After a couple of false starts and a difficult birth the long awaited Ian Bland CD “Everything and Nothing” and his first book of poetry “Bland On Bland” have sprung forth fully formed and lustily bawling.
“Everything and Nothing” is a cinematic special starring a motley company of individuals. The songs are each a musical story, whether semi-autobiographical gems, gleaned conversations or plucked from current events, each deliver a condensed and precise serving of observed truth.
The Lamington String band led by Ian Bland, featuring Ed Bates, Greg Hunt, Peter Anderson, Nathan Farrelly, Mark Stanley and joined by a host of other notable musicians, as usual add their own measure of polish to this the third Ian Bland solo album.
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He Was A Fighter
His mother was just fifteen - Father wasn’t there
Family didn’t want him – So they put him into care
Those meant to protect him - Wolves disguised as sheep
What was done in God’s name – It would make the devil weep
Never show you’re frightened - He was quick to learn
Lie in bed, pretend to sleep, and pray it’s not your turn
Worked a string of dead end jobs - Spent the nights in bars
Didn’t dull the memories - But it toughened up the scars
Always kept his distance - Wandered, like a stray
Didn’t look for trouble - But he wouldn’t back away
Put his trust in no-one – Wary of the law
How do you find peace, when all you’ve known is war?
As a child he’d watch the families playing in the park
And wonder what it felt like to belong
The nights seemed endless, as he lay there in the dark
And tried to figure out what he’d done wrong
Woke up in the gutter – Curled up near the bins
Swore, that night, he’d paid enough - For someone else’s sins
Put himself through night school - Earned himself a trade
He grew stronger - With every brick he laid
“My kids aren’t going to suffer, for what’s been done to me
The past will be my shadow but not my legacy
He was a fighter
Sink or swim
No-one in his corner
All came down to him
Wouldn’t take a backward step
Faced the world alone
He was a fighter
All he’d ever known