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Future Suture

by Ned Collette

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Adam D “Next day I got so high it hurt, and took it out on the kids at work.”

So much yes. Favorite track: Sell Your Life.
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Jason V. Somehow softer and more tranquil than Ned Collette's other albums (all of which are successful exercises in serenity), this album doubles down on introspection, worldly analysis, and the exploration of poetic meaning through soothing folk music. The perfect album for slowing down and catching your breath. Favorite track: The Country With A Smile.
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First Love 03:36
Ten thousand miles away we go to make the play we've carved out for our century of you, of me The flowers growing fast beyond our call hour The fall was looking grim and on account of him I left the scene to wander back down the old track here then, again The time you screamed and I came running Funny Times we kissed in hallways such as this It’s alright now you say, “We'll find another day” I improvise the words around what we have found I want to say that I am sorry but we left so amicably, so goodbye my first goodbye
Sell your life, I'll be nice my dear Let me help and I'll allay your fear If we try we can end it right I don't mind staying up all night Let me show you one that I prepared before We'll start off on the couch and finish on the floor You came round I was in the fridge, then you left you said it was a smidge too soon Next day I got so high it hurt and I took it out on the kids at work It hurts me not to say I haven't lost a thing but I'll swap with you right now, a good plan for a fling And I'll be king, you be the fool I'll be the pig, you be the mule Carry the joke, I'll make it solemn And where we meet is where we've got them Falling down another day and I thought I might have heard you say you loved me So I haul the load again and I set stumbling down the road again You can't change anybody That’s okay with me As long as when we're broke, we're rich for being free And I'll be me You be me too We'll throw away the rest of you And if it’s talk, we'll pay attention Because in the end that’s all we're getting...
You fell across your guns like forty children on a sleigh ride The money in your pockets wouldn't buy you little sin You did your best to make it with the masters of the poor-house But in the end it was the lend that came to do you in Your children cannot smile for hunger, now there's nothing left Of betrothal sweet and sweaty and a meagre sum bequest The fence is pale and slender as the hopes with which you dressed The grass is greener where there isn't mud And it might have felt like forty rivers forded for this life But really you became the banks of every steaming shore Never touched the water did your children or your wife Never touched the water did your thirsty vision sore A colosseum built of pith on which we stand so proud The men that lead us still are men like any in the crowd The men that lead us still to death to still birth without warning The women we should love that you should love are still in mourning "Call back later" Joan of Arc cries wailing in the night "You men have left me fallen for my pride in black and white You haggard beasts of little principle have lost the fight To false egalitarian concoctions of the right" These would be times to make a stand or even take in hand The words of those forgotten, slammed by leaders and their claims Instead we'll opt for times to tar and feather thoughts of guilty undertakings More the merrier! Consider your brief spot of fame The down and out are out and down, they cannot wear the spit Of so many who would claim the crown for running at the shit The fools were dancing all the time to let these athletes know That every time they left the ground their ignorance would show Now you'll sing some praise, and now they'll scratch your back And forgotten will be ways of lengthening the slack Take me high above this, watch it all descending Its nothing that we have not seen for years as something pending And now the field hacks and mauls at populations crawling Upon crushed knees designed to fall for frail consumer callings Bring all your fights together and call them just one war Do what you will man - we've seen it all before
I don't want to die in a foreign place or disappear without a trace, so onward we will fly because I don't like what I see in this country For a minute just hold your tongue and wait The fire will come to its abate The world thinks you are like precious stones but I don't see it somehow I woke up, found I'd dreamt the human race It was just as I'd seen something I thought I could cling to Wait for my soul to take, you masters of what cannot be born of love and pray that he's that kind because your souls will betray you when you die And in the morning I will sing your praises Until you show your cards we'll sing your praises...
On channel 19 there's an idiot savant And 35 has got all the girls you'll ever want The end of it all's staring you inside your face You could be the last hope for the last of the human race You could lose your mind in here, your money too Make sure you bring a friend to share the load And if you manage to survive the rules of this secret room You could weave it on a loom and hit the road Welcome to the country with a smile More's the answer More's a question of denial Four days left and we've got nothing left to choose We just have to make it home again I can see it getting rough from here but hold on tight The solution wont be know until its known Welcome to the country with a smile More's the answer More's a question of denial
I found myself on holiday with fortune by mistake and fortune was you and I was me and so we'd make each other for a time upon the gently frozen lake of what do become memories so easy now to shake you lay there in the sunshine letting sunshine do its work and for the rest of the day we let ourselves go beserk until the corners of the room grew dark and so we slept and woke to make a perfume of the people we had kept from dreams that youth delivered to the doorways of our rest and when we woke again a new day came and we were blessed with energy and hunger for each other's bodies clean though finally we had to eat some food between our dreams and broken was the spell we had so accidentally cast so back to town to knowing that this thing will never last but that was nothing to our eyes so blinded by the fact of being young and having no idea just how to act and though I look back now as I sit cold upon this beach it’s just by chance you came into my mind so out of reach and I guess that's testament to all the simple lives we've led and how a lifetime can disguise as one day in a bed and maybe as I thought about this somewhere you though too about that holiday where I was I and you were you
Ned's Dream 06:55
I walked out further One night from home Than I had ever walked alone The dark it met me And so we went To find our fortunes, our futures bent Joined by a shipman He sailed the sea He found his vessel was too lonely White whales behind him His freedom spent He'd lost his youth so improvident But what's this doubt America What rotten core is this? And soon we happened upon a girl Her face it showed us the ancient world She joined our party Faced true to night And struck on forward to help our flight For what could we do but run on Backs to oblivion Four of us flying against the wind Old brothers come near to do us in When by a fifth one we were so joined Who in relation was but a boy His eyes all wonder at blackest night The way became lit by his foresight Not quite a child, but not a man This one ahead now light up the land For back behind America And all the war she knew Fly faster fly America Is on our tail She comes to murder you A vision reached us - it was the dawn On night the curtains would soon be drawn But before losing our darkest friend We met a woman near to her end She whispered quietly To slow our pace "Don't rush like this so from place to place" But chased by the spirits Of old decline We hardly had time to say goodbye So goodbye now America Goodbye to all that world That you destroyed Sweet innocent Your crimson flag unfurled
Lost & Found 07:46
They say that you came in from the cold just as the world was sold And trying to walk the streets you'd known you found that the last of life was gone And now that we've finally lost this frame there'll be no chance to start again But calm we can be as we lie down for knowing the end was all around So turn your back on things you might have said before No one's here to hear your call Millions of moments left to dust And all of them in trust To a life we might think of just as one Witnessed by one abiding sun "Wait! by the door that I built for you I'll be gone just a week or two, perhaps a few If we could be silent for one day it might help with the things we say I'm sorry hey" And now that the burning leaves do fall you come home to be alone And when those leaves have blown away it might be we'll start another day So fell your fear - let it crash around your ears And hark back to those times we loved Just for a moment, please give me back those times we loved
Race 06:03
In the beginning you'll break all your old rules the further you walk from stuff of fools The devil gets started in small things out the back And though you've already started you're only steps from the track Because it’s the same old race with all of the same old faces Thank god for that No need to make all your choices The markers will try to drop you like a cold stone The fallen will watch you from behind Ten silver hurdles to dog you The sky will grow old But you will grow taller with each step until you're too big for the world Because its the same old race with all of the same old faces Thank god for that The choices were always so easy for you You knew what to do And you always came through So thank god for you


Ned Collette's second album, Future Suture was released in September 2007, a year after his debut, Jokes & Trials. Collette had spent much of the year in Europe touring with Joanna Newsom and Camera Obscura, and while basic tracking sessions had taken place at the end of 2006, the majority of the arrangements were written and recorded back in the Melbourne winter of 2007. Produced by Collette and his erstwhile collaborator/drummer Joe Talia, the much more elaborate sound of the record was influenced by artists such as Scott Walker, Brian Eno and particularly German composer Peter Thomas (see the sample on Pulp's 'This Is Hardcore'). For the performance of his arrangements Collette turned to many of the instrumentalists he had played with and been influenced by in the Melbourne experimental and improvised music scene, notably Tim Pledger and Belinda Woods with whom he had lived and played in Bohjass, Finnish-born violist Erkki Veltheim, and former City City City bandmates Talia, Eamon McNelis and Ben Bourke (who would later play bass in Wirewalker). Fellow Melbourne singer-songwriter Oliver Mann (with whom Collette had attended primary school) provided his operatically trained guest vocals on "Show Your Hand".

Future Suture was well received critically, Rolling Stone declaring it "Diverse and inspired... Future Suture pushes Collette’s writing to unexpected territory, offering wonderful new vistas with each track", while the single off the record - The Country With A Smile - is arguably Collette's best known track to date. In 2010, Canadian music e-zine Cokemachineglow placed the album #75 in it's top 100 albums of the decade.

From allmusic.com:

"The opening moments of Ned Collette's second record are a lark, picking up from the exact musical and instrumental tone of his debut, but they do not stay that way. From there the album morphs into a number of new forms, into smoke-ring guitar solos and phasing electronic atmospherics. It retains all of the appeal of the debut but feels like a mutation of it more than a specific growth or refutation; the transition between the two has the feel of a roadtrip from the countryside to the city. The company remains constant, and good. It says something about the delicacy of that first release that the opening guitar lines of a track like "Show Your Hand" feel almost psychedelic, and the shift to a martial verse right afterward seems outright daring. But despite these instrumental differences, Collette's voice remains as lyrically and emotively appealing as ever, at once elliptic and conversational. By creating a work so artistically true to its predecessor but sonically expanded, Collette handily sidesteps any question of a sophomore slump."


released September 29, 2007

Ned Collette - voice, guitars, bass, organ, synthesizer, drums
Joe Talia - drums & percussion
Ben Bourke - bass on "Lost & Found" and "Winter Holiday", Farfisa on "Show Your Hand"
Rachael Kim, Sophie Dunn - violins
Biddy Connor, Erkki Veltheim - violas
Eamon McNelis - trumpet
Kynan Robinson - trombone
Belinda Woods - flutes
Timothy Pledger - saxophone, clarinet
Oliver Mann - guest vocals on "Show Your Hand"

All songs written and arranged by Ned Collette
Recorded and mixed by Joe Talia and Ned Collette, Melbourne, Australia 2006/07
Additional recording by Matt Maddock
Mastered by François Tétaz

Cover photo by Trevor Lemke, prepared for print by Tim McNeilage
Centre Artwork by Karla Pringle


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