Adam Buckland Ensemble

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Adam Buckland Ensemble are:
Adam Buckland: vocals and guitar
Malcolm Wales: bass and backing vocals
Darren Ireland: percussion and backing vocals

Self-titled is a compilation of songs written by Adam whilst playing in the bands The Dodgy World, Sweet Sweet Bulbs and Boys on Bex.

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released November 27, 2015

Adam would like to thank:
Darren and Evelyn Ireland, Malcolm Wales, Grant Barkley, Damien Lane, Jolyon Pagett, Johnno Beniuk, Jamie Basic, Kaylene Milner, Nicole Smede, Pat Lyons, Gordon Watt, Dave Lee, Tim Ireland, Noah Hampson, Wayne Stokes, Paul Lopes, Kane Goodwin, Kylie and Steve O'Brien, Nate Clark, Ronny van Dyk, Sonja Ringo, Hiro Okano, Lax Charisma, Kate Randazzo, Jerome Van Putten and Alison Sullivan.

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Nomaster Studios releases the recordings of Melbourne based musician and artist Adam Buckland.

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Track Name: Cruising Elevators
You’re the one I need
You’re the one I need
You’re the one I need
You’re the one I need

We’ll take the state and flood the market
We’ll nightly air raid power stations
We’ll jam the radio with feedback
And explode the televisions
We’ll tie your children to their beanbags
Whilst we fuck on their PlayStations
They decree all we do is futile
And masturbate over their patience

You’re the one I need
You’re the one I need
You’re the one I need
You’re the one I need

Castrate the presidente
And block outcoming transmissions
We’ll liberate the rising oceans
And scramble all computers
If you’re cruising elevators
We’ll feed you steps of new direction
Since there’s no meaning left in freedom
We’ll impose our own delusion

We’ll take the state and flood the market
We’ll nightly air raid power stations
We’ll jam the radio with feedback
And explode the televisions
We’ll tie your children to their beanbags
Whilst we fuck on their PlayStations
They decree all we do is futile
And masturbate over their paychecks.