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Reduced to Clear

by Trash & The Treasures

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1.
Projectile 01:48
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Eddy Riot 05:00
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey What you doing to day I know what you doing today Your Getting out Get outa my house
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Lola Montez 03:56
I don't care what anybody says I'm in love with Lola Montez It was the gold rush in Castlemaine I first saw her dance Her hips were gyrating like there's spiders in her pants She danced without her panties with her skirts above her hip and when the press came at her she took at them with a whip I don't care what anybody says I'm in love with Lola Montez A Baverian King asked if her tits were real she tore open her bodice said "Give 'em a feel" of the many many men who have stood by her side at least half a dozen have mysteriously died Call her the Countess Call her Queen of France It don't matter if you're dirt poor and Irish If you know how to dance Lola Montez Lola Montez and I don't care what my maiden aunt says Lola Montez Lola Montez and I don't care what Franz Listz says I don't care what anybody says I'm in love with Lola Montez
4.
Superstar 01:48
Na na na na na na na na na Your the one our only super star Now that we've got you we're going far How I want to be just like you I know you want to be like me too How amazing you are on the guitar So good it's like sex in a fast car screaming fans with thier jaws ajar How I want to be just like you I know you want to be like me too Please don't do anything bizarre Like writing a shameless memoir please remember who you are our one and only superstar How I want to be just like you I know you want to be like me too Na na na na na na na na na come to realise you're the one by far oh how we need you now our one and only superstar How I want to be just like you I know you want to be like me too

about

When Trash & The Treasures took to the stage at the Oaktree Tavern announcing they were Blues-Punk, the host was agog



“Well what is it boys? Punk or Blues? You can’t play both.”



Well... we’ll see.



T&TT combine frantic, angry punk rhythms with mighty harmonica powered blues wailing. Lyrics feature a shouty tragic protagonist who lurches between eloquent Shakespearean melodrama and snarling profanities. There are outbreaks of psychedelic jam, snatches of ska and some heavy, heavy vibes. Somehow though it still makes you want to dance.



Fronted by a musical outsider who goes by the moniker Pat Trash. Not a particular fan of ‘this kind of music’ Pat would be much happier in some kind of folk ensemble where he could sing bush ballads or some bullshit. As it is, he shouts and rages against his plight like a wounded lion and wails on his poor old harmonica like it was a broken party whistle.



Al plays the bass. He is a truly gifted musician and should probably be playing a lead guitar, if not for the fact that his solos would be so intricately Mandelbrotian that humanity would be in danger of disappearing up its own arsehole. As it is he operates underneath the radar, weaving an intellectual throbbing backbone to the songs. Pumping out some solid grooves and giving the musicians’ musician in the audience something to chew on.



Neale comes from Wales by way of Manchester. He has a shadowy rockabilly past and sported a mean teddy boy quiff until the follicles gave out. Neale rides the drums hammers out the coda and holds the band together - keeps them in line. He has an infectious spirit of fun that lives and breathes in the music.


Given the emotional maturity of their body of work, some critics are surprised to learn that the boys are only in their 40s, but true fans argue this can be surmised by their unnerving habits of writing liner notes in the third person and dancing like a bunch of drunk dads.

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released June 15, 2019

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Trash & The Treasures Melbourne, Australia

Raucous Blues-Punk with outbreaks of danceable harp-powered groove.

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