The Waiting

by Asi

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    Asi's debut album, The Waiting, is a diverse embrace of styles and atmospheres.

    On "Burn Them All", acoustic folk grows into a beat box romp. "The Waiting Turned" is 22-beat indie rock, followed by classic singer/songwriter folk with the carnatic-infused "Kurinji".

    The down-tempo, lush sounds and harmonies of "Older" and "Worlds Were Here" lead into the epic, final track of the album: "The Crooked Path". "The Crooked Path" takes you on a 13 minute ride, moseying through found-sounds, ambient, trance and rock'n'roll before building into a thundering wall of trans-global percussion.

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released 22 November 2009
Shakthidharan - Vocals, Guitars, Piano, Harmonica, Beats, Samples

Robin Dixon - ‘Cello (One Foot in the Ocean, Kurinji, Older, Worlds Were Here), Double Bass (Older, The Crooked Path)

Marc Chee - Bass (Burn Them All, The Waiting Turned, Sold, Older, Worlds Were Here, The Crooked Path)

Christina Kenny - Vocal Harmonies (Burn Them All, Older, Worlds Were Here), Violin (Older)

Mahesh Radhakrishnan - Carnatic Vocals (Kurinji), Vocal Harmonies (Burn Them All)

Stephan Kantharajah - Tabla (The Waiting Turned, Sold, Older, The Crooked Path)

Aimée Falzon - Vocal Harmonies (Kurinji, Sold), Piano (The Waiting Turned)

Alon Ilsar - Drums (Sold, Older, Worlds Were Here, The Crooked Path)

Pallavarajan Nagendran - Konakol (The Crooked Path)

Jeremy Cassar - Vocal Harmonies (Worlds Were Here)

The Crooked Path contains several found sounds asi recorded on his travels, used under a creative commons license

All Songs Written by Shakthidharan Sivanathan
Recorded & Produced by Shakthidharan Sivanathan

Mastered by William Bowden at King Willy Sound

Album Illustrations Aimée Falzon
Album Design Shakthidharan Sivanathan

Thanks to:
Thathamma, Amma, Appa, Krishna Mama, Anne, Alix, Aimée, Bren, Brett, Chris & Tim, Christina B., The Dixons, DJ, Elias, Guan, Nat, Hugo, Paul, Jessica & Ian,
The Carletons, The Oakleys, Mark, Laurie, Ray & Katherine, Stuart & Peter, and all of the players on the waiting.

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tags: acoustic alternative classical electronica folk indian rock world Australia

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Track Name: Burn Them All
today, the city's clustered lights
are lined up in my mind
brighter than the night's
if you look closely you will see
the way the whole world
sits inside of me

our cemeteries of ever changing tastes
grow ever higher in waste
consume the whole fucking human race
and i do miss
all the little things
that would not leave a trace
but would make my day

like

if you saw the way he put on his smile
when he thinks
that nobody's around
you can tell we all spend our lives looking for someone
with whom we can be alone

in my guts
my skin
my soul
i know
i'm still hungry for

when i am whole
i want you to
burn all my desires

i wanna run
i wanna fly
i wanna be
out of this bloody rush

i want nothing to be
stuck in the middle of

but i'm still hungry
Track Name: The Waiting Turned
waiting turned
to drifting
she only heard
his call at the edge of her
voice slipped in
to her skin as a shiver
a ripple in the wind

from the inside moving outwards
the way young lovers think they do
he's felt her blood warming and drowning
extinguish the storm she's carrying them through

waiting turned
to action
she pulled her gaze
away from the walls
senses slimmed
upon that knocking at that door
she rose to let him in

from the inside moving outwards
the way young lovers think they do
he's felt her blood warming and drowning
extinguish the storm she's carrying them through

maybe they met in the inner city
they spend more than they can afford
on wine and small gifts for each other
even though it's not christmas
even though it's no one's birthday

maybe they're scattered around
a backyard in sydney's west
and they're only son is eating cereal
and he's got a big ring of milk around his mouth
and they laugh at him

and his son doesn't know why
but he looks at the only two people he knows
and laughs right back at them

he knows
he knows
she's coming to the door

she knows
she knows
she's coming to the door

he knows
he knows

suddenly there's
wind in her fingers
sun in his belly

and him rising through her feet

suddenly there's
clouds in her hair
and rain on her lips and

their first and last kiss

we are here now
Track Name: Kurinji
have you heard the news today
they say we are no longer safe
so who's to take the blame
when an act of hate today
creates many more tomorrow
well where do we go from there?

and it's not too late to say
maybe it's time we put aside our swords for play
you can only win to lose
another day

kurinji
under
your barren tree

we are what we always were
sinners and misused
when will we learn
to cover our proud face
and humbly embrace

that they are just as much
the same as us
as we would like to think
they're not

so we are no longer safe
even words will lose their fame
the more we turn them inside out
and though we search we still remain
out of sync with this place
but have you ever heard
of an alignment set in hate?

so maybe it's time we put aside our swords for play
you can only win to lose
another day

kurinji
under
your barren tree

we are what we always were
sinners and misused
when will we learn
to cover our proud face
and humbly embrace
that they are just as much
the same as us
so what have we to lose
if we are brave enough
and calm enough
to just cover our proud face?

kurinji we wait for thee
under your barren tree
we will grow
Track Name: Sold (to the lucky ones)
We all need to be safe somewhere.
Track Name: Older
when he was young he'd spend the day on the grass
sprawled out like a lark with the hose on if it was hot
he'd just sit and laugh

and now he's older it's not that it's worse
it's just well, he's been hurt
and things have dispersed

there's other ways to quench his thirst

when he boards the train all he see is our quiet pain
our heads are upside down no smiles just miles
of silent ranks we are the guilty waiting for the axe
until smack
our heads are reeling back and that's that

silence breeds a new creation from him
a new understanding
and now that he can no longer hold her
he grows that little bit older

and all they need now is a little bit of sweet relief

when she was young
she used to think that every star in that dark sky
was a tear in a canvas lit from behind
by a blinding sheet of light
just covered by the night

not that she knows where it's at now
now that she knows they're all just
burning balls of gas now
in a sea of nothing
she still feels
something

she misses him she realises
and god he misses her
but how was she to know that her backdrop
was going to melt away
that her time to play was running out
running south
running way down below
and falling so damn slowly and surely
into something she just have never known

she grabs her sheets and pulls them
close to her body now
'cause there's no need to worry now love
and as we find sleep
as we find peace in slumber
we grow that little bit older

and all we need now is a little bit of sweet relief

all we need is a little bit of sunlight

all we need is to breathe
Track Name: Worlds Were Here
illuminant
sunlight of her touch
stubbornly alone in the dark

say my name
it burns my blood into flames

for all those who claim this is love
well it's too much
and too soon not enough

and baby i know
that our worlds are here to stay
taking all the lives they've conjured up
and throwing them around
as if it ain't enough

and you know
i turn and think of you
and every time i walk or hide away
the only thing i want
is to stay with you

and colder than our wordless fights
more infectious than your smile's delights
more weary than our open hearts
caught between our plugs and sparks

is this fear
my dear
this fear

and baby i know
that our worlds are here to stay
taking all the lives they've conjured up
and throwing them around
as if it ain't enough

and you know
i turn and think of you
and every time i walk or hide away
the only thing i want
is to stay with you

but i don't know what to do
Track Name: The Crooked Path
we walked with wings unfurled
tied to red balloons
for homeless worlds
pulled down
by earth and dirt and stone
to be told
that there's this place
which you come from
and you should stick with what you know
'cause you're breaking rules
and letting go

and we blaze away sometimes
and remain impudent

and we walk away sometimes and
learn how to...

i just wanted to find a better way home