all the branches shed their leaves just in time to renew
Well you my love can hold a flame through winter to the spring and maybe, just maybe we’ll steal the future

Come on it’s not dark enough to call it all a day
(see the boat that’s still sailing in old Magellan’s way
—the sun is glinting softly on the curves of his beloved
that door it beckons just a touch unjustly)

But oh, now I’ve gotta find a pill
—I’d regale you with my symptoms but it just might break your will
And look can you see a hammer coming down?
But worse has fallen than you can deliver

...and the sound it makes is clearer than a river
Track Name: June
June
June goes through the park
glistening in the dark
Hasn’t slept three days
still feels pretty okay

June works at the hall
—ceremonial balls
Hollow eyes that stare
Dead men one and all

June lies on the grass
Didn’t even pass
Looks into the sky
Cannot help but cry

June has lost a friend
painful at the end
Never thought she’d say
that she wished it the other way

June has forty pounds
Doesn’t make a sound
—lock and slip away
into a grey old day

Energy and sand
June has freezing hands
Sky without a sun
June is on the run

June is very high
Rocks and grass on high
Hasn’t moved for hours
Wind beats little flowers
June where are you now?

Pallid light on skin
barely filters in

Didn’t even search...

...June has turned to earth
Track Name: Snaky Song
Snaky Song

Little Father Nepotism takes you in his arms
he wants to be the boy who grew
when you were through
with wondering what came from underneath

All the girls you used to know
and kiss behind the shelter of your day
He’ll take your clothes and your betrothed
and make them in his image and his way

No wonder you look so forlorn inside this devil’s club
—the men they lie
They fall around the bearded young bear cub,
he’s down but he ain’t gonna die

Their platitudes are pieced together
monuments to rope and leather dances
Their weapons wrong their snaky song
will kill you before you’ve even had your chances...

Mother Ruth got no good proof
she just takes what she wants to from the papers
She’s listened for an hour to channel four
and now she doesn’t trust the neighbours

And now we’re here ’til we’re a hundred
clinging to a wasting rock, what reverie!
While most the others open eyes
take one good look then promptly die
—it’s everyone but you
Track Name: Stateless Brave
Stateless Brave

A grid upon the starry sky is burning red
The birds whipped into frenzy by the light
There’s millions moving stateless brave through silent rain
I close my eyes and silent say goodnight
Track Name: Animal Swoon
Animal Swoon

A prism of your life before
before this stupid endless war
against an enemy that just gives and gives
gives and gives and gives and gives
new life, new life, new life, new life
something odd in the backyard
now it’s gone it’s just shard
of a former body being
of a former way of seeing
friends and fire disagreeing
mediocre thoughts are freeing
cannon fodder, extra thin
starved of context
starved of sin
fire it at your diplomats
it’ll barely shift their hats
youth is moral, age is meat
now it will be nice and neat
youth is meat and age beset
by forever — life to get
turn your compass to the moon
cold and dusty, animal swoon
animal friendly, animal strikes
at the surface, all you like
all you’ve clicked on, all you’ve clicked on...
all you’ve clicked on, all that crap
is it ugly? ignore that
press a button, button fat
lookout boy, what kind of life is that?
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