Vivisection Demo

by Bridget Fahey

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This demo was recorded at Robe terrace in my bedroom between April to August 2015. (Sorry it took so long to complete)

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released May 1, 2015

Written, recorded and edited by Bridget Fahey Hodder
Vocals, guitar, bass, banjo, glockenspiel, beats, synth.
(Track 4 performed with The Folko-Oh-Noes: Eddie Morrison on double bass, Justin J Stone on drums, Bridget Fahey on guitar and vocals)
Recorded at Robe Terrace, Adelaide.

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Bridget Fahey Adelaide, Australia

Bridget has been playing live music since the age of 14, from alleyway shows with crust punk bands to busking on a gondola in Venice. Drawing influence from Soul, blues and grunge, her brand of acoustic punk is like an amalgamation of Billie Holiday, The Mountain Goats and Patti Smith. ... more

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Track Name: Vivisection
VIVESECTION
written by Bridget Fahey Hodder (c) 2010

I can see your face turn blue the transformations fascinating
little red lines in your eyes the fingers flexing from the flesh
the muscles spasm twitch and move transformation fascination
the data seems to pile up/ who says we've learnt everything?

CHORUS
no reaction, no flat lining

You're half awake and half asleep/the veins pop out, the poisons seep
numbers, letters, chemicals/ converse all day with data piles
the salines almost bled you dry/ my perfect little frankenstein
and you'll soon be feeling fine/ cause I said that you're feeling fine

CHORUS
no reaction, no flat lining
product tested, profits bested
Track Name: Wandering Blues (live)
WANDERING BLUES
Written by Bridget Fahey Hodder (c) 2009

I.. I was thrown away
discarded like a piece of trash, what a day
misguided and led astray
so I'm never going back, no I've got nothing to say

I'm stuck in the cold
and the apple at the bottom of my bag is getting mighty old
So i'll wander, till I find a, cheap motel
i'll start busking for my fee and do some dishes as well

the only reason I'm waiting around is to say goodbye
No reason to wait for you to dry my weepin' eyes
I'll be wandering baby, and I won't look back
I'll be wandering by myself down the old beaten track

I've got something to say
I'm so fucking sick of waiting so I'm flying away
I loved you once but now it's just too late
so I'll mend my heart pieces with pink wine,
whiskey and hate

the only reason I'm waiting around is to say goodbye
No reason to wait for you to dry my weepin' eyes
I'll be wandering baby, and I won't look back
I'll be wandering by myself down the old beaten track