A travelogue is a record of a journey: an account of roads traveled and places visited.   This is a catalogue of stuff we’ve seen, heard and done. Some of the songs are old, written years ago but never recorded, some of them we wrote specifically for this album.

All of them were recorded live, with no overdubs. You can hear a chair creak, breathe and finger on fret board. Our songs are about being humans on the road of life.

It’s customary to “Launch” a new CD so we’d love to invite you to celebrate with us.

Oscar’s Alehouse – Sat 9th July

Some Velvet Morning – Sun 17th July – with support from The Stragglers

The Wheatsheaf Hotel – Adelaide – 16th September

We’ll be pluggin’ it on radio too over the week –

thanks to Denise Hylands and David Heard!

PBS – Acid Country with David Heard

3 – 5pm  Thurs 14th July

3RRR – Twang with Denise Hylands

2 – 4pm  Sat 16th July

Making a CD is a collaborative process and we’d like to take the opportunity to thank everyone that helped us on the road.

All 13 songs were recorded live by a collection of beautiful vintage microphones by Matt Walker and Rowan Matthews at Stovepipe Studios, the album was produced by Matt Walker and mastered at Deluxe Mastering by Adam Dempsey. Our current bio was penned by Elizabeth Williams.

If you want to buy a digital copy of the album please head here and follow the links to your preferred music purveyor. If you would like a physical disc, you old fashioned soul, please email us to arrange purchase. slimdime[@]gmail.com

To listen to Travelogue go here.

Folk ask about our lyrics – so here they are………….

Bony Flowers - Land/Williams/Taylor

Bony Flowers

flies a gypsy moth

her dusty wings have eyes


Bony Flowers is tall and lean

ancient,     old       and wise

Bony Flowers     snaps her gum

blows clouds that pop on her chin

she keeps loose change and feathers

pockets full of air      to keep them in


Bony Flowers and her gypsy moth

their bones have welded

their skin is patched ragged

their hearts       nearly melded


Leaves snail tracks,   plane trail

silver thread unwounding

over patch worked ground verdant green

velvet,        button            and pearl


Bony Flowers is a gypsy moth

dusty wings   clear eyes

one thousand feet and rising

that’s the way,     this story flies

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I’m Satisfied – John Smith Hurt

I’m Satisfied, tickled too

old enough to marry you

I’m Satisfied, it’s gonna bring you back


First in the country, then in the town

I’m a total shaker from my naval on down


There was a time that she treated me fine

Send all them shivers up and down my spine


I pull my dress down to my knees

give my total all to whom ever I please


Bless my Soul what’s wrong with me?

I’m a shakin’ like a leaf on a fuzzy tree


I’m Satisfied, tickled too

old enough to marry you

I’m Satisfied, it’s gonna bring you back

Mary Jane - Land/Taylor


Oh Mary Jane

Tell me your game

What’s in a name

you’re still the same

I’ve nothin’ left to gain

My Mary Jane


Oh Mary Jane

leaving is the aim

escape without pain

slowly going sane

I’ve nothin’ left to say

My Mary Jane


Oh Mary Jane

I can hear the rain

on my window pane

running down my brain

time to break the chain

My Mary Jane


Oh Mary Jane

you can never be tamed

moving with the grain

unknown despite your fame

lost inside the frame

My Mary Jane


Oh Mary Jane

I’m so glad that you came

I was a little lame

in a lot of pain

now I’ve gone and changed

My Mary Jane


Oh Mary Jane

Farewell is the aim

leaving in the rain

solitude’s OK

thank you once again

My Mary Jane

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In the Shadow of the Mountainside - Land/Taylor


In the shadow of the

mountainside

cold as the grave

too late to save my

soul


Surely it must be

endtimes

whiskey in my veins

nicotine stains

on my fingers on my nails

and on my

eyes


Silence in the cold blue

morning light

alone in the pale

locked in the jail

of my

mind


Bottomless well

deep in my soul

cup that never fills

bruise on the hills

iron in my chest

and in my arm


In the shadow of the

mountainside

cold as the grave

too late to save my

soul

Circling the Wagon - Land/Taylor

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Estelle - Land/Taylor


The house was old

And falling down

Cockroaches crawled up out of the ground

She answered the ad

We needed her rent

It was my fault the money was spent


She was so thin

Ugly as sin

I know you shouldn’t judge - it’s only skin

She was using & I didn’t know

My flatmate did & asked her to go


Her last three houses burned right down

Up in flames burned to the ground

All she had left, all that she owned

Were four blurred photos & a stained t-shirt


I could’ve been sorry

I should’ve been sad

I was so young I didn’t care

She moved on

Went away

No-one was sorry that she didn’t stay


If I knew then

what I know now

You can’t go backwards anyhow

People come & People go

Some you don’t really get to know

I see you now - Land/Taylor


I’ve been watching you now

for the longest time

wondering who you are and

what goes on in your mind

I see you now

Haven’t slept well at night

in the longest time

wondering where you are now

and if you’re alright

If I could see you now


If I could see you right now

I’d apologise

I wasn’t thinking clearly when

I spoke my mind

If I could see you now

If you were here right now and

I could see your eyes

Then I’d know if you were smiling

or if you were crying

If I could see you now


I must have met you in a

thousand lives

you’re so familiar I feel

I know your eyes

I see you now

I’ve been watching you now

for the longest time

wondering who you are and

what goes on in your mind

I see you now

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One Room - Land/Taylor


And the night comes rollin’ in

creepin’ up the valley walls

the chill creeps in my bones

as the darkness quietly falls


Do I see a blade

that yr holdin’ in yr fist?

Do I hear those words

from the lips that I have kissed?

And the wind begins to blow

howlin’ in the trees

yr not smilin’ now

as yr down there on yr knees


Darlin’ when I found you

like an angel from above

you & me we fit each other

tighter than a glove

And the flowers start to bloom

on the mountainside

the days are getting’ longer

and yr right there by my side


The promises we made

were golden in the light

sugar candy melting in the

sweetness of our height

And the nights are hot & close

the days are long & bright

I can’t see my edges anymore

in the night


When we went out dancin’

you held me oh so tight

but yr eyes they were roamin’

to the left & to the right

And the leaves begin to fall

all golden, red & bright

everything is falling apart

in my mind


You say that you love me

that I’m the only one

last time you were lyin’

so I gots me a gun

And the rain begins to fall

on the roof above my head

crimson tide is risin’

up the walls of my shed


The silence spreads in waves

unbroken in the night

the moon she rises slowly

up the dark blue mountainside

The Code of the Mountains - H. Taylor, K. Davis & P. McAdory


There’s a code of the mountains, way down in the backwoods

There’s a code of the mountains, and an unwritten law

There Harry and Joe Brown, way down in the backwoods

There Harry and Joe Brown, shot Charlie McGraw


They caught him at daybreak, way down in the backwoods

They caught him at daybreak, down on his knees

He pleaded for mercy, way down in the backwoods

He pleaded for mercy, but they heard not their pleas


Said Harry to Charlie, way down in the backwoods

Said Harry to Charlie, you thought you were sly

But the code of the mountains, way down in the backwoods

The code of the mountains, says you must die


He loaded his rifle, way in the backwoods

He loaded his rifle, Joe loaded up too

One shot and another, way down in the backwoods

One shot and another, and then it was through


They buried poor Charlie, way down in the backwoods

They buried poor Charlie, without any prayer

The code of the mountains, way down in the backwoods

The code of the mountains, is the only law there


Deep in the earth now, down in the backwoods

Deep in the earth now, lies Charlie McGraw

For the code of the mountains, way down in the backwoods

The code of the mountains is the unwritten law

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The Leaving Song - Land/Taylor

Sally’s packing up the bar and callin’ out, “last drinks”,

washing all the dregs of beer and ciggies down the sink.

It’s the tail end of a long night, the kind that just won’t end.

The same old crowd of punters driving her right round the bend.


Sam’s still sitting at the bar, been sitting there all week.

His Mrs upped and left him after 13 angry years.

He shoulda seen it coming: he couldn’t be surprised.

Still he can’t forget the wounded look deep in her eyes


It’s something we all know

without having to be told

when it’s time to go

you’d better go


Em and John have been together now for 20 years,

stuck it out together through the heartbreak, laughs and tears.

Now she can’t remember, who it was she loved,

that happy young man that she married - vanished into dust.

They talk in different languages, lead their separate lives,

quiet daggers stabbed in backs using just their eyes.


Judy’s gonna stick it out, doesn’t wanna quit.

She’s gonna keep on hanging on to get her little bit.

She knows she’s bloody earned it, it’s her bloody due,

and if she doesn’t get it, well, maybe she’ll sue!

Lil Darlin - Land/Taylor


You have been by my side

for so long Lil’ Darlin’

You’re there in the morn and in the night

You have been by my side

for so long Lil’ Darlin’

My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my light


I will be with you

‘til the end Lil’ Darlin’

There in the dark and in the light

I will be with you

‘til the end Lil’ Darlin’

My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my light


I have walked by your side

so long Lil’ Darlin’

I can feel your hand in mine

You have been so long

by my side Lil’ Darlin’

My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my light


You are there when I close

my eyes Lil’ Darlin’

You’re there inside my heart

I have been so long

by your side Lil’ Darlin’

My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my light

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Comin Home - Land/Taylor


Oh don’t you roam

Oh don’t you go

Oh don’t you roam

So doggonne far from home


Oh don’t you cry

Oh don’t you sigh

Oh don’t you cry

Until I’m dead and gone


Oh don’t you know

Oh where to go?

Oh don’t you know

This long and lonely road


Darlin don’t you cry

You’re the apple of my eye

Darlin don’t you cry

Until I’m dead and gone


Oh you must know

This hard and heavy load

Oh you must know

this long and dusty road


Oh all alone

Please help me find my home

Nowhere left to go

Lord, please let me go


Oh Lonesome Road

So lost and alone

Oh Lonesome Road

Lord, please bring him home


Oh Lonesome Road

So far from home

Oh Lonesome Road

Lord, I’m coming home

Lay Down My Ole Guitar - Land/Taylor


I am travelin’ down that road

leaving off my heavy load

havin’ journeyed long & hard

through near & far

I am not far now my dear

If you listen you will hear

as I lay

down my ole guitar


I will lay

down my ole guitar

and we’ll sing that ole song

one more time

come on round you

good ole friends

and we’ll sing ‘till the end

and then I’ll lay

down my ole guitar


I am weary let me rest

waitin’ for that final test

nothin’ left for me to do

for me to say

Can you hear our ole time band

Lord we travelled this wide land

can’t you hear the music

as it plays


I have done the best I can

I would do it all again

I have tried with all my heart

to keep the beat

I’d rather be your shot of whiskey

than be everyone’s cup of tea

you can pour me on now

I’ll take it neat

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