Mr Kite Goes Fishing

by Karen Hunter

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released January 1, 2004

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Karen Hunter Auckland, New Zealand

Hunter de Luz (Karen Hunter) takes her audience on a sublime musical journey with evocative melodies that draw from a fusion of world music and rootsy grooves.

On her latest release Hunter loops her voice to create heart charged soundscapes, blending her many influences in an entertaining and original fashion.

Songwriting this good can not be faked. Ripitup
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Track Name: Elephants
Elephants are squeezing their way into my consciousness
Elephants are breaking out of institutional enclosures
Like long incarcerated inmates
Just wanting to sit without wall and chains

It's possible that elephants are sick and tired of food prepared inside concrete kitchens
By clinicians with aprons and overalls

Elephants may have said everything there is to say to small children - and to harassed parents
They may be tired of being good
They may be pleasantly irritated - Unpleasantly

Foul smelly thoughts brooding under huge ears

Remembering the tall green trees of the lush forests of India
Worshipped as godlike creatures
Removers of obstacles
Mediums between the common man and the Gods
Elephants swim in rivers and laugh in the jungles
Relics of history ……………………….Timeless Strong
Remnants of an era where the tiger was the main predator
Ripping ribbons from your flanks with teeth and claw
Track Name: Pretty
Sticky sweet, pink and white
Covered in plastic in your
Blonde hair and brand new rain coat
Batting your eyelids like honey grows there

In that vat of sucrose and flavourings
Milky hot liquid moves around itself
So fucking hot
To keep from sticking
Wanna be hot?
Like a lolly screaming "suck me - suck me - suck me off"?

Candy cane
I've got to buy you
Buy you and suck you on the side of the street

Bright pink PVC and cleavage on the street corner
Wide eyed neon pupils as I drive past
Tempting
But the price is high
Bite once and I know I'd have to do it again
Eat too much and spit black rotting teeth into the gutter

I remember you Candy
Walking wild in an old song
Living on an island and sucking dick
Licking the sticky shit off your cheek

I cared once
Cause you resisted
I cared twice
For your bad temper
I cared thrice
For not smiling when the boss man took his fill

Caned over the back of a chair in this office
Until the stick broke squarely on your pink and white ass
Until you punched him squarely in the jaw
Licking blood off your fist now honey?
Wrapped up in a brand new pink and white PVC rain-coat

Money makes everything
all better

Until
Until desperation point Candy?
Until the peroxide runs down your face and stings your eyes?
Ain't it hard to hold it all together and still watch out for
the dog shit on the floor
Track Name: Angry
i grind my smile down to the bone
Trying to get to know you
I still feel like I'm alone
Even when you're near
So do you have something to say?
I'm right here, I won't go away

Imagination makes it's point
In a desperate fashion
Anything to make a dent
In your armour plating
Come on get it off your chest
Are you too blind to see you're angry?

I know you're angry with it all

Every questions an assault
Delivered with a jack boot
Everyone just closes their throats
Because that’s what happens
If you keep your chin square
And you pretend you're not angry

You'll find friends in the weirdest places
Today's strangers are tomorrow's familiar faces
It's hard to sit with one view of the world
And everyones right
What are you going to do?

If everyone who wants to fight
Takes out a piece of paper
Fills it up with words of hate
Posts them to each other
Maybe then we could compare
All the feelings of everyone who's angry