BILAMBIL CALLING : THOUGHTS FROM DAVE ' THE BLOKE' OVENDEN

ELECTION TIME

Election Time…

Ok…So…I’m gunna straight away put the reader in the time scene…It’s the 2^nd of November..2007..Friday night.

 At the moment, Bob Dylan is moving his magic through them both speaker stacks, it’s a barmy night, and there’s storms in the air, so with half a bottle of wine left on the table, threatening me to fill my glass… I’ll give this story some grass, and get it on the go…So…It’s, election time.
 

Ahh…The papers are full of it, talk radio is full of it, free to air TV is full of it, it’s in the air it’s everywhere…. But me, I’m trying real hard not to see it and hear it coming at me hard, from all places, left right and centre…

Every three and some years it comes around, election time, it’s time when ya have to go and vote, you know, go and hit the local primary school and make a tick in the square…

Ok…I’ll admit to this… This, and every other election time, I somehow get the urge to maintain the rage…

And revisit those turbulent times, when they put the great G. W. to the sword, and swiped him with a stacked deck…

I rant and I rave, and if I have a microphone to my lips, I tend to waffle on, sometimes, a bit too much… Hey…I’d rather be singing Woody Guthrie songs, and saying it like Bob Dylan use to say it through a harmonica on a rack, way back when…

So…I spose I’ll just roll with the punches, singing my songs, although, still wondering, what the fuck is going on.

If I were a sailor, I’d seek another wind shift, and go for a new Rudder, put another sail up, and see what the wind blows, or where it goes, and if the answer is still blowing in the breeze… I shall seek it…

 
Some words from the late and great, blue eyed, guitar strumming Stan Coster…

Oh, there’s big mob of rough stuff,

And slinging of bull dust.

As it draws close to election day mate…

They're already trying and most of them lying,

To get us to vote for them, ah mate…

So… when you're there putting your tick in the square…

Do it for you’re right reasons, and live with it…

Cause, right now, I’m just a past the used by date musician, on the disability pension, and nothing much changes, for me…And many others…

I’ll keep strumming, and singing my songs…

 I’m sure the reader, he and she will know what to do…

When the moment comes to make a tick in the square.

Because we all know a politician is gunna be there…

But me…I’m a bit sus about someone who dyes their eyebrows, and has a shifty look…And 15 bill in the coffers.

So for me, everything, as always, well, for most of the time, is happening beautifully, and I ain’t mad at too much…[there are some things goin wrong though]…

It is election time, so we have a vote, and after that, sit back and see what happens, when you tick that square…

Well…For me at the moment, and for always, I’ll mostly maintain the rage, and, I don’t ever forget the great Gough…Go the great one… Gough was the great…

So…Anyhow have a vote, and live with it…

Because, although we have to, and because it is our democratic right…And because…

This is the lucky country, and we have to vote…

Ah…Gee Wiz, when the time comes, tick the square…

Of course, by now you know where I’m coming from…

I’m gunna keep on gently maintaining the rage…

And the Buddha, with perpetual smile, is the sage…