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Courtney Barnett: The Double Ep: A Sea of Splits
Courtney Barnett: The Double Ep: A Sea of Splits
Just because you’re older than me, doesn’t mean you have to be so condescending.
I still see the same things that you see, I’m a little shady on my history.
She’s so easy.
I noticed you stopped talking to me, now you’re talking to me all the time.
It must be tiring trying so hard, to look like you’re not really trying at all.
I guess if you’re afraid of aiming too high, then you’re not really gonna have too far to fall.
She’s so easy.
Had enough to bring me all the way to the ground, I don’t have to tell you what I’m thinking about.
You have made your bed, I know better than to sleep in it.
Better off dead than the hell that will become of it.
You have hurt my head but I’m not denying that I did not bring it on myself.
I replicate the people I admire but at least I’m not bitter and sad.
I may not be 100% happy but at least I’m not with you.
3. AVANT GARDENER
It’s a monday, it’s so mundane, what exciting things will happen today?
The yard is full of hard rubbish it’s a mess and I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab.
We should ammend that, I pull the sheets back, it’s 40 degrees and i feel like i’m dying.
The nice lady next door talks of green beds and all the nice things that she wants to plant in them.
I feel pro-active, i pull out weeds, all of a sudden I’m having trouble breathing in.
My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I can’t seem to stand on my own two feet.
My throat feels like a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, next thing i know they call
up triple o.
I’d rather die than owe the hospital till I get old.
I get adrenalin straight to the heart, I feel like Uma Thurman post-overdosin' kick start.
Reminds me of the time when i was really sick and i had too much psuedoefedryn and i couldn’t
sleep at night.
Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent, he’s probably wondering what i’m doing getting
in an ambulance.
Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic, should’ve stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.
I do it wrong.
4. HISTORY ERASER
I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets but luckily i left the heater on.
And in my dreams i wrote the best song that i’ve ever written…can’t remember how it goes.
I stayed drunk and fell awake and i was cycling on a plane and far away i heard you say you liked me.
I found an Ezra Pound and made a bet that if i found a cigarette i’d drop it all and marry you.
Just then a song comes on: “you can’t always get what you want” – the Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the
irony!
The stones became the moss and once all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.
We drove by tractor there, the yellow straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet
vermouth.
You said “we only live once” so we touched a little tongue, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my train of
thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly closing on the world.
I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and still the inspector inspected me.
The lady in the roof was living proof that nothing really ever is exactly as it seems.
We caught the river boat downstream and ended up beside a team of angry footballers.
I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino.
We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went home as winners of a kind.
You said “i guarantee we’ll have more fun, drink till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi home i’ll sing
you a Triffids song!”
5. DAVID
If you see me when I’m feeling down, I don’t know if I want you around.
Don’t want you around…I don’t really like any of your friends, but it’s not that hard for me to
pretend.
You bring the spade, I’ll bring the seeds. I’ll bring the seeds…
6. ANONYMOUS CLUB
Let’s start an anonymous club, we can sit close in the dark.
Come round to mine, we can swap clothes and drink wine all night.
Turn your phone off friend, you’re amongst friends and we don’t need no interruptions.
Let’s start an anonymous club, I’ll make us name badges with question marks.
Come round to mine, we can swap clothes and drink wine all night.
Turn your phone off friend, you’re amongst friends and we don’t need no interruptions.
Thank you for cooking for me, I had a really nice evening, just you and me.
7. LANCE JR.
I masturbated to the songs you wrote.
Are you working hard my darling, we’re so worried, always thinking of you and we just want you to
be so happy, keep on going.
I don’t want no 9 to 5, telling me that I’m alive and ‘Man, you’re doing well!’
Have you got some money saved up for those rainy days?
You should start some sort of trust fund just incase you fail.
No my TV, it stopped working when we got here (it’s been four years).
Should get married, have some babies, watch the evening news.
9. SCOTTY SAYS
I got lost somewhere between here and there, I’m not sure what the town was called.
I got lost somewhere between here and there, I’m not sure what the town was called.
You’re good cos you’re never boring, you should probably call me more.
11. PORCELAIN
You are worth so much more, than what you’re going for.
Oliver Paul, twenty years old, thick head of hair worries he’s going bald.
Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.
Breakfast on the run again, he’s well aware he’s dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.
Feeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters.
Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand.
He screams “I’m not going to work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the
grass building pyramids out of Coke cans.”
Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that’s not been filled in.
She looks him up and down with a Botox frown, he’s well used to that look by now.
The elevator dings, and they awkwardly step in, their fingers touch on the rooftop button… “Don’t
jump little boy, don’t jump off that roof, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you you’re still in your
youth, I’d give anything to have skin like you!”
He said, “I think you’re projecting, the way that you’re feeling, I’m not suicidal just idling
insignificantly. I come up here, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I’m playing Sim City. All
the people look like ants from up here, and the wind’s the only traffic you can hear”
He said, “All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!” ... “Don’t
jump little boy, don’t jump off that roof, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you you’re still in your
youth, I’d give anything to have skin like you!”
2. PEDESTRIAN AT BEST
I love you I hate you I’m on the fence it all depends whether I’m up I’m down I’m on the mend
transcending all reality.
I like you despise you admire you what are we gonna do when everything all falls through?
I must confess I’ve made a mess of what should be a small success but I digress at least I’ve tried my
very best I guess.
This that the other why even bother, it won’t be with me on my death bed, but I’ll still be in your
head.
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey.
My internal monologue is saturated analogue, It’s scratched and drifting, I’ve become attached to the
idea it’s all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, I’ve got no idea how I even got here.
I’m resentful I’m having an existential time crisis, what bliss, daylight savings won’t fix this mess.
Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest, the rats are back inside my head what
would Freud have said?
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey.
I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to
catch your eye I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen I don’t know why it affects me like this when
you’re not even mine to consider.
Erroneous.
Harmonious.
I’m a fake, I’m a phoney, I’m awake, I’m alone, I’m homely, I’m a Scorpio.
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey.
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.
I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my best French.
Reminds me of a book I skim read in a surgery, all about palmistry I wonder what’s in store for me.
I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on.
I lose a breath, my love line seems entwined with death (could be a spider web)…I’m thinking of
you too.
There’s oily residue seeping from the kitchen, it’s art-deco-necromantic-chic all the dinner plates are
kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I think I’m
hungry…I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you too. I’m thinking of you too. I’m thinking of you.
Wondering what you’re doing, what you’re listening to, which quarter of the moon you’re viewing
from the bedroom.
Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, swimming at the pool…I’m thinking of you
too.
4. SMALL POPPIES
I stare at the lawn it’s Wednesday morning, it needs a cut but I’ll leave it growing.
All different sizes and all shades of green, slashing it down just seems kinda mean.
In a way it’s a shame you get away thinking it’s just a game.
Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use? At the end of the day it’s a pain that I keep seeing
your name but I’m sure it’s a bore being you.
An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye, I don’t agree with that why can’t we just talk nice?
An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye, I used to hate myself but now I think I’m alright.
An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire.
5. DEPRESTON
You said we should look out further, I guess it wouldn’t hurt us.
We drive to a house in Preston, we see police arresting a man with his hand in a bag.
It’s got a lovely garden, a garage for two cars to park in (“or a lot of room for storage if you’ve just
got one”).
And it’s going pretty cheap you say? “Well it’s a deceased estate….aren’t the pressed metal ceilings
great?”
Then I see the handrails in the shower, a collection of those canisters for coffee, tea and flour, and a
photo of a young man in a van in Vietnam.
And I can’t think of floorboards anymore, whether the front room faces south or north, and I wonder
what she bought it for.
(If you’ve got a spare half a million, you should knock it down and start rebuilding)
6. AQUA PROFONDA
I saw you in the lane next to me.
I couldn’t see underneath your swimming cap but it appeared that you had dark coloured hair; maybe
it was blonde for all I know.
I tried my very best to impress you, held my breath longer than I normally do.
Felt my muscles burn, I took a tumble-turn for the worse (it’s a curse my lack of athleticism).
7. DEAD FOX
Jen insists that we buy organic vegetables and I must admit that I was a little skeptical at first; a little
pesticide can’t hurt?
Never having too much money I get the cheap stuff at the supermarket, but they’re all pumped up
with shit, a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.
Sometimes I think a single sneeze could be the end of us, my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved
into a passing truck.
Big business overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the right, been driving through the night to
bring us the best price.
More people die on the road than they do in the ocean, maybe we should mull over culling cars
instead of sharks (or just lock them up in parks where we can go and view them).
There’s a bypass over Holbrook now, paid for with burgers no doubt, I’ve lost count of all the cows.
There’ll be no salad sandwiches. The law of averages says we’ll stop in the next town where petrol
price is down (what do I know anyhow?) If you can’t see me I can’t see you.
You always get what you want and you don’t even try.
Your friends hate it when it’s always going your way, but I’m glad that you’ve that got luck on your
side.
You say you’ll sleep when you’re dead, I’m scared i’ll die in my sleep, I guess that’s not a bad way
to go.
Gets harder in the winter, gotta be a fake or shiver, It takes a great deal out of me.
Yes I like hearing your stories, but I’ve heard them all before.
I’d rather stay in bed, with the rain over my head, than have to pick my brain up off of the floor.
9. DEBBIE DOWNER
Tell me when you’re getting bored and I’ll leave.
I’m not the one who put the chain around your feet.
I’m sorry for all of my insecurities, but it’s just part of me.
Hey Debbie Downer turn that frown upside down and just be happy.
I don’t ask too much of you, it’s true, and I can’t read your mind.
Sell me all your golden rules and I’ll see if that’s the kind of person that I want to be.
Don’t stop listening I’m not finished yet, I’m not fishing for your compliments.
The old man says he’s “already saved it three times this week. Guess it just wants to die?
I would wanna die too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air but to be fair I’ve done my share
guess everybody’s got their different point of view.”
I was driving down sun set strip (Phillip Island, not Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a cool
drink, took a sandy seat on the shore.
There’s a paper on the ground, it makes my headache quite profound as I read it out aloud (It said)
“The Great Barrier Reef it ain’t so great anymore, It’s been raped beyond belief, the dredgers treat it
like a whore.”
Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I’m thankful for this view.
Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I’m thankful for this view.
We either think that we’re invincible or that we are invisible but realistically we’re somewhere in
between.
We all think that we are nobody but everybody is somebody else’s somebody.
Don’t ask me what I really mean, I am just a reflection of what you really wanna see so take what
you want from me.
Can't wait for you to go away cos i just crave that meagre taste yeah.
That MSG tastes good to me, i disagree with all your warnings.
And it can't be true that they use glue to keep the noodles stuck together.
I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans, I'm sick of lentils.
It's no good, it's no good, you say it's no good for you.
Remember some people have real problems next time you whine.
1. HOPEFULESSNESS
Yknow what they say
No one’s born to hate
We learn it somewhere along the way.
Hardly a maverick
Just get this one done, then you can move along
They don’t know where you been, why you gone so long.
3. CHARITY
Everything’s amazing
Everything’s amazing
I bet you got a lot to prove I know you’re still the same
Everything’s amazing
From me
And you
From me
And you
From you
And me
5. NAMELESS, FACELESS
Must be lonely
Being angry
Feeling over-looked.
I hold my keys
Between my fingers
N so many options
I hold my keys
Between my fingers
Go on tell me
Nameless, faceless
Everybody happy
Need validation
Need validation
9. WALKIN’ ON EGGSHELLS
I’d give
It all away
So I say nothing
Sorta self-rightous my heart of gold
I’d give
It all away
You’d throw
It all away
Present enough
And I know all your stories but I’ll listen to them again