Transport

Transport

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Transport is a 3 piece band that sounds like they are from 2007. Not 1981, 1975 or the summer of ‘69. In contrast to the retro trend, they deliver a hybrid and modern, high energy sound.

Biography

Musically, Australia is at the crossroads of the US and the UK.
Imagine melodic British New Wave colliding head-on with the powerful, riffy guitars of American Classic Rock. Throw in occasional Hip-Hop vocal stylings and you’re describing Australian band TRANSPORT. One of the most innovative and high-energy rock bands to emerge from Brisbane Australia, a city Billboard magazine (USA) recently cited as one of the top 5 most exciting musical centres in the world.

The three-piece release their debut album “The Inner Chimp” in 2007 building upon two successful independent EPs.

“The Inner Chimp” is a fun album, a high-energy romp with a unique sound and satirical lyrics. The album fills all the musical gaps between Talking Heads - XTC - Black Sabbath – Eminem. Whilst always firmly retaining the TRANSPORT sound. The “The Inner Chimp” produced by Caleb James www.calebjames.com is available for worldwide licensing deals NOW!

The first single off “The Inner Chimp” is “(The People) Have Spoken” an infectious, high-energy rock dance-floor anthem and is scheduled for a UK and worldwide online release May 14th 2007.

The Self- Titled “TRANSPORT EP” :
• Released in Australia - October 2005 through Shock Records
• Released in UK - September 2006 through MSR
Achieved the following impressive results:
• “Sunday Driver” received high rotation on Kerrang Radio UK
• “Sunday Driver” secured a position in the Kerrang online Top 40.
• “Sunday Driver” won the coveted "Fresh Meat" slot on Zane Rowe's BBC Radio 1show
• “Sunday Driver” and “Shallow” added to rotation on Australia’s national alternative youth network Triple J
• “Sunday Driver” achieved #7 on the Triple J online listeners poll.
• “Shallow” achieved #1 on the Triple J online listeners poll.
• “Sunday Driver” was the "Most Requested Song" on JJJ Super Requests
• “Sunday Driver” holds the record for the most downloaded track in the history of Triple J with 23, 556 downloads.

• The videos for both "Sunday Driver"and "Shallow" and were broadcast for several consecutive weeks Nationally in Australia on Rage and MTV and across Australasia on Nightlife Music Video in 1000+ venues.

Live, TRANSPORT are a force to be reckoned with – consistently delivering tight, furious, high energy performances.

Airplay in hand with constant touring and a strong online presence has created fiercely loyal TRANSPORT fans all over the world - they currently 15,300+ myspace fans and climbing. www.myspace.com/transportmusic.

TRANSPORT are : Keir Nuttall (vocals/guitar)
Scott Saunders (bass/vocals)
Steve Pope (drums/vocals).

Lyrics

Sunday Driver

Written By: Keir Nuttall

I’ll leave headfirst
This party’s lost its sense of occasion
From bad to worse
This time I’m beyond persuasion

I’m one of those Sunday drivers
But I’m starting to lose control
I’m running from your arrival
Not ready yet - ready yet

Another face you don’t recognise somehow
I don’t expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn’t even wanna shake my hand

Misunderstood
By the people who should know you better
They say you should you should
A pack of fat thick-necked tail-gaters

I’m one of those Sunday drivers
But I’m starting to lose control
I’m running from your arrival
Not ready yet - ready yet

Another face you don’t recognise somehow
I don’t expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn’t even wanna shake my hand

Shake down
You gonna break down

I’m one of those Sunday drivers
But I’m starting to lose control
I’m running from your arrival
Like an idiot..idiot…idiot

Digital Glitch

Written By: Lyrics: Nuttall. Music: Nuttall/Saunders

I’ll leave headfirst
This party’s lost its sense of occasion
From bad to worse
This time I’m beyond persuasion

I’m one of those Sunday drivers
But I’m starting to lose control
I’m running from your arrival
Not ready yet - ready yet

Another face you don’t recognise somehow
I don’t expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn’t even wanna shake my hand

Misunderstood
By the people who should know you better
They say you should you should
A pack of fat thick-necked tail-gaters

I’m one of those Sunday drivers
But I’m starting to lose control
I’m running from your arrival
Not ready yet - ready yet

Another face you don’t recognise somehow
I don’t expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn’t even wanna shake my hand

Shake down
You gonna break down

I’m one of those Sunday drivers
But I’m starting to lose control
I’m running from your arrival
Like an idiot..idiot…idiot

Shallow

Written By: Keir Nuttall


How would you like it if took away your house and home?
You wouldn’t
And how do you sleep at night when you’ve got children of your own?
I couldn’t

Well I know, you know, you know me and we know that your
Shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow
Maybe they don’t see the depth of your intention
Hello, hello, hello, shallow, shallow, shallow

Clearly your moral compass failed to lead us to the shore
And now we’re adrift, adrift, adrift
Maybe you’re the only child who’s going overboard
I wish I’d thrown you there myself

Well I know, you know, you know me and we know that your
Shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow
Maybe they don’t see the depth of your intention
Hello, hello, hello, shallow, shallow, shallow

You tow the line, your lies define enemies so we’re not looking at you
You drag us down to kiss the Crown but it seems, she’s not thinking of you

Sorry…its just two syllables but you could never spit ‘em out
Of that filthy little mouth
Maybe you think division’s adding to the final count
‘Cause that’s all you care about

Well I know, you know, you know me and we know that your
Shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow
Maybe they don’t see the depth of your intention
Hello, hello, hello, shallow, shallow, shallow

You tow the line, your lies define enemies so we’re not looking at you
You drag us down to kiss the Crown but it seems, she’s not thinking of you
Land of the brave, home of the free don’t you see that we’re not living there too
And that is why now you are my enemy, you’re my enemy, my enemy
My enemy its you

Time to evolve, time to revolt
Maybe its time to evolve time to revolt

The Day After Christmas

Written By: Keir Nuttall

I'm thinking of when I first touched you:
Your skin was electric
Well now I'm far too wise to dwell on such things
But far too sentimental to forget them

I read somewhere memories are Stories you write for yourself
To explain who you are and how you got there
And to blame it on somebody else

Now the gifts are open, the toys are broken
The speeches have been spoken and the dishes cleared away
The stream keeps flowing, my doubts are growing '
Cause I've got no way of knowing if it'll be damned or reach the sea
For you and me

I met a man twice my age,
Half joking he said "I should warn you
You're a fish on a line, and the line's pulling in
And there's a frying pan coming to warm you"

And while I smiled it occurred to me
I'm just gristle and blood
And I've spent half my life with the sun in my eyes
Chasing rainbows through the mud

Now the gifts are open, the toys are broken
The speeches have been spoken
And the dishes cleared away
The stream keeps flowing,
'cause I've got no way of knowing
If it'll be damned or reach the sea
For you and me

When I was a child in a little kid's world
My heart was the same
as the one have now
But it amazes me how much
Everything else has changed

Discography

Stonehearted (Single 2006)

Transport (EP 2005, Shock Records) features singles "Sunday Driver" and "Shallow"

Safe No Rebounds (EP 2004)

Set List

One set generally 45mins-1hr
All originals

Get On
No. 85
The People Have Spoken
This Infidelity
Face the Fiction
Boy
Shallow
Soda Pop
Dirtfish
I'm No Good
Sunday Driver
Digital Glitch
Stonehearted