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Limit of Maps (LP)

by FRET

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My Mother Is A Fish 01:51
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My Mother Is A Fish (Repeat)
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The Vulture Street End 02:29
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And the vulture said to me 'Please don't take our photo We tire of being portrayed In the pejorative Misrepresented As harbingers of evil When all we want to do Is feed our families Make ends meet Go about our business You might even like us If you tried to get to know us Try to get to know us Get to know us Come on Get to know us'
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Pogo Stiletto 03:55
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Listen up! Into the room walked Pogo Stiletto Out of the Big House, straight back to the ghetto Cold invective spat through broken teeth Watch your back Jack or you is gonna be fleeced He's got some unfinished business Settled in a doss-house, back of the station With a craving for instant gratification Lights out, Pogo Stiletto Clear the room it's Pogo Stiletto He's a bad man He's got a bad plan Into the room walked Pogo Stiletto Out of the Big House, straight back to the ghetto Lose yourself Make yourself scarce You don't wanna mess with You don't wanna mess with You don't wanna mess with Pogo Stiletto You don't wanna mess with........... He's a bad man He's got a bad plan Look out!
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Lusitania 05:09
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Black as pitch On a damp night Oars are dipping quietly Drawing harder Seven young men Mostly strong men Ride the current Out of Kinsale Harbour Holding their breath For what seems an eternity Fishing for pearls And the splendours of modernity Bourgeois bodies Buffeting and bobbing In the belly of the Lusitania
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Some Never Learn 03:03
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Love I hear is give and take You give and give while they take and take Enough to make your spirit break Hurl myself into the lake The world keeps spinning while I stand still It seems I have so much time to kill This knot in my stomach is making me ill Roll myself off the window sill Some never learn some never learn There's nothing as bleak as the lover that's spurned Some never learn some never learn Place my heart in an airtight box Make sure its weighed down and positively locked Dump it at night off the end of the docks While I dash myself against the rocks Some never learn some never learn There's nothing as bleak as the lover that's spurned Some never learn some never learn My car overturns my retinas burn Some never learn some never learn I've had my turn Lord knows I've had my turn Some never learn Some never learn Some never learn Some never learn
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Gone 02:35
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LYRICS The last thing I remember Was losing control of the car Spinning like a marble in a bottle Like a spider and a caterpillar When you know you're gone The last thing I remember Was looking up and seeing the wave Didn't matter how I swam, ducked or dived There was no way I was gonna be saved When you know you're gone
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Red Cave Walk 03:21
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Red Cave Walk Dead of night New moon offering limited sight The turn-off somewhere beyond the huts A bandicoot bashes through the dry low brush The ground is sinking The stale bark breaks Wind is rising Branches shake Temperature drops Fatigue sets in Head in the direction of a distant din I'm only guessing Pre-empting Relying on instinct Innate guile Instinct Listen! Red Cave Walk Dead of night New moon offering limited sight Overturned car bodies / The needle on the compass is spinning slowly Backwards backwards backwards / Gullies full of dead soldiers / Vulpine figures / Serpentine shadows / I'm almost certain that I've passed this rock ledge before / Wind up toys / And the map is an old map / Close explosions / Or the Wrong map / And my shoes are made of moss / Keep slipping on the hard rock / Nothing then something again and then Nothing / My matches are all wet and crumbling on the matchbox / Fever / Heartbeat heartbeat footsteps heartbeat / fever / Pulse beat pulse beat / Fever / Pulse beat / Pulse beat
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The Scattered Remains of a DJ 00:50
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Cloud Nine 06:56
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Enervate, swallow me Hold me under, quell my breathing All the stultifying traps That I erect somehow collapse It flutters like an eddy Buffets on a zephyr Careering like a hurricane Seemingly forever It clutches at my collar And skims me like a stone A levitating mania Entering the ‘C’ zone Run with me Swim with me Fly with me I don’t need to underline that I’m doing fine Inside cloud nine Exhilarating, captivating Pick the lock to where the muse is waiting Surging on a current A white water raft An avalanche of energy Reporting from the heart Run with me Swim with me Fly with me I don’t need to underline that I’m doing fine Inside cloud nine I’ve been shot from a cannon I’ve been speaking in tongues I’m an endless stream of consciousness A convict on the run I am a Khoi-khoi A Ghilliak The tip of the phalanx At the point of attack I am a Valkyrie A Black Sheep Turk Revert to Mau-Mau You just know that it could work I am a lucky cat With a tenth life I am the sperm that finds the egg I am Casca With a knife Just try and stop me
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Hypersensitive 05:38
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I saw a bug crawl across a window I heard static drift in from a radio Heard a chair scrape Across the floor Down the hall in another room A bough creak A glass drop There's something in the roof Hypersensitive (Repeat all of the above) I'm on a ring road swimming against the tide And I feel like curling up inside In a whirlwind there is no place to hide If you'd like to see me jump you'll need to tell me just how...... Hypersensitive
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Federal Ratio 04:22
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At the Philadelphia Convention Both sides detail their intentions Abolitionists and revisionists Slave-owners and creationists Industrialisation Will lead us to emancipation A desire to amass taxation Galvanising representation At any cost A great impost No opportunity lost Three-fifths exists Three-fifths exists yet it don't exist See the eagle in the sky? The air is still and the cotton is high Dubious no matter the angle The hand is offered and the carrot dangled Three-fifths exists Three-fifths exists yet it don't exist So shout consensus yippee-yi-yo Making everybody happy with the Federal Ratio Three-fifths exists Three-fifths exists yet it don't exist See the eagle in the sky? The air is still and the cotton is high Dubious no matter the angle The hand is offered and the carrot dangled Three-fifths exists Three-fifths exists yet it don't exist With both sides focused on the prize The time is ripe to capitalise Brazenly and undisguised We offer you the three-fifths compromise Let's compromise Let's compromise Compromise
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The Party's Over 03:13
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Where will you be when the lights go out? What will you drink when the water runs dry? What will you wear to the party that night? How will you look when you wake in fright? What will you read when you're lying in bed? How will you move in your boots of lead? Who will you talk to on the telephone? When you see the world we should have left alone I said whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa It's crazy you know The party's over The bar has closed Collect your playthings And get yourself home Home Home What will you sing for a lullaby? Will the sea part when you let out that sigh? What did you see behind your lids? Do you regret now, anything you did? Where will you be when the lights go out? What will you drink when the water runs dry? What will you wear to the party that night? How will you look when you wake in fright? I said whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa It's crazy you know
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Start a New Twirl 04:00
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At the thin end of Clyburn station She fell from a moving train When she regained consciousness She had the revelation That life was not pre-ordained She said: I will catch the westbound train To a place of peace and rest If life continues the way it has I'll be staring down my death I need to start this life anew Start a new twirl Start a new twirl The train left the fringes of suburbia Like a serpent shedding its skin And on to a eucalypt paradise Where the soul could rise again She said: I will catch the westbound train To a place of peace and rest If life continues the way it has I'll be staring down my death I need to start this life anew Start a new twirl Start a new twirl Home now We're home now
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Everyone Wants Something 07:40
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There's a scene at the end of the movie Where festivities unwind And the girl says with alcohol-fuelled independence 'Be mine, oh baby be mine' Everyone wants something that they can't have He needed a better option He needed a longer rope Led back to his cell, his inner shell Re-appraising hope Everyone wants something that they can't have I feel so strong when I cross that girl And she knows just what I'm thinking Yet I'm on a hiding to nothing When I can't tell anyone anything Everyone wants something that they can't have

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released October 10, 2014

Drums, Piano, Handclaps - Billy Speed
Guitar (crunchy) - Mitchell Ward
Guitar (smooth) - Johnny SIngleton
Voice, percussion, embellishments - David 'Snajik' Miller
Bass, Mandolin, Piano on Cloud Nine - Alan West
Bass on Gone - Ben Ross

Alan West - guitar on Pogo Stiletto and The Party's Over
Nikolai Miller - trombone, exclamation on Everyone Wants Something
Lewis Miller - backing vocals on Vulture Street End
David 'Snajik' Miller - bass on My Mother Is A Fish, The Vulture Street End, Red Cave Walk, Start A New Twirl, Everyone Wants Something

Album design - Mitchell Ward
Cover photograph (Hartz Mountains, Tasmania) - Ben Ross

Limit of Maps was produced and engineered by Billy Speed and Wil Godfrey at Swain Street Studios. Additional engineering occurred at Bellbird Studios.

Mastered by Nick Aronsten.


FRET would like to thank our families and friends, as well as those most dedicated folk who always come to see us play.

A big thank you to Wil's mum, WRUW-FM Cleveland, Nick Aronsten, Chris Wilson, Mas Carne, Wil Tricity, and of course Vardaman for the first roll of the dice.

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FRET Sydney, Australia

Fret: Sydney's finest undiscovered band.
Involuntary recluses, empathic outlaws, FRET brings a tangerine scent to the Sydney undergrowth. From the lower Mountains to the rolling waves and north to the Hunter. From the King's X Coke sign to the village of Marricks, the dust settles in an Inner West full-body shuffle. Indie rock / post-punk seduction. Beguiling as the falling leaves. ... more

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