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The Cactus and the Dragon

by Mark Mulholland

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1.
You expect me always to be there for you but not to care about the things that you do you keep asking me to leave, then begging me to stay why d'you treat me this way? You like to run around town but you don't like it when I fool around you want to make up all the rules to the games that you play why d'you treat me this way? You say it won't happen again again and again and again you say you want to make it straight but you keep going astray why d'you treat me this way?
2.
I've got a haunted feeling that I took a wrong turn hanging in the air like the chords to an unfinished song but I know that you're right for me even if everything else comes tumbling down Chasing after my life like a ball thrown down a hill carrying a tray of glasses that I'm trying not to spill but I know you'll help me pick up the pieces even if there is nobody else who will letters lie accusing and unopened in a pile on the floor life gets so confusing, I don't know where I'm going anymore my mind feels like a cell, but at least I can always tell you'll come and open the door being pulled in all directions at once like a man on the rack reaching out for things that are gone and they won't come back feels like I'm going off the rails, but I know that you never fail to put me back on the tracks
3.
Floodgates 03:57
The first grey hints of dawn have started creeping down the wall or maybe that's just my wishful thinking hoping that the light will chase away another night full of trying to fight the feeling that I'm sinking and it seems all the time that I'm slipping behind Like a swimmer against the tide but the tide's going to turn and on my return we'll open the floodgates wide neon signs behind my eyes are flashing dirty little lies that leave doubts to do battle with my reason and no matter how I try the paranoia multiplies that I'm surrounded by conspiracy and treason and it seems all the time that I'm slipping behind Like a swimmer against the tide but the tide's going to turn and on my return we'll open the floodgates wide and I start to slip into the arms of sleep and slowly drift away into a sea of faces with sirens' voices begging me to stay and the current's strong as we're dragged along but the jagged rocks slip past and the waters calm as a gentle hand unties me from the mast so I'll start a new day on the crest of a wave feeling like time's on my side I'm going to let go and get back in the flow and open the floodgates wide
4.
telephone keeps ringing can’t help wondering where you are sitting in the corner another town, another bar I’ve covered many miles of late but I ain’t got very far feels like I’ve been chasing yet another falling star this old road keeps taking me away from where I want to be I don’t mind if you’re with someone else I just wish you were with me I wish you were with me and if there is somebody who’s holding you tonight I hope that he’s not cruel to you I hope he treats you right but I’ve been going kind of crazy ever since we’ve been apart I hope there’s still a place for me somewhere inside your heart but this old road keeps taking me away from where I want to be I don’t mind if you’re with someone else I just wish you were with me I wish you were with me
5.
instrumental
6.
I hear the familiar splash of the whisky falling into my glass someone shouting in the street outside from time to time a car goes by there's music drifting through the wall a dog barking in the hall and the world keeps spinning round the clock's ticking seems so loud and now the bottle's almost empty the candle flickers, there's a chill in the air just sitting here, listening for your footsteps on the stairs
7.
Don't go too fast, don't go too slow It's a crazy world, you never know what's waiting for you round the bend but you're going to get there in the end by driving down the middle lane of life in the inside lane you might get stuck in between those scary trucks and the fast lane you would never dare you'd have to be crazy to go out there so you're driving down the middle lane of life you've got the wife, the kids, the car and on Friday nights the same old bar when you left home you didn't go far or try to reach for some distant star and you try to behave like they say you should a steady job, the prospects good and you wouldn't change even if you could you're a pillar of the neighbourhood the speed limit you would never break and you wouldn't even dream to take along a hitcher for the ride as you're being overtaken on either side while you're driving down the middle lane of life so you listen to “Sussudio” on your fancy stereo and think of all the things that you never tried and you hate everyone as they pass you by as you're driving down the middle lane of life wishing you weren't going home to your wife for more television, bitterness and strife that makes you want to take the kitchen knife and stop driving down the middle lane of life
8.
You're always waiting for that knock on the door There doesn't seem to be any way of going back to how it was before Once you start running it gets so hard to stop you have to keep one step ahead until one day it all catches up It got too hard to stay in town but as soon as you get to another place all the same scenes start going down Once you start running it gets so hard to stop you have to keep one step ahead until one day it all catches up It's hard to know what there is to do when you realise that what you're running from is sitting there inside of you Once you start running it gets so hard to stop you have to keep one step ahead until one day it all catches up
9.
It seems it's been a long time I've been singing to nobody but the wind that blows through empty places waiting for the story to begin and the familiar faces saying all the things they said before but something tells me that there must be something more I had a feeling when I woke up today that something new is going to come my way I've been running round in circles trying to shake that sick old shadow chasing me and searching round the world for things that are already plain to see and the rainbow's end reflected in the bottom of my glass which I keep reaching for is just beyond my grasp I had a feeling when I woke up today that something new is going to come my way
10.
Sweet taste 02:54
I remember a time that seems so far behind when love gave me such a sweet taste I don't know where it went, was it squandered or spent or did it just blow away on the wind but now I look back at how I went off the track and I can feel the despair closing in but I know it will pass as I drain the next glass and lose myself in one more pretty face I leave on my own and I make my way home and the road seems so hard on my feet and God only knows all the things I let go without ever counting the cost there are visions that haunt me and memories that taunt me looking back on the paths that I crossed and I feel one more day go slipping away like the cars that pass by on the street
11.
I wish there was someone I could write this song for some sort of angel that I could long for someone who'd make me want to sing and sit there hoping for the phone to ring my heart would race as I'd hear her speak or see her walking down the street catch her eye in a lingering glance or pluck up the courage to ask her to dance and we'd both feel like we hadn't a care as we walked home laughing in the cool night air we could talk for hours by the firelight as we watched the flames I could hold her tight and in the morning we could watch the dawn and this fantasy could go on and on but I'm sad to say It's just a song
12.
I'm going to write this song for you because I know you liked the tune I haven't seen you for a long time now and I don't expect to soon I'm sitting here with an ice cold beer on a lazy afternoon with the early summer sunshine spreading slowly round the room ain't it funny how the world spins round and every now and then it's all shaken up and settles down then it all starts up again I remember in a dream one time you turned and waved goodbye I still clearly see you standing there with laughter in your eyes now you live five hundred miles away might as well be ten light years because it seems a thousand lives ago that you were living here ain't it funny how the world spins round and every now and then it's all shaken up and settles down then it all starts up again
13.
The cactus and the dragon and the jug upon the shelf and the salamander climbing up the wall just like myself and the plants are turning yellow and the fridge begins to scream and the robot's laughing at me telling me it's not a dream and the bottles stand like pawns on the board in front of me as I'm sitting trying to figure what the next move ought to be there's a silence full of noises that crowd around my head and there's demons in the bedroom and ghosts above the bed now the stranger in the mirror doesn't want to meet my eye as clouds of dark foreboding start to gather in the sky there's a bag of broken words spilt like marbles on the floor and a world outside the window about to burst in through the door the cactus and the dragon and the darkness in the hall and the pages slowly turning in the book upon the wall now the fridge is turning yellow and the plants begin to scream and they're all laughing at me and I know it's not a dream

about

For many years now, Mark Mulholland has been travelling and playing music, sometimes with bands, sometimes solo, sometimes with an assortment of musicians met along the way. This is clearly reflected in the manner in which he has recorded his new album „The Cactus and the Dragon“. The initial tracks were recorded in a makeshift studio in Berlin by Australian engineer Dugald Jayes, who recorded Mark's first solo album, „The Devil on the Stairs“, and the rest of the recordings have been done in studios, kitchens and sitting rooms in Berlin, Paris, Antwerp and San Francisco. The album features guest appearances from a wide range of Mark's musical collaborators, including Chris Hughes (True Spirit, Nina Hagen, Mick Harvey, Rowland S. Howard, Nikki Sudden), Armelle Pioline (Holden, SuperBravo) Joe Armstrong (Two Dollar Bash, Methylated Spirits, Impure Thoughts), Olaf Hund, Boris Kontorowski (Lord Mouse and the Kalypso Katz, Teenage Terror, the Comedian Pharmacists), Carey Lamprecht (Emily Jane White, Jolie Holland), Jérémie and Timothée Regnier (The New Government, Haussmann Tree, Rover), Inneke 23 (The Lipstick Painters), Robert „Fearless Bob“ Angst (The Cry Babies), Sean Moore, (The Slaters), Orit Shimoni (Little Birdie), Stéphane Doucerain (Nikki Sudden, Nitro 17, Impure Thoughts), Jeffrey Luck Lucas and Allen Devine.

Mark brought the disparate elements of the recording to Monobeat Studio in Berlin, where they were mixed and mastered by Stewart Hill. The package was completed with striking cover art by Andy Leuenberger.

The songs cover a wide variety of styles, with jangly pop rock on „Something New“ and „World Spins Round“, delicate and intricate folk on „Another Falling Star“,„Sweet Taste“, and „This Time of Night“ (the last two of which feature top class string arrangements by Jeff Lucas), boisterous country on „Middle Lane Driver“, and catchy swing on „Why D'you Treat me This Way“. „Footsteps on the Stairs“ has the potential to become a jazz standard, and the title track is full-on psychedelic rock. Despite the stylistic diversity, and the varied instrumentation, lineups and recording environments, the album works as a cohesive whole, reflecting the multiple facets of Mulholland's accomplished songwriting skills..

Although there is an impressive array of guest musicians, the temptation to put in superfluous elements has been resisted, with tight arrangements and the structure of the songs cut back to the essential, as can be seen by the fact that 9 of the 13 songs come in at under 3 minutes.

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released December 7, 2011

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