WOOD, TOOTH, SINEW, SHELL AND TWINE
Just reading this strange and mysterious poem of longing from Stiff Gins, one of Australia’s best known and loved Indigenous acts. Love Susie. x
‘Featuring Nardi Simpson and Kaleena Briggs, Stiff Gins combines stunning harmonies and wicked humour to transport you to a world of joy, spirit and song. Eleven years ago, their moniker was reclamation of an offensive reference to Aboriginal women, a banner to guide their music in the direction of strength and pride. Three albums and countless shows later, the name has become synonymous with musical excellence. They have travelled the world, received prestigious awards and created a loyal fan base with their heartfelt songs and emotive performances. They’ve performed in the Middle East and remote communities across Australia and developed a musical friendship that has transformed them both.’
Longing, Wanting
Longing, Wanting
My edge, a blade
Slice through air, slice through air
No breath, no rain
Stay in wait and wait to fade away
Wanting, longing for
That arm, that fingernail
My edge, a blade
No breath, no rain
Stay in wait and wait to fade away
Wanting, longing for
That arm that fingernail
Wanting, longing
That arm that fingernail
My edge is a blade of steel
Revered I reveal a man of pride
I hang proud at his side
I began again and again
With hand, finger, nail
Etched in fine line
Wood, tooth, sinew, shell and twine
Combine to launch and strike
I kill divided evermore through time
I lie, wait and wail
His hand, finger, nail
Wanting, longing
That arm, that fingernail
Wanting, longing for
That arm, that fingernail
longing for …
By Stiff Gins