It’s been an epic year of gigs and Festivals – thank you to everyone who came along to our shows, bought our music and gave us hugs! We’ve both hit the end of the year feeling very blessed, grateful for a wonderful year and looking forward to shows next year after a good rest.
We had a fantastic time in Tasmania in April, and with a little help from our friends some great shows.
Tasmania is astoundingly beautiful, everywhere we went was a pleasure, the food gorgeous and the folk were welcoming and kind.
Our first gig was to record a Live to air – with C.C. Thornley from the most splendid band The Black Swans of Trespass on Hobart’s Edge Radio 99.3 FM– on his weekly show, The Naked Folks. We are blessed to have good friends, Christina Chiavassa was kind enough to organise our mini-tour for us and we loved playing at Bright Eyesat The Brooke Street Pier – great venue and wonderful listening audience.
We played a great show in gorgeous Cygnet at The Red Velvet Lounge, a lovely cafe/bar/restaurant. We were so pleased to be received so warmly by the locals who hear some truly world class music at the annual Cygnet Folk Festival.
Everywhere we go I (Jen) takes photos, which began as a part of our last album, a photographic Travelogue – photos here on instagram. A incredible highlight this year was a 2500km round trip to White Cliffs in NSW for the White Cliffs Music Festival. For the first time we felt as if we were seeing Australia, the red dirt country. It was alive with wildlife. Big sky. Extraordinary.
We staying in an amazing house that was a retired opal mine, underground. We had the penthouse suite, above ground, an eyrie….. Thank you Anne Baker for your incredible Festival! Playing our Gospel songs in the tiny stone church in Whitecliffs was extraordinary, that it was a part of a service about Elvis’ deep love and appreciation for Gospel Music featuring an Elvis Impersonator in full Vegas white jumpsuit mode was…….. Royden Donohue has the most gorgeous voice and an audible love for the King.
Although we were only away for a week it felt like years had passed, it was a live changing experience.
The Priory is a great place to stay & Beechworth is beautiful. We stayed up late and picked ’til it hurt! oh boy, did it hurt…….
The Guildford Banjo Jamboree is a crackerjack pick, we had a ball. Thank you Jeanette Gillespie for another fantastic year! Castlemaine is a favourite place of ours to visit.
We played at our first Uranquinty Folk Festival this year and really enjoyed this laid back little festival. Thanks to Peter Hood! Then we traveled to Kinglake for the Foggy Mountain Music Festival. We had a great time jamming all day and night, it’s a lovely festival and we always enjoy heading to Kinglake. Thank you Mark, Brad and Sarah for all your hard work! The best part of a good Festival is staying up all night and havin’ a pick with other musicians. It has been an amazing gift meeting so many awesome players to hang out with.
Mountaingrass is always a highlight of our year, we stayed in posher digs than we are accustomed! The weekend was a great success, a new venue for Mountaingrass meant that it had a lovely air of excitement and anticipation. The lovely gardens of May Day Hills were in full bloom, the air perfumed and honeyed. Although it did play havoc with the sinuses it looked glorious. We were extremely lucky to receive a great live review from Listening Through the Lens – thank you to Rob Dickens and Jim Jacob for the photograph. Thanks to the Mountaingrass crew for an amazing effort – special thanks to Evan, Helen & Susan.
“They also doff their hats to traditions and they clearly know and appreciate their musical antecedents………. Her voice is melodious and his playing very accomplished, making their work look effortless as do the best performers. The harmonies are sweet and nuanced, like the A.P. Carter vocal drift to and from the microphone that they use.” – Rob Dickens – Listening Through the Lens
so, another fantastic year and with a little help from our friends next year is lookin’ pretty awesome too… with plans to record again and some tasty gigs booked already!
It’s the end of a great year for us – and with the help of our friends we’ve done some amazing things and been to some gorgeous places. We recorded some videos with Pegleg Productions that have come up a treat! We’re really excited to share some of the new songs we’ve been writing.
“That Ole Train” original song by Slim Dime. Filmed by Peg Leg Productions.
Director of Photography – Joshua Collings. Camera A – Joshua Collings. Camera B – Tristan Pierce. Post Production – Joshua Collings.
Sound Production & Mix – Stovepipe Studios – Matt Walker & Rowan Matthews.
‘That Ole Train’ – is an original tune about the last great ride we all take. All aboard! Get ready for some yodelling……Huge thank you to Josh & Tristan from Pegleg Productions and Matt & Rowan from Stovepipe Studios.
“Jump Up Jimmy Creek” original song by Slim Dime. Filmed by Peg Leg Productions.
Director of Photography – Joshua Collings. Camera A – Joshua Collings. Camera B – Tristan Pierce. Post Production – Joshua Collings.
Sound Production & Mix – Stovepipe Studios – Matt Walker & Rowan Matthews.
‘Jump Up Jimmy Creek’ is a tune Chris wrote that includes some of the place names we’ve discovered on our travels – that ole Big Rig Mama’s rollin’ down the line. Again a huge thank you to Josh & Tristan from Pegleg Productions and Matt & Rowan from Stovepipe Studios. Cameo appearance from our cat Mazzie who approves every song before anyone else does – if she doesn’t like it, we won’t share it – she has impeccable taste in music & we trust her judgement (we also call her the Folk Cat).
As we always say about our music – these songs are new, but sound as though they’ve always existed, somewhere on a mountaintop……
Had a great weekend of pickin’ and came home tired but happy – lovely to catch up with old friends & make some new ones! The weather was a little wild but no-one’s spirits were dampened.
The cottage in Spring is lovely, gorgeous flowers, the grass was growing too fast to keep up with. It’s a bit ‘Fairy Tale Cottage’ up here on the hill………
It’s great to get booked for a private function & do somethin’ a little different, we played a wedding at Yarra Valley Estate which was a great night – lovely couple who requested banjar & liked our tattoos
The end of our year & a real highlight was Mountaingrass Bluegrass & Old Time Music Festival – it’s a great Festival & we felt really honoured to be invited to play there in the company of the world’s finest pickers.
More wild weather……… and gorgeous countryside…
Just managed to pitch the tent before the thunder started rollin’ in
As always the best thing about an excellent Festival is catching up with friends, havin’ a pick & meeting new people who love music.
We played ’til our fingers hurt! Some of the highlights for us were being included in the “Purely Acoustic” Concert hosted by Tony O’Rourke alongside some of the best pickers in Australia and the CD Launch of the Women in Stringbands Project – we are so proud to have been included on a compilation with an amazing array of women who play in string bands in Australasia.
A safe journey home in startlingly bright (and warm) sunshine, exhausted, happy and sore.
To our little cabin on the hill
now we finish writing our next album and catch up on our sleep!
We love to travel and play in different places with different folk. Road trips are our kinda fun – Chris likes to drive and Jen likes to take photographs.
We’ve been very lucky over the last few months to be able to travel to some fantastic places, we live in a beautiful place and appreciate it all the more when we return after a road trip!
It’s a real challenge to get a good photograph from a moving vehicle and very satisfying when it works well.
The Kelly Country Pick is in beautiful Beechworth – always a real pleasure the visit a gorgeous town and have a pick with excellent musicians. KCP is all about the pickin’!
We had a great time, a perfect mix of pickin’ and performing.
It’s lovely to live in a beautiful place – very inspiring, going away often inspires us to experience our area at home with fresh eyes.
We were very lucky to be invited to return to Wirrina Bluegrass & Acoustic Roots Festival this year- a great time and really great performers – we felt blessed to be in such excellent company!
So we hit he road again – headed for South Australia.
Wirrina Cove is on the gorgeous Fleurieu Peninsula, a real pleasure to visit.
Despite some incredibly wild, wet and windy weather – we endured…..
Thanks to Lisa Martin for recording us on Sunday, in the wild windy tent! Jen was very ill all weekend with the flu but we endured! This is our version of the Ola Belle Reed song – I’ve Endured, which was inspired by South Australia’s own Cherry Pickers version of the same.
It’s always a pleasure to jam with great musicians and Wirrina was no exception.
As usual the most intrepid Ian Fisk was there documenting both festivals. He has become a stalwart presence at most events.
After a wild weekend of weather the sun peeped out briefly……..
and the wild weather followed us home again.
for a fortnight of unusually cold weather all the way from Antarctica.
Which bought some fantastic clouds our way and some welcome rain.
We headed north, but not too far to our first Guildford Banjo Jamboree.
We had a fun banjo-centric set all prepared.
We enjoyed playing with fine folk all weekend.
And appreciated the gorgeous historic area.
As always all photos by Jennifer Land unless otherwise credited
We’re in warmer climes for a few gigs in NSW & QLD – the longjohns are OFF and we have short sleeves ON! If you’re south of the big smoke check out the Illawarra Folk Club in Wollongong – we’ve got a support slot for Canberra based Humbug.
New Farm Bowls Club 969 Brunswick St opposite New Farm Park
doors open 7pm – music from 7:30pm
Tuesday 11th July – Entry $10/$7 concession
Then an entire weekend of incredible music in Rappville – all the musicians will be there all weekend so there will be jams – most likely revelry and good times around the fire pit! Buses can be arranged from Casino and camping is available. Contact Jayne at The Rappville Pub for details – (02) 6661 7102.
Small, friendly and very welcoming – a lovely Festival.
Having moved house in the last six months we took a little time to play shows a little closer to home….
Appalachian Heaven String Bandwere kind enough to invite us to join them at Open Studio for a night of ole time string band music – it’s a real honour to know one of Australia’s finest bands that play old time string band music.
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.
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
Bony Flowers - Land/Williams/TaylorBony Flowersflies a gypsy mothher dusty wings have eyesBony Flowers is tall and leanancient, old and wiseBony Flowers snaps her gumblows clouds that pop on her chinshe keeps loose change and featherspockets full of air to keep them inBony Flowers and her gypsy moththeir bones have weldedtheir skin is patched raggedtheir hearts nearly meldedLeaves snail tracks, plane trailsilver thread unwoundingover patch worked ground verdant greenvelvet, button and pearlBony Flowers is a gypsy mothdusty wings clear eyesone thousand feet and risingthat’s the way, this story flies
I’m Satisfied – John Smith HurtI’m Satisfied, tickled tooold enough to marry youI’m Satisfied, it’s gonna bring you backFirst in the country, then in the townI’m a total shaker from my naval on downThere was a time that she treated me fineSend all them shivers up and down my spineI pull my dress down to my kneesgive my total all to whom ever I pleaseBless my Soul what’s wrong with me?I’m a shakin’ like a leaf on a fuzzy treeI’m Satisfied, tickled tooold enough to marry youI’m Satisfied, it’s gonna bring you back
Mary Jane - Land/TaylorOh Mary JaneTell me your gameWhat’s in a nameyou’re still the sameI’ve nothin’ left to gainMy Mary JaneOh Mary Janeleaving is the aimescape without painslowly going saneI’ve nothin’ left to sayMy Mary JaneOh Mary JaneI can hear the rainon my window panerunning down my braintime to break the chainMy Mary JaneOh Mary Janeyou can never be tamedmoving with the grainunknown despite your famelost inside the frameMy Mary JaneOh Mary JaneI’m so glad that you cameI was a little lamein a lot of painnow I’ve gone and changedMy Mary JaneOh Mary JaneFarewell is the aimleaving in the rainsolitude’s OKthank you once againMy Mary Jane
In the Shadow of the Mountainside - Land/TaylorIn the shadow of themountainsidecold as the gravetoo late to save mysoulSurely it must beendtimeswhiskey in my veinsnicotine stainson my fingers on my nailsand on myeyesSilence in the cold bluemorning lightalone in the palelocked in the jailof mymindBottomless welldeep in my soulcup that never fillsbruise on the hillsiron in my chestand in my armIn the shadow of themountainsidecold as the gravetoo late to save mysoul
Circling the Wagon - Land/Taylor
Estelle - Land/TaylorThe house was oldAnd falling downCockroaches crawled up out of the groundShe answered the adWe needed her rentIt was my fault the money was spentShe was so thinUgly as sinI know you shouldn’t judge - it’s only skinShe was using & I didn’t knowMy flatmate did & asked her to goHer last three houses burned right downUp in flames burned to the groundAll she had left, all that she ownedWere four blurred photos & a stained t-shirtI could’ve been sorryI should’ve been sadI was so young I didn’t careShe moved onWent awayNo-one was sorry that she didn’t stayIf I knew thenwhat I know nowYou can’t go backwards anyhowPeople come & People goSome you don’t really get to know
I see you now - Land/TaylorI’ve been watching you nowfor the longest timewondering who you are andwhat goes on in your mindI see you nowHaven’t slept well at nightin the longest timewondering where you are nowand if you’re alrightIf I could see you nowIf I could see you right nowI’d apologiseI wasn’t thinking clearly whenI spoke my mindIf I could see you nowIf you were here right now andI could see your eyesThen I’d know if you were smilingor if you were cryingIf I could see you nowI must have met you in athousand livesyou’re so familiar I feelI know your eyesI see you nowI’ve been watching you nowfor the longest timewondering who you are andwhat goes on in your mindI see you now
One Room - Land/TaylorAnd the night comes rollin’ increepin’ up the valley wallsthe chill creeps in my bonesas the darkness quietly fallsDo I see a bladethat yr holdin’ in yr fist?Do I hear those wordsfrom the lips that I have kissed?And the wind begins to blowhowlin’ in the treesyr not smilin’ nowas yr down there on yr kneesDarlin’ when I found youlike an angel from aboveyou & me we fit each othertighter than a gloveAnd the flowers start to bloomon the mountainsidethe days are getting’ longerand yr right there by my sideThe promises we madewere golden in the lightsugar candy melting in thesweetness of our heightAnd the nights are hot & closethe days are long & brightI can’t see my edges anymorein the nightWhen we went out dancin’you held me oh so tightbut yr eyes they were roamin’to the left & to the rightAnd the leaves begin to fallall golden, red & brighteverything is falling apartin my mindYou say that you love methat I’m the only onelast time you were lyin’so I gots me a gunAnd the rain begins to fallon the roof above my headcrimson tide is risin’up the walls of my shedThe silence spreads in wavesunbroken in the nightthe moon she rises slowlyup the dark blue mountainside
The Code of the Mountains - H. Taylor, K. Davis & P. McAdoryThere’s a code of the mountains, way down in the backwoodsThere’s a code of the mountains, and an unwritten lawThere Harry and Joe Brown, way down in the backwoodsThere Harry and Joe Brown, shot Charlie McGrawThey caught him at daybreak, way down in the backwoodsThey caught him at daybreak, down on his kneesHe pleaded for mercy, way down in the backwoodsHe pleaded for mercy, but they heard not their pleasSaid Harry to Charlie, way down in the backwoodsSaid Harry to Charlie, you thought you were slyBut the code of the mountains, way down in the backwoodsThe code of the mountains, says you must dieHe loaded his rifle, way in the backwoodsHe loaded his rifle, Joe loaded up tooOne shot and another, way down in the backwoodsOne shot and another, and then it was throughThey buried poor Charlie, way down in the backwoodsThey buried poor Charlie, without any prayerThe code of the mountains, way down in the backwoodsThe code of the mountains, is the only law thereDeep in the earth now, down in the backwoodsDeep in the earth now, lies Charlie McGrawFor the code of the mountains, way down in the backwoodsThe code of the mountains is the unwritten law
The Leaving Song - Land/TaylorSally’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 eyesIt’s something we all knowwithout having to be toldwhen it’s time to goyou’d better goEm 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/TaylorYou have been by my sidefor so long Lil’ Darlin’You’re there in the morn and in the nightYou have been by my sidefor so long Lil’ Darlin’My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my lightI will be with you‘til the end Lil’ Darlin’There in the dark and in the lightI will be with you‘til the end Lil’ Darlin’My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my lightI have walked by your sideso long Lil’ Darlin’I can feel your hand in mineYou have been so longby my side Lil’ Darlin’My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my lightYou are there when I closemy eyes Lil’ Darlin’You’re there inside my heartI have been so longby your side Lil’ Darlin’My one, Lil’ Darlin’ my light
Comin Home - Land/TaylorOh don’t you roamOh don’t you goOh don’t you roamSo doggonne far from homeOh don’t you cryOh don’t you sighOh don’t you cryUntil I’m dead and goneOh don’t you knowOh where to go?Oh don’t you knowThis long and lonely roadDarlin don’t you cryYou’re the apple of my eyeDarlin don’t you cryUntil I’m dead and goneOh you must knowThis hard and heavy loadOh you must knowthis long and dusty roadOh all alonePlease help me find my homeNowhere left to goLord, please let me goOh Lonesome RoadSo lost and aloneOh Lonesome RoadLord, please bring him homeOh Lonesome RoadSo far from homeOh Lonesome RoadLord, I’m coming home
Lay Down My Ole Guitar - Land/TaylorI am travelin’ down that roadleaving off my heavy loadhavin’ journeyed long & hardthrough near & farI am not far now my dearIf you listen you will hearas I laydown my ole guitarI will laydown my ole guitarand we’ll sing that ole songone more timecome on round yougood ole friendsand we’ll sing ‘till the endand then I’ll laydown my ole guitarI am weary let me restwaitin’ for that final testnothin’ left for me to dofor me to sayCan you hear our ole time bandLord we travelled this wide landcan’t you hear the musicas it playsI have done the best I canI would do it all againI have tried with all my heartto keep the beatI’d rather be your shot of whiskeythan be everyone’s cup of teayou can pour me on nowI’ll take it neat
We recently traveled to Harrietville for GAP – the Great Alpine Pick. We stayed in the most excellent on-site caravan. It was so terribly awesome that we filmed some videos there.
It had an autumnal burnt orange vibe that absolutely matched the beautiful Autumn weather.
I fell in love with it and took WAY too many photographs of it’s 1970’s splendor.
I particularly loved the bedside lamp.
“Estelle” is a song we wrote a few years ago and with the encouragement of our Goddaughter we dusted her off and added another verse. We recorded it recently and it will appear on our new album ‘Travelogue’ – which you can preview here.