Live at the Wheatsheaf

by Max Savage and the False Idols

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It was a very special evening when, on the 28th of May, friends and music lovers braved the cold and the rain to come and show their support for the Idols' live recording at the Wheatsheaf International. The Idols have been making a name for themselves over the last nine months and have gained a reputation for stunning live performance, consumate musicianship and beautiful songwriting.

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released September 4, 2011

Ross McHenry (Bass) Kevin Van der Zwaag (Drums) Brenton Foster (Hammond) Steve Salvi (Pedal/Lap Steel) Lachlan "Randy" Ridge (Guitar) Max McHenry (Vocals and Guitar) Tara Lynch (backing vocals) Naomi Keyte (backing vocals) Laura Knowling (backing vocals)

All songs written by Max McHenry except Douglas written by Max McHenry, Ross McHenry and Lachlan Ridge

Produced by Ross McHenry

All tracks recorded live at the Wheatsheaf International Hotel, May 28th 2011 by Tom Barnes.
Mixed by Tom Barnes at Mecca Studios, Adelaide SA
Mastered by Pete Maher, Topfloor Music, Brighton UK

Artwork by Ankles

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Max Savage and the False Idols Adelaide, Australia

Max Savage plays songs of heartache, loneliness and redemption with a polished brutality forged from years of touring the loneliest corners of the country. With almost three hundred shows under his belt from the last eighteen months; his is a sound of bitter regret and rock and roll swagger that belies his youth, talent and magnetic stage presence. ... more

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Track Name: Journey to the Stone Country
I never liked the preachers
Oh so I don't want to preach
It's a secret history you know every word
And I don't have time for Sentiment
or heartfelt appeal
So I'll spare you everything between the lines

Well Freddy Brooks was just a trapper
In the year of twenty eight
Never paid up for a trade and stole a woman
Well they found him lying dead
And there his body lay for days
Until the law saw fit ride out and avenge him

This is a journey to the stone country
To write the wrongs that we all know
Too many stories in an old country
Too many stories to be told

The women fled the men stood strong
The rifles cracked like drying skin
Well seventeen were killed in summer heat
And fourteen more were hunted down
Before the week had reached its end
You couldn’t see the sand
But for the bleeding

This is a journey to the stone country
To write the wrongs that we all know
Too many stories in an old country
Too many stories to be told

And oh,
Blood down by the water
Running to the sea
Things may be forgotten
But forgiven they will never ever be

This is a journey to the stone country
To write the wrongs that we all know
Too many stories in an old country
Too many stories to be told
Track Name: Douglas
Ross McHenry (Bass) Kevin Van der Zwaag (Drums) Brenton Foster (Hammond) Steve Salvi (Pedal/Lap Steel) Lachlan "Randy" Ridge (Guitar) Max McHenry (Vocals and Guitar) Tara Lynch (backing vocals) Naomi Keyte (backing vocals) Laura Knowling (backing vocals)

All songs written by Max McHenry except Douglas written by Max McHenry, Ross McHenry and Lachlan Ridge

Produced by Ross McHenry

All tracks recorded live at the Wheatsheaf International Hotel, May 28th 2011 by Tom Barnes.
Mixed by Tom Barnes at Mecca Studios, Adelaide SA
Mastered by Pete Maher, Topfloor Music, Brighton UK
Track Name: Just Holding On
Never was one
for heartbreak or silent emotion
Never could tell why she looked at me
with such betrayal
I'm not saying I'm strong,
But when push comes to shove
I can keep my head down
But leaving this town
Got me just holding on

Well the river's as battered and bruised
as a heartbroken lover
And the pubs are all bursting with men,
til the two o'clock bell
And the ranges burn red
But the grass is still greener than copper in rain
Leaving this town
Got me just holding on

Pretty as lies
She's the girl that I never held onto
At the back of the bar
Playing careless to those who still stand
And she's better than that
Playing covers to lovers
Who won't understand
That we're grieving this town
And we're just holding on
Track Name: Chains
I may be blind
But I can see
And I'm as helpless
As you'll leave me be
One thousand voices
Won't make a sound
These chains
Won't keep me down

And I'll be scorned
Be named a fool
And I'll be broken
By what I do
I may be owned
I may be bound
But chains
Won't keep me down

Well you can bind me to my labour
You can bond me to your will
But every man’s a brother
Made with bonds of blood and sin
Well these shackles are the product
Of a thousand hands at work
Well the man who lights the fire
And the man who digs the earth

And you can drag me to my sorrow
You can lay me in the ground
And you can cut me from my kinship
For my soul will not be bound
And you can scourge me with the lashes
Oh of misery and shame
But you’ll never hold me down
Not with anger not with chains
Oh these chains
Won’t keep me down

And when I’m tired
And when I’m hurt
Chains take me higher
Chains are my worth
Oh for this fire
Can never burn
Oh the freedom
For which I yearn

Well you can turn me on my brothers
You can cut me with your steel
But I’m righteous and unyielding
And I’m master of my will
You can pity me or hound me
For my sorrow brings no shame
For my spirit’s flying freer
Than my ill-begotten name
Oh Chains
Bring me down
Track Name: Home
Small town blues has got me down again
Time to hit the open road
For when your heart's the only thing that burdens you
Memory can only share the load

Took my chances on contentment
Gave out holding out for your embrace
Sold my soul out for the easy life
But it takes so long to turn and face the change

And I know some day I'll be home
And I know some day I'll belong
And if I find it, I'll find it alone
Cos I know some day I'll be home

Bruises fade with passing days
Scars will stay until your grave
And don't believe the friends you meet along the way
This road is only ever walked alone

Like taking leaves from an acorn
Only time can tell the path I lead
Like looking for a lover in a crowd of strangers
Where every back that's turned looks like a friend

And I know some day I'll be home
And I know some day I'll belong
And if I find it, I'll find it alone
Cos I know some day I'll be home

And when I get there
When I get there darling
I won't be blue no more
And when I get there
When I get there darling
I'll come running straight through your door

Small town blues has got me down again
Time to hit the open road
For when your heart's the only thing that burdens you
Memory can only share the load

When the broken have been healed
When the friend speaks her betrayal
When there's nothing left to keep me none
This road I walk will still remain

And I know some day I'll be home
And I know some day I'll belong
And if I find it, I'll find it alone
Cos I know some day I'll be home