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Maybe, then​.​.​.

by Dan Warner & The Night Parrots

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midgetfarrelly
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midgetfarrelly Dare I say it, a very mature sound but can be traced back to the Warner Brothers through Dan's voice which keeps getting better! And they're even better LIVE. Favorite track: All Souls' Day.
mart_oconnor
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mart_oconnor Loving this Dan. Very mature set with restraint and depth. (The nargun in its den! That takes me back.)
Daisy, flowering gum and one highway current faves.
linkster52
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linkster52 Great stuff Dan and the Night Parrots, definitely worth waiting for.
One Highway away is my favourite track,
especially when I’m listening while moving house to Nepean Hwy!
Michael Rae
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Michael Rae A brilliant album. The sax solo on All Souls Day is worth the price of admission alone, and the other 10 tracks are sublime. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Favorite track: All Souls' Day.
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mrembach This song is smoother than a 18 year old whiskey. Favorite track: All Souls' Day.
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1.
EVERY MOON IS BLUE (Borrack/Warner) I’ve been on the straight and narrow I’ve been trying to forget I’ve steered clear of all those places And I haven’t been back yet I went west to Bordertown I’ve been up and down the Hume Tried not to look in the rear-view mirror In case I caught a glimpse of you Every passing truck’s a road train All the radio songs about you Every night’s as long as the remembering takes And every moon is blue I stayed out of the city In towns between the railway lines Hiding out like the Kelly Gang In hills north of the Divide At least out on the backroads Never need to slow or stop I never think about what might have been What you were and what I’m not Every passing truck’s a road train All the radio songs about you Every night’s as long as the remembering takes And every moon is blue The white line’s like a tightrope And I’m feeling for the road How far from there I’ve really come How far there is to go I’ve seen the dog 5 miles from Gundagai I’ve seen the Nargun in its den Seen nine apostles sink into the sea Just might be number ten Every passing truck’s a road train All the radio songs about you Every night’s as long as the remembering takes And every moon is blue
2.
THE LADY ON THE WATER (Borrack/Warner) New York made you feel new again And you didn’t mind the cold The winds blew through all those crosstown streets And tore at all my winding sheets Like the skins of a Russian doll She’s like the lady on the water Alone and proud and brave But all that she stood for Doesn’t matter any more Sunk like bronze into the waves The Brooklyn boys all called you ‘Babyface’ As if you were their maid You kept your new name so warm to your chest As if it gave you permanence Just one light on the Broadway stage She’s like the lady on the water Alone and proud and brave But all that she stood for Doesn’t matter any more Sunk like bronze into the waves Weekend work makes her feel old again And she’d be warmer in real fur She stands alone in the parking lot And divided into equal parts Lets them drive all over her She’s like the lady on the water Alone and proud and brave But all that she stood for Doesn’t matter any more Sunk like bronze into the waves
3.
SUMMER OUT OF REACH (Warner) The moon is melting silver on the beach The Xmas tinsel on that summer out of reach We sang easy songs From American streets On the highways of that summer out of reach Surfie seagull boys, beach-blond hair, so bleached I seem them size you up through their white-pointer teeth And the waves fill up and gather on the reef And break upon that long-gone summer out of reach And the ice-cream vans Tinkle down to the sand And their cold notes sing And just ruin all the stars that washed up from the sea I kept them all ‘cause I dreamed you’d dropped them there for me And the ice-cream vans Tinkle down to the sand And their cold notes sing And just ruin all the shells that washed up from the sea I kept them all ‘cause I thought you’d left them there for me I can see you stepping into the sun On the shores of Cyprus while the springtime looked on Now the seaweed gathers, and the seabirds screech Can you see me watching from this summer out of reach? Can you see me watching from this summer out of reach? Can you see me watching from this summer out of reach? Can you see me watching from this summer out of reach?
4.
DAISY LIKES HER CHAINS (Warner) Daisy likes her chains All the flowers have been tied together, all now perfectly arranged Daisy likes her chains She doesn’t want any loose talk, and she doesn’t want anything to change Daisy likes her chains Daisy likes her chains She wears them like a crown ‘Cause it took a long time to learn to win at this game Daisy likes her chains And though she pulled the trigger, she says George finally got the dragon slain Daisy likes her chains Daisy likes her chains She likes her new name, thank you The old one seemed so stiff and plain Daisy sounds so innocent Margaret, someone who likes to complain Daisy likes her chains They’re just the weeds that tie her to the dial from where she can watch the day Daisy likes her chains They hold the jewels that swing from her neck to show all she overcame Daisy likes her chains Daisy likes her chains
5.
ALL SOULS’ DAY (Borrack/Warner) Saturday I’ll sleep it away You can keep the kitchen - keep it warm all day Ring the bells for tea and cake Saturday I can still hear what you say From the tower Let the three bright trombones play Leave me some light And hang some tinsel on my grave It’s Saturday Put some wings on the words you pray
6.
FLOWERING GUM (Warner) Seattle seemed just far enough away A hillside house with eaves built for the rain When snow falls it still looks Like something from a storybook This year he thought it time to visit home All his blood had drained out down the phone Just to see the old place To see the look on his mum’s face (See her…) Eyes open up, eyes open up, eyes open up (Eyes open up) Up Eyes open up, eyes open up, eyes open up (Eyes open up) Home had not been the place to leave his heart The place his family tore itself apart And Melbourne was a prison for All the things that he imagined (And his…) Heart closes down, heart closes down, heart closes down (Heart closes down) Down Heart closes down, heart closes down, heart closes down (Heart closes down) Just to sit round the table with his brothers and his sister, at last And to drag out all those records, and to sing those songs from Xmases past The evening that he stepped out of the car The light grabbed his shoulders and shook him hard The sunlight electrified each slow step up he took up the drive (And his…) Heart opens up, heart opens up, heart opens up (Heart opens up) Up Heart opens up, heart opens up, heart opens up (Heart opens up) Up Heart opens up, heart opens up, heart opens up (Heart opens up) Up Heart opens up, heart opens up, heart opens up (Heart opens up) Opens up Opens up Opens up Like a flowering gum
7.
THIS AUTUMN AFFAIR (Warner) The fog and filthy air of this autumn affair All is falling down and rotting on the ground Where we are crawling round, this isn’t love we found I took the Truth or Dare of this autumn affair We’re just hanging on, and it won’t be too long ‘Til you say it’s been fun and I become Dear John Finally, let the season turn Let the sense return Just like an old man in a new year And I live far away from here Pull winter down upon me Bury away my soul We make the perfect pair with our autumn affair No, we are not the first, it’s hopeless and it’s cursed It should all just be reversed before it all gets worse The only thing we share in this autumn affair Is one eye on the clock ‘til April starts to knock Like a dry persistent cough and, then, the novelty wears off Finally, let the season turn Let the sense return Just an old man in a new year I live far away from here Pull winter down upon me Bury away my soul All’s in disrepair like this autumn affair Like it’s all about to end and it’s hopeless to pretend That we will meet again, or, that we will stay friends It’s pointless to care about this autumn affair The leaves go down in flames, but our blood slowly drains How can we be blamed? No, I won’t be ashamed
8.
PROMISES, PROMISES (Warner) You said you would be my girl until the winter’s end Then, if I didn’t take your hand, you’d take up with my friend My boss is such a jerk, she docks my pay most every time Says if I’m late again I’m on the unemployment line Promises, promises, all I get are promises But nothing ever comes of ‘em, ‘cause I’m still on the premises Got your pacts and pledges Don’t have no guarantee Promises, promises, stop making ‘em to me My doc says time to stop the Scotch, get off the Guinness too Best give up the smokes, or else, the ghost by sixty-two Someone’s knocking on my door and ringing my front bell Says, if I don’t let Jesus in, I’m heading straight to hell Promises, promises, all I get are promises But nothing ever comes of ‘em, ‘cause I’m still on the premises Got all your pacts and pledges But got no guarantees Promises, promises, stop making ‘em to me The cops keep writing tickets, say they’re always tailing me And if they spot my shitbox they’ll impound my Ford Capri You said you’ll still love me till December twenty-four But by the third of January, I’ll be out the door Promises, promises, all I get are promises But nothing ever comes of ‘em, ‘cause I’m still on the premises Got your pacts and pledges But got no guarantees Promises, promises, stop making ‘em to me
9.
GIVE IT ALL (Warner) Don’t be shy, walk straight inside It’s dark as sin, but you won’t be locked in You may feel it’s right to kneel For Jesus’ sake, you open up the grate But it’s the devil’s ear, and he wants to hear (He really wants to hear you fall, so just…) Give it all Just give it all Before he takes it all Just give it all No child of mine ever fights shy Look ‘em in the eye, give a strong reply You’d be delighted for this dance Offer him your hand, a nod to the band Put his arm in place around your waist (No, can’t leave your slipper at the ball, so just…) Give it all Just give it all Before he takes it all Just give it all Fix bayonets and load the guns Wipe off the mud, boots ready on the rungs No-one will come to stop the drums When the whistle blows, it’ll be time to go Don’t hesitate, no don’t wait (No, just before you fall, just…) Give it all Just give it all Before he takes it all Just give it all Give it all Just give it all Before he takes it all Just give it all
10.
MAYBE, THEN (Warner) I won’t keep turning the key If you don’t wind it up for me I’ll lie this blanket over you You try to sleep the whole night through Maybe, then Maybe, then You play without a plan or scheme I say what I really mean I skip the tracks that make me blue You flip the record to side two Maybe, then Maybe, then I’ll light the beacon with a flare You might bring your ship in for repair I’ll stalk your white whale in the deep You’ll walk my black dog in the streets Maybe, then Maybe, then If I drop the bomb on everything Will you stop wanting to be king? When bells chime, and war comes to an end That time, perhaps we shall be friends Maybe, then Maybe, then I try to say that I love you You lie, say you love me too If I place this note into your hand Will you stay until we turn to sand? Maybe, then Maybe, then
11.
ONE HIGHWAY AWAY (Warner) That one road between the capitals 800ks, mostly straight I could drive almost all the way with my eyes closed I never saw the exit sign, so you say It’s true, I never used to stop in much to see you along the way Now I fly most every time, if I go, anyway Perhaps, one day, we might live in the same town Your weatherboard house, verandah falling down And ‘til he leaves you, ‘til I hit pay day And ‘til one of us shifts ground It’s as you say, We’re just one highway We’re just one highway Away Aint that long since we talked on the phone You still make sense of our old thread A man is not much more than he remembers And I’ve tried to kill off everything in my head Now all the ghosts of yesterday are living on my porch instead They’re not moving soon ‘cause they know I can’t fill ‘em twice with lead Perhaps, one day, we might live in the same town Your weatherboard house, verandah falling down And ‘til he leaves you, ‘til I hit pay day And ‘til one of us shifts ground It’s as you say, We’re just one highway We’re just one highway Away All things pass, at least you can laugh All this trouble seems so close today I never thought I’d still be stuck in Melbourne I spent half my life on the road to Mandalay Plane trees like giant hands pushing up from underneath the clay Reaching up for something in the sky that’s already blown away Perhaps, one day, we might live in the same town Your weatherboard house, verandah falling down And ‘til he leaves you, ‘til I hit pay day ‘Til it all leads me to your doorway And ‘til one of us shifts ground It’s as you say We’re just one highway We’re just one highway We’re just one highway

about

Recorded in March 2021 at Park Orchards Recording Studio, Melbourne, Australia
Mixed and mastered at Pow Wow South Studios, Melbourne, throughout 2021/22

Produced, engineered, mixed and mastered by Marcel Borrack and Tim Harvey
All tracks copyright Dan Warner, except tracks 1, 2 & 5 – copyright Marcel Borrack & Dan Warner

Graphic design by Jacquie Rynn
Front/back cover photos by Dan Warner
Band photos by Mel Steer

Thanks to:
Gerard Schlaghecke at Frontier
Evan Lorden at Park Orchards Recording Studio
Mike Thatcher at Pretentia for web/socials
Cicciolina Restaurant & Bar for shoot location

Dan Warner plays Maton guitars, made in Melbourne, Australia, maton.com.au

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released October 14, 2022

The Night Parrots are:

Marcel Borrack – guitars (most of them, let’s face it), lap steel, piano, percussion, BVs
Ashley Davies – drums
Nathan Farrelly – bass, BVs
Dan Warner – vocals, rhythm guitar

Adam Simmons – saxophone on Track 5
Tim Harvey – additional keyboards on Track 3

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Dan Warner Melbourne, Australia

Dan Warner is a songwriter from Melbourne, Australia. In the 80s and 90s, Dan sang and played rhythm guitar in several local bands including The Warner Brothers, Overnight Jones, Dan & Al and The Largest Living Things. Dan now plays with his band ‘The Night Parrots’ featuring Marcel Borrack, Clio Renner, Nathan Farrelly, Adam Simmons and Ash Davies. ... more

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