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Randwick

by Last Quokka

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Mt.Vic.Matt One of my favourite finds over the last couple of years has been this Aussie garage punk band from somewhere in the WA outback. After embracing last year’s brilliant Red Dirt album, I’m now playing catch up with the recent arrival of a couple of earlier EPs that serve up exactly what was ordered…these guys are great! Favorite track: Melbourne Weather.
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Blaaaahhhh-ahhhh-ah Blahhhhh Football star get out my lounge-room You’re a fossil and not wanted here Your bigoted personal views You’re no role-model of mine Blahhhhhh Big football star-arrrrr Big football star! Fossil get out of my lounge-room Fossil get off my TV Football douche
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In Fitzroy we walked on through the Melbourne rain It fell on our backs and then the sun came out again We kept on wandering And we went to the corner 7/11 and we drank Caribbean slurplies and Jamaican rum and we felt the sugar rush right to our heads! Then we took our jackets off because the sun came out Then we put our jackets on because it rained and then we took our jackets off. We went down played Tatts on the corner and had midis of Carlton Draught. It made our headaches so much worse and it made our sugar highs that much worse. So we went back out those big old doors into the Melbourne Weather. Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on, jackets off, Melbourne Weather! Jackets on and jackets off.
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Hurt 02:52
Toughen up’s the message they taught us, Emotions are feminine and feminine is weak, So I pushed them all somewhere deep inside, And it’s cost me so much, it’s cost me so much! I hurt myself while we hurt each other My softer side is it good forever I hurt myself while we hurt each other This masculinity ain’t so clever HURT YOURSELF! The world has taught us patriarchal rules, To control, to dominate and consume. Too many men have raise their hands and it’s cost so many lives, it’s cost too many lives! I hurt myself while we hurt each other To find our hearts we must endeavour Won’t hurt myself, I won’t hurt another We have to find a new way together I hurt myself, You hurt yourself, We hurt ourselves. Enough is enough too much blood has spilled! Too many men have lost their way! I’m sick of feeling ashamed for my gender! It’s time that we all grew the fuck up! HURT YOURSELF! HURT YOURSELF! HURT YOURSELF! HURT YOURSELF!
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We’ve been stealing their time, Four hours at a pop, Been rewinding their clocks, Like we saw in a movie. We’ve been turning off their lights To make their nights go on, Starving their white skins of light To make them more like ghosts. In their damp basements they hear of the world through a broken radio broken unwhole tales. We feed our subterraneans, liquified untruth, Been rewinding their clocks, and then they rose. In the dark behind the times We grow our anaemic assassins. In the dark behind the times, are ghosts, are ghosts, are ghosts! In the dark behind the times We grow our anaemic assassins. In the dark behind the times, are ghosts, are ghosts, are ghosts!
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Australians all let us rejoice and spit and scream and fuck As we dance upon this stolen land of beauty rich and rare This treasured golden soil, it’s bleeding into the sea Through trails once made by the Wagyl Advance Australia Fair Advance Australia Fair For those who come across the seas we’ve boundless plains to share If you’re white or close enough Oh, and be Christian too. Let’s trample upon this sacred land and turn history’s page. Let us cover up this genocide, Advance Australia Fair Advance Australia Fair For those who’ve come across the sea, we’ve boundless plains to share. What a fucking bunch of shit! What a fucking bunch of shit! Because we won’t share, turn these boats around, we won’t share, let these people drown! Let these people drown! Let ‘em drown turn the boats around. Advance Australia Fair and I don’t care. Advance Australia Fair and I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, Anymore! Let ‘em drown, turn these boats around Let ‘em drown, turn these boats around Australian’s all let us rejoice coz we are young and fucked!
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Freo Love 05:06
Walking along South Beach, ankles in the water, watching the dogs play in the sand happily. Sitting on the dunes, watch the sky turn pink, the sun it sets over those docks, those cranes look like dinosaurs… There’s nothing pure as Freo love! There’s nothing pure as Freo love! Sitting at the Nash’ A-quater-past-five, Finish uni at Notre Dame and going for a pint. The drinks are cheap at that time and I’m here with my friends. The sun is sets over those old buildings - I’ve lost it now... There’s nothing pure as Freo love! There’s nothing pure as Freo love! Sitting in this tiny room, my Transperth bus is leaving soon. I can’t move, I’m caving in, These broken picture frames remind me of you. Always alone, always alone, always alone, without you Always alone, always alone, always alone, without you without you without you without you... Masturbating in my apartment! Apathy is choking me! Masturbating in my apartment! Apathy is choking me! Always alone, always alone, always alone, without you Always alone, always alone, always alone, without you without you without you without you without you without you! Masturbating in my apartment! Apathy is choking me! Masturbating in my apartment! Apathy is choking me!

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The third release from Last Quokka is a fast-paced dance-floor shaking 7-track EP!

Released on very limited edition vinyl and digital download.
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released September 18, 2018

Recorded and mixed by Jordan Shakespeare
Mastered by Mikey Young

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Last Quokka Perth, Australia

garage punk from the most isolated city on the planet

trent-vocals, carlota-drums, kirill-guitar, justin-guitar, ray-bass

sometimes anti-social, always anti-fascist

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