Cube It and Bent

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THE dwarf band / KELLAWAY SAGA

Songwriter Alf had amassed 10 years of lyrics, but could not play an instrument, when he purchased a Casio keyboard. With single finger major chords, two finger minors and the extremely demanding three finger 7ths, he placed the tunes in his head behind the words. Thirty-five songs spewed forth in one long weekend, warbled into a cassette recorder with Casio plodding along roughly in time. Nine of the 35 formed the basis of Cube, It and Bent. Not long after, Ken offered his dwarf studio (located on the corner of Cubitt and Bent streets) and recording commenced. In 9 nights, at 1 song each, the album was completed.

Cube It & Bent provided the foundation for the early Kellaways recording process. John (Deano) organised the various bits and pieces - Alf was not big on intros, instrumentals, endings or clever chord variations - and laid down an acoustic track. Alf did a rough vocal, Ken did the rest. The final vocal followed and Ken and John did the harmonies. In honour of the studio, the band was christened dwarf band, small in number and ambition. A 10th song (Golden Rule) was added 3 years later, because the album seemed small in number too.

As with all the following 8 albums comprising the saga, the cover art was 'done' by Alf the Scavenger and fairly faithfully reproduces the cassette or CD cover of the original 'release'.

Read on chronologically for the tale of a band that never really was (for nine albums).

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released December 31, 1990

Songs and vocals: Alf Davies

Backing vocals, acoustic 6 & 12 string Matons, mandolin: John Dean

All other instruments, engineering & arrangements, all
aspects of production: Ken Stephenson

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Track Name: City Slipper
CITY SLIPPER

Hunting for the action, all of the roads lead home
Sunk into reaction, from all of the folks I've known
Glancing into parkland, all of the trees are bare
Hard for me to understand, the fig leaf that I must wear

Gripping insanity making me mad
Mirror my vanity making me sad
Well, I couldn't see how the good would turn bad

Waving by the sea-side, to all of the girls down there
Hoping they would open wide, smiling at me they stare
Dashing down a backlane, someone I know I've seen
Don't want to see the look of pain, remember what I have been

Gripping insanity making me mad
Mirror my vanity making me sad
Well, I couldn't see how the good would turn bad

Walking onto nowhere, dead-end in front of me
Now I'm tearing at my hair, people will let me be
Hunting for the action, all of the roads lead home
Sunk into reaction, from all of the folks I've known

Gripping insanity making me mad
Mirror my vanity making me sad
Well, I couldn't see how the good would turn bad
No, I couldn't see how the good would turn bad
No, I couldn't see how the good would turn bad
Track Name: Straitsman
STRAITSMAN

Bass Strait wind, it blows from the south
Ice on the eyebrow, salt in the mouth
I wonder if we'll ever see Franklin in one piece
(We are the Straitsmen)

White-cap leaping, crash on the bow
Night is approaching, the sea is in cloud
I wonder if the nightmare of darkness will ever cease
(We are the Straitsmen)

Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman
Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman

Working from daylight, spreading the net
Far from the inlet, further south yet
Antarctic lies sleeping, waiting to throw you something new
(To throw at the Straitsmen)

Heading for home now, moon on the wax
Franklin in sight, the Strait at our backs
The inlet a pond, so easy forgetting what we went through
(We are the Straitsmen)

Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman
Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman

Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman
Together they stand, Straitsman, Straitsman

Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman
Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman, Straitsman
Track Name: Miscalculated
MISCALCULATED


Something doesn't add up here, near the truth, awfully near
Something doesn't add up here, I look at you, through clouds I peer
Something doesn't add up here, I look at you
And then you turn away

Something doesn't add up here, paid my fare, but awfully dear
Something doesn't add up here, you flick your hair, another beer
Something doesn't add up here, you flick your head
And then you turn away

Your story, can't be all; you bore me, yet I'm enthralled
Ignore me; when I call I'm really down
But something doesn't add up here, things aren't what they seem
Something doesn't add up here, I search for what you mean
I search for what you mea-ean


Something doesn't add up here, clouded eyes but not a tear
Something doesn't add up here, although I try, I am no seer
Something doesn't add up here, you shift your eyes
And then you turn away

Something doesn't add up here, the thread of truth has disappeared
Something doesn't add up here, I shout at you, but you can't hear
Something doesn't add up here, I look for you
But you just turn away

Your story, can't be all; you bore me, yet I'm enthralled
Ignore me; when I call I'm really down
And something doesn't add up here, things aren't what they seem
Something doesn't add up here, I search for what you mean
I search for what you mean, I search for what you mean
I search for what you mea-ean


Something doesn't add up here, something doesn't add up here
Something doesn't add up here, something doesn't add up here
Something doesn't add up here
(Something just doesn't add up here)
Track Name: Golden Rule (of Men and Zen)
GOLDEN RULE (OF MEN AND ZEN

People ask me why I am the way I really am
I don't have an answer, just know that I'm a man
People want a reason for the seasons that pass by
I don't look for reasons, just know that I will die

My golden rule, and I'll never let it go
My golden rule, and I'm never going to show
My gold to fools, who'd never understand
My golden rule, I must make just what I can
Make it while I can, I'm just a ma-an

People ask me what I do to get through every day
Nothing is my answer, I don't have any aim
People try to justify what lies behind their acts
Nothing is the simple truth, I simply give the facts

My golden rule, and I'll never let it go
My golden rule, and I'm never going to show
My gold to fools, who'd never understand
My golden rule, I must make just what I can
Make it while I can, I'm just a ma-an

Men and zen, fools and rules, blind faith placed in useless tools
Where and when, how and why, we only can be sure we'll die
In the e-end: men, and zen

People tell me first they have a purpose in their life
Then complain about their boredom and their endless strife
People want to sail and never fail to reach their goals
I just say by nature our lives are never whole

My golden rule, and I'll never let it go
My golden rule, and I'm never going to show
My gold to fools, who'd never understand
My golden rule, I must make just what I can

My golden rule, and I'll never let it go
My golden rule, and I'm never going to show
My gold to fools, who'd never understand
My golden rule, I must make just what I can

My golden rule (And I'll never let it go)
My golden rule (Yeah, I'll never let it go}
My golden rule (I'll never let it go)
My golden rule

My golden rule (mm-m mm), my golden rule (yeah yeah)
My golden rule (mm-m mm), my golden rule (yeah yeah)
Track Name: Nagasaki
NAGASAKI

Who felt the heat and the oppressive silence that day
When so many people who lived there were all blown away
Forty years later they're arguing trying to sway
My opinion but all I can do now is quietly pray?

The tree stands naked, the child will die
Who stands blameless, not I?

A morning so perfectly clear, you could not see the sun
Such a beautiful day it was totally useless to run
Is this still human behaviour what have we become
In the words of co-pilot, My God: what have we done?

The tree stands naked, the child will die
Who stands blameless, not I?
And I hope and I pray, to live another day
And there won't be a party like they held for Nagasaki

A world safety balanced, destructive possessions its base
While talking of peace their examples are dropped into place
Eloquent inverted logic revealing two-face
Making their weapons, a spiral eliminates race?

The tree stands naked, the child will die
Who stands blameless, not I?
And I hope and I pray, to live another day
And I won't join a party that believes in Nagasaki
Track Name: Don't Cry For Me
DON'T CRY FOR ME

I have never been so lonesome, all the while spent on my own
Sometimes I think I'll slide into the floor
My existence is a habit, all the while I fail to grab
It seems to me my own self I deplore

But don't cry for me, I have no delusion
Don't cry for me, I avoid intrusion
Don't cry for me, or offer your solution
Don't cry for me, just leave me be
(Just leave me be)


I have always seen your laughing sideways looks and glancing half-
Intentions, I had never thought to fake
My reaction, no prediction sideways step and furtive shifting
Mental state wrought solely for my sake

But don't cry for me, and give me your confusion
Don't cry for me, and help me paint illusions
Don't cry for me, I'll find my own solutions
Don't cry for me, just leave me free
(Just leave me free)


I have never been so lonesome, all the while spent on my own
Sometimes I think I'll slide into the floor
My existence is a habit, all the while I fail to grab
It seems to me my own self I deplore

But don't cry for me, I have no delusions
Don't cry for me, I avoid intrusions
Don't cry for me, or offer your solutions
Don't cry for me, just leave me be
(Just leave me be)
Track Name: You Don't Have To Go Home
YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO HOME

Tragic patience you display, will you deign to look my way
I guess I should explain it, though, expect it hardly matters if you know

You don't have to go home
You don't have to spend another night alone
(You don't have to go home)
You don't have to go home
We don't need to live in a mindless stone
You don't have to go home

Why you stay I cannot tell, should I sway you with hard-sell
Instantly my prospects soared, now you've mastered looking bored
Weight of silence hard to bear, you just give a vacant stare
I go on rambling, you're amazed, I don't catch on 'cause I am fazed

You don't have to go home
You don't have to spend another night alone
(You don't have to go home)
You don't have to go home
We don't need to live in a mindless stone
You don't have to go home

Irretrievably faux pas, talk was where I'd been a star
Desperate for relief that's due, I couldn't say I thought you knew
Slow to sink into my head, realized with loads of dread
I blew my rave and so the night, you can't save me from my plight

You don't have to go home
You don't have to spend another night alone
(You don't have to go home)
You don't have to go home
We don't need to live in a mindless stone
You don't have to go home

You don't have to go home
You don't have to spend another night alone
(You don't have to go home)
You don't have to go home
We don't need to live in a mindless stone
You don't have to go home
Track Name: Grim Harvest
GRIM HARVEST

There's blood on the tracks, poppies grow out in the fields
There's no money owing and the dream he had was real
There's blood in the bank, on the door, and in the street
There's no way of slowing the grim harvest he now reaps

There's blood in the howl, haunting, spine-chilling sound
There's no way of knowing when he's up or when he's down
There's blood on his wrist, on the knife, he sharpened long
There's no way of knowing who is right and who is wrong

They wanted him to pay, to see the sunrise grey
Insisted he would pay, exist another day
Deep in their jail, they never fail
Deep in their hell, no-one will tell
No-one will tell, deep in their hell


There's blood on the bar, on her dress and in his hair
There's no way he's going to show a weakness anywhere
There's blood in the car, on the wheel, and on his lip
There's no way of knowing why he took his final trip

They wanted him to pay, to see the sunrise grey
Insisted he would pay, exist another day
Deep in their jail, they never fail
Deep in their hell, no-one will tell
No-one will tell, deep in their hell
Deep in their hell, no-one will tell
No-one will tell, deep in their hell
Deep in their hell, no-one will tell
No-one will tell, deep in their hell
Track Name: Civil-Iced War
CIVIL-ICED WAR

A decade in the salt mines (of Siberia)
And when you'd laid some pipelines (in Siberia)
Then you regained your place
But you were in disgrace, in Siberia, (in Siberia)

Come and form a lobby (at the Pentagon)
Power games are your new hobby (at the Pentagon)
Your empire costs you less
'Til you cross the IRS, at the Pentagon (at the Pentagon)

Then it's civil-iced war (civil-iced war)
Refrigeration without thaw
Put that man on hold, stay there in the cold
In a room without a door
He can contemplate his flaw
This is civil-iced war (civil-iced war)

A lifetime in the closet (in suburbia)
You have no wish to stop it (in subservia)
But when you show your hand
No-one can understand, in suburbia (in subservia)

You're shooting for the top (in politics)
You're the pick among the crop (in politics)
Your leader makes a gaffe
But you must take the rap, in politics (in politics)

Then it's civil-iced war (civil-iced war)
Refrigeration without thaw
Put that man on hold, stay there in the cold
In a room without a door
He can contemplate his flaw
This is civil-iced war (civil-iced war)
Track Name: Modern Slave
MODERN SLAVE

I am a slave, to the needs of only one
I never gave, a thought for anyone
I never wanted to, occupy my mind with someone else
I always hoped, I could fly right in the face of hell
I believe I must change, weary of my ego game
Try to find, a way out of the mess that I have made
To see if there is anything to save
To see if there is anything so brave, in me

And I'll break up the shell of my selfish pride
Forget about hell and the flames inside
As a Door I'll break through to the other side
(Break on through to the other side)
But hopefully I'll stay alive
(Break on through to the other side)
Yeah, hopefully I'll stay alive

I am a clown, who's now run out of jokes
I never was down, 'til I found I had no hopes
I never wanted to, occupy my mind with what I'd do
I always hoped, a miracle would show my worth to you
I know now you need more, you have held an open door
Try to find, a way out of the trap that I have wrought
To see the things that you have rightly sought
All the things that you have dearly, bought with pain

And I'll break the pretense of my foolish pride
Return to my senses and life's delights
As a Door I'll break through to the other side
(Break on through to the other side)
And hopefully I'll stay alive
(Break on through to the other side)
So hopefully I'll stay alive
Yeah, hopefully I'll stay alive
Yeah, hopefully I'll stay alive