Aotearoa - Part 2 of 2

Aotearoa is the contemporary Maori language name for New Zealand - land of the long white cloud.  This program is the second of two parts and continues to share some of the music from recent travels to that beautiful country.

Transcript

SPEAKER_00 0:13

Kia ora, you are listening to Acoustic Avenue. This is Ted Crouch, your host for the next hour, on today's program presenting an international flavor for your listening pleasure. On Acoustic Avenue, we recognize with respect and gratitude that in the Shu Swap, the land on which we live, work, and play our music, is the unceded traditional territory of the Sequma people. Eoteoroa is the contemporary Maori language name for New Zealand. Today's program continues to share some of the music from recent travels to that beautiful country. First up is Jin Wigmore with Black Sheep from her second album, Gravel and Wine. Before production began on this album, Jin traveled for two months in Mississippi and Alabama to draw deeply on a southern US inspiration. Next is Mel Parsons and Get Out Alive from her second album, Drylands. This song is the result of her writing about a dangerous car accident she was in, where the car rolled four times and was totaled. But Mel walked out without serious injury and found herself reevaluating her life for a time. The set ends with Hayley Westenrod, born in Christchurch, and a New Zealand classical crossover singer and songwriter. Her first internationally released album, Pure, sold more than two million copies worldwide, making it one of the fastest selling albums in her country's history. You will hear across the universe of the time. Here is Jen Wigmore, Mel Parsons, and Haley Westenrod.

SPEAKER_02 2:45

I got lots of jealous lovers, battle bitch, they have me back. If you still fall in my mama gave me back, make in my umball out, rabble and line. Everybody's doing it, so I done house you back. Everybody's doing it, so I done house you on a bag. I want to keep making that in the beat. Want to go back and never go back on a booty I wasn't on a beauty queen, but I'm okay with that. Maybe radio won't mind if I sing a little flat. I wear my boots too bad and I drop up on the wall. Speak me from a shallow break, do I take a fall? Every ball is too in it, so I'd have to win it, so I don't have to die on my back. Oh back on my battery. Oh, bitch. They have me back. I pistol for mama, gave me that bacon my own road on a grabble and some wine. Make me back on the eating beat. Come on up, come on up, I'm back. Once you go back, you don't pack it up, back on the back of the back, you told the back once you go black, you never go back.

SPEAKER_07 5:31

I crashed my car on the way home. I wasn't even on the floor. On the phone over and over we did a roll. What a way to stop the show. Stop the show. Lucky to get out of that Lucky to get out of there My Mortality jumps in my throat. I held on Lord I hope Lord I hope I am a cat with one list. Someone looked out for me tonight. Be tonight. Oh yeah, put a thousand way. So when I split it out a bleed. Oh I got a good knock to the I could just as well be well. Oh cut out the way. As the light sink slow, will I see you anymore? As the green boss on the sky, can we bring you back from a distance level bag? Should we shove the story? In the deep shed of stars of my spirit, burning bright, spinning on into the sun. And the cold cold went, the ball spin away. Feeling alone is a black black day. And I know that you should be slow calling my circle is true and the song is not the same. Take my cut, completely fine. Tell me your beach must be my surprise and spikes. I thought yet I've never seen the face you turn around, looking at me. Love to read your eyes, and now I can see in the cold, cold windows away.

SPEAKER_00 12:36

In this second set, we take a look at three more influential and inspirational female artists representing New Zealand on the international stage. To begin this set is tomorrow.

SPEAKER_06 14:53

She laughed too loud. She talked too much, too much, too much. She dressed too much. I wanna be her when I grow up. I wanna be her when I grow up. Smile, smile, go you better smile. Show me what I want and what you're feeling on the inside. Dance, dance. Girl you better dance. Don't talk like you got any thoughts in your head. I wanna care less. I care less woman. She played too rough, she laughed too loud, she talked too much, too much, too much, she just too much. I wanna be her when I grow up. I wanna be her when I grow up. Cry, cry, you better not cry. Don't make me look bad in front of all the guys. My mind, your body is mine. To play with the legislative, honey, I'll decide. I wanna do less. I wanna care less. I wanna care less. I wanna kill less. I care less woman. She played too rough, she laughed too loud, she talked too much, too much, too much, she just too much. I wanna be her when I grow up. I wanna be her when I grow up. I wanna be her when I grow up. He survived the war, fled to faraway shows, fighting for a better life, settled in a small town, put roots down, three little boys and a wife. He was unleaving bread in a town with a portrait of the Pope over every door. Hung his name on a sign, selling suits and tasks, kept his old name in the bottom. Swingin' her rosary. The sacrifices I made, you ain't gonna throw away on somebody who's not like you and me. But his son was wet, so he declared him dead, and they never again did speak. And that son had a daughter, and the daughter was my mother passing judges down the family tree. Oh, it's a dangerous game. Honey when you feel that pain and you choose power over love, you left with nothing but that blood. And a hand so small in mine. But I promise there won't come a time when anything you say could ever navigate any part of my heart from love. We'll make a new traditional love and no condition in a heart too for too. Choose pride, overlow, you'll live hold nothing but that. Choose pride over love, you live hold nothing but that shoes pawn, all the nothing, shoes pawn butter crazy, holding up and butter crying.

SPEAKER_04 21:50

The fires found alone. And my necklies is the vote. I die and die people talk to me, but nothing ever did so. People talk to me and all the voices just burn. I was doing it. Shoulders blades and bullet die. I'm slipping out of beach. Now people talk to me and all their faces burst. But I got my fingers laced together and I'm made a little prison. And I'm walking up. Everyone who ever laid a finger on me.

SPEAKER_07 23:50

I'm the way I'm talking about the strip. The feelings linger and you can't escape. Was it too honest for you to accept it? You kept it hidden, you kept it secret.

unknown 25:35

Do you wanna be, do you wanna be home?

SPEAKER_07 25:39

Do you want to be the one who leaves these pages intact? Maybe you could be the face to accept some of the damaged funds. I was loud and educated, but we'll accept the blood I hold in the lives it to Do you wanna be? Do you wanna be? Do you wanna be? Do you wanna be? Do you wanna be o you want to be a boy? Who the pages and baby you could be the baby Doach Dominic Do you wanna be, do you wanna be? Do you wanna be a do you wanna be? Do you wanna take the water? Do you wanna be just baby to be the face? Baby to go be the paint.

SPEAKER_00 28:35

With your host and Ted in the crouch, featuring an international flavor for your listening pleasure with music from New Zealand, where there's a wealth of musical talent simmering on the shores, deserving of a deeper look. And that's what we'll do on Acoustic Avenue in this next three zone. It can be hard for local artists to get a foothold overseas, especially given the rigid lockdown of their country's borders for almost two years. Here is Kiki Rockwell and Molly Payton.

SPEAKER_03 31:36

Say they should be patient woman. Yes, there's masturbation, some legal inflation. It really is shadows, just congregate. So act on sensation and live by cessation. This is the reason you came to creation. Come join the game. It's by it when people will take the blame. There are settles and the old bake out is shame. Say old energy, baby. History repeats. Say old energy, baby. They'll march you through the streets. Say old energy, baby. They fear what they don't know. Say old energy, baby, you've heard this way before. Yes, you're on them, poor boy. You handed us a broom 400 years ago, so you know what to do. Yes, sir, we do. And keep coming through to damn up my man. I told you we flew. She sees weights, plays pins and pounds, schemes, laughs, rolls up an ounce. We were just trying to heal. Just trying to survive. We're doing with magic is fine with the pen. The magic is between her thighs. Come join the game. Is that it with friends people take the blame? Bitch, just the thing who goes by no name. The awesome bake out is shame.

unknown 33:19

Come back in to a thing that comes down. Come back into a baby sound.

SPEAKER_03 33:25

Same old energy, baby. History repeats. Same old energy, baby. They'll march you through the streets. Same old energy, baby. They fear what they don't know. Same old energy, baby.

unknown 33:45

You've burned this way before.

SPEAKER_03 33:56

Oh tear a girl, the fiber man is dripping you all the peace. I'll cuss you in the life, but cry your name between the shades. A healing touch and make your presentation scan a stay. No matter whether good you did, you end up at the stage. She's the highway. But you can't look away. My heart, you for days, and yet your eyes say on her flesh, right? Shoulder this way. On the progress, everywhere she is meet up, come join the game. Is that it with friendsy book take the plane? They just the same who goes by no name. The ass and also empty obey, got his shame.

SPEAKER_08 34:47

I'm ready now, would you please take me down to the river? Wash my body, cleanse my soul down in the river. Wash away my sins, let them flow till I'm pure than I was before I came. Smooth waters can you carry me to my redemption my redemption deliver me from the dark Poe my thoughts into he let them soak in the river in the river till they're pure just like the waters on my skin. Pull me in, pull me down, pull me deep in your river, in the river. Take me back, take me home to when I was a child. I was a child when my mother was the only word I knew.

SPEAKER_07 38:11

Sunshine feels like sugar down granite. I used to lay out words like a manton back when I was seventeen and anyone meant everything. Almost took all my love and spent it. Now I play the game without the gamble. I won the war, although I've lost some battles. I give you time to be alone. Cause I know I can be like to handle. To handle I used to kiss like it was all that I could do. I don't choose to love us with Back when I was seventeen I recall the waves things and do it all to get together. Swell skin up with each other to be alone Cause I know I can be alone to handle San Jun feels like sugar down in granite. I will give you my trust and you can mend it.

SPEAKER_00 41:29

This brings us to the final set for today's program on Acoustic Avenue. Thank you to the songwriters and musicians who wrote the lyrics, who composed the music, and I hope you enjoyed the love and ultimate joy they share when recording their music for you to listen to. To take us home today is Philippa Margaret Brown, known as Lady Hart. They will start things off with Loner from their fourth studio album Time. Red Fountain returns on Acoustic Avenue one more time with the song The Fisherman from her 2022 album Iris. And we end the set and today's show with Finding My Way Home, featuring Tiki to Ane with Sam and Aladov from the album Underfloat, released in 2021. This is Lady Hawk with Red Fountain and Tiki to Arne.

SPEAKER_07 42:49

Was it something that got you? What's the matter, girl? You seem a little bit sad today. You never help back to now. All I can say is survived, baby, baby, it's like you I'm waiting for you to cry now. Baby, always be here for you. Or is it something I say to you? Wait a minute, girl. I hope you're strong enough to stay. I'm holding my breath for you. All I can say is I'm worried. Baby, baby, this thank you. I'm waiting for you to crumble. Baby, always be here for you. Baby, baby, this ain't you. I'm waiting for you to cry now. Baby, I always be here for you. You can't jump. You can count your lucky stars. You got our light. You can count your lucky stars.

SPEAKER_04 47:17

We came here to wear two.

SPEAKER_07 47:20

And you call mommy and true, you know what you do. Let our children washing up in waves. We'll be fishing their bodies from the ocean for days. Hangin' our heads on their own graves. They couldn't be saved. No, they couldn't be saved. Where we came here to but too, and he called on me and you love me truly and know not what you do. And I for an eye hanging limp on the mind. While you're waiting for the rapture, have a hell of a time. Let's have a hell of a time. Preserver of life with the conditions of mess. Such a strange foul catch. And we're up to our next. Up to our next one. I'm never coming. Running away. I'm never calming.

unknown 51:01

Running away away.

SPEAKER_01 51:40

Yeah, like it's back. Move forward to the soundtrack. Not the self. Be in the moment, don't you love me? None of us need the negativity. I'm finding my way back home to be free. Yeah, be free, you know. Deliberation of my body and soul. To find a motorcycle team, take a test of the bar, and let's go. Why don't we even run a wrong? Yeah, I'm too much like I'm headstrong. I'm staying here for a lifelong. Giving back to the tall dog. Living my life to stay in the fullity. All of us have comfortability. Open your mind to possibility. I'm finding my way back on the beat. Yeah, we need to lower Cause every living thing needs to grow. What a thought from letting go. Stop a told me, why don't you know?

SPEAKER_00 54:55

This is Ted Crow signing off. And from my heart to yours, stay safe and love the ones you're with. Peace. Cook's jack. Kia ora.

unknown 55:15

Get yourself together. Come in from the core. And just open up the door. You got the key. Come on, get yourself together. Sun is getting low. Are you standing out there shaking like the knee? Come on, get yourself together, no. We ain't never gonna see Anna. Get yourself together, no.

SPEAKER_05 55:48

If you keep holding up, connect yourself together, no.

unknown 55:54

We ain't never gonna see Anna. Get yourself together, no. Yeah, yeah. Get yourself together. Connect your interface. I've been trying to get inside your system. Come on, get yourself together. You've been drifting out the space. We still standin' by for your transmission.

SPEAKER_05 56:25

You're moving it so more. You're moving it so more. See the sun is getting low with it so more. You can drift and down to space it so more. Come wake up from a moving in soon what they see.