The Genre Benders: Music

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This one was written by Huge's good mate Mark Gillett, with whom he used to work at Maroochydore DSS office (now Centrelink). Not sure what inspired it but it rocks. Huge played it (on drums) with The Hinterland Band in 1992 and as soloist ever since. Mark plays it in Em, this version is in A.

On this version, the funky bass line is the work of Peter "Willy" Willersdorf, who has also played with some of the great names of Australian music. Willy's a freak and his bass part absolutely makes this track. All the other noises on this recording were made by Huge and some were recorded by "Big" Phil van Vliet. Drums recorded by Adam Howard.

Dancing with the Stones
by Mark Gillett

The sun sets on stone faces, looking out on the sea.
Torches flare in the night air and we start our ceremony.
We're gonna talk soul, pass the bowl and raise the energy.
The Gods will talk and statues walk when we set the magic free

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

Stand 'round the sacred ground beneath the midsummer moon.
An old, grand master man throws the forbidden rune.
Lost art, a crystal heart it's beating to an ancient tune.
You'd better jive when it comes alive, ain't nobody immune

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

The whip lands on the slave bands straining at the yoke.
Stone blocks as big as trucks move with every stroke.
Worker's bones, the grave stones of a culture built on pain.
A cruel land, desert sand, covers fields of grain.

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

Thirty years beneath the lash. Raise the granite high.
Come and make a place for us that's fit for us to lie.
Wrapped in clinging linen, dressed in precious oil.
Come and take your just reward for centuries of toil.

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

The world turns, people turn and they face a brave new world.
There's a wild unborn child beneath the belly curled.
In her trance, gaints dance. They dance the steps of dread.
That's a dance that's gonna grind your bones to make their bread.

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.
Said you're dancing with the stones.