I'm a solo artist and i play acoustic guitar, sing, write and produce but there is no way i could do this all on my own...
When i play with a live band or when i have recorded in the past these are the talented muso mates i call upon
Carlton Sparks - Electric Guitar, Bass and Cigar Box Slide
Jeff Doukakis - Drums and Percussion
Sarah Humphreys - Backing Vocals
Nicolle Lane - Backing Vocals
Stuart Vandegraaff - Saxophone and flute
Paul Eagle - Djembe
Mick Carney - Keys
Felicity Doukakis - Violin
Kieran Coleman - Trumpet and Flugelhorn
Troy Henderson - Bass
I have the upmost respect and admiration for these amazing and talented friends of mine. Many thanks for all your help and majik.
Behind the scenes...
Keren Peter - Label Management & Co-Producer
Marshal Cullen - Foghorn Publishing & Executive Producer
Elia Green - Foghorn Publishing
Andrew Beck - Recording Engineer & Co-Producer
Peter Billing, Paul Nearhos and lots of friendly people at Foghorn
Michael Carpenter - Musician/Producer/Engineer on my first 2 EPs
You help make this music thing a career what a wonderful gift you give me. Thank you.
WANT TO BUY SOME MUSIC?
All songs from my album "something along those lines" and both EPs ”Patched Up Heart” and "The 25 paper planes ep" are available for download and purchase from
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If you prefer your music in a CD pack, you can purchase my ep's from the Teapot Record's website (www.teapotrecords.com) using PayPal and have them sent directly to you, anywhere in the world.
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Just send me an email: teapotrecords@gmail.com and we can sort something out
My album and both ep's are always available at any of my gigs.
Influences
About some of the earlier songs...
Last I Heard: In 2005 my band decided to make a massive commitment and move in together. We moved to Sydney for our music because there was not much happening back on the Central Coast for a rock band or any type of band for that matter. We all had our own stuff going on and each verse tells of a different members journey from the perspective of those small town people talking amongst themselves. The first and last verses are about me, 2nd verse is about the bass player, 3rd verse the guitarist, 4th the drummer.
"Patched Up Heart" 2008
Twenty Five: I have these 'reflective moods' sometimes it's hard to describe but i guess i kind of hover between my emotions, I kind of detach from everything and let thought take over. It's peaceful and sometimes it's therapeutic because i sort through stuff and find solutions to my sub-conscious problems. Anyway the night i turned 25 i was in one of these moods and i wrote this song. My main thought was why have a just reached this milestone of an age and yet nothing has magically changed. The lesson was; make your own magic, time is just time it means nothing if you don't do anything with it.
"The 25 paper planes EP" 2007
Paper Planes: Deep down I think everyone knows if they are on a paper plane or not but sometimes it’s hard to tell. They assemble easily they take off quickly but they never go too far. Mine crashed. I was lost. But i believed there was reason behind it. Now if i want to get somewhere i rely on my own two feet. That way i know where i stand.
"The 25 paper planes EP" 2007
I write a lot of lyrics and a little poetry. Some may ask what’s the difference? Well I can only say from my own song writing experience that poetry is a bad arse unrelenting mutha fucka. Lyrics are there to compromise and have a relationship with music but I know I have a poem on my hands when it’s uncompromising when there can be no adjustments for phrasing or timing. A poem to me has an independent life of its own. The message is too linked to the precise wording to be moved into a melody. Sometimes in order for a song to work it calls for resolve or rhyme or an exact length from the lyric.
I’m not saying it cant work both ways and there is always exceptions to the rule (if you can call it a rule) when it comes to art and expression but that is generally my take on it and I have some poetry to show you what I mean.
Raging Wind
Before I met you something lived inside me taking me to places where pointless points were debated and silly games were played, I hated those games
But like a raging wind, a torrent, a rapid or white wash, it pushed hard and I submitted just like you must when in a car crash and you’re spinning out of control
I never wanted to feed myself that dish of mashed up disguises but the wind would rage and it was hard to retire it
Like most guys I played that game and I wore that mask but I exhausted and divided myself, part of me was entwined in that frenzy while the rest of me longed for something more like love, I wasn’t sure if I believed in it but I thought it was time to stop letting this frantic lust steer the ship
I held up, waiting for my distractions to subside
And that’s when I saw you, just when I wasn’t looking, finally I saw some truth and I eagerly gave you all the truth I had to give
You attracted something more from me, something actually worthy, something I could rely on, something I could touch and feel safe to launch from or to rest in a deep sleep upon
You are the closest I can ever come to another ONE
With You: I know that partnership is real; I know that life long companionship is real; it is a pleasure to live out day by day with you, you the only family I will ever choose
You have soothed, settled and brought a calm, the raging wind has come to pass
By Michael Peter written in Perth 2009
The Rehearsal Room Poem
Over the next little while my mornings will wake to black guitar leads and speaker cables sprawled across the floor looking like spaghetti
The morning after the Rehearsal;
The abandoned keyboard, microphones, mixing console, stands, half empty glasses of water & tea that had served as a soothing from a dry sore throat – hoarse from a night of singing and then singing some more
Oh what joy there is in that chaotic room filtered with early morning sun light!
Cases littered with stickers, scratches and bruises from a life of travel as they move from one show to the next in and out of cars, vans, trucks, buses and airport luggage handlers who are never to shy to test the durability of the armour that protects our precious instruments
There’s plenty of stuff to make noise with in there, a few different types of shakers, a tambourine or two, a stomp box perhaps.
To the outsider this wash of strange tools may look like a big mess, I can see that, and if I didn’t know what every little part of this puzzle was, every roll it played, I would think the same thing
Strange bits and pieces look odd, their names silly; a plectrum, a capo, some machine heads, cannon to cannon, jack to jack, B minor, C sharp diminished, half time, try coming in on the one, sing the 5th for a harmony
It’s another language we speak, us muso’s, our little club
And I shift my feet along the ground in my slippers with my morning cup of peppermint tea and look around the room that’s patiently waiting just as we left it last night and know that magic comes alive in a room like this, with messy cords, oddly named tools and sacred language
Though this magic may not be edible the sound can sometimes be described as tasty and you may not be able to touch it but you sure can feel it, it’s mostly invisible but if you need a visual look at our smiles as we play, the trance in our eyes and the music in our dance, step into that messy rehearsal room and you will be able to smell the gear laminated with an air of touring, electricity and vibration, accumulating from so many pubs and so many gigs giving these things a unique mix of stale beer, cigarette smoke and sweat that becomes infused into the microphones and the rest of the PA equipment
The gear of a working muso would have seen bar fights, plenty of boobs and a whole range of strange behaviour but mostly it would have seen again and again the magical affect that music has on a listener
Music and voice and sound and story play a role that has time and time again brought people together and toppled awkward social barriers, it inspires movement and colour, high fives and passion, slow dancing and tears on many occasions my own tears; ones of sorrow and of joy
I have no hard feelings towards music even though I’m addicted – hopelessly, she is my bride, my ‘other’ bride, my musical wife, seducing me into a love affair with melody and groove, and I am an addict for creating new sounds and then new stories to accompany those new sounds, I am an addict for tapping in to that endless source of sound and performing, I am an addict for getting up on a platform and proudly boasting “I am a musician” with a song
Yes I get withdrawals, Yes I am lost with out it, Yes it takes my time, my energy and a whole lot of my money but still I come back again and again
No there are no hard feelings about this ball and chain, only the feeling of privilege that she would dance with me, that she would hold my hand, that she would make powerful love with the likes of me
I praise the Gods of this sacred craft
I praise my fellowship of witches and wizards that harness this magic
I praise the hands of those that crafted these tools and potions of sound
And I praise the morning light shining into the window of our rehearsal room where we will cast our spells and infuse our magic over the next few glorious days
I just love the whole beautiful thing
By Michael Peter written in Narrogin WA Aug 2009
Pearson’s Lookout
Forever can inspire me With giant dried up imagery Ill never know where you have been Or see the things that you have seen But thank you Pearson’s Lookout my breath has gone away.
Today the sun burns brightly on this wild untamed place Swaying slightly in the breeze it still remains unscathed Untouched by a single road nor scorned with any pain Just bunches of a native green spread cross an open plain
Slowly creeping up the side of rocky walls Standing strong and reaching high bout twenty stories tall So my road ahead leads back towards the city where I live But my memories here in awe stay with me like a gift
Goodbye Pearson’s Lookout my breath can now return
By Michael Peter
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ARTIST BIO & REVIEWS
Michael Peter is a Central Coast singer songwriter. His songs mix heart-felt vocals and unique and thoughtful storytelling with a blend of folk, roots, soul, pop and rock it’s a truly unique sound that is hard to pigeonhole and a pleasure to listen to.
Michael’s earlier EP releases have received airplay on Triple J, Nova and ABC radio. His live show has toured nationally playing festivals, café’s and pubs as well as supporting legendary acts including Billy Thorpe and Daryl Braithwaite. His brand new debut album “Something along those lines” is now available in stores and through itunes.
“An earnest, raw, promising new artist… there is a sincerity and honesty in Peter’s lyrics that shouldn’t be ignored” - The Sunday Telegraph
"Michael’s music is the kind that truly connects with you [music] to drive to, smile to, sing along in front of the mirror to." - Rip it Up
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Hi there! How are you? Hope all is well. I have a new song called ONCE UPON A TIME on myspace and I would love you to have a listen and let me know what you think of it with a comment! Cheers Adam xx
Just letting you know, my EP "Imaginary Mind" has finally arrived! It can be bought from my website for $10, which is found on my page, and along with that i have also uploaded two songs from it! So please have a listen if you have time, would be great to hear what you think!
Hey Michael Thanks for listening and commenting. I have a new song called BRING THE SUN. It would absolutely knock my socks off if you had a listen and let me know what you think of it with a comment!
Hey Michael. I am really enjoying your songs. I hope to see you at Lizottes on 29 Oct. I have a new song called Aching. I would love to know what you think of it. Cheers Adam
JAYWALKER have two shows this Weekend at El Roccos in the city with all
proceeds going to our album recording in October. Really would mean a
lot it if you can join us and be a part of our big nights.
We have some industry people coming to watch as well as a review and need all our friends with us during these scary times!
All details below and Tickets $15 at the door or $13.90 through gobookem.com!
heyy. i saw you play at brackets and jam a while ago. you are great i loved your music. hows it all coming along? you singing on the central coast again any time soon?
Hey Michael, yeah of course I remember you. You played a gig at o'keefes in tassie! And now thanks to that trusty wednesday night, I am addicted to your new CD!
You won't believe it I'm filing for a divorce! Hubby went out with the car and I told him he had to be back in time so I could go over to see you......he didn't come back home till nearly 2pm!!!! I'm so sadddddddd :(
Hey Micka!! Nope. Jeff and I have both been sick and I am super busy studying to pass the bar (so I can be a licensed attorney;)) But I am going to their gig on Friday night at the Viper Room:) I am super stoked to finally see him in action after bringing him to 2 gigs:) How was Tassie? And how is the tour going?? xx
Tassie huh? Hope you have a great time!!! hahahaha..I can't believe that u didn't give him my contact info when he moved out here...we had a good time last night..went and saw a friend of mine play an industry showcase in hollywood and then private party after...tonight..taking him with me to see more friends in Juke Kartel:) I do what I can;) Have a safe and amazing trip and speak soon!
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