New Albion

by Andy Gordon

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1.
The day has finally come. Thursday we begin our run down to St Helens and then out to sea. My love I don’t want to leave Invoke the kindest breeze, leave like January leaves. I hate the roll of the salt ocean sea. Darling I don’t want to leave Can you hear me Patyegarang hear me calling your name. My head in the stars and my heart in your hands hear me Patyegarang Loneliness is part of me my life has been on the sea. There’s no disguising a fear in your eyes in the way you look upon me Your people are calling you back Patye, don’t leave just yet. The banks of the rivers known only to song and he who has lain among. Hear me Patyegarang hear me calling your name. My head in the stars and my heart in your hands heal me Patyegarang Hear me Patyegarang hear me calling your name. My head in the stars and my heart in your hands hear me Patyegarang
2.
05:27
3.
You drew a circle in the sand but what you didn’t understand you got nothin’ in your hands just a circle in the sand sit and watch someone wait for crumbs from the back porch must have been a sight to see the light of a thousand dreams wide open Drew a circle in the sand and you made them understand a ruler of the land with a circle in the sand to start something anew up to you what were you thinking? and if we turned the clock back now would this be how we’d do it all again? we’d do it all again. a loss of liberty opportunities misunderstandings where has gone your heart it was the start would you do it all again? would you do it all again? He drew a circle in the sand what he didn’t understand you got nothin’ in your hands just a circle in the sand just some writing in the sand
4.
I never said, never did nothin’ wrong never said that I could’ve done better and nothin’ goes too right for me I find myself always hungry Black was the ribbon they swear I stolen it would’ve looked fine in my long black hair it was my word on hers and you know who the jury heard I find myself always hungry On the Lady Penrhyn with a child on my breast sailing the stars and the 40th parallel I never been this far from home And still I am always hungry A tall Scottish Sir tells me he loves me Rosanna is also to his pleasin’ he helps where he can but he can’t help that much we find ourselves always hungry Almost one year the fishin’ gone thin blacks all around us is starvin’ I dream of my home, I feel so alone It’s the curse of us all, always wanting Rosanna and I always hungry
5.
04:46
You are saltwater people you are strong all the answers you need to survive you just look around it’s there all along I see a woman out fishing she’s got young ones by her knees she’s got a fire in the bottom there cooking something for them to eat Tar-ra, Tullagalla A new mother she’s just given birth, has her child beside her she ties a piece of her own hair on the little finger After some time the tip drops off. It is a gift to the sea When that daughters goes fishing for the first time her first fish is a gift for that fee Tar-ra, Tullagalla When the boy’s getting older, steps on into the light Cammeraigal man comes from the north he does the law right All the men have one front tooth, the other one’s gone they’ve got scars on the bodies now drawn before dawn Yoo-Lahng, Wokamagully The old line of the foreshore, it’s down there by the Quay it winds it way under the concrete and feet for those who want to see And the stories are beautiful now, If you’re lucky to hear Just find someone who is willing to share someone to walk you round there Tar-ra, Tullagalla Yoo-Lahng, Wokamagully
6.
Summertime is coming the trees are sweetly blooming wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather will you go Patye, go? and we’ll all go together where the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather I’ll build my love a bower near yon pure crystal fountain and on it I will pile all the flowers from the mountains will you go Patye, go? and we’ll all go together where the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather If my true love she were gone I would surely find another I would sail across the ocean till I found the blooming heather will you go Patye, go? and we’ll all go together where the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather A silence had descended ‘till White started whistling “Marlbrooke gone to war” and you all sang along will you go Patye, go and we’ll all go together where the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather will you go Patye, go?
7.
04:05
Up on the water’s edge Feel the tide slowly coming in Red bloom she opens up Show gawura where to swim They’re coming up Ngiya ngai I’m on the water’s edge My long heart slowly melting I have the sun in my eyes But I can clearly see They’re coming up to Mel Mel They’re coming up Ngiya ngai Ganu, shells that wash upon the shore Ganu, shells that wash upon the shore Ngiya ngai, Ngiya ngai Look to the sand and stone To where he sits alone watching I’ll throw my hook and line in You know just what I’m thinking We’re full up Ngiya ngai We’re full up Ngiya ngai Ganu, shells that wash upon the shore Ganu, shells that wash upon the shore Ngiya ngai, Ngiya ngai Ngiya ngai, Ngiya ngai
8.
03:24
A cool head and a cool heart you need those things to start with walking a fine line to stay in charge of all the madness there’s a price to pay and all will meet the maker in the end to ask for mercy maybe beg you’ll get what’s coming for you A spear in the thigh an eye for an eye Arthur he did row into Manly Cove just three men, their weapons in the boats left on the shoreline Banelon he tried to tell you you were here on trial it was you who would be soon to feel a spearing in the thigh You can’t deny an eye for an eye You didn’t know that you could dodge a spear it just won’t err Sir till your safely back at camp and with a doctor at your side Sir If they wanted to they could have killed you right there in cold blood Sir At least you understood that it was justice on their mind Sir A spear in the thigh an eye for an eye
9.
No lines in the sand you know this place like, the back of your hand. The men are proud, look out to the sea looking for signs, signs, signs that only they see Kameygal man, salt water lore saw your arrival, there on the shore Islands that float, masts like the trees maybe sailors like possums, hung with white leaves. Not so long, till you’d learnt to say please. So hard to get up when your down on your knees You are the ghost, you are the ghost that I thought was going to leave You should not have seen another day but you been another day now you should leave Shells of your middens crushed by hand lime for the mortar mixed with stone and sand you’re not invited, time is ignored lives set aside, left outside, for another year One man left, he begs on his own lonely moan South Head road is now his home. No people left, gone to Galgalla (smallpox) people throw coins that land in the gutter Gadigal man, his people were strong Home in this place ‘till the whites came along You are the ghost, you’re the ghost that I thought was going to leave You should not have seen another day but you been another day now you should leave Are songlines gone now? When the last man dies who sings him up strong do spirits live on? Does an eel still mean what it once meant to you? will a mischievous women come out of the blue? will she creep around evening, when the kids are in bed? or are these dreams woken and now they are dead? You are the ghost, you are the ghost who I thought was going to leave All hope is gone, the fire is out Gwíüng boalá, the fire is out You’re the ghost, you are the ghost that I thought was going to leave You are the ghost, you’re the ghost that I thought was going to leave

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All tape distortion, analogue compression, analogue anomalies and hiss, buildings, hallways, rooms, doors, traffic or environmental noise or anything unusual you may hear is intentional and has been crafted carefully into this project.

Big thanks to Ellie and Atticus for the writing space and love. 
Katrina thank you my love.
To the librarians at The State Library, you get to see it all, thank you for your patience. 
Thank you to The Rocks Dreaming Aboriginal Heritage Tours. I recommend this to anyone who wants to start the journey.
Aunty Loretta Parsley, Trevor and family. Thank you for welcoming me into your fold. 
Nardi and Kaleena for your support, ideas, stories and love. When you're sailing you need people with you who can navigate and swim. You made me feel safe, ngiya ngai. 
Syd and Elhi thank you for your unwavering support. Syd, it's fair to say this is our project, not mine and I'm happy about that. 
Stan Mobbs thank you for the Gibson Hummingbird, we loved it.
Kane Dennelly thank you for the Taylor acoustic and the National Tri-Cone which really framed the last track.
Tania Bowra thank you for your love, care and enthusiasm. 
Amanda Roberts you are a force of good in the world. Long may you stride ahead so the way forward is clear. 
Paul Greene thanks for dropping by at short notice and adding some vocal love. 
Karella thanks for the beautiful cello work.
Thank you John Kane for your mandolin work, that was a lovely morning.
Glen Phimister thank you for the U47. What a joy!
Rick O'Neil you are the sonic master and all round great guy. 
Jo Stirling I think I am happiest when you are looking after how it looks. 
Thank you to Tania Morandini, Gabrielle Anderson and the creative space at the Shoalhaven Arts Centre.
Dom Fraissard so great to reconnect after all these years. Eddie Fraissard you helped out when we really needed it, thank you.
Richard Davidson sorry we didn't get to do it this time but I enjoyed our chats immensely and look forward to working together at some point in the future. 
Christina I know how to fly now.
To friends, family and fans thank you, you make me a happy man.

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released September 10, 2015

Engineered and Produced by Syd Green
Recorded at MonoNest, Nowra
Studio Assistant: Michael Cable
Mastered by Rick O’Neil at Turtlerock
Artwork by Jo Stirling at Morf Design
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