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Fisher on the Sea

by SNEZ

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    NEW ALBUM 'Fisher on the Sea' out FEB 2021. Pre-order now and receive free download card with 5 bonus unreleased tracks.

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1.
They say, love is for young lovers Well I was loved good once Now the road’s my sister And she packs a heavy punch Let’s drink a toast to my old bus She keeps me from the cold For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road They say, home is where the heart is Well mine’s out on the stage I left the city long ago To get my rhymes up off the page Let’s drink a toast to the music junkies They keep me fed and clothed For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road For tonight, I’m smiling blissful on the road Oh sleeping, there’s nothing to recommend it Too much to do in this short life Oh dreaming, I must commend it Without a dream there is no life Come with me on this magic ride Well I’ve sung songs by Mr Denver To Alice and beyond He ain’t my cup of tea But I get paid to sing his songs Let’s drink a toast to JD, While he’s jigging in his grave For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road For tonight, I’m smiling blissful on the road For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road
2.
Winter Song 03:04
Winter in my bones Rooster tapping at the door Curled up in the cradle with my little one Tugging at my toes C’mon let’s go Winter in my bones Warm my hands on the stove Pegging up the washing from the ceiling The living room a sea of clothes Sandalwood kisses and somber mornings Smokey chimneys paint the slate grey sky Winter in my bones Like a snake beneath the door Slouching sunflowers on the porch The days are long, I dream of open roads Skeleton trees and mountains of leaves Holes in my socks and the mildew on the sill Winter in my soul Can you hear my rattling bones Can you hear my rattling bones Can you hear my rattling bones
3.
Come fill your belly boys You gotta be strong for this world of ours Ma cuts the bread evenly Me and Hamed fight for the biggest piece And it’s one point for me, as I gobble greedily Fighter planes in the sky, 12 of them flying high Pa look at that, maybe one day I can fly that bird Dad doesn’t say a word And it’s two points for me, one dream plants its seed Flares go up, light up the night Warning bells and sparkling skies Fighting for the window seat again But it’s all about to go And it’s one point for them, this dreams at its end Bombs go off like fireworks Fingers in ears, duck for cover mother says But we can see with our own eyes People silently dropping like flies And it’s two points for themIt’s clear they are not our friendsWith bread and water in their sack They head through the hills up a secret track Shoving all the way until the shrapnel hits the tree And then no-one made a sound except for HamedAnd he says, it’s 3 points for them Of our home there’s nothing left Through the trees there’s a man whispering Selling tickets for a boat ride out of here Take the boys, take the boys, Dad says Red and grey, hearts of black Guns of steel, blood and ash Take the boys, take the boys, Dad says Take the boys, take the boys, Dad says Take the boys, Take the boys Take the boys, Take the boys The sea was rough, the waves hit hard Knot in my gut, knife through my heart Hamed my brother My blood, crouched down, in my arms as I weep And there’s no points for me As my tears fill the sea Our saviors came in their double speak They became our captors, give us food at least Our night guards prowl like enemies They flog us even in our dreams And there’s no points for me, no point for meNo points for me
4.
Sixteen years old On her way to the registry To tie a knot and sign away She knows his face from a photograph Memorised every wrinkle Rehearsed her opening lines Papers signed, romance to come She’s grieving for her homeland Fishing town she left behind She’s curled up on the bathroom floor While he’s waiting in the car Chewing on a cigarette Chorus Life is not fair, the sooner you know The sooner you can harden up And crack the whip round here Life is not fair, Gotta learn to tread water Throw a line , You’re Neptune’s Daughter He takes her by the hand To a poor mans castle Where the smoke stack blocks the sun While she’s turning down for the night She’s thinking of her dad Casting out the net at first light Chorus Plivaj Cherka, Plivaj Cherka (Swim my daughter) A house and three kids later She’s picking up the slack He’s had a heart attack He’s barbequing spaghetti now And he’s packing lunch boxes While she goes off to work
5.
Daddy’s working double time Skulling black coffeeAs he smokes his pipe Iron-ore in his blood Like a cigarette ripping up his heart Chorus We may roam far and wide Travel cross the city dressed in style We may roam far and wide But we’ll always be the steelworks kids Mama’s in the kitchen rolling dough Three kids under fiveHanging off her clothes Bread on the tableButter and jam And soot from the stackSprinkled on our hands Chorus We may roam far and wide Travel cross the city dressed in style We may roam far and wide But we’ll always be the steelworks kids We may roam far and wide Travel cross the city dressed in style We may roam far and wide But we’ll always be the steelworks kids
6.
The further I roam The further I’m from home The last leaves of autumn Wave goodbye and I go on Asylums to living rooms And dusty old church halls Singing for my supper And a welcome curtain call My lover has hung his hat He’s sitting by the fire He waits for my return I wonder, will his waiting tire A long way from no-where I’m waiting between shows Breaking bread with strangers Sharing old camp kitchen jokes Chorus Most nights I sit and wonder ‘bout my babe I look up at the stars, I feel so small I wish our songs held us together babe There’s no-one here to hold when teardrops fall Another dawn, another town Another sunset coming down A double shot of coffee As I’m packing up the camp Northward toward the sun girl Forget about romance And when I hit the bottom Send a letter to my love He tells me to go on Says, the road is in my blood Chorus Most nights I sit and wonder ‘bout my babe I look up at the stars, I feel so small I wish our songs held us together babe There’s no-one here to hold when teardrops fall Another dawn, another town Another day of hanging round Another show up off the ground One more step toward homeward bound Swear it just goes round and round Another dawn another town Another sunset coming down
7.
She’s probably making paper crowns You’re the king and she’s the queen She’s only three years old But she can spin a tale like me And I’m on the plane to somewhere I’ll probably sing to no-one It’s a curse that I’ve befriended And I’m in it all or none I’m going where the wine is flowing And the party never ends I see kids on every corner And I remember who I am Chorus I miss you Two and one make three And that’s our family She’s probably dreaming up a storm While you’re playing your guitar I’m about to jump on stage A piece missing from my heart These sweet melodies hardly pay the bills I’m mostly tired and broke I promise I won’t leave again You know, that’s a running joke Chorus These hands of time, stop for no-one While I waste mine Picking this guitar As she grows. Music is my soul Music’s all she’ll know
8.
Michelle 03:30
Monday morning it’s like Pitt St here They’re slamming doors and packing camp gear Tryna scab a light for this goddam cigarette Third hand shoes I can barely stand With the worst damn cold that I ever had Stretched out on the swag Amen to the sun At the top of my lungs I sing hallelujah With my wretched hair and my sunburnt spirit I can do what I want Mean nothing to no-one Chorus I am Michelle, I am Hope Michelle, I am Hope They throw me a crust as if I’m a dog Keep your scraps to yourself you miserable thug Your first world kindness keeps your conscience clean One man warming at a fire for ten Stripping gum trees bare of their limbs I feel their ache, as if they’re my ownChorus Come warm my soul with a song And we’re friends for the night I hear a remnant of youth in my voice as I glide As I fly, through the sky oooh Mondays morning and I’m pleased you’re here Thanks for the time, sorry for the tears Where to today, who knows, who cares Im 62, I feel older still With a pack on my back and a firey will The lines on my face are smiling still
9.
You pray to Jesus like he’s your father I pray to coffee like it’s my lover You drink wine, the blood of Christ I drink wine to get high as a kite Fistful of rage and I’ve gone to hell A mothers touch and I’m back again You know one truth and you won’t sway My truth travels between black and grey You say I’m lost, that I need helpLost is where the artist dwells You’d like to scrub my mind out with soap While I dance around in the devils cloak Chorus: There’s a lie within the truth you know It goes round and round and round in little circles Yeah, a lie in every truth you know Goes up and down, around in little circles Ah let it go I’m drawn to edges and I like ropes I like to cut myself for a joke I take my pen and let the darkness speak To the very part of me that’s weak You offer tea and condolences All I need is a lover and a bed I drag the drapes with a sweeping close And let the oxytocin overdose Chorus Well I’m open to talk philosophically Objectively about the gypsy king You show me books about the way, the light I’ve got tales of seal woman and her child Hey babe I’ve learnt how to suck it up How to smile when I run out of luck I keep my face towards the burning sun My own shadow keeps me on the run Chorus
10.
Betty’s got her bow tie on And I’m in the mood for a fight We’re heading on down to the gong And I’m feeling dangerous tonight Chorus Ooh I got fire in my eyes, ooh Ooh red hot fire in my eyes, oohI’m burning out tonight Now Betty’s fangs are fortified She aims for the mullet on the right And all these shots have got me dancing Like I’m in a scene with Dick Van Dyke Chorus We stagger to the Harp Hotel It’s karaoke Saturday singalong We got slime balls singing outta tune Sweet caroline in shorts and thongs Good lord They stopped serving Betty at the bar The bouncer popped the clasp on Betty’s bra So I ripped that rug right off his head And flung it like a frisbee towards Mars Chorus Face flat on the pavement We saw the golden arches from afar Feral hair and bleary eyed A big mac and a coffee, we played hard Chorus
11.
Single mums in single file Waiting in the welfare line Snotty kid with wild dark eyes Weary mother by her kid defined Carried him beneath her heart For nine long months a breath apart Now they’re dreaming side by side Lustful love songs, now lullabies All the while the rage is building While the dog is soundly sleeping Vicious cycle of caffeine Cannot stay awake, cannot sleep She’ll write a letter to the moon Come and get me soon Letter to the moon Kitchen fire gently roaring Sunday bread for Monday morning Blue grey winter almost gone Soon for spring to sing her song Meanwhile rich folk drinking wine From their terrace they recline They cannot see beyond their nose A woman laden with her load They cannot see the moon Money is their muse Cannot see the moon She’ll write a letter to the moon Come and get me soon Letter to the moon Single mums in single file Waiting in the welfare line Snotty kid with wild dark eyes Weary mother by her kid defined
12.
Let it Hurt 03:26
Just as we left the inner city You had romance in your eyes You asked if I would marry you As you raced the traffic lights I let the silence grow It’s getting dark now, the romance gone Call me an anarchist or what you will I don’t believe in dotted lines Old traditions made in black and white times To make sure we stay behind Hey babe, I know love And it’s not the one that you speak of Chorus Oh This moment’s on fire Let it hurt, Let it hurt, Let it hurt Oh come here in my arms Let it hurt, Let it hurt, Let it hurt Let it hurt, Let it hurt, Let it hurt Now you won’t talk You won’t hold my hand The ring sliding round the dash What can I say but I live for you These words are all I have Ain’t it enough This ring’s a noose around our love Chorus We can be lovers or we can be friends Take me back an hour and we can start again Come search my body with sorrowful eyes If you lie with me babe Love is all you’ll find Now the darkness hasn’t left your eyes As you turn the car around You’re crashing through the stop signs Your pain don’t make a sound Hey babe, breakdown Instead of building walls to cut me out Chorus to end
13.
The mist is on the water As I climb into bed Dreaming by the window Leo lights his cigarette And the dingo’s pray and prance Along the beach I feel the universe in me Now Leo, he’s my second skin He’s both lion and a lamb I know him like I know myself Every crinkle on his hand We dance around like we’re sixteen But old is what the mirror says to me Chorus Like the fisher on the sea We put a line out upon the breeze Throw our hearts up to the sky Watch them break and wonder why The tide will take us home Without the cover of the night We bicker and we fight Love can make two lovers Unfaithful and unkind I throw my vows out to the sea The waves rise up And throws them back at me Chorus He lies content upon my breast I brush his long grey hair Once we were mad lovers Now we read books in old armchairs The salty air drifts through our home It’s absolute, this journey ends alone

about

Boldly stepping into the spotlight with her latest offering, Fisher on the Sea, Australian Singer/songwriter, Snez delves deep into her centre to deliver her best statement to date. Intensely honest and introspective, sometimes plaintive, sometimes fierce, her songs have a way of settling into your heart and making a home, subtly weaving their magic into your soul.

Rich with contemplative storytelling of people you feel like you have broken bread with as an ally or an enemy, taking you on a journey of life’s rollercoaster ride.

The fierce bite of ‘Let it Hurt’ shatters the conception of traditions, capturing a moment of vulnerability in a relationship. The veil further stripped away with the bare bones of ‘Letter to the Moon, a raw encounter into the life of a single mum. Touching on the heritage of her family, Snez takes us on the journey from the migration of her parents motherland, Macedonia, to the working class, steelworks town of Port Kembla, featuring her mothers story ‘Neptunes Daughter’, and capturing the steely essence of the blue collared life with ‘Steelworks Kids’.

Recorded in the Mid North Coast at Soundshed Music, with well renowned producer Stewart Peters. ‘It’s not quite folk, not quite pop. What I like about Snez is she’s not trying to be or sound like anyone else, her loyalty lies with the charactors in her stories and making sure their story is told authentically’, Peters comments.

Fisher on the Sea , the title track, sums up the spirit of this album ‘…The salty air drifts through out home, it’s absolute, this journey ends alone…’ and this life we live is truly a journey we must venture on our own, amongst friends, family and loved ones.
Sometimes we see ourselves in her songs and sometimes we see the bigger picture.

“Snez is more than a storyteller. She's truly an ‘open book” of songwriting in Australian music’ AMR Radio

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released February 6, 2021

Produced by Stewart Peters and Snez
Recorded and Mixed at Soundshed Music
www.soundshed.com.au
Mastered by Michael Worthington at Soundworthy
Artwork and Layout by Dodgy Art
Photography by Remote control
All songs written by Snez and Stewart Peters 2021
(c) All rights reserved 2021

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