Caroline J. Dale

Caroline J. Dale

 Perth, Western Australia, AUS
BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

Strikingly original, violently melodic and dangerously-worded songs about cephalopods, Bolivian salt flats and handsome men.

Biography

Caroline J. Dale ditched a degree in classical flute performance when she was 19 in favour of teaching herself to write songs on a $5 guitar her uncle found at a garage sale.

Despite a history of performance she flatly refused to sing in front of anyone else until she travelled to South America and was forced by a delightful hippie woman to perform at an asado in the Argentinian Lake District.

Having dispensed with her performance hangups, Caroline now delivers Cohen-esque lyricism with the effusiveness and large hair of Dolly Parton.

"...it was the raw and natural force of Caroline J. Dale's flooring voice that stole the set."
Kristy Symonds, Drum Media Perth (Issue 199 05/08/10)

Lyrics

Wolves

Written By: Caroline J. Dale

Well I wrote out my songs like you told me to in February
Knowing you, you're so contrary you'll just throw them out
And I wrote out my sins – I disguised them in a letter
Still, I don't feel that much better just for having put them down

And you said we'd done well, passing through all this frustration
And deserved a celebration – yes, we'd earned one, had we not?
So you opened up the door, rolled the rug up off the floor
And then you called our friends and asked them, what the hell you waiting for?

All the sheep dressed like wolves and the wolves dressed like flowers
And the clock announced the hour from its corner in the hall
And the chimes came so fast that it felt like time was flying
So we danced like we would die should ever morning come to call

I once loved wolves, you know, but then I came to fear them
When I saw the light that shines inside their jaws and draws me in, oh lord
I once loved wolves, it's true; I thought that you were one of them
But though I feared those paws of yours you took my hands and took me in
I once loved wolves before I'd seen your face and paced your floor
And though I was so scared back then, these days I'm sure
And if I loved those wolves, please know that I was younger then
No connoisseur of wolves nor men

Well, I wrote out my vows, and I wrote you in my story
Though I know that kind of glory doesn't interest you much now
And your hair's turning grey but it looks so good that way
It makes me wish I had the goodness that would make you want to stay

Yes, it looks so good that way
It makes me wish I had the goodness that would make you want to stay

Three Prong Cactus

Written By: Caroline J. Dale

There's a Jesus on every damn hill in this town, and an Elvis beneath every one
One gave his life to bring hope to mankind, and the other's a deity's son
I could spend my life writing these letters to you. To be honest, I probably will
But there's only so much I can say in this town with a Jesus on every hill

There's a beggar on every street corner round here and I'm never quite sure if it's right
To withhold my endorsement by keeping my change, thereby letting him starve for the night
What I don't give to beggars I pass onto buskers, which seems quite a rational choice
But it may well just be that I'm kidding myself; I'm a fool for a man with a voice

I got a three prong cactus shadowing my stride, and blocking my path to the moon
But I don't plan to worry. I'm not in a hurry; I'm not heading there any time soon
I got a three prong cactus shadowing my stride and keeping me safe from the light
So I'm hidden all day from the UVB rays and I dance round the desert at night

If I write you a song, can you help me to sing? See, I'm not often heard on my own
I can bellow quite loud when there's no one around but I speak in a growl on the phone
And I'm not often pleased by the people I meet, but I'm wholly enamoured with you
And that rough-woven cast that assembles your past won my envy, and won my heart too

I got a three prong cactus shadowing my stride, and blocking my path to the moon
But I don't plan to worry. I'm not in a hurry; I'm not heading there any time soon
I got a three prong cactus shadowing my stride and keeping me safe from the light
So I'm hidden all day from the UVB rays and I dance round the desert at night

You're the delicate type and I like you for that, though I fear I will snap you in two
Me, I'm tough as the ox breaking out from the box that would act as his ride to the zoo
And I'm sure it could seem that I'm no young man's dream, but my darling, you never can tell
I got shade on my stride, but there's luck on my side, and an island of cacti as well

I got a three prong cactus shadowing my stride, and blocking my path to the moon
But I don't plan to worry. I'm not in a hurry; I'm not heading there any time soon
I got a three prong cactus shadowing my stride and keeping me safe from the light
So I'm hidden all day from the UVB rays and I dance round the desert at night

Callouses

Written By: Caroline J. Dale

Put one foot down, put the other foot down – this is not my way of dancing
My moves are new; I don't go for rehearsed ones
And I told you once and I told you twice, the road to pleasure doesn't pass through vice
Or if it does, it circumvents the worst ones

Like a sign for the drummer saying hit those sticks; a sign for the devil saying 666
What more could I say to make it real?
Put one foot down, put the other foot down then I ran my way out of this old town
Dirty skin grew hard upon heel

Never gonna lose it now
Got it all mapped out, what I'm all about
Never gonna lose it now

Put one foot down, put the other foot down; I still get the news from your part of town
But now I never answer when you call
And you read my love as a great attack; a grass-stained monkey on your flawless back
Is that how you view any love at all?

I was so strung out when you went to leave that I played guitar for a solid week
Callouses sprang up on every finger
And you know I still can't shred for shit, but I got no pain in my fingertips
So now I'm quite disposed to let them linger

Never gonna lose it now
Got it all mapped out, what I'm all about
Never gonna lose it now

Put one foot down, put the other foot down – this is not my way of dancing
My moves are new; I don't go for rehearsed ones
And I told you once and I told you twice, the road to pleasure doesn't pass through vice
Or if it does, it circumvents the worst ones

Like a sign for the drummer saying hit those sticks; a sign for the devil saying 666
What more could I say to make it real?
Put one foot down, put the other foot down then I ran my way out of this old town
Dirty skin grew hard upon my heel

So I recommend these callous things; they cling to your fingers like diamond rings
The only trouble is, you gotta earn them
Put one foot down, put the other foot down; now my hands are tough and my feet are brown
And there's no man on this planet who could hurt them
Oh, there's no man on this planet who could hurt them

And I'm sure I'm bound to see your face around but you set me free when you let me down
I shoulda known right off that you would blow it
But you know what, stud; well it's best this way
I put one foot down and I can dance all day
And believe me, when I'm dancing then you'll know it
Ah, believe me, when I'm dancing then you'll know it.

Discography

"Born Lucky," commissioned for short film Night Zoo (2010)
"Wallflower," commisioned for short film Wallflower (2011)

Set List

Approximately 100 minutes of original music - sets of any length possible.

Bear Skin Coat
A Drop of Golden Sun
You Know Who To Call
Sea Monkey
Six Day War
Born Lucky
What You Have Done To Me
I'm So Tired
Outlaws
Songs That Will Keep You Awake At Night
Wolves
Easy
Three Prong Cactus Island
Virtuoso
To The Sea
I Will Never Be A Cowgirl