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| Reviews On a normal windy night in the Australian bush, the kangaroos were lulled into their deep sleep and the nocturnal koalas wielded themselves by further indulging into their intimate eucalypt fix. The soothing airwaves beckoned their souls to such magnitude that eyes could be observed flickering hither and tither desperately searching for an understanding, an explanation, an exultation. A
multitude of strings could be heard rising in tight harmony, and although
it wasn’t the voice of angels, the singing created dynamics from out
of this world. As the haze lifted and the sky parted, CHRIS COOK looked behind him. What he saw were years of musical achievement in line ups such as the Bourkenbacks, Backporch Pickers & the Mataranka Band. He had chosen his weapons along the way. Banjo, inevitably, his most powerful choice. But in his deadliest battles, he sought victory with guitar and fiddle to compliment the successes of songs recorded by leaders such as Slim Dusty and the like. “When the Country‘s Wet” and even more recently - “Diggin’ A Hole in My Guitar” These creations set him flying amongst the greatest, highest flying flock of cockatoos with a nomination in the distinguished APRA awards. As Chris turned to face the lingering smell of wattle, he heard a soft but distinct noise at his feet. Confidently and quietly, walking behind a huge 4 metre yellow bellied black snake was WAYNE BROMWICH. This trued and tried bush warrior had brought to this tribe his trusted mandolin which could woo the wildest of animals at any gig. Accomplished also as a warrior of words and proficient guitarist, he excites even the most flat faced koalas. Together they began to play their weapons with passion. The kangaroos, koalas, cockatoos, yellow bellied black snakes and their families and friends gathered round to experience the waves of music and sweet harmonies. They closed their eyes , felt the movement of the Earth and submitted themselves to the comfort of such wonderful resonant sounds of nature, encompassing bluegrass, folk, originals, and covers from many genres of music Hillbilly Lovechild will fill your soul with spark and make your heart flutter while your feet patter. You’ll walk away yodelling and an incredible ability to communicate with the Australian wildlife. G.Williger |
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