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Baldessin Mash
Sometimes, there’s a voice in your head Says you gotta get out, somewhere better instead It’s time to print, you’re just not able You need more space, you need more tables In a workshop in a mud brick town With gums and wallabies all around Roller on ink the only sound In a studio in a mud brick town Last stop on the Hurstbridge Line I’m heading out to Baldessin Last stop on the Hurstbridge Line I’m heading out to Baldessin, oh Baldessin, I can hear Tess Edwards calling Silvi sets the presses rolling Get my printing done Here at Baldessin Saturday market, chattering voices So many chais so many choices Classic? Spice? Mug? Pot? Which one have you got? Have you had it, do you drink it If so, how often Which do you choose The cow or soy option? (The powder or leaves?) Last stop on the Hurstbridge Line I’m heading out to Baldessin Last stop on the Hurstbridge Line I’m heading out to Baldessin, oh Baldessin, Got a workshop to be doing Silvi gets the coffee brewin’ Hit up the Albion Here at Baldessin Baldessin Aaaaa… And it’s always been my fantasy Win a fellowship from the State Library Saving money with my own sheets In a garret in the sun Here at Baldessin Barbie Kjar is bringing it home Mokulito on wood not stone Photogravure’s Not just a fad Check out Lloyd’s bromilliads Holy Moses! A kangaroo! Drop my pizza from a Boy Named Sue (Double vegan cheese!) Last stop on the Hurstbridge Line I’m heading out to Baldessin Last stop on the Hurstbridge Line I’m heading out to Baldessin, oh Baldessin, Where I feel the presses sighing Where my latest prints are drying Where the ghost of George still walks among the gums At Baldessin At Baldessin Baldessin (How much further can it be?) Neil Tennant & Chris Lowe (Pet Shop Boys), West End Girls, 1986 Jimmy Webb (for Glen Campbell), Galveston, 1969
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Good to pull Ow! B.A.T! Ooh, Bon à Tirer, Bon à Tirer Ooh, Bon à Tirer, bo-Bon à Tirer Good to pull Get it like this Good to pull Want it like this Ow! Rollin! Press Gangster here P,P, P, P P Press Gangster here P-P-P-P, P Press Gangster here Press Gangster, Press Gangster, Press Gangster here Press Gang-sters Press Gangster here Now, now, now, wait a minute y'all This aint no place for premature editions Only the good to pull So all you print mothers, get your proofs into gear Yeah, get good to pull Press Gangsters here, we’re stopping the press Don’t want no second best Sort out your etches and grooves, you gotta pass the test C’mon, we’re takin it slow till you show You’ve met the standards of the artist and you’re good to go Now proof it Bon à Tirer Yeah, BAT Bon à Tirer French for good to pull Bon à Tirer lookin’ good Bon à Tirer It’s lookin’ real good Ow! Lookin’ good Ooh, Bon à Tirer, Bon à Tirer Ooh, Bon à Tirer, ba-Bon à Tirer Yo, yo, yo, yo, printing tech Yeah, you! Don’t need no hissy fit If French aint your thing choose RTP from the list It’s short for Ready to Print, Still means that it’s looking good Now print it Cause it’s lookin’ good Looking real good Get it like this Want it like this Print it like this Print it! Boy! Enough of all this proofin’ I’m good to go Let’s get those presses rolling Bon à Tirer Bon à Tirer Bon à Tirer Ba-Bon à Tirer Boy! Enough of all this proofin’ I’m good to go Get my edition flowin’ Bon à Tirer Bon à Tirer Bon à Tirer Ba-Bon à Tirer Ah P-P-P-Print it, Print it Print it P-P-P-Print it, Print it Print it Hurby Azor & Ray Davies (for Salt 'N' Pepa), Push it, 1987 Don’t know which way the cards will fall
Rolling up, in black Or wiping it back? Can’t figure out which way to go Relief prints or intaglio? Gamblin? Graphic Chemicals? Cranfield? Charbonelle? Speedball? Water-based or oil-based? Oil-based or water-based? Can’t figure out which way to go Relief prints or intaglio? I can’t decide which end I prefer The scraper or the burnisher? Positive or negative? Negative or positive? Schminke? Caligo? Speedball? Derivan? Graphic Chemicals? Don’t know which way the cards will fall Rolling up, in black Or wiping it back? I can’t decide which end I prefer The scraper or the burnisher? Cranfield? Graphic Chemicals? Gamblin? Charbonelle? Speedball? Water-based or oil-based? Oil-based or water-based? The Breeders, Cannonball, 1993 *Lyrics by Martin King
Up and down Through and through Corridors of art school Every day I make my way Down the corridors of art school I wanted to study at RMIT Call came through, yeah, they wanted me Now I’m heading down to Orientation Week Riding high on the number 1 Down Swanston Street Up and down Through and through Corridors of art school Every day I make my way Down the corridors of art school Now I really just don’t know what to do Can’t print, can’t paint, can’t draw like I thought I could But the feel of Charbonnel Is driving me on I'm Gamblin I’ll graduate before too long Got my BA Now I’m on my way Got my BA Now I’m on my way Grant McLennan (Go Betweens), Streets of Your Town, 1988 Rocking, flick of the wrist now
Rocking, wish I knew the trick now Rocking, won't happen by magic Baby And I can’t do enough of it Rocking, forwards and back, keep Bm rocking, for velvety blacks oh E Db Baby, I’ve just gotta keep a’rocking it F# B Don’t stop a’rocking it now Don’t stop the rocking, gotta keep a’rocking, don’t stop a’rocking now F# I have never been shy Dbm When it comes to intaglio Amb Thought I’d give it a try E Ebm D All day rocking from left to right E Ebm Db B Db Rocking diagonally overnight E Ebm Top to bottom through a new sun rise Dbm B A B Then start again, start again, start again Oh Baby Rocking, in every direction Rocking, cross every section ‘Till I, get zero reflection Then I I get to do it all again Rocking, all night and all day now Rocking, in every which way God damn it, still only prints grey When will I Get to start burnishing? Wanna start burnishing now Don’t stop the rocking Just gotta keep a’rocking Never stop a’rocking, now I really wanted to see A glorious chiaroscuro But it wasn’t to be I got tennis elbow and I’m going blind Pins and needles down my left side Scoliosis and RSI At twenty-five, twenty-five, twenty-five Oh Baby Maybe, this wasn’t so clever Feels like, I’ve been rocking for ever Now I, wish that I’d never Started Oh I should have aquatinted it Stuff this, I’m calling it quits I’ve had it, and I can’t feel my wrists From rocking, whose idea was this? Oh baby, I blame Graeme Peebles I blame Graeme Peebles Rocking, wish I knew the trick of Rocking, it's really the pits yeah Rocking, it’s mezzotint madness Baby And I blame Graeme Peebles I blame Graeme Peebles I do So sick of rocking, Had enough of rocking I never wanna rock again Björn Ulvaeus & Benny Anderson, Rock Me, 1974 Ah, wash out!
Release, the grease Wash out! Ah, wash out! Release, the grease Wash out! We’re here to get down with planography Been around since the eighteenth century In the Kingdom of Bavaria Lived Alois Senefelder Outta paper, so he wrote it on a stone And voila! Lithography was born Hydrophobic! Yeah hydrophilic too Immiscibility is gonna rule! Ah, wash out! Release, the grease Wash out! Got my stone, gonna grind it down Levigator, spinning all around I’ll level it, with 80 grit Time to get intimate with the graining sink Feel the pressure, testing for a wedge Eliminating hollows, filing down the edge Waxy crayon! Look out oily tousche Grab the gum arabic, I’m cutting loose! Ah, wash out! Release, the grease Wash out! Release! Yeah, release! The grease! Oil and water were never meant to mix Hope the theory holds or else I’m in a fix Three Hail Marys! Can you feel the fear? Washed my image out. Oh God, please reappear! Lube up the tympan, lower down the bar Got my sponge, got my nitric in a jar Ease the pressure! Don’t want my stone to crack Done my second etch. No turning back! Ah, wash out! Release, the grease Wash out! Ah, wash out! Release, the grease Wash out! Chic, Le freak, 1978 (I’m) ready for editioning, editioning
Gotta get it over the line, you know? But Someone’s left a mess again, a mess again Studio is covered in grime all over Never clean it up, what a grot! Ink all over the blanket Missed a spot, gettin’ hot Under the collar now Why, why? My, my, my, wooh! M-m-m-mucky roller When I open up the ink, why is it pink? Looking like the scene of a crime. You know, There’s something with a mighty stink, beneath the sink The universe is sending a sign, to go You never clean it up, such a grot, ink all over the blanket Missed a spot, gettin’ hot Under the collar now Why, why? My, my, my, Wooh! M-m-m-mucky roller M-m-m-mucky roller Lead break Can’t read the label on the tin, even a hint Underneath a layer of green, all over You’d reckon that it was a sin, to use a bin Where the hell’s this spatula been, Moreover? Never clean it up, such a grot, Ink all over the blanket Missed a spot, gettin’ hot Under the collar now Why, why, why, why why? Wooh! M-m-m-m-m-m-m-my, my, my, my my, Wooh!, M-m-m-mucky roller M-m-m-mucky roller M-m-m-mucky roller M-m-m-mucky roller Ooooh, Why? Mucky roller Ooooh, Why? Mucky roller Ooooh, Why? Mucky roller Berton Averre & Doug Fieger (The Knack), My Sharona, 1979 My workshop brings beginners on board
Cause my prints are better than yours Damn right, they’re better than yours I can teach you, but I have to charge My workshop gets more punters in doors Cause my press is bigger than yours Damn right, it’s better than yours You can use it, but I have to charge I know you wanna Learn all my secrets Unveil my mysteries But talent can’t be bought You must perfect the art Come on, let’s start! La-la-la-la-la Warm it up La-la-la-la-la The plates a’heatin La-la-la-la-la Roll it up La-la-la-la-la Got my backing sheet My workshop brings beginners on board Cause my tool is sharper than yours Damn right, it’s better than yours You can use it, but I have to charge My workshop gets more punters in doors Cause my black is deeper than yours Damn right, more even than yours I can teach you but I have to charge You know I’m gonna Make it look easy Techniques you won’t believe The way I wipe Will blow your mind Now stand in line La-la-la-la-la Speed it up La-la-la-la-la The class is waitin’ La-la-la-la-la Ink it up La-la-la-la-la Got my paper soakin’ My workshop brings beginners on board Cause my rack is bigger than yours Damn right, it’s better than yours You can use it, but I have to charge My workshop gets more punters in doors Cause my edge is cleaner than yours Damn right, it’s better than yours I can teach you but I have to charge Oh, now you’ve been inducted Make sure you look this way Give me your full attention My every word obey Maintain an even pressure Same time maintain your cool Follow the golden rule Hand behind your tool! La-la-la-la-la Roll it up La-la-la-la-la Even application La-la-la-la-la Line it up La-la-la-la-la Check out my registration My workshop brings beginners on board Cause my press is bigger than yours Damn right, it’s better than yours You can use it, but I have to charge My workshop gets more punters in doors Cause my prints are better than yours Damn right, they’re better than yours I can teach you, but I have to charge Cancelled? What do you mean, no bookings? They’re doing Rona’s workshop instead? Oh, for god’s sake! Pharrell Williams & Chad Hugo, Milkshake, 2003 Julie, Chorus, Julie & Chorus
Mayo, Mayo Deadline looming gotta learn to screen print May, I say May, I say Oh, I say May, I say Oh, I say Mayo Deadline looming show me how to screen print Booked the gallery the pressure’s on Deadline looming gotta learn to screen print I need you Rebecca, show me how it’s done Deadline looming wish that I could screen print Help me Rebecca with my colour separation Deadline looming and I need to screen print How many dots per inch to get the right gradation? Deadline looming show me how to screen print Is it one colour, two colour, three colour, four? Deadline looming and I need to screen print Six colour, eight colour, ten colour, more? Deadline looming show me how to screen print May, I say Mayo Got my squeegee and I wanna screen print May, I say May, I say Oh, I say May Makes it look easy show me how to screen print Help me Rebecca cause I’m losing my composure Deadline looming and I need to screen print I need me your secret for determining exposure Deadline looming show me how to screen print Is it one minute, two minute, three minute, four? Deadline looming gotta learn to screen print Six minute, eight minute, ten minute, more? Deadline looming show me how to screen print Mayo, Mayo Got my squeegee and I wanna screen print May, I say Mayo Makes it look easy show me how to screen print Show me Rebecca, work your magic with emulsion Deadline looming and I need to screen print I can’t get your angle or your smooth flowing motion Deadline looming show me how to screen print Mayo, Mayo Deadline looming and I need to screen print May, I say May, I say Oh, I say May, I say Oh, I say Mayo Deadline looming show me how to screen print Harry Belafonte, Banana Boat Song, 1956 He grinds it slow with 60 grit
His scraper bar’s just the right fit Knows his way ‘round gum Arabic The perfect squeeze of the nitric God of, god of lithography King of, king of lithography God of, god of lithography Lithography Six foot two and so good lookin’ Had a studio in Brooklyn The asphaltum's gettin' sweeter Think I’ve got a crush on Peter, Really moves his levigator Yeah I’ve got a crush on Peter Hey! Hey! He’ll let it etch just long enough Gets talcum when he needs to buff You’re in safe hands he won’t forget To roll it up and keep it wet God of, god of lithography King of, king of lithography God of, god of lithography Lithography Six foot two and so good lookin’ Had a studio in Brooklyn Likes to take it, nice and easy So he’s buggered off to Fiji Never fills in, no excuses He’s a miracle of tusches Really moves his levigator Yeah I’ve got a crush on Peter Lancaster, Lancaster, Lancaster, Lancaster Nirvana, Smells like teen spirit, 1991 |
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