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Polaroids Of Androids


Ernest Ellis
Black Wire

The location here is a long way from it's Parramatta Road record store/venue namesake, which is currently transforming from a restaurant without food into a venue without noise restrictions. Fucking sort it out Darce. No, this one belongs out of the city, away from such purposefully pesky external legalities. More precisely, it's home is amidst the winding hilltops that neatly enclose the picturesque mid-south coastal town of Austinmer, the unofficial sweaty, soulful sea-change capital of Australia. The ideal locale for a song that exists somewhere between a Weekend At Phil Collins' and a more intimate, corpse-free evening with your most treasured lover. Open fires, regrets, single malts and a semi-competitive game of Jenga.

But Black Wire is not really about trivial pursuits, building blocks and their metaphorical representations within our own lives. It's about impatience, becoming self-aware and over-examining the small crippling details of love and life and lowpoints. It's easy to focus solely on the music here, get lost in the slow grind, the Collins, the genesis* of a new musical identity being forged. But go a few more laps through mate/s. Sink deep into the details. That fucking harmonica. "There's too much love". Yeah, and everything that lies beneath that painfully blunt lyric too.

Black Wire will feature on Ellis' forthcoming new album, which is all finished up and due for release later in the year.

* Pun well and truly intended.

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