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Don't Say Sorry

UTR084 | LP/CD | 10 tracks, 24 minutes | Buy

Love is a highway, but you're not likely to find Terry there anymore. He's on the train. Terry saw the light, and he put on his sunhat. Ring Ring... 'If you're carsick, get outta the car!' There's only room for one big pug in this doggy daycare. Terry's taken to the night. Thank you nurse, I'll see myself out.

LOOK! There he is, peeping through the cracks in your screen. Nuanced. Mercurial. Free. Blowing you a kiss.

Marcel Marceau, Shmarshel Shmarsheau! But Terry... How unforgettable.

What will you do when the cloud gives way? When the map leads you to a pile of potatoes? We wuz wrong. Hit me with your algorithm stick!

Siri, is death an illusion? Siri, am I locked in a prison of my own making? Don't pull that thread kiddo. Siri's gone. Talk about truth!

But when you're ready for real answers... Talk about TERRY.

TALK ABOUT TERRY

Talk About Terry

UTR074 | 7" | 3 tracks, 7 minutes | Buy

Terry is getting ready, combing his hair, buttoning his jacket, turning the key in the door. "I'm doing fine," sings Terry out loud, he knows.

Divide him into four and you get Al Montfort (UV Race, Total Control, Dick Diver etc.), Amy Hill (Constant Mongrel, School Of Radiant Living), Xanthe Waite (Mick Harvey Band) and Zephyr Pavey (Eastlink, Total Control, Russell Street Bombings).

Inevitably, Terry likes to make a noise. Drums, guitars and all his voices come into play, making a solid raft for Terry's melancholic musings to navigate the languid rapids. This all unravels at its own pace, conducting a conversation with the commonplace.

'Talk About Terry' marks the band's first venture into the recorded domain collecting together three of the greatest misshapen glam pop tunes Melbourne, Australia has to offer. Let's sit up at the table. Let's start the dialogue now, as Terry is well on his way.

"White denim, Explorer Socks, Uber, Gore-Tex, the Internet. We live in an information age but we are lonely Terry. We can't rack up what you've got. Tell me about the singles night on the Pyrenees highway. Tell me about those bad choices, about 'The Bin' and how we dance around it. Teach me about yearning, indignation. Teach me, that I may learn for myself. I'm a lady with a fork in a world of gravy. Get me a spoon Terry. Teach me to fish."
- Steph Hughes

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