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1.
Don’t Tell People Your Dreams, they don’t survive outside of the heart, when those feelings arise you’ll need to lie awake, until they’re broken, Do not let them turn into lies Those babies kick you right in the part where you don’t really need it, Don’t tell people your hopes, they’ll end up at the end of joke, Tall skyscrapers will rise up high and scrape them off the sky as they’re spoken Send them off out into the night, those babies like to come to come back and bight where you don’t really need it, What to do? Tell me doctor, pioneer: life feels empty, lying here, Dumb believers, barely feelers: the night is where the final stories explores, The dark is where the final fear is fun So don’t tell people your hopes, you’re gotta scream them from the trees (OR need them where you’re going) Let the winners take the jokes, you’re gonna be one if you don’t., Don’t share people’s fears, just fill the hole with hundreds of beers, Make that something your once in lifetime dream then ask just for the refund, When they see the proof of your life, they’ll strangle it and hide it in a part where the sun doesn’t shine, ‘ What to do ? So don’t tell people your hopes, you’re gotta scream them from the trees (OR need them where you’re going) Let the winners take the jokes, you’re gonna be one if you don’t And Don’t Tell People Your Dreams
2.
You knock me down with the back of your hand like the hair of an elephant’s eye lash I need to know what would happen below when that thing is pie in the sky, a pie You Make the Wrong Go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go Right You Make the Wrong Go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go Right <whistle> Look in the sky there’s a bird and a kite but for seeking there’s nowhere to hide A need to feel an emotion congealed like the smell of a seal’s intestine You Make the Wrong Go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go Right You Make the Wrong Go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go Right <whistle> I NEED TO SEE WHAT YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE NO, YOU Couldn’t conceive of time (Ooh whoah) who would you know who the second they go are where they have already arrived? You Make the Wrong Go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go Right You Make the Wrong Go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go, wrong go Right
3.
Mid-life Dreaming, stains upon the ceiling Phantom pain I’m feeling, surgery doesn’t move. ---- Broken face and grieving for a home land, Mortuary health plan, dole up ahead. <> In their centre made me the tormenter, many times to enter Not to be believed. --- Down at the Centrelink they’ve memorised my face Many troubles pay their double-time, won’t find me there! And the old man’s not admiral, And he says its not what you know its how you do, you know, And the heart breaks itself, Whoah –oh, ho. Oooh – ho Government centres, filled up with tormentors, Fortunate demented, form-filling few. Failed the Centrelink test they’ve memorised my name. Many troubles pay their double-time, won’t find me there! And the old man’s not admiral cos he says its not what you know its how you do, you know And the heart breaks itself, the heart breaks itself Whoah –oh, ho / Oooh – ho And the heart breaks itself, the heart breaks itself, the heart breaks itself. Oooh – hoWhoah –oh, ho
4.
Simple Life 04:01
Please beware all vegetarians you might murder microbial beings The poor things run away Tell the ants you’re incredibly sorry and so begins the indelible story Of all life gone to waste Ooooh I believe in the simple life The carefree life, the charmed life. Ooooh I believe in the simple life - the things we didn't do before also not do again. Ooh I believe in the Si-mp-ple life. Hear the song it’s a primitive prison built around an idea gone missing The poor thing ran away Cowboy heros loose guitar bastardry tryina make your whole life go faster The whole things gone away Ooooh I believe in the simple life The carefree life, the charmed life. Ooooh I believe in the simple life - the things we didn't do before also not do again. Ooh I believe in the Si-mp-ple life. ad lib. Oh I believe, yes he/we/they believe/s
5.
The sun goes down and the music goes out of your life, The music goes on a shelf up next to the wife. Who did you see on the talent show? My god, that’s such a miserable place to go Into an Adult Contemporary Nightmare, not even teenage romantical blisses But not even Adult Contemporary Nightmares were ever like these kisses, ever like these, Ah bop bop, Bah bop bop bah, Bah -bah bah bab bah bah bah bah bah bah bab bah bah bah bah__________ Instrumental: The whole of age is a horrible fortunate hell It sucks of all the things I created myself Who did you see that you didn’t know? My god, that’s such a miserable thing to know. Into the Adult Contemporary Nightmare, where not even teenage romantical blisses, Batter this bad old dementia fright-scare into something to kiss, Ah bop bop, Bah bop bop bah, Bah -bah bah bab bah bah bah bah bah bah bab bah bah bah bah__________ Adult Contemporary Nightmare, Adult Contemporary Nightmare, Adult Contemporary Nightmare – <DRUM solo> Adult Contemporary Nightmare, Adult Contemporary Nightmare, Adult Contemporary Nightmare – <solos, jazz scat>
6.
Sing, sing sing, singer songwriter Love, laugh, cry, singer songwriter Sing a song of sixpence for no pence at all, Oh singer songwriter, singer songwriter Write, write songs, singer songwriter Sing the songs unsung you sonic freedom fighter Sing a song about a singer songwriter Oh singer songwriter, singer songwriter We all believe in words (we all believe and conversate in words) But feelings don’t happen in words, So what have you done? You’ve given more than melody Chante, chante, chante, auteur-compositeur-interprète Chante les chansons méconnues, combattant de la liberté sonique Chanter une chanson sur un auteur-compositeur-interprète Oh auteur-compositeur-interprète, auteur-compositeur-interprète Singen, singen, singen, Singer-Songwriter Sing die unbesungenen Lieder, du klanglicher Freiheitskämpfer Singen Sie ein Lied über einen Singer-Songwriter Oh Singer-Songwriter, Singer-Songwriter We all believe in words (we all believe and conversate in words) But feelings don’t happen in words, So what have you done? You’ve given more than melody (Optional): gao, gao gao, gaayak geetakaar pyaar karo, hanso, roo, gaayak geetakaar bina pens ke siksapens ka geet gaen, o gaayak geetakaar, gaayak geetakaar Oh, sing, sing, sing singer songwriter Write, write songs, singer songwriter, Sing a song about a singer songwriter Oh singer songwriter, singer songwriter Oh singer songwriter, singer songwriter Oh singer songwriter, singer songwriter
7.
Went into the city of the soul, I saw a certain creature in control It was not there, it’s hidden features stopped and stared Fell into the river of the deep, Oh-oh by drowning in a life that I would lead The beast agreed and said: wAhhh – Oceans will go where they wanna go Blllaaah - Time after time and they seem to know Came across some people who like me, Considered life a comedy routine, they did not care, The mouthless creature grinned and bared The beast devours the long lonely hours The still bleeding heart from the belly of the beast The youth, their hoards the cowards come towards Their day--- Wandered into a world with beings growing Who-o lo—oked just like a beast who previously I’d known The beasts all agreed. And they all said “Aaaah:” Oceans will go where they wanna go Blllaaah - Time after time and they seem to know Then I raised a tentacle and I sneezed, I discovered that in fact this beast was me I did not care the mouthless creature grinned and bared The beast devours the long lonely hours The still bleeding heart from the belly of the beast The youth, the hour, the cold parrot mouth – The day---
8.
I’m in a hole that the sound leaks out of I meet a soul diva, and so I ask her: ‘Oh what dis- -ease must this be, that has buried us here so deep? When the Things we do we’re spoiled for choice?’ And here’s just what she said: “Music only changes when we want it to change, and we have to be the change” “Music gets decided at a meeting of executives while the bands are out somewhere else getting laid” A year goes by and the time goes sideways, I ask that soul diva if there are any back or side ways because “This misery, must this be so incredibly dark and so deep, when the Things we do we’re spoiled for choice?’ And here’s just what she said: …. Singing I had a dream once” “well, we don’t really care”“My self-esteem’s poor” “well, find somebody’s to share What was it like to play in Queen with Brian May? We may we may, we may, we may, we May, we may, we may, but we haven’t got a CD Please help me be better well that doesn’t come for free And now I’m singing to you from a box down on the floor singing “Lalala, lalala, la “Music only changes when we want it to change, and we have to be the change” “Music gets decided at a meeting of executives while the bands are out somewhere else getting laid” “Music only changes when we want it to change, and we have to be the change” “Songs are where we store ideas and can shit where we eat with our ears.... while the bands are out somewhere else getting laid”

about

This album was initally conceived as a compilation of some of the original music Johnno Lattin made and played with friends Brett O'Donnell (drums) and Naomi Cain (violin) over the years 2016 to 2021. However along the way we picked up some amazing creative friends, Tarntanya musicians Jo Zealand, Matt Harris, Vikram Kumar, Gail Buckby, all brought their incredible talents to the tasks of producing a lively album before Johnno became a half-centurion.

The name 'Blackpenny' arrived one morning in May 2016 in a fuzzy dream along with a messy idea for a logo, when a band name was needed our frst gig, for Sydney writer Bob Blunt's launch of his book 'The Year My Hair Fell out'. This album covers some of the period of start of the band Blackpenny when Penny McBride (trumpet) and Nick Ketley (saxophone, bass) played at Bob's gig before leaving Adelaide forever.

'Wrong Go Right' (track 2) is a live recording including Penny and Nick, and US interloper Bob O'Dair from a rehearsal at Naomi and Karl's house. Penny & Nick then departed Adelaide for Sydney, where they recorded some of their parts at Tim Kevin's Tempe River Studio - which were used in the recording of 'Singer Songwriter' (track 6).

The next year Johnno and Brett had a two-piece gig at the Gov, Naomi & Karl Larsen (designer, musician, sound engineer) were overseas in Cuba, and the decision (based on youngfolk's waterfalling marketing strategy in which every gig is a single launch - because they don't need to actually print a physical single) - was that no gig could be anything without a release and Brett pointed to Johnno's hard disk recorder (which he bought in Brighton UK in 2005 and contains many song sketches) and said 'we should release something from that beast' which become the basis of the song 'Belly of the Beast' (track 7) which was released as the title track of the 2017 Belly of the Beast EP. Unlike the youth, however we printed a CD hand crafted at home.

2017 was the same year a government workplace restructure was announced impelling Johnno into a stressful midlife career change which took the next 4 years - track 1 'Don't Tell people Your Dreams' is the learnings of that story.

'Heart Breaks Itself' was written 2018 informed by experiences of the extreme difficulties faced by people in dealing with Australia's social security system of the time in which people were systematically legally accused by automated income averaging algorithims of ripping the system off, these people were cut off from payments, bullied and humiliated. Some years later the entire shamefaced system was found to be illegal however not before many lives were lost, some people took their own lives, others died preventable deaths due to financial difficulties and distress.The system was a system later dubbed 'Robodebt' and is the subject of a Royal Commission in Australia which is ongoing in 2023. Mid-ranking and senior public servants were complicit in the system.

'Music Only Changes When We Want It To Change' is a song both older and younger than all of the other songs - the challenges of creating meaningful music whilst being overtaken by popular media is a familiar story to this band. Corruption in music is nothing new, but how much people want and enable it to be corrupt is a story nearly as old as songs. From claquers, shills, the story of Payola and onto the current monopolisation of humanity's music choices by multi bilionaires Spotify - the challenge of mapping out an ethical creative sonic media is one that remains with today's music listener, musicians and their families - to create and enable the flow of music reflecting our living dreams and dying wishes.

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released April 4, 2023

Recorded and mixed in Tarntanya (a.k.a. Adelaide), on the lands of the Kaurna people. The land was taken without their consent causing continuing intergenerational trauma. Respect to the rich music and song of First Nations peoples. Respect also to people of diverse cultures, backgrounds, genders, sexualities, cultures, bodies, abilities, and neurotypes.

John Lattin: guitar, vocals, keyboards, banjo, percussion, bass
Brett O'Donnell: drums
Naomi Cain: violin, alto recorder, vocals
Matt Harris: synth, guitar, vocals, thigh slaps
Vikram Kumar: Flute
Jo Zealand: vocals
Gayle Buckby: accordion on 1.
Penny McBride: trumpet on 6
Nick Ketley: saxophone on 2, 6
Bob O'Dair: guitar and vocals on track 2

Recorded and mixed at Songbird Society, Bowden, South Australia, by Max Hurrell
Track 2 Recorded at This Big Design, Bowden, by Karl Larsen, & Songbird
Trumpets on 6 recorded at Tempe River Studio, New South Wales by Tim Kevin
Graphic Design: Karl Larsen, This Big Design & John Lattin
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek

A special thanks to Cath Kevin, Jerry Lattin, my family, and families of other musicians here.

This album is dedicated to the memory of people who lost their lives due to things people do.

All Songs by John Lattin

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Blackpenny Adelaide, Australia

Out there adult contemporary music lounge indie Tarntanya/Adelaide-based eight-piece Blackpenny bring gritty, plaintive, and witty songs from the front row of midlife.

Blackpenny formed in 2016 and evolved around a shared love of music making and has coalesced into an outfit that unabashedly celebrates the joys and confronts, with wry humour, scarifying aspects of life.
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