Wicked Songs: Elevator Operator & Pedestrian At Best by Courtney Barnett

So getting I’m back into my thingy here in the last few days. I’m trying to do at least one post under a few titles I had going before like: my New Music well, two of them and than Shall Be Released also two posts of those and yesterday a Live Gigs post and now today this Wicked Songs post. This might a bit of a random post but I’ve wanted to put it here since it was released and I’ve got to it now, finally.

These tracks are pretty big ones so it’s nothing new really or even hard to find but does that matter? I don’t know? She’s mostly likely the biggest name in Aussie music in the last two years. I just love her just like everyone else and just wanted to post both my fave videos of her in one place because I can, I guess. Elevator Operator is likely the very last video before something new comes but it’s from the smash hit album Sometimes I Sit And Think, And Sometimes I Just Sit from now last year. This video got all these cameos of oversea famous musos like Sleater-Kinney and Jeff Tweedy, then smaller local ones too so just to name a few of my faves The DronesTim RogersBatpissPaul KellyEast Brunswick All Girls Choir, Jen CloherOuch My Face plus stars Aussie funny woman Magda Szubanski breaking the elevator right at the end. Also Australian cartoonist Michael Leunig is painting in it but then the videos’ director is Sunny Leunig. I’ve to add it’s a totally great and killer opening track on the album too.

Elevator Operator lyrics

Oliver Paul, twenty years old
Thick head of hair, worries he’s going bald
Wakes up at quarter past nine
Fair 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 and he screams
“I’m not going to work today
Going to 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
He waits for an elevator, one to nine
A lady walks in and waits by his side
Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin
Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton
Vickers perfume on her breath
A tortoise shell necklace between her breasts
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 SimCity
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

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

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So above is The Drones who star in it, did you spot them in the video? Left to right it’s Fiona KitschinDan LuscombeChristian StryboschSteve Hesketh and Gareth Liddiard on the phone. Pretty much one of my all-time fave bands so they’re the main image.

I just have to included a second clip now. An earlier video from the same album which also does stars Dan Luscombe and Jen Cloher too. This time it’s director by Charlie Ford and filmed on location at Funfields. She really must love to dress-up, both videos Courtney’s wearing some crazy costume. I do love Pedestrian At Best the best from that album but it’s great album.

Barnett really does put on a great show too. I never wrote about that here on my thingy. It was in January this year. I got tickets for my friend who was having her birthday around the same time but she seem all pissed off about it wasn’t the right day or something, you know like on her birthday night? She did say something like that I’ve got the date wrong but I was like how can you get a cool gig right on the nose. The same night as your birthday because I think that’s only happen once in my life that something great is on the right night or do you just go to random shit things just because? Then she was like is it because Courtney a lesbian too? But I didn’t even know CB was at the time and only now after you just told me. When Barnett played Nirvana’s Molly Lips which is cover song by someone else but was pretty funny now I know that fact, lyrics take on new meaning. Anyway my so called friend never did come to the show and then after wouldn’t even talk to me, I just don’t get people sometime? All I was just saying was happy birthday, you want come to a show around your b’day? I’ll buy you a ticket because last time I seen CB she was so great live would you wanna come along? No, I guess is the answer! Courtney did rock the place too but maybe not as great as the very first time. Anyway here’s the second song on that album so this post has end being the opening two tracks from Sometimes I Sit And Think, And Sometimes I Just Sit album, enjoy!

Pedestrian At Best lyrics

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.

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you.
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you.
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.

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?

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you.
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you.
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 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 hardly sanctimonious.
Dirty clothes, I suppose,
we all outgrow ourselves.
I’m a fake,
I’m a phoney,
I’m awake,
I’m alone,
I’m homely,
I’m a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you.
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you.
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.

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