The Green Mist

The Green Mist


From the bottom of the world comes THE GREEN MIST... from deep south of Tasmania, TGM features members of The Beasts of Bourbon and The Violent Femmes. TGM's awesome, epic rock'n'roll sound delivers spellbinding aural landscapes - Morricone meets Velvet's 1234 Atmosphere! go listen



The Green Mist is a veritable Australian super group assembled by music veteran Julien Poulson (Moler, Jen Cloher & The Endless Sea) who, while on a sabbatical back in his native state of Tasmania, on a cold and wild winters night, bumped into Brian Ritchie of Violent Femmes fame. The two started collaborating and The Green Mist began to form.

With a line-up featuring renegades such as Beasts of Bourbon’s Spencer P Jones, and the rest of The Violent Femmes appearing in the mix ‘Mariachi style’ adding distinctive acoustic rhythms. Charlie Owen adds his finest slide guitar, Helen Cattanach and Rosie Westbrook add bass, while Westralian chanteuse Tracy Redhead shares vocal duties with Poulson. The Green Mist is a band that calls upon folk, blues and cowboy song traditions.

Mist master Julien Poulson describes his band as “a collective, a Russian doll of bands within band, a bunch of ‘characters’ like the cast of a Sergio Leone Western - y’know, gringos, bandidos, femme fatales and all. The good, bad and ugly of Australian rock’n’roll. The name says it all, it’s a mist! This band has no walls.”

The groups’ debut album Next Stop Antarctica travels from dreamy instrumentals through to fully amped rock’n’roll songs. “It’s all about the ebb and flow, about low-light scenarios, fire, regrowth, then sunshine all over again,” says Poulson. Produced by Lindsay Gravina, The Green Mist’s sound is expansive; full of dark, brooding, sonic landscapes that conjure film-like atmospheres not too dissimilar to a David Lynch movie.

Opening track ‘Black Louie’s Ambergris’ features Brian Ritchie’s spooky Shakuhachi flute, it’s a dense instrumental piece based on a story, told to Poulson by his father, of two rogue fishermen who made their fortune chancing upon the world’s biggest find of Ambergris, while battling the extremities of Tasmania’s ferocious southern oceans. From this incredible opener the album rocks into ‘Strange Noises’ another swaggering instrumental. It’s not until track three ‘Roads & Cars’ that listeners are graced by Tracy Redheads stunning voice. This brilliant pop song flashes into view, then merges into the epic ‘Dirty Big Low’ featuring Charlie Owen’s sublime slide guitar. The journey continues until closing track ‘Something to Believe In,’ where Poulson’s song writing comes to the forefront, complete with guitar-playing reminiscent of Neil Young’s Crazy Horse at its blistering best.

On Next Stop Antarctica, The Green Mist has recorded a rich and accomplished album. It’s an aural road-trip where sounds and scenarios present like old pieces of Super-8. Runaways, alco’s, junkies and psychotics rub shoulders with the occasional hopeful soul-seeker. Narratives unfold like surveillance camera imagery: a shadowy neverworld of broken lives, cheap motels, too much booze, dim-lit city streets, winter hideaways, a myriad of small dreams, fragmented and shattered, like broken dressing-room mirrors in theatres that long-passed their glory days.


American Taliban

Written By: Julien M. Poulson

American Taliban

He came from the west but he left that all behind
Grew up with the best education money could buy
At 16 learnt that there was so much more to know
So many places to loose yourself in San Francisco

On a spiritual quest in search for the centre of the Universe
If this is his crime then surely john is not the first
Malcolm X, Cat Stevens and even Muhammad Ali
Heroes or villains depends on who you believe
Who do you believe… who do you believe… who do you believe

John Walker, walk on by, John Walker, your mother she cries
John Walker, walk on by, John Walker, your mother she cries

Said he went to study the teachings of Islam
Traveled over mountains and down in to Afghanistan
When the twin towers were hit there had to be some blame
Somebody pulled an American boy from a desert grave…a desert grave

John Walker, walk on by, John Walker, your mother she cries
John Walker, walk on by, John Walker, your mother she cries

Now they’ve locked him up and they threw away the key
Waived all his rights and tried him on TV
Just a misguided soul who got lost along the way
A teenage boy to shoulder all the pain
An American name, an American name

John Walker, walk on by, John Walker, your mother she cries
John Walker, walk on by, John Walker, your mother she cries
she cries


Two albums recorded.

Next Stop Antarctica -
*****release date: October 20, 2007 - Inertia Distribution *****
*****American Taliban single (digital only) iTumes exclusive now available*****
*****deluxe vinyl LP available from Bang!*****

Dirt Weed - 2008
Mistophone Records through Inertia Distribution -
Bang! Records - Spain

Set List

extensive repertoire of music, including covers. Live set list tailored to occasion.

Play with fire
South for the winter
Cortez the killer
The Winter
Black Louie's Ambergris
Strange Noises
Roads & Cars
Dirty Big Low
Roadside Graves
City is Sinking
The Rumbler
This Garden
Escargot Pie
Something to believe in
If you change your mind
Nothing Grows
She always takes the slow way
Change is gonna come
American Taliban
Nobody Knows
Fallen Apart
Driving North

...and more