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Words & Groove

by Karen Hunter

Can you read the future? Trim the sails as the cannon roars the scurvy wind cries on the broken shore the tide is turning with an ominous swell can you read the future? stuck like a starfish to your hull a barnacle of desire a blow hole ruptures my hard shell I've got pain.......for hire a pot of gold full of pieces of eight you curdle my blood mate I’d throw you over in the flash of a knife cause I've got rage.......for life blindfold my eyes as I walk the plank salt spray stings my lips love you gave me your heart & I watched as it sank I've got spite .... for wings
Vanilla Wednesday she walks on tiptoe straight and political Determined, Graceful, Staunch and Hot i see her Shoes towering – sky towering bungee defying 4 or 5 inch foundational girders burrowing into concrete river … and we wait… for the bus she brushes she coaxes she lovingly licks her finger to wipe the marks off her tall black attention grabbing Shoes the inevitable Herne Bay parade of pushchair jogging Jack Russell leading skinny mammas in the best walking gear proceed to pass with one eye disbelievingly arching towards those Shoes not so oblivious pale peach nails caress the keys on a slide phone perhaps she’s documenting the successful domination of this vanilla Wednesday By Her Shoes
A kiss without a moustache is like an egg without the salt Skin deep beauty stiletto filled dream Baby’s busy working, working the machine Arm round a lamp-post a finger in her belt A toot to take her mind from another welt Out till sunrise, she knows what she wants it’s a kiss without the moustache, an egg without the salt Single letter streets lead to broken sleep Waiting in the doorway to make ends meet Deep down she’d doubted it would come to this Superman would save her from the stench and mess Guess he’s running late, can’t see no blue lighting bolt Bringing clean shaved kisses like eggs without salt Met him on Sunday he was mowing the lawn Pretty brown skin in his rugby uniform Only a boy would have missed those cues Lady with her head full of poor me blues Tried to take it slowly no cry of assault To steal the juice from the lips of an egg without the salt When it turned to custard she flicked him away Somehow the Government is always there to pay For the late night parties in the suburban zone For the broken arm chair and the sticky bud cone She didn’t want to say it was anyone’s fault All she ever wanted was a kiss without the salt The ladies order and the ladies pay The L word breathes life into another day Turning full circle, kind of dizzy from the whorl Running out of money, running out of twirl Even got a day job just to see how it felt. Without the kisses, moustaches, the eggs and the salt
Compromise 04:52
Compromise Jack don’t want Jill around Doesn’t like it when things tumble down Jill don’t want Jack no more Sick of fixing his crown as he walks out the door He says he don’t miss her in the morning She says she don’t need him in the afternoon In the dead of night the pitch black calls her name No one’s telling any lies No one’s going to compromise Moonlight walking in the sand Love-struck dreamers holding hands Speak their minds and laugh Then drop down onto the grass Satellites flash across the heaven Orion points his sword up high Frozen breathe but the fire wins If you cry I will hold you If you’re afraid I will be bold for you If you’re alone I’ll be around If you need space I’ll disappear If you smile I will flower You are my strength and my power But if you close down to me babe I won’t be here
Proximity 04:36
Proximity You say you lost trust I beg to differ I think we became Too familiar Too family Too close to see Too close to hear Proximity No words exchanged can ever explain such an unlikely connection Years fall away when two people are in close proximity One day the world stopped Or maybe the river You changed the gears but I pulled the lever Believe me Too close to see Too close to hear Proximity Slowly the tide retreats Empties the picture Telephone won’t let go Lost the receiver You and me Too close to see Too close to hear Proximity
Little by little Little by little One foot in front of the other I’m crawling inch by inch to your door You hear my song you hear my prayer You hear me in my deepest need It’s my inspiration when I feel like I’m alone Further and further I hear your voice in my mind It’s a gentle persuasion to leave the past behind You are reflected in all of the people who surround me It’s my motivation when I feel like I’m alone There’s a black hole in my heart that beckons me A need that interrupts the peace around me When I was young I looked for anything To fill that hole, do you want to know what I found? Sex was good ‘cause there was company I learned I got attention if I gave it away for free Pills were good ‘cause they deadened me I learned to balance the uppers and the downers until numbness enveloped me Pot was great and it was everywhere All my friends felt the same way through the days and nights Laughing and fighting and talking ourselves into believing the world was an ‘us and them’ reality ‘We’ were right and ‘they’ were wrong Travelling was great I went everywhere I ran away from the emptiness in my heart and was shocked when it followed me there So I drank to fill it I tripped to fill it I smoked to kill it I dressed to kill to kill it I ate to fill it I lusted to fill it I loved one after another after another to fill it Now there’s a fire in the storm in my belly And an ocean swelling in my heart And my eyes are awake to the beauty Of a world full of music and art
Purify 08:27
Purify Miraprabhu Radheshyam Venugopala Ananda Sagara Murali Dhara I have everything I need in this eternal light The gift of love and knowledge that I’m bathing in your light Purifying purifying in the sacred fire Purifying purifying in the sacred fire You are so beautiful I offer you my heart knowing you hold the key Singing for the joy I feel the blessing of each breath With courage as I journey on from birth unto my death Purifying purifying in the sacred water Purifying purifying in the sacred water Miraprabhu Radheshyam Venugopala Ananda Sagara Murali Dhara


Words and Groove was originally released in 2010 with different cover art. This digital edition has been reordered and some songs have been omitted to create a better narrative. The new cover is a painting by New Zealand artist Christina Earl.

The accompanying .pdf booklet ( which you receive when you purchase the album) shows the original cover and song order and includes the omitted songs lyrics. It has been included for the great photos which document the recording session really well.


released January 1, 2010

Karen Hunter - guitar & voice
Aaron Coddel - bass
Ron Samsom - drums
Roger Manins - sax & flute
Kevin Field - piano
Oliver Emmitt - trombone
Jess Curtis - vocals
Juliex Taylor Reid, Chris Wood backing vocals
Kingsley Melhuish - trumpet

Produced by Hunter & Steve Garden




Karen Hunter Auckland, New Zealand

New Zealander Kāren Hunter uses guitar, voice, mandolin and loops to create heart charged soundscapes that draw deep from the well of our collective spirit.
These are love songs to Papatuānuku / Mother Earth, freshly baked under the fire of Ranginui / Sky Father.

Each album has it's own role in her collection, from rootsy songs, Celtic dub to Yoga music, Kāren is a diverse and eclectic composer.
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